When you finally get to Portmellon, it is difficult not to feel a little let down after the effort - it feels like an ordinary, workaday place, especially with the JCB's and cement lorries, and upside-down dinghies in everyone's front yards. But then you remind yourself that this is maybe how it should be; not all picture-postcard seaside villages full of empty houses in winter. And the views out to sea are always worth it...
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