***Warning this blog contains smug holiday description****

My other half has had his first "Scilly moment". The moment you have when you look at the islands and you realise they are something special. Suddenly the camera was out and he was taking photos all the way across to St Agnes. It's the smallest island and it was his first visit. It could have been the crystal clear morning but as a bank of fog rolled it in it didn't seem to dampen his enthusiasm.

We ate lunch at the excellent Coastguards Cafe. The food, service and price are all spectacular. I ate a Cornish blue toastie with ham and fruit chutney....

The other half had a platter with chorizo, salami and ham.

We sat in the sun...the first lunch customers of the day. It wasn't just us that enjoyed the food. We had a friend that tried to get in on my toastie.

We lay back, our heads on warm granite and had a snooze as the fog rolled over the island.

Then headed down to the campsite at Troy Town for a "Full Works". Two scoops of homemade ice cream, homemade clotted cream and a flake. Amazing. Book a camping holiday there now.

The fog soon burnt away and we lay on the bar between St Agnes and Gugh oblivious to the incoming tide. Once the sea started touching our toes we headed to the Turks Head for a pint.

Then home for roasted pork belly, island vegetables and treacle tart.