
Chasing Pasties and Pubs in Looe
During an Easter break in 2015, we arrived at a Victorian cottage called Sunnybank, positioned high above the village of Looe, upon a hilly road. It was in the late hours of night when we reached it and yet we were stumped by the quaint prettiness of the village strung together by festive fairy lights, the sound of the sea in the backdrop crashing against the rocks and emphasising upon the solitude of our cottage. In the morning, we found the windows of the living room opening out to views of the sea one side, and on the other, rows of cottages clinging to the sides of cliffs in a higgledy-piggledy manner. The river Looe split the town into East Looe and West Looe, and while it remained dry for the best part of the day, tidal waters would stream in through an inlet and the boats would start bobbing prettily. On the harbour stood the bronze sculpture of a one-eyed seal called Nelson who had adopted it as home for about 25 years. Here Nelson had lived a full life, entertaining locals with his antics and sunning himself upon the rocks, till he died in 2003.
In the village of Nelson the seal, we were in the more bustling quarter of East Looe. Everyday we would trudge up a steep road to our cottage from the network of streets below — where pubs such as Smugglers Cote and Ye Olde Jolly Sailor livened up things with stories of smuggling and privateering. While sitting at the Smugglers’ Cote one morning, we heard about an old tunnel that was discovered there, which lead all the way to the fishing quay.
A story goes that the landlady of Ye Olde Jolly Sailor hid a contraband keg beneath her petticoats during a sudden raid and knitted away with poise as her quarters were searched. Almost 20 per cent of the government’s excise duty was lost through smuggling and yet the Cornish smuggled away with impunity for the simple reason that they knew that the excise men from London were five days away by stagecoach from Cornwall.
There are no smugglers today though – just shark anglers, who operate on a policy of catching and releasing the shark, and avid crabbers. We did not catch shark angling, but we did notice little girls and their fathers crabbing away at the river while we hunted for ice creams and cakes.
To make the stomach rumble, because that is what holidays are meant for, we had a host of pasty shops to choose from. Bacon, cheese and leek; potato and leek; onion and pickle; steak and stilton… Life is pasty-some in Looe. You could lunch like a miner and feel rum about it. There are a smattering of creperies, Thai restaurants, cafés and bakeries too if you overdo the pasty aspect of the holiday. The idea for us was to eat our way through town and if we felt the need for more (which I always do), there was a bookshop up a hill where the books were beautiful, their pages yellowed by time, and the wonderful welcome smell of nostalgia hitting the right notes as you entered the shop. It was a treasure house of tomes — that old shop. The lady who sat at the till always had time for a natter, sharing notes on out-of-the-way authors like Anne Radcliffe who could infuse her tales with the supernatural effortlessly…why Radcliffe you might ask, because she is not quite popular, is she? Jane Austen poked fun at the tenor of Radcliffe’s Gothic novels in ‘Northanger Abbey’, if you remember. But the lady of the shop had written books on Radcliffe, as it turned out, and I was not about to pull an Austen on her. Plus I had found myself engaged by Radcliffe’s brand of electrifying novels which are difficult to lay aside even for a second.









After days of mooching around the narrow alleys of Looe, exploring the other nearby villages of Polperro, Mevagissey and Fowey, solving puzzles lying around at Sunnybank, on our last night in Looe, we spent time on the sandy stretch of beach beneath a sky riddled with stars. Here smugglers would have unloaded their contraband goods decades ago. Off its coast stood the dark outline of Looe Island where goods used to be discreetly dumped too. I could picture it. The silhouette of a ship as it pulled in with 400-500 men on board – but mooring a little away from the shore. Then smaller boats would have been sent out to the beach with booties of brandy, rum and gin, men scurrying nimbly to get their goods under the cover of the night. And to the fervent mind came Rudyard Kipling’s ‘A Smuggler’s Song’:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse’s feet,
Don’t go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn’t told a lie.
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by.


