Back to my story of `Camelot’ and our visit last week to TTH We have 5 children and we took the two youngest down with us to Cornwall. It must be about 38 years since I was last down there, its changed since our last visit, but not as much as London. Sick of negotiating narrow lanes only to find HUGE car parks at the entry point of each little fishing port, with hoards of ant like tourists, we took the coastal cliff walks instead. We did so on our visit to Tintagel, taking the coastal cliff walk route from near Delabole . Tintagel, the ruin, inlet, and caves systems ARE `magical’. I hadn’t taken any swimwear, but our youngest had brought some along. However once in the water she needed some encouragement , I fell in trying to help, and had to drip dry, on our long walk up to Tintagel Castle Hotel, which I thought might be worth a visit. Passing the front of the Hotel and a line of expensive luxury cars, the place looked quite impressive. We noticed that they offered `The Best coffee in Tintagel ‘ hmmm . Went in, and spoke to a Polish lad on the bar he was wearing lightweight white jacket, that looked smart. I asked `Are you open to none residents ? can we have a couple of coffees please’ He looked slightly bemused, but sat us down inside the main room near the window, and quickly brought us two coffees. Felt a little self-conscious as I had only just dried out, but the everpress trousers had kept their crease, so I looked around, and sipped my coffee. Have to say the main room and dining area beyond seemed to be in good repair, and the paintings O.K. Our youngest daughter, nudged me, pointing just behind me. I turned around to find the polish lad standing behind me, silently. He announced boldly “ Had we heard of the life boat, and would we like to see it ?” Life boat ? I asked him to tell me more, and he talked about a resident artist they had in the castle, and the `life boat’ turned out to be the LIGHT BOX ! I said “ Do you think he will WANT to see us ?” …. I will ask he said. He came back twice, to tell us that we WOULD be seeing the `light box’. Then young Polish woman ( dressed in a White Jacket ) appeared and confirmed we WOULD be seeing a Ted some body or other the artist. At this point we picked up what we thought was the menu, but it was a folder full of people who had seen this `light box’, and their own newspaper with pictures of Prince Charles and clebs on their visits to the Hotel. At this point we wondered what the hell was going on, had we been mistaken for somebody else ? ( no not prince Charles ) The young Polish girl returned and asked us how long we were staying for, and where we were staying. She looked very confused when we told her we were staying a few miles down the road, it didn’t seem to register. She left and returned a few minutes later proudly announcing “ He is here, and he is coming”. Ted arrived in a somewhat confused state of mind, and shook all our hands. When he found out we weren’t STAYING at the hotel, he explained that he was busy at the moment, but we could come back tomorrow at any time. We didn’t return, but took the hotel newspaper with us. Reading it made the surreal experience even stranger. A quick Google upon our return home yielded this site / thread. I have to say we found the Polish staff polite, un jaded almost terminally `nice’. Looking through the newspaper I had John & Irana pegged as sort of Jewish mafia types. We took our `experience’ as some sort of promotional thing that had gone wrong !