Series 02: Anne Donnell diary, 29 December 1917 - 31 January 1919 - Page 137

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May 5 Sunday
Had a lovely day – was awake early listening to the sweet birds trilling in the woods. Then went for a walk - had a chat with a fisherman on a seat overlooking the bay then explored the old quaint village of St Ives. Its so uncommon - everything about it & full of unexpected surprises at every turn. The narrow stone steps that lead up to the small rooms from the street - the tiny footpaths a foot width indeed every little twist & turn is different. And can't you imagine the little children coming out of these cubby holes of doors dressed in an old fashioned Sunday best with white embroidered nickers below the knees but spotlessly clean.
That lovely little bay with the fishing smacks.

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