Category Archives: Redruth
I was weeding the wild garlic from our front garden this morning when I was surprised and delighted to see some Daffodil shoots, hope for a bright Spring right there in front of me and then, I found three more!
My walk today took me past our Plain an Gwarry, a small amphitheatre, used for small productions in better times. The name derives from Cornish plen an gwari (meaning “playing place”), an open-air performance area used historically for entertainment and instruction.
A lovely friend sends photos of her walks each day and today found this amazing toadstool, which another of our friends says is a Parasol Mushroom. J described it as being, ” Beautiful! Massive toadstool! Looked almost carved out of wood!” I would love to find a perfect specimen like this one.
Simon Reeve’s programme about Cornwall was on last night. It is brilliant. In his own inimitable style, it shows the Duchy, beauty and warts and all and is a very important programme that should be seen widely. I hope you can get it through the red link.
Another gloriously sunny and very cold day and the Collared Doves came together to feed. Collared Doves mate for life. When they have eggs in the nest, she looks after them all day and he returns at dusk to mind them and keep them warm all night.
Our exercise today, the first of lockdown was into town as we had a birthday card that needed to catch the last post. It was so very quiet and eerie with only food shops open and no-one around. The sun was lighting up Pednandrea Mine chimney and a beautiful stained glass window in a nearby church. Perhaps someone local can tell me which one it is.
My lovely Mum was born on Bonfire Night one hundred and six years ago and, as a child, thought that everyone was celebrating her birthday with enormous fires and fireworks lighting up the sky. As I write I can hear the fizz and whizzle, pop and slap of fireworks and the sky is lighting up sporadically. Mum would have loved it as she also loved storms and wild seas.
Here she is with her younger brother, a photo taken about 1920, we think.
Our Welly Dogs have been given poppies for Remembrance Day. Redruth is very proud of its Tinners’ Hounds made by David Kemp. Follow this link to find out more about the sculptor and his intriguing work.
We are delighted with our new Geranium, planted only a couple of months ago. It hasn’t stopped flowering since we put it in the front garden.
We stopped off this morning at Home Ground, our favourite coffee shop in town. We had our coffees and our Portuguese Custard tarts and bought our lunch to take home – a Pepperoni Flatbread to share with a salad and a new cake, like an enormous Jaffa in a sponge with a tart orange filling and a wonderful chocolate ganache on top – and it was vegan. I’m sorry I forgot to take a photo before we ate it all, to the very last crumb! My plate is on the right. I have asked for the recipe but they buy it in so I am going to have to invent something myself. When it works, I will share it with you as it was Amazing!
YesterdayI learned from a friend that our town, Redruth, is twinned with Mineral Point in Wisconsin, USA! We knew that many Cornish hard rock miners emigrated to the states to take their much needed skills and I did a lot of research into that when I was part of the Perthi Kov team putting together our stories from St Euny graveyard for Until the Day Break. I think Wisconsin will have to be on our next US trip, whenever that can be. I wonder if any of my dear Readers are in Wisconsin. That would be really cool!
I am not alone among my friends in having the odd wobble emotionally during this strange period in all our lives and I send my love out there to any of my readers also feeling the strangeness. The following poem of Mary Oliver’s captures the essence of what we all need to do. Go out and sing!
We decided to treat ourselves after working so hard for the last few days so I booked us a table at The Penventon Hotel, just a ten minute walk away. What a delightful evening we had with extra treats of dessert!