Cornwall's Hidden History Blog
Old buildings, I feel, always have a certain presence but ruined places somehow even more so. There is a special kind of mystery in a ruined place and I find myself drawn in and pisky-led. My rather over-active imagination can fill these ivy-clad, tumble-down spaces with life and lives that are entirely of my own invention. Maybe […]
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She pulled me up onto her lap and her woollen skirt scratched the back of my bare legs. I looked down at my grubby knees and the bruises like inky thumb prints down my shins. She reached, tired hand quivering, and brought down the photograph from its shelf. The frame was tarnishing, silver turning black […]
Read MoreIf you have read any of my other posts about my Kodak Box Brownie No 2 you will already understand that one of the many things that attracted me to this camera to begin with was how easy it is too use. Some may say it is basic, primitive even. I say it has a […]
Read MoreWhen my grandmother became too old and confused to live on her own she announced that she was going to move to the Methodist home in Falmouth. We tried to persuade her to come and live at the farm with us but she was, as she had always been, determined. Falmouth was the town where she had spent […]
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The names spin by outside the car, Buryas Bridge, Drift, Catchall and then I see the tiny turning that I need and swing the car in, onto the dirt road. This is the track to Boscawen-un, one of the first ancient places on the Penwith that I ever came to. That was probably 20 years ago […]
Read MoreThe Mole . . . absorbed in the new life he was entering upon, intoxicated with the sparkle, the ripple, the scents and the sounds and the sunlight, he trailed a paw in the water and dreamed a long waking dream. The Wind in the Willows: Kenneth Grahame Lerryn is a tiny, tucked away village sitting at […]
Read MoreI was given my first camera aged roughly 8 or 9 years old. It was a Hanimex Auto Grip 110F which took those funny cartridge films. It was small and clunky but I felt so proud that it was all mine! Many of the pictures that I took subsequently, mostly of my cats and chickens, […]
Read MoreSince I found my Brownie camera in a charity shop I have been on a sharp learning curve as I have got to know it and have gradually built up a picture of how this funny black box actually works. I plan to do a couple more blogs on the anatomy of my Brownie and […]
Read MoreI am not even sure that this post needs words. Like all of us all work and no play does me no good what so ever! I am one of those people who loves being busy but has to also make the most of the time off when I get it! For me that usually means […]
Read MoreHelston Flora is one of my favourite days in the Cornish calendar. I have happy memories of visiting as a teenager and more recently helping my oldest friend in her shop for what is just about the busiest day of the year for the town. For the uninitiated Flora day is a celebration of the arrival […]
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