Yesterday afternoon we were in a local pub in Torquay just down from the hotel we’re staying in and were talking to this beautiful lady called Kelly. A great afternoon. Anyway, she put us on to a model village in a town not far away in Babbacombe. So this morning we body swerved the coach visiting Plymouth and got the local bus. It was mystifyingly detailed, thoroughly enjoyed. Now sitting outside a cafe in Torquay having a latte and a fruit scone. It’s great chilling out!