The Chris Artist

I first visited Sennen Cove in West Cornwall about thirty years ago. I was with some friends. It was early Autumn. Sennen Cove was beautiful. It was quiet and tranquil. It felt like another world. The colours in the fading early evening were beautiful. I even went in the sea. That’s not something I would normally do. It hummed to the sound of Western National Bristol VR buses (another of my great loves), as they struggled up the steep hill out of the cove. Yes, Sennen Cove left a lasting impression on me. I have been a regular visitor ever since, much easier to achieve since I moved to Cornwall nearly twenty years ago.  On my first visit, it felt like my own special place. Today, it feels like many, many other people have discovered it. It is good enough to share, I’m not greedy! Over the years, the number of surfers have increased steadily, a shave the number of tourists generally.  It is heart warming to see large numbers of German and Dutch number plates, who have made a special effort to get here. Although everyone has to make that effort. It is a long way from just about everywhere.