You've no sooner got rid of one lot...

...than another guest turns up! And this time it was Karen's turn. How very lovely. I just about had time to get the house straight before it was off to the airport again. The hideous weather hampered my journey and it took nearly two hours to drive to Newquay where, typically, Karen's flight had arrived early. I took Karen to The Seadrift Kitchen Cafe in Porthleven. The only reservation they had available all weekend was 5.45pm on Friday so we drove straight there from the airport.

I ate there at lunchtime a few weeks ago and really wanted to share the dining experience with Karen. The menu is almost too big, especially as once you have looked at the menu and the specials board they then overwhelm you with more specials options when they take your order! But we managed. I had the trio of Cornish fish, which the chef selects, and Karen had hake. Delicious. But we were mad keen to try the dessert menu as well so made enough room for me to have pavlova with berries and ice-cream and Karen had warm figs with turkish delight ice-cream. Delicious.

I attempted to show Karen the harbour but it was a true mizzly Cornish evening so we gave it a miss and headed back to introduce Karen to the delights of Lizard Lighthouse and the fog horn.

Saturday morning was wet and foggy and horrible. I thought maybe my luck had run out and Karen would be the first house-guest to experience the bad side of Cornish weather. I went up to the village to get the Saturday papers and we settled down to breakfast and a good read.

Whatever the weather we decided to go to Polpeor Cafe for lunch as it's snug inside looking out at the sea. However, as we got there miracle of miracles we spotted a bit of blue sky and a watery sun came out so we took the plunge and took an outside table all on our ownsomes. Within fiveteen minutes most of the outside tables were taken and we actually took our waterproofs off. Fancy. In August.

After lunch we set off on my favourite walk across the cliffs to Kynance Cove. The weather was strange. It felt like there was going to be a thunderstorm at any moment but it never materialised. It was incredibly still. We arrived at the Cove to find a river flowing down the middle of the beach where normally there is a tiny trickle if anything. As we had neither wellies to wade across nor shorts to paddle across we had to leave the far side of the Cove unexplored. We enjoyed an ice-cream and watched a few brave souls splashing about in wetsuits before taking the higher track back to the road and into Lizard Village.

We had already made a plan for Sunday that, whatever the weather, we would have a lovely bracing walk along Gwithian Sands. How lovely to wake up to sun and the rainbow maker Karen gave me dancing kaleidoscope lights across the kitchen walls. We packed lunch and the picnic blanket and optimistically headed off to Gwithian.

We had a sunny stroll along the sands as the tide was going out before settling down on the blanket for a hard afternoon's reading (ahem, snoozing in my case) on an unexpectedly warm summer's day.

I tried a selfie but Karen wasn't having any of it so I took a toesie instead to add to my "toes of Cornwall" collection.

The sun came and went all afternoon but we finally decided to call it a day around 4.30pm, by which time the tide had gone right out, to give us time for a detour into Portleven to show Karen the pretty harbour  and enjoy a delicious cream tea at Twisted Currant.

True to form the rain was back with a vengeance on Monday morning for the drive back to Newquay airport. We made good time but the plane didn't. The Stansted flight was frustratingly delayed for two hours. I left Karen with a cappuccino and her book and headed for home.

Love from The Lizard Girl