110 Comments
Tea and Tales1
What a charming place this is!! It’s the pasties that got me. I love a good pasty! Thanks for the pictures!!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thanks, it is a place after my heart.
Patricia loves a good pasty. Even your name lends itself to it so well 🙂
Tea and Tales1
I know! My momma calls me Patsy! lol
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Even better! 😀
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Gosh an anagram…
Janna
Great photos. I was there last week and it was damp ! We had more fish and chips than pastys ! Coddy shack is one of the best places for fish and chips. Just outside of looe town
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hi there Janna, thank you. It is easy to fall for fish & chips. I always am caught in that eternal question marked with gravitas – fish & chips or pasties. I don’t believe I have eaten at the Coddy Shack though. I will keep it in mind for when we get there again.
AJ
You have been to such interesting places! Thanks for the great descriptions:)
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hey AJ, thank you. I never forget to be grateful. xx
lifeofangela
You stayed in such cute little places back in England! Everything is literally charming ?
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hey you, thanks…we did. The cottages did have such incredible charm and inside they used to be cosy and perfect with tons of books and games to entertain yourself with. They were as you say, literally charming. By the way, Americans love saying literally. I hear it every time I am out and within a typical conversation it shows up at least a few times 😀 xx
LivingOutLoud
What a beautiful place! As I looked through your images I kept thinking of the Beauty and the Beast. I love your writing because I feel like I am there experiencing it too and I always learn about new places when I visit your blog.
<3 Alana
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Oh thank you Alana …that is a wonderful thing to hear because it means that you are travelling from home 🙂 Btw why Beauty and the Beast? Curious 😀 xx
LivingOutLoud
Yes, thanks for helping me travel. I think it was just the rooftops, the alleys, and the architecture that reminded me of Beauty and the Beast. It surprised me too because I know it is not in France. 🙂
Amielle De Torres
I was actually thinking of Beauty & the Beast, too! ?
LivingOutLoud
Oh nice! It was kind of cool 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
I shall have to watch it now!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
I asked you the question to help put it in perspective for me because – hold on for this one – I have not yet got around to watching Beauty and the Beast though I keep thinking I will. Now I shall have to hurry up and watch it already to get it! xx
LivingOutLoud
I actually haven’t seen any of the new ones yet. I was thinking of the cartoon way back in the early 90’s :). The memory was so striking I had to say something about it. It got me all nostalgic 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
I watched the cartoon when I was a child (which seems such a long time ago), so naturally my memory lets me down. I shall have to revive them…Nostalgia, funny how it creeps upon you unannounced! xx
Miriam Hurdle
It does sound like you can have lunch and dinner like a king in Sunnybank. I love all the photos especially the one with narrow steps and tight walls. Nice post, Dippy!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you Miriam. We had to step up gingerly through those walls. That was the path to steep road that led to the bookshop, so it is special 🙂 Sunnybank was indeed the perfect place to tuck into big breakfasts and dinners. We used to lunch out and do takeaways at night from the Thai restaurant in the village which made the best Thai I have probably ever had. xx
Miriam Hurdle
I love Thai food, whenever I am in Portland OR, I go with my daughter to Thai food. There are not too many in southern CA.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
It is flavourful and healthy — the taste of kaffir lime gets me in a heartbeat. xx
Miriam Hurdle
Yes, there are so many vegetarians here. Most of the restaurants have the choice of subbing tofu for any meat, or make tofu as one of the meat options. I choose tofu all the time.
Osyth
What a perfect interlude. Pasties and Piskies (stet. Cornish spelling of Pixie), and pubs and pancakes and pirates and smugglers and seals called Nelson. I love the story of the landlady with the contraband keg under her skirts, so cool as the search went on around her and I always find tales of the smugglers have the hairs on my neck on end. It was SO dangerous … that coastline is unforgiving. And of course the Kipling at the end – a perfect choice for the finale of a rather perfect post! Xx
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you milady 🙂
I did wonder why the hapless fellow had painted it pixie instead of piskie! I have a piskie pendant from my first time in Tintagel. A friend bought it for me as a gift and I gifted her the same because it’s supposed to bring you luck. We were silly.
