Soup night was wonderful and raised £1,000 for tonight’s good cause.! The following poem was perfect for the night.
We had a few hours in Truro between appointments today, 9 am and 12 noon, and visited the Museum and Art Gallery where there is a new exhibition I’ve been wanting to see, Art Any Way.

In the gallery was one of David Kemp’s Tinners’ Hounds, known affectionately as Welly Dog (See here for our very own Welly Dog), work by Terry Shaul, Julian Christophers (a favourite local artist) and many more. Enjoy this small selection from the gallery.
When we arrived there was a family sitting on bean bags and story telling going on in front of a very beautiful paper sculpture. Not wanting to take photos of strangers or disturb the scene to ask, here is the paper sculpture and I leave you to imagine the lovely scene we came across.
After a quiet day recovering form the last few days, we are just home from the Hall for Cornwall where we saw Private Peaceful by Michael Morpurgo. Some words from the theatre blurb –
“Benjamin Cain, rising star and recent graduate from the BA Professional Acting course at Bristol Old Vic Theatre School, will make his professional debut in this acclaimed one-person tour de force as Tommo Peaceful. Adapted and directed from Michael Morpurgo‘s novel by Simon Reade, the production sees a single actor conjure an entire world of characters, landscapes, and emotions. At once heartwarming and heartbreaking, Private Peaceful is both a moving family drama and a powerful reminder of the human cost of war.”
The young Benjamin Cain is an incredible actor. This is his first professional performance and he fully deserved the standing ovation at the end of the one act play. It’s on for one more night in Truro. If you are local, don’t miss it. There are tickets left.
The last three days have been a whirlwind of appointments and tests and all is now well. It seems I have had a TIA, a minor stroke that has no lasting effect and is why I had to miss singing yesterday. The NHS have been wonderful from Specsavers on Wednesday afternoon, the GP on Thursday morning and the Consultant this afternoon. I can’t believe the speed with which I’ve been seen and looked after. It’s been a bit scary but I now have medication that should stop any recurrence. However I can’t drive for 28 days as ,despite meds, the next month is a bit iffy. My lovely Mr S is happy to drive me around and friends have offered lifts . All will be well.
On the