‘It’s just a rich man’s playground now’: how St Ives became patient zero of British overtourism | Cornwall
In St Ives, herring gulls dive-bomb for ice-cream and rib boats stalk the bay. I am listening to Lizzy, who lives in a van. As a child she lived on the hill in her grandmother’s house. Her grandmother had five bedrooms and six children: that was her estate. When she died, the house was divided between them. None could … Read more