The imagination runs riot at the stories that live in the memories of these coastal villages. The coastline is indeed so rugged and the mind boggles at it. I like a little catchword they had for it in those days -‘something for nothing’ – to imply that you got a whole lot in return for investing minimal effort. xx
Osyth
My cousin lives in Cornwall and uses that expression in a ham Cornish accent quite often! Fortunately he is very popular locally otherwise I think they might push him off the cliff with a pasty in his gob!!!! I had a piskie on a piece of rock for years and it was supposed to be bad luck for him to leave it. Unfortunately he eventually fell off …. I blame him, I truly do ? xx
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Ooh he does? Hahaha are you implying you would like to stick a pasty in mine too 😉 I might warn you that I shall gulp it like a dog and look woefully for seconds.
Hmm that was a wayward piskie indeed. We shall have to get you a pixie of stronger mettle 😀 xx
Osyth
Certainly not but I would challenge you to a pasty eating contest just so I can cram more and more into my greedy mouth! It was a pathetic piskie – I was only 5 at the time and knew no better but I do think it needs to be rectified. I feel cheated to be fair xx
Osyth
Not at all but I would challenge you to a pasty eating contest so that I had an excuse of cramming more and more into my greedy mouth!! It was a pathetic piskie and there is a strong case for a more robust and genuine one. This must be rectified xx
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Challenges in the shape of pasty! We shall have to address this soon-est and the errant piskie too 🙂 xx
Osyth
I can Thu k of nothing nicer than sharing far too many pasties with you, gazing out over the Rocky shoreline and debating the greatest lines in literature… you qualify – there are few who would xx
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Now that is something that holds the greatest pleasure for me – to discuss literature and scoff pasties till the cows come home. And the last line made my heart swell like the ‘blushful Hippocrene’ that with beaded bubbles winked at the brim 🙂 xx
amindfultravellerblog
Such quaint and postcard scenes here Arundhati. I would love to visit these places one day. You definitely took me back to the days of the smugglers.
But that fish pie and pasties have got me hungry…. yum, yum.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
There you go, let pies and pasties make a way into your heart and tug you to Cornwall 😉 Thank you for the appreciation and I know when you visit them, you shall be as chuffed as I was each time. xx
amindfultravellerblog
Most definitely. ?
Gluecksgeist
I really want to live in thay cottage! It looks so nice and cute! xx
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hey Anni, it was darned cute inside too with all manners of books and puzzles to keep you occupied if you felt like being alone 🙂 xx
Rachel Lishman
“To make the stomach rumble, because that’s what holidays are for” – love it! 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Haha thanks Rachel. How are you enjoying autumn? xx
Rachel Lishman
I do love the colours in London’s parks at this time of year, although being an office worker I always struggle when the dark nights close in!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Oh well there is the weekend to let the parks show you their glory…but then soon the Christmas lights will be up. It is difficult not to feel a pang from across the pond. xx
Rachel Lishman
There’s no place quite like London at Christmas…although for exciting reasons that I can’t quite mention yet, I won’t be around to see it this year… 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Ooh exciting 🙂 That is tantalising, so go on live up the thrill wherever you will be, girl. xx P.S.: The mind boggles
InspiresN
Lovely place , reading the post gave me a feel of those storybook lands!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you Nisha…that is a lovely compliment. If you have read you share of Enid Blytons, it is easy to slip into that world of children trawling the coastline for smugglers while tucking into high teas of tiny cucumber sandwiches, scones, clotted cream and jam… when you visit these little villages. xx
InspiresN
You are welcome, yes exactly Dippy – Enid Blyton stories was on my mind , I loved reading them during school days and wouldn’t mind reading them again. You are so lucky to have visited these cute villages! Thanks for sharing!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Well take yourself across the pond sometime. You shall find those stories coming to life. I have to confess, I read them even now and it feels as good as it did when I was a child 🙂
Stewie Overseas
The fathers and daughters catching crabs together is cute. But, what is shark angling? Do you catch a small shark and then let it go again?
