I wake up at 7am and go for my morning run, which is a pure joy now that a network of natural footpaths have been laid for people who love to explore the local area without the worry of cars or buses. 

I get home, get ready for my day and pop the dishwasher on, followed by the washing machine. This is all free as our solar panels and accompanying battery power everything.

The kids and I cycle to Kilkhampton to drop them into school. Their school day now consists of a variety of classroom lessons and practical sessions including working in the huge greenhouse and polytunnels at Kilk School and looking after the veggies grown there. They often come home with bits for us and both lunch and dinner are provided with the food the school grows. The kids also bake bread, cakes and take part in preparing meals to give them vital skills for the future.

I cycle into Bude and leave my bike in Crescent Bike Park. I meet up with a few friends and we spend some time working in the community veggie garden, taking a portion of the fruits of our labour to the Bude Food Bank before stopping for coffee and cake in one of the many amazing cafes that line the high street. It’s a sunny day and the tables and chairs spill out onto the large pavements, with an assortment of trees dotted along the high street.

I cycle home for lunch and begin work, preparing for our stargazing guests arriving this week, then cycling back to Kilk to pick up the kids from school.

As night falls we prepare the telescopes and the stars begin to come out in small clusters.

By midnight it is pitch black thanks to the new dark skies initiative and the view above us is astounding. We teach our guests the wonders of the night sky and help them to take incredible pictures of deep sky objects not visible to the naked eye. They go to bed exhausted and happy, as do we!

As I walk towards the town, I hear the hum of conversation interrupted by a fit of giggles as a toddler group and residents share stories, snacks and games in what used to be the car-park of Red Gables care home. Later today, Charlotte and Leo (16) will visit to interview Gail (87) and Philip (93) about their working lives, for their living history course at school. And, here comes Mary (100 next week) returning from her trip down to watch the sea crashing over the breakwater.  The trishaws have really made a difference to the older people of Bude.

In and around Bude, the indoor market, community gardens and orchards are thriving and today I am visiting the hub (home of many community assets such as the repair workshop, library of things and skill share zone). I am returning a large cake tin I’ve borrowed and am booking out one of the town’s shared vehicles for one day next week as I will be visiting a cousin who lives off the beaten track, for her 90th birthday celebrations. Most people decided, several years ago, that private car ownership, which had seemed essential before 2020, was an outdated idea.

Cars, tools and toys are not the only items which are being shared; there’s the team which matches keen gardeners with people whose plots are now too large for them to cope with and a very sensitively managed ‘Homeshare’ group – enabling older people to stay in their own homes by providing accommodation for someone who give them 10 hours of household tasks and/or company per week in return.

In the hub today there are several workshops and groups including:

• Martin (90) – showing a group of bee-keepers how to make a straw skep to catch swarms.

• Sarah (33) – has organised a children’s clothing swap event

• The Innovators Circle (all ages represented here) is generating ideas for presentation at the monthly Funding Bid fair.

Stopping to talk with a young couple I had not met before, at one of the Penny Lunch tables, I was delighted to hear how well they had settled in to the town. Hafiz and Adira both work with hemp. The crop is growing very well here, now that it has been legalized. New hempcrete buildings meet all of the exacting standards for energy efficiency, are cheap to build and very comfortable to live in. And, the Hemp battery factory is providing excellent job opportunities too.

Walking back through the nature reserve I am enjoying the birdsong and to thrilled to see so many froglets! I don’t know why there was so little amphibian life there before 2020 but it is good to see them there now.

Walking up the hill towards home, past productive gardens where cars used to sit, I see notices inviting people to a pot-luck lunch at the weekend. Should be fun!

 

I still live in Widemouth Bay (house fortunately isn’t threatened with flooding due to improvements to the catchment area feeding into the stream next to our place put in place a few years ago) but we still do most of our activity in Bude.  

As I drop down into Bude on my bike I think back to how busy the roads used to be and how thankful I am that roads are here now primarily for pedal-power.  I ride past what used to be The Crescent car park – a large expanse of tarmac packed in the Summer months but empty most of the time.  It used to be bordered by FOE-tended beds but was offered up to the community a few years ago.  

