Arriving on the Newquay plane today means I can manage a half day of walking. I’m staying at the place I finished last time, a crumbling family hotel with board games, quiz nights and an ancient labrador. On the beach a couple of good citizens are picking up litter – wish there were a few of those where I live (including myself of course).

It is a better day today as I set off in the opposite direction from yesterday, heading for a wooden stairway at the end of the beach which leads up into the dunes.

I wake up to the sound of rain and my heart sinks – a quick look at the forecast confirms my fears, heavy rain for the next few hours. A new plan is needed so I decide to go to the cinema in Newquay and try for a shorter walk later.

Almost two months has passed since I was in Cornwall last and I can barely remember the details of the next three walks so they will be short.

It is very overcast as I head up through the town towards Towan Head and Fistral Beach, one of Newquay’s many beaches.

It is another beautiful day in Cornwall as I climb high above Portreath in the direction of the lighthouse on the hill.

I smell Portreath harbour before I see it – a dark, deep stench of what I’m told is decaying seaweed.

My room in the pub at Zennor has a window looking out over the village church – I decide to go and take a look inside before setting out. Nowadays, village churches are often locked but I am lucky here – the door is wide open.

So here I am back again at Pendeen Lighthouse – without the huge blister on my big toe.