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Angling is fishing…so shark angling is fishing for shark specifically. It is irrespective of the size – so yeah they catch and release it which is the motto of the shark angling club in Looe. It is barmy alright when you think of it.
Stewie Overseas
Interesting. I wonder what happens when they catch a big shark. It seems difficult to catch a shark anyway…
Dippy-Dotty Girl
It must be and they have to take special care to not injure the shark, then to release it must require such effort…who knows about the strange workings of a shark angler’s mind!
Stewie Overseas
Yeah, I would be worried about injuring the poor thing, too. It’s so big and heavy, and must require huge hooks. What a traumatizing experience that would be.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Trauma for the human too. Though he is odd enough to court it 😛 So maybe yeah more sympathy goes the shark’s way. Human beings I tell ya…
Stewie Overseas
Right?! Like, what’s their problem?
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Lack of problems 😀
Stewie Overseas
pfft. humans *rolls eyes*
Dippy-Dotty Girl
I shall add a photo for you in the post…
Stewie Overseas
EEEEE! I see it! That’s a mighty big shark! I think I would be scared, even if it was not in the water. Thanks for the link, too 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Ahahaha Jen. I was hopping for the scream…it is. I would also be seen nowhere near it and you are quite so welcome. xx
Stewie Overseas
😀
Dippy-Dotty Girl
*hoping
whatismaria
I love how you can make every single place sound so enticing and wonderful in its own say.. The photos are stunning as usual, especially the one of your cottage – how I wish I could stay there as well at some point my in my life! Hope you’re having a wonderful day xox
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thanks sweetheart. You know you are quite near Cornwall, so someday when the sun is out and you have a long weekend, why not skip down with a loved one. You will see that the stories are part of the landscape. And of course put up in a lovely little cottage to add a sparkle to the trip. xx
Dippy-Dotty Girl
I am indeed having a good day btw and you have a productive week yourself. xx
Happy Healing
Wow – this looks like such a beautiful place. And such gorgeous pics!! Love the dog one 🙂
Hope you have a great Tuesday!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hello Marina, thank you for reading and dropping by…the dog one is special. He was waiting patiently while his mistress was checking out property rentals. I hope you are having a lovely week too. x
themagicaloven
Wow such beautiful pictures. Some of the pics of the river remind me of my hometown.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you :)…where is your hometown? For some reason your blog is not showing up when I click on your profile… how odd!
themagicaloven
My hometown is Nainital 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Ah my friend lives there and I have been there too, climbing Cheena Peak and indulging in sessions of dahi and jalebi, spicy full-boiled eggs …ah. What memories you bring back with that one word.
themagicaloven
Wow! Whats her name? I might know her Naini being such a small place. It’s a small world for sure ?
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Chitra Papnai…do you know her?
themagicaloven
Probably No haha 🙂 We might have gone to the same school though
Dippy-Dotty Girl
I am guessing you would have. The pretty school she showed me with great pride.
themagicaloven
Waa it St. Mary’s Convent?
Dippy-Dotty Girl
You know I have to ask her. She does mention Ramnee. So if it is the same, yes.
themagicaloven
Oh Yes Ramnee and St. Mary’s is same 🙂 What a small world !
