An odd thing. I've lived in Cornwall for 35 years and, in all that time, I've never been to Looe. It's only an hour or less away on the other coast. The last time I went there was in 1962. My dad hired a rowing boat, and he left his specs on the boat seat and I sat on them and busted 'em. He accused me of being careless and I accused him of being bloody stupid for leaving them on a seat. That incident might just go a long way to explaining the belligerence that some might see here. I'm actually an incredibly fluffy bunny...

We did get over it, by the way! :-)