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I'd say it's worth a look, certainly a nice wee Sunday run for you. There wasn't much else in Blackwater when I worked at DP's other than the pub across the road (where I got my daily nasty pasty) and a caravan site at the top of it, but that was quarter of a century ago. I went there because I followed a crazy girl I was in love with who was a nurse at Treliske. It all ended in tears a year later in Plymouth, havn't been back since.
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