
“Where I belong…” by Alan Murton
Empty winter beachebb tide leaves mirrored pools.Lovers stroll, hold hands.Seabirds wheeling high, reach for the towering crags,swoop to foaming surf.gone the summer throng,stretches the endless
Empty winter beachebb tide leaves mirrored pools.Lovers stroll, hold hands.Seabirds wheeling high, reach for the towering crags,swoop to foaming surf.gone the summer throng,stretches the endless
A round trip to Truro, then The Punch Bowl and Ladle at Penelewey, onward to the car park of Trelissick. Finally a visit to the
Beautiful weather again today, quite a few people all out. Nearly all of them being sensible and socially distancing. Yet again I was the only
A short visit to Perranporth today where I stayed well away from everyone. There were loads of people out plus a full car park and
Cousin Jacks and Jills in foreign parts With memories of this Duchy in their hearts;In Philadelphia or Wisconsin, USA,Australia, down Perth or Melbourne wayLiving where Pacific
Thank you to John Webb from the TCA, yes that’s in Canada.
Truro…? How do you say it, and what does it mean? Old memories are dying out: does anyone from the west still tell of the
Cornwall Air Ambulance have today 8th April 2020 launched the Stay at Home Hero campaign, encouraging the people of Cornwall and the Isles of Scilly