A delightful parade with the theme of Light, Father Christmas in his green outfit, our small town bursting at the seams, my choirs singing and the lights switch on, followed by the Wassailers – what a splendid evening!
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One of my photos has been published today in The Guardian on their weather pages! I am over the moon! You can find the original here.
Walking through Penryn today, I was drawn to a lovely red door with a wreath of autumn leaves.
One of my favourite shops has a new mural, a winter one replacing the sunny, summer one. I love seeing them. The artist is Elizabeth Perry.
Dawn was gorgeous! I love this time of year when we can see beautiful dawns without getting up too early!
We spent a very happy couple of hours at the Cornwall Diversity Food Festival, meeting lots of new people and trying lots of different and very delicious dishes.Cornwall Diversity Food Festival – 18.11.17, Truro
Afterwards we took A to Trelissick where the view just took her breath away, much to our delight.
Supper was a Yottam Ottolenghi recipe for Roasted Cauliflower Cheese and it was scrumptious.
It has been a very grey day today and I have finished my scarf!
There are fireworks going off tonight, a little odd for Armistice day I feel, but fun to watch if not to listen to. I took the photo through our bedroom window.
I was a teenager when my Uncle Norman, my Dad’s older brother, gave me a volume of Siegfried Sassoon’s poems.
I found them very moving, clear to understand and perhaps they helped form my pacifist outlook. One of my favourites was
Everyone SangEveryone suddenly burst out singing;And I was filled with such delightAs prisoned birds must find in freedom,Winging wildly across the whiteOrchards and dark-green fields; on – on – and out of sight.Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted;And beauty came like the setting sun:My heart was shaken with tears; and horrorDrifted away … O, but EveryoneWas a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.
The Suitcase Singers, with whom I sing every week in Penryn, were invited to sing at a wonderful Wedding today. Our singing was all a surprise for the Bride! It was a fabulous occasion and greatly appreciated which was lovely.
Their Wedding Cake was a wonder to behold – a cake made of cheese!
The rain fell but it marred nothing. The view is still lovely even in Cornish rain.
We didn’t do the Pilgrimage from Wheal Bassett Stamp House to Wheal Euny and down to the Church but waited in the mizzle at St Euny Church for the singers and walkers. The rain was such that the rest of the event, some scheduled for outdoors, was all moved into the Church. Mining Memorial Sunday is to recognise the history and the importance of our town and surrounding areas in the mining of tin and copper and to give thanks. Perthi Kov, our small theatre company who put together ‘Until the Day Break’ (lots of information elsewhere in my blog) were asked if any of our characters would like to reprise their story telling to help bring the history alive. Three of those stories which involved miners taking their skills abroad were retold and were very well received: Mary Angove Gill whose story I researched and wrote, J W Goldsworthy, whose story I researched and a colleague wrote and Catherine Tonkin Burrowes and one of our singers reprised the final song which the congregation joined in with. It was a very moving service followed by Cornish Pasties and a Cream Tea!
We liked the final hymn which we hadn’t heard before, the last verse in Cornish being sung with particular gusto!
After getting thoroughly wet, though not as wet as the walkers, and then chilled in the Church, we have spent the afternoon cosied up in the sitting room, stuck into our books. I am re-reading The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley – just as good this time around.
I promised you pictures of the desserts I made for our party yesterday – Chocolate Torte, Lime and Ginger Cheesecake, Blackberry and Peach Roulade and a Big Bowl of Berries in my Granny’s soup tureen. There weren’t any leftovers!
The house is full of Golden Flowers!
We have been to a party this evening in Carn Marth where the company was delightful, the fire raging and we saw a Buzzard as we were leaving.