People of Bude got together and decided they wanted an area they could congregate in with friends and family.  It’s a beautiful haven of edible beds, nut trees for shade (and food!) in the Summer, willow dens for the kids to play in and a boules/petanque area for the adults and kids to play on, surround by benches for onlookers.  There are permanent tables with chess boards and other boards games set into them and people love coming along for a get-together.  There is also a small paddling pool for the little ones and many Mother and Toddler groups now meet here rather than in a hall as there is so much more to do and fresh air to enjoy.  

This once unloved car park has become the much-loved Community Hub.  One of the most used areas is the ‘amphitheatre’, covered with a ‘sail’ to protect from the rain or sun.  All year round there are discussion groups, talks, music or poetry concerts, craft workshops laid on for free, food preparation and cookery demonstrations, community pot-luck lunch events and a real exchange of ideas and information that attracts people all year round.  Once a month, there is a the Bude Citizens’ Assembly – this is how the town decides for itself, democratically, what happens in Bude.  The discussion is open, reasoned and non-combative – after all, we all want what is best for the people and environment of Bude.

I leave my bike at rack here – it was decided a few years ago that the town centre should be pedestrianised.  At the ‘coach park’ at the town end of the Community Hub, the park and ride bus drops people off.  There are parking areas near the A39 for anyone coming into town, not only has this freed the roads up but it’s so much easier than dealing with traffic, parking, etc and is a free service.  For anyone unable to walk, there are teams of rickshaw riders (with electric bikes – it’s hilly!) who ferry people to stops around town.  Riders can be tipped but essentially the team is made up of people who want to ‘work out’ and volunteer for a shift once a week/month – whatever they want to do.

I walk up through town, still a one-way system but the pavements are wider now – the single roadway is for the rickshaw riders during the day and shop deliveries before 9am and after 5pm.  Queen Street was renamed Green Street a few years ago and this is completely pedestrianised with trees and edible beds running down the middle, plenty of benches and play equipment dotted around.  It’s become a thriving retail area with plenty of pavement cafes serving refreshments.

I wander up towards the Co-op but stop off before that at the new indoor market.  Remember it used to look like this?!  What a waste!!  

 

It’s now a thriving market place for local producers of all sorts – I love the variety, colour, smells but the best thing is knowing the sellers and the ‘back-story’ to the things I buy, I feel so much more connected to what comes into my home.  This is what makes us feel grounded – localization!

After picking up a few essentials I head up Broadclose Hill and on to the Community Garden at the top of town.  This is getting really well-established and people love coming to lend a hand whenever they can – whether that’s once a month or every day.  We are growing all sorts of produce and it’s so rewarding, not only seeing the crops grow but the growing sense of community.  Families on low income have a supply of healthy, affordable, locally-grown food but there’s enough for everyone who takes part of enjoy a share of the harvest pretty much year round.  And it tastes so much better than the stuff we used to get shipped or flown in from all round the world – crazy!

Once I finish my stint at the Garden, I head back home on my bike but I’m back later in the evening for a gig in the Amphitheatre.  As I leave it’s getting on for midnight and the Bude Stargazers are just setting up next to the canal.  You can either bring your own telescope or borrow one.  The group started as a knock-on from the successful ‘Lights Out’ campaign which means there’s not a single (public) light on in Bude between midnight and 5am.  On a clear night the stars are so bright, now that there is no light pollution, and lots of people have taken up the hobby.

Hobbies in general are on the increase – there is so much more on offer and ways of getting to know people with the added benefit that loneliness is decreasing – people have more free time because of the new Slack Working Time Directive.  The same work gets done but people generally job share, their income supported by Universal Basic Income.  

To be honest, UBI doesn’t actually need to be very much since public transport if provided free (so many people live happily without the expense of a car) and we just realised we didn’t need all that stuff that used to be pushed on us – consumerism, sounds ridiculous now!   

 

It’s like we were walking around in a fog, unable to see what was staring us in the face.  ‘Stuff’ doesn’t make you happy – community, relationships, friendships, purpose, working together – these are the things that make us feel connected, valued, cared for and happy.

These are some of the changes that have helped to strengthen Bude (I can’t even remember all of them!) but they have also helped us feel better connected to our environment.  Nature is no longer ‘controlled’ or pushed out, it’s very much part of our town and surroundings.

Kids love being out of the classroom more and taking nature walks – they appreciate instinctively that we are dependent on the whole of nature and that we need to live within our means – nature is not there to be exploited – we live harmoniously and respectfully.

