Falmouth - Saturday afternoon Just been out in t'caravan and left it in a field with the tribe and am currently back at work. I was in Falmouth with the morons and (as usual) we were in and out of all the Charity Shops, looking for bargains. Anyway - we leaves one Cornwall Air Ambulance Shop and we're bimbling along the street when the ten year old grand-daughter heaves to at the door of one place and yells, "CAN WE GO IN THIS CHARITY SHOP NOW GRAN?" The woman what owns the place heard this remark and promptly stopped us Plymouth louts from entering the place.Turns out it was a very bespoke clothing boutique called:http://statics.192.com/estreet/original/large/1082/10829542.jpg The owner was not very impressed. Me? I nearly wee-wee'd meself.