Dippy-Dotty Girl
There you go!
thewonderer86
Bobbing boats, Radcliffe and a one-eyed seal – perfect!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hah, you get the drift of my pleasures. xx
Sheree
Your recent posts with their fabulous photos have convinced me we should schedule a trip there shortly. Neither of us have visited Cornwall since the early to mid 70s – yes, we really are that old – after an old school friend moved down there and we visited her a number of times.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
You should never be away a long time from Cornwall, Sheree. I am chuffed that you are going to schedule a trip soon. I can see your beloved and you tripping down memory lane as you walk those narrow lanes and bylanes. Though given the timeless air of these villages, you might find little cosmetic changes? I have no idea. I would know only if you showed me Cornwall in the ’70s. And if you are enjoying life (as you sure are), the years can go by in the blink of an eye. xx
Pooja @lostinprettyeurope
Wow what a charming little place to visit! The cottage where you stayed looks so lovely. And the water looks so blue and clear! Looks like you had some sunny days too. Stunning.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
It is Pooja…do see this part of Britain if you can. You will find yourself swept away upon the high seas of the imagination 🙂 xx
iwannabealady
I love seeing the cobbled streets, stone buildings and quaint cottages in your posts. You take special care in presenting every place that you visit. I love that.
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you Lyz 🙂 It is easy to be lost in the stories that wrap themselves around these little villages, those streets and cottages which make their way into the heart. xx
carolinehelbig
Is there no end to the pretty villages in Cornwall! Your description of the town cut in two by the tidal river, its one-eyed mascot, enchanting old buildings and cobbled streets sounds like a fairytale. I’ll take that fish pie please!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Indeed not. I want you to let this take you to the Cornwall of your childhood 🙂 The fish pie is saying, comee child come.
lexandneek
Just wanted to stop by and say that I thoroughly enjoyed reading your blogpost and smiled at the thought of the landlady who hid a keg of rum in her skirts while people were searching her place for contraband. What a cool headed person! Cornwall looks delightful for its lovely historic buildings, memorial to Nelson (cleverly named seal), and for the seafood. Would love to try one of those pasties!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you as always. The landlady was as cool as a cucumber indeed. Must be to do with all the scones and clotted cream 😉
It is the place of my dreams…Cornwall. The pasties and scones cement the emotion conveniently.
Holistic Wayfarer
Ok, I should not read you when I’m hungry. lol. What lovely pix of the river. I wish I could trust the “fresh” catch out here in Southern CA. The water is not what it once was.
kingajpg
Beautiful photos and words as always! Looks like you had such an amazing time ❤
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you. That is generous of you. It is easy to have a wonderful time in Cornwall 🙂
Virginia Duran
It looks like a great trip with surprisingly? good weather. How were the pasties? By the way, beautiful new design of your blog 😉
Dippy-Dotty Girl
It was Virginia. We have always got a mix of great and ghastly weather down south. The pasties were yum but my what a punch one packs. It is akin to carrying a big something in your pouch like a kangaroo does with her wee one 😛
And thank you for noticing the design and commenting. I am thrilled. How have you been? xx
Calysta Hannah
Beautiful place. Love the photos. Inspiring ?
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Why thank you Calysta 🙂
comfykittea
How mossy those stone stairs are…looks like on Davy Jones’ ship!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Hah absolutely! Jones would have been proud to call it home you would think. xx
comfykittea
I can well imagine ?
equinoxio21
“…while the gentlemen go by…” A lovely verse.
Looking at that place, I had a feeling of… why some of the world do not really understand Europeans. Europe from abroad is seen as all glamorous, worldly.
But no. It isn’t. Those people is the village? Many may actually never have gone to London. 🙂
Do you see what I mean?
Having said that, I would love to spend some time there.
Be good. (And thanks for the tour)
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Yes I do know what you mean. Half of those people in the villages hardly travel. Most of the old people have not and yet they are happy in their own little cocoon of goodness…such beauty at their door. I think you would find it making a little place in your heart even before you know it.
I am not known for being good but one cannot fault me for not trying.
equinoxio21
Then be bad… 🙂
Dippy-Dotty Girl
With gusto!
equinoxio21
All a matter of perspective.
kerbey
I love the way you write–great details!
Dippy-Dotty Girl
Thank you Kerbey. You are most generous 🙂
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