Maiden Castle, Dorset
I roamed around Dorset recently with my children, because for a four- and nine-year-old the very words ‘Jurassic Coast’ widens eyes and creates adventure. We drove to Maiden Castle, the awesomely huge Iron Age fort. It’s nothing other than a jaw-droppingly beautiful link to our ancient past. The fort is very steep but great fun to climb if sheep poo doesn’t bother you too much.
The place envelopes you, you become tiny and the real world, with all its chaos, is pushed terribly far away. My new show is about Horatio Nelson and his lover Emma Hamilton. Admiral Hardy, who famously kissed Nelson on his death bed, was from here so there’s a monument to him which you can climb and get fantastic views.
Now how can I not mention the Tolpuddle Museum? Anyone who believes in workers rights should go and see it all began with the Tolpuddle Martyrs.
Shappi Khorsandi: Mistress and Misfit, Edinburgh Festival Fringe, August 3-27
Whitsand Bay, Cornwall
Last year I needed a break away from the city but didn’t fancy dealing with airports and planes, so instead I decamped down to the South West and it was one of the loveliest breaks I’ve ever had.
Incredible beaches, great walks, truly sexy ice-cream and some of the most spectacular sunsets I’ve ever seen.