This used to be the garden, where the ladies of the court would come to sit around and, well, do whatever aristocrat-types do in gardens.

Then I started stalking this couple.

No picture can quite convey how steep these steps are. You walk towards this gap in the wall and keep expecting a flight of stairs to come into view, and you get closer... and closer... and just when you're convinced you must just be walking towards a sheer drop they come into sight.

I tried taking some starry pictures. I didn't have a tripod so the views are chosen more by what I could balance the camera on than anything else. They don't look that great at this resolution, but I swear one of them is like the Hubble Deep Field when you zoom in.

I do declare, it's a bit of the Plough!

Possibly the best brand logo ever.

A seagull who actually walked up to pose for me. Everyone wants to be a celebrity these days.

Geevor Tin Mine. We had to run round this place at the last minute too, hence the lack of pictures.

But we got to see Scraggs...

... and Basil, the mine moggies.