The air is so clear now that carbon-based transport is almost a thing of the past.  And the local energy network (using solar, wind and tide) provides all of Bude’s needs – we are not only proud of our self-sufficiency but feel blessed that we are not dependent on polluting fuels coming from other areas or countries – that would make no sense anyway when we can harness all the energy we need right here, it just took us a bit of time to set up and help from funding bodies.  Now it’s here, we never need to worry again that we’ll be at the mercy of the ups and downs of global supply and prices.  Our world anyway no longer revolves around oil – after the Great Pause of 2020, we all made great strides to wean ourselves off oil and gas, leaving it where it belongs (in the ground) – we have a better sustainable supply now.  And we have made great progress in the amount of energy we need with passive houses being built and older houses better insulated.

What a day, what a town, what an amazing place  

 

I’m starting out on my daily dog walk and as I leave the house I notice the birds singing and look up at the trees that are planted all along the pavement. The pavement is much wider than it was before and there are no cars parked along it. People have also removed most of their tarmac drives and reclaimed their front gardens for plants and hedges.

I walk along the road and make sure the dog doesn’t get in the way of the cyclists, skateboarders and children playing footie in the street. There are very few street signs now so the streets look less cluttered and with 10 mph speed limits its much safer for people on foot and cycling.

In past times, many of the houses I passed on my walk had signs on them indicating that they were holiday rentals. Those signs have all gone now, since restrictions were placed on converting homes into holiday accommodation. Houses are occupied by families. 

Most houses with suitable roofs have solar panels on them, and you can see the air source heat pumps that were installed across the country during the 2020s. This change was made once homes were properly insulated and draughty windows and doors replaced or repaired. Sneaking a peek into back gardens I can see that most people have water butts and a home composting system.

Before I leave my road I take a look at the Street notice board to see if there are any events happening or anything people want to barter or give away. We’ve pretty much abandoned Facebook for our street information as it seemed so much more personal to write things out by hand. It also gives people the chance to incorporate some artwork on their notices. I take a quick look into the book swop box just in case there’s anything there I want to read.

There are more children about as I walk through the town. Children don’t start school until they are 6 and parents have much shorter work days so they generally look after their kids until then. However Grannies and Granddads still play an important role in children’s lives and because we now have a Universal Basic Income, people can afford to do caring activities. When the children go to school, much more of the school day is spent outside exercising, playing and gardening. School uniform is not very practical for those activities so it’s been abandoned by schools now. 

Older children are able to attend the local FE college as these have opened up in most towns. As well as academic courses, both youngsters and adults can attend re-skilling courses where they can learn how to garden, do woodwork, basic DIY skills and how to repair things. There’s also plenty of arts, crafts and exercise classes to join.

Further into the town I walk past the local office hub. Workers who don’t need to be at their workplace can work there. The building allows people from a variety of companies to work together in a lovely open plan office full of natural light and plants. A lot of people prefer this to working from home, as they feel a bit isolated when they do that. The hub also houses the volunteer centre and the library of things so it’s always busy.

I then go past the local shops and artisan market. The market has low cost and short lease space available for any local traders who want to set up there. The traders have created the Bude kite mark scheme so that people know their money is staying local. Home deliveries of online orders are banned now because they caused so much extra traffic, so parcels are delivered to a central hub in the town and people walk or cycle there to collect them. Local shops are allowed to do home deliveries and there is a pool fleet of small electric vehicles they use for this.

Then it’s off past Bude Train Station (the railway was reinstated in 2025) and onto Efford Down and Compass Point. This is now a wildflower meadow with a few paths mown through it. It’s even more beautiful than before. When I get to Compass Point I look south and can see the Bude wind turbines. The Big Field Wind Farm project was belatedly given planning permission in 2021 and now Bude is virtually self-sufficient in electrical power. I think the turbines are beautiful too as they represent our move away from fossil fuels and our new energy resilience – a true community asset.

I can also just about see the community garden and well-being centre. Everyone realised in the 2020s that a large part of the answer to the mental health crisis was about re-connecting with nature and giving life meaning and purpose. The garden also helps us to keep physically fit, eat well and have a local source of seasonal vegetables.

I continue my walk along the coast path to Upton and then to Widemouth. Then I decide to get a coastal hopper bus back into Bude. These are free electric buses which run along the coast path and enable people who want to walk the path to leave their cars at home. Beach users also get the buses to drop them off and pick them up, so the big beach car parks have disappeared, with cafes, gardens, paddling pools and play areas replacing them.

