Have Americano and Pen...Will Travel: Roasting in The Terrace, Penzance

Today I'm bringing you the final of my coffee stops from Penzance, after my recent literary festival tour of the South West of England.

The Terrace Café in Penzance was a haven for me for two reasons. The first being that the sun was so hot, I was roasting! I badly needed to find somewhere I could write, and drink coffee, without becoming light headed from the extreme heat and humidity. The second, was that it stands at the foot of a set of stairs that leads to where, 20 years ago, my grandparents used to live.

The first requirement- shade- was easily found. A gorgeous basement, full of eclectic furniture and random book shelves, was a cool haven from the summer sun.

The second factor for me- the need to be near to where my grandparents had once lived- The Terrace is situated at the foot of the steps that lead from Market Jew Street to Bread Street in Penzance- and so to my grandparents old home. I wasn't prepared however, for how being so closed to my past made me feel.