The Eden Project was well worth a visit. Perhaps we were just lucky, but we were there on a day when there were no warring platoons of commando schoolkids to deal with. Just other fat old gits like me. All the car-parks are named after fruits. We found ourselves in the Plum car-park. On the courtesy bus at the end of the day, there was a lot of confusion among the other oldies about where we were whenever the bus stopped, hence the chanting of "Banana!"… READ MORE.... …