All in all a lovely walk full of fresh air, beauty and community. What a place to live, work and grow old in!

 

When I wake early to the sound of bird song I arise and brew tea from home grown and dried herbs. It’s very quiet around here now as most of the tractors and large farm machinery became too expensive to run 20 years ago and there has been a return to using horse and human power to grow our food; whole communities share the work and the harvest. The acres of grass I remember from my younger days are now replaced with orchards, forest gardens and areas set aside for wildlife – it’s not uncommon to hear the slap of a beaver’s tail upon the many lagoons they have created in our region. Many people now have micro-hydro turbines in the streams and river that have been renewed thanks to the rewilding of our uplands and head waters. In all areas the natural bounty of nature has been increased and wildlife has returned.

After breakfast of home-grown nuts, oats and local unpasteurised milk I go out to the altar in the garden where we daily remember the species driven to extinction during ‘the madness’ as we now call it. Most folk have one of these and also honour the heroes who fought and died bringing the change we all needed. May day has become the annual festival of earth renewal  once again and as we give thanks for the sheltering arm of Mother Nature, we also give thanks for all those many lives spent creating the bounty we now possess.

Today I am working with a community team to scythe a field of oats grown by our neighbour so I peen, sharpen and prepare my blade. When my oats are ready for harvest a group of mowers will reciprocate the favour so that all the harvests are safely gathered in communally with lots of merry making and laughter; quite unlike the lonely lives led by farmers during ‘the madness’. The harvested oats are taken to the locally restored water mill to be processed.

Meanwhile Diana, my wife and local herbalist is harvesting important plants needed to make medicine to ward off and cure the recurring viruses that still from time to time re-emerge to remind us that we must never again so badly abuse the fellow creatures with whom we share this planet. She will see patients in the afternoon but luckily most folk enjoy good health now that diets and exercise have improved The removal of chemical toxins from the environment and the eventual eradication of escaped genetically modified plants has dramatically reduced disease incidence and greatly increased dietary health. Growing our food in organically enriched soil means that most plants are naturally healthy now and the use of pesticides is banned.

In the afternoon I go over to one of our new neighbours, a climate refugee from a country that became a desert during ‘the madness’ and which will take many generations for nature to heal. He is most welcome in our community as we always need more hands to build, repair and harvest. A number of us are helping him build his new home from local materials – basically a cob house with better understanding of passive solar, water retention and insulation. Most people have abandoned the old poorly built homes which were hard to heat and contained many toxic materials in favour of these older ways –‘ancient futures’ as my mate Bert says! While there I here news from the coast that continued sea rise has overtopped the futile sea defences and that the old beach front of Bude is now an estuary. The valley behind is becoming salt marsh which will be rich with wildlife soon and this idea of managed retreat is now widely accepted as the benefits of these newly developing habitats is recognised

In the evening we cycle into town to take part in the celebrations at the planting of the new community orchard as the original one has been swamped by the rising sea. Nevertheless the idea of that original planting is honoured as it has become recognised as one of the many early signs of the changes we needed to make, and it seeded many other outcomes. Whilst there I am reminded that tomorrow is the meeting of our monthly citizens assembly and as a representative of my village I need to attend. We arrange our affairs bioregionally now with little reference to any central powers to ensure long term thinking which cares for people and the natural planet. ‘Politician’ is now a term of ridicule referring to those who in the past sought to enrich themselves and gain power over us for their own ends. The emergencies caused by ‘the madness’ soon revealed their utter failure of care for others and their ‘solutions’ caused more harm than good. In the ensuing chaos local communities had no choice but to manage their own affairs, and soon found they were much better at it anyway. Citizen assemblies arose spontaneously in response to the crisis and now we will never allow ourselves to be led by their like again. Now we try to plan for seven generations ahead and ‘think like trees’ as my friend told me.

Lastly as I go to sleep I give thanks that I have lived to see these days of hope and renewal knowing that future generations will live in a better world.

 

I set out from home to visit Mum and Dad at their place at Lynstone, I waited until lunchtime – it’s spring tides this week and it’s a long way round at high tide these days. There’s still a ford and causeway across where Nanny Moore’s Bridge used to be, but you can only use that at low tide. I’m going down through town ‘cos there’s a couple of things I need to pick up on the way, otherwise I’d probably go Killerton Road way and use the old railway bridge. Years ago, when the canal was still full of water, I’d have had to go across Falcon Bridge, now it’s filled in that’s not a problem. With all the sediment pouring in from the catchment it was costing more and more to dredge, so when the breakwater breached and the lock was washed away in the big storms of 2027 the whole thing was pretty much abandoned by Cornwall Council. Now it’s basically a long wetland in the winter which dries out in the summer. 

As I walk down Broadclose Hill I think about how different things are now. Back in 2020 – the year of the first real pandemic – most of these houses had two if not three cars in the garden. The gardens were mostly driveways then, or decking or ornamental plants – now they’re all growing food. Now that so few people have their own car – there are a few from the car share scheme dotted about – no-one has a ‘driveway’ anymore. Electric bikes have meant that the hills around here don’t put people off riding like they did when it was all pedal power.

There’s a communal garden on the corner of the street – years ago it was a cinema, then a bus depot. When the Covid-19 pandemic struck it had just been demolished and was about to be turned into a hotel, but tourism never really got back to how it was and the last thing we needed was another ‘chain’ hotel. So after a couple of years lying empty, nature started to take it back and then it was fully reclaimed by the locals as a garden. There’s load of these dotted around and people that live near by just pitch in to keep it going. There’s an overall plan so that the right things are grown in the right places, this is a proper sun trap so we tend to grow stuff here that would have been more at home in southern Europe. There’s some orange trees, grape vines, loads of tomatoes, peppers and herbs. On a stall out front the things that are ready are in baskets, I take a couple of peaches and some peppers, Mum and Dad’ll appreciate them.

Next, I pay a visit to Dave at the home energy shop next door, Dad’s got a funny grinding noise coming from his wind micro-wind turbine. It’s not urgent as they don’t really use it much in the summer, but it’ll be worth getting it checked out before the autumn storms arrive. Dave says he’ll pop round next time he’s up that way. Most people on the edge of town have a small wind turbine, they’re fairly low tech and can be maintained or repaired easily enough. The grid is much more geared to local production and local use these days and people are much more aware of how much energy they use. 

 

I feel blessed, I live a life currently that was nurtured and conceived by my parents. They spent their lives growing, recycling, refilling, observing and learning from nature and obtained their dream by moving from a one bed flat in Crystal Palace and eventually after many stages ending up on a smallholding in Cornwall being as self sufficient as possible.  My world now, is dominated by the farm, remembering those values and ethics instilled in me, my role is to ensure that my daughter, now grown up and with a young family of her own, and her peers benefit and learn from it’s abundance. The smallholding is 10 miles outside of Bude and so much of my world revolves around the small parish in which it sits, feeding and supporting the local community. Having gone through Coronavirus and several other similar viruses in the 2020’s, people have reconnected with the land and more specifically local farmers. I spend much time welcoming people to the smallholding at the monthly community ‘bring what you can to share’ feasts and on regular visits to learn about how the livestock and the plants work together in a supportive cycle. In the past there had been a lot of focus on eating meat and climate change, this prompted me to look at more ways of growing crops for our animals. We’d always mixed our own livestock feed and grown some of it. We experimented feeding oats, grown and milled on the farm fed alongside pasture. Pigs thrived on it and this we continued so we are now self sufficient in food for livestock.

Growing up the local farmers have always supported one another with tool and labour sharing but this has now grown and myself and 4 others have formed a co-operative which aims to supply seasonal produce to feed all those living within in the parish boundary. In return some people pay, some people give time, some people barter. Surplus goes to Bude Market – stalls are given on a first come first served pay what you can basis and amazingly this has worked and not just turned into a massive free for all car boot sale.

Bartering, something I remember featuring heavily in my childhood but which was seen as a side hustle or ‘black market’ is now considered a key part of the economy, as is the community owned Bude bank, which runs it’s own currency alongside regular fundraising and fund giving open nights lending money to local businesses or giving grants via Bude Business Angels. Again, grants can be money, time, machinery loans, labour …….

The smallholding always had a campsite and is still linked to the tourism industry, but this has changed dramatically as travel within the UK has increased. We are sited on the route 27 South West bike path and have a small bike repair and off grid bike bunk house on site for people to stop over and visit the farm. Cycling has increased, originally spiked by the 2012 Olympics, several lockdowns encouraged people to get back on their bikes for exercise and bike touring has become much more popular. and stops like ours are common and accessible.  Bude is mainly pedestrianised or electric car/bus lanes only and the bike route links directly to cycle routes throughout Bude and it’s neighbouring villages.

Introduced by the local council and supported by businesses, businesses have been encouraged to carbon audit themselves. We participated in this scheme and found it really useful to benchmark including against each other. This again brought different elements of the community together and competitors became collaborators as it  provided a useful forum and supportive community to share ideas, costs, guidance and work together to reduce our reliance on oil as a group.

 

My daughter’s family  lives on the farm with me. This would of been unheard of, but there has been a cultural shift in thinking about family and how we care for each other. These new values have been recognised in planning permission which supports sustainable family living, which in turn improves mental health and lessens the pressure on the NHS, as the family  is a supportive care network for both young and older members. The family have added to the farms value and introduced a forest school for young and old and therefore not needed to move away as would of happened in my generation. Initially the forest school was supported by the local community who bought ‘shares’ in it to increase childcare provision in the parish. 

With the importance and value of food production recognised, alongside the other income streams the smallholding is able to support the entire family and is linked to much of the local community . I think all this, as I sit in the evening sunshine, at a ‘feast’ discussing parish/council business of developing a community wood – not like those days when meetings had to happen by zoom – and above the talking and laughter I hear the birds calling everyone to bed and I feel blessed.

 

I’m sitting on the bank of the Neet , killing time before meeting up with friends from my old Extinction Rebellion days.  We have all stayed in touch and still enjoy reliving our finest moment when, in 2021 we were invited to take part in the slightly delayed COP26 summit in Glasgow where it was unanimously agreed by all governments that it really was time to ‘Tell the Truth’ and meet our three demands.  Most of us carried on being heavily involved with helping change our community and we still run the odd regenerative culture workshop and use our hand signals at meetings!

I’m enjoying the sound of birdsong in the sunshine and admiring the beautiful display of native wild flowers that now flourish where once there was nothing but manicured grass and regimental flower beds.

I’m watching the crystal clear water flow freely when once it barely trickled and was often contaminated with slurry from the local fields.  It was amazing to watch the local farmers embrace the changes brought about by the huge decrease in meat consumption and the rewilding of so many of those endless fields of chemically enhanced grass.

My house is no longer surrounded by large dairy farms. Without the diesel guzzling tractors and miles of black plastic farmers recognised that things didn’t have to be that way.  They went back to smaller, mixed farms.  They now produce good quality organic food following permaculture principles and much of their produce stays within the local community following the establishment of numerous food co-operatives whereby people agree to pay up front, at an agreed price which is fair to both parties.  My farming neighbours now look back at those days of being enslaved to the supermarkets with both horror and disbelief.  How did we ever let that happen!

I walk and cycle more since the town became pedestrianised but today, having spent too much time daydreaming by the river, I jump on one of the free electric buses that run through town and connect Bude to the surrounding villages and hamlets with a reliable hourly service.

I hop off the bus at the covered community market and regenerative culture centre.  This is situated on the site of the old B&M store which closed in 2022 shortly after our Prime Minister, Caroline Lucas and Chancellor Kate Raworth, introduced tariffs to be added to imported goods to account for their ‘true cost’ eg.  their transportation, environmental impact and the working conditions of the maker.  

My friends and I eat lunch at the ‘pay what you can afford’ board game café in the regen centre.  We chat and reminisce whilst around us people of all ages struggle to remember that, really ‘it’s only a game’!!  We pay for our lunch with our Bude pound debit cards and I pop in to the regen centre where I volunteer with a group who run ‘wean yourself off of social media’ sessions.  Kids started learning this stuff in school back in 2021 but their parents are still not quite over their addiction!  The centre is powered by wave power using the new technology developed on the back of huge investment in green energy following the collapse of the oil industry in 2020.  It is fortunate to have lots of volunteers since the introduction of the Universal Basic Income allowed people to take stock a bit and find ways of providing not only for their own family but for the community as well.

I pick up stuff for supper from the ReFill Shop and community market which operates from the building once occupied by Lidl.  I like shopping here because so much of what is on offer carries either the ‘Best of Bude’ or ‘Keep it Kernow’ certification mark and the prices are reasonable, especially if you use your Bude pounds!

As I wait under the green roof of the bus shelter to catch my bus home I remember how lucky I am to live here and, with the benefit of hindsight, how fortunate we all were that the Coronavirus crisis back in 2020 gave us the shock we all needed; JUST before it was too late….