Postcards from St Ives



When it came to planning where we wanted to go on holiday this year, there was no question. We took Max to St Ives in Cornwall for his first little holiday when he was just 7 weeks old and we had an amazing time. So much so that we’ve returned many times – we love making memories down there, and so it was an easy choice for this year’s holiday. We wanted to introduce Ben to one of our favourite places and make new memories as a family of four.


View of The Island from Porthmeor beach, with blue skies and wispy white clouds

View over cemetary in St Ives looking out over Porthmeor beach

View across Porthmeor beach with blue skies and turquoise sea


There’s something so special about St Ives; the light, the beaches, the laid back vibe. It’s easy to see why so many people return year on year. And I love it even more slightly off-season when it’s that bit less crammed full of people.

Max has always been a little bit wary of the beach. The sand, the wind, and the sea have all proved to be just too much for him. But it was amazing the difference in him on this visit – we couldn’t drag him away!

We spent all our time this year on Porthgwidden beach, which we loved as it’s a bit more sheltered from the wind than the other beaches. And it has the added bonus of spotting seals – we saw so many just bobbing about! Max was all about the beach – making sandcastles, digging holes, chasing seagulls, and running away from the waves as they crashed on the sand at his feet. And he even had his first jump in a puddle (which, if you saw this week’s Living Arrows post, you’ll know has been a long time coming!)


Max running towards the camera on the beach, holding a bucket and with a huge smile on his face

Max running away on the beach, wearing blue stripey wellies and leaving footprints in the sand

Max standing on the beach with his back to the camera, with green sea in the distance

Father and son walking towards the sea, with backs to camera

Max jumping in rain puddle, wearing blue stipey wellies, in front of colourful beach hut doors which you can see in the reflection


St Ives is such a lovely place to wander – the cobbled streets and little cottages are a photographer’s dream. I got up (or rather, was woken up – joys of a baby!) early one morning, and took myself off for a wander as the sun came up.


Coastal cottages set into the cliff at St Ives, Cornwall

View of St Ives harbour from The Malakoff

St Ives cottage, with pastel blue front door and granite steps leading up

The Allotment Deli in St Ives

View of Porthminster Beach in St Ives from The Malakoff


We had a couple of days out to The Lost Gardens of Heligan, Trebah Garden, and Glendurgan Gardens, which I’ll share in future posts, but all of which come highly recommended if you’re looking for a day out in Cornwall.

But apart from those few day trips, we had a lovely relaxing, quiet time. Just mooching around St Ives, flying a kite for the first time on The Island, introducing Max to the joy of a good pasty, and grabbing fish and chips to takeaway and eat back in the cottage. It was everything a British holiday should be!

On our last day, we headed off for a rather blustery walk along the coast at Godrevy, where we took our monthly family photos – and as I’ve failed to type up a September Me and Mine post, I’ll include them here. I love this little set – I think it shows what a wonderful time we all had!


Katy holding Ben, with Max on John's shoulders, stood on grass in front of the sea with waves crashing and Godrevy lighthouse in the background

Katy throwing Ben in the air, both with big smiles

John standing on cliff at Godrevy, with Max on his shoulders, with waves and lighthouse in the background

Katy holding Ben, John with Max on shoulders, on cliffs with Godrevy lighthouse in the distance


Goodbye for now St Ives, and thanks for the memories!