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Imagine living in a small fishing village clinging to the side of steep, dark cliffs.

At the mercy of the elements. Battling months of relentless storms and enduring long, hard winters, with only a Fisherman's Friend to warm your cockles.

Alone. Proud. Stoic.

Thank God for Netflix, (and Poundland in the 'Smugglers Cove' shopping precinct).


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Safe Haven

They say that in the early hours of Saturday morning you can sometimes hear the hushed moans of drowned sailors rolling in on every wave. Saturday is late opening at the pub. 100cm x 30cm SOLD