The author Daphne du Maurier began her lifelong affair with Fowey – pronounced Foy – in the 1920s. In those days it was still a hard-working china clay port, but she fell in love with the romantic creeks, the salty fishing quays and the views of pretty Polruan village on the opposite side of the estuary. Visitors are still drawn to these boaty little places, the sublime woodland setting and the coastline. Described as the St Ives of the south coast, Fowey is now one of the smartest, most celebrated harbour towns in Cornwall but, in essence, it hasn’t changed much.
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