An Alturnun Academic Arguing Attic ArtsBodmin Bully-Boys Booking Beds for bards.Cool Chaps from Camborne Catching the Coach for Brittany…Deacons from Doublebois Drowning their own litany…Emmet
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
My father’s family fished out of Porthgwarra, near Land’s End, for at least three generations and they knew that area of cliffs, rocks, tides, and
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
When did you first realise that the years you have lived through are “History” to others? The shock hit me in my forties when I
For over two-hundred years Dolcoath Mine, in Camborne, has been a by-word to the Cornish. The expression: “Deep as Dolcoath” is not merely used to
St. Blazey Gate Methodist Church which was built in 1824 stands on the left-hand side of the road from St. Austell to St. Blazey at
The year is 550 A.D. (give or take). A Celtic princess, young and beautiful (all princesses are beautiful – this one probably red haired with
A poem written by Jill Biddle with scans of the original photos by Terry Harry of Padstow’s Obby Oss. Hopefully it will remind everyone of
Thank you to John Webb from the TCA, yes that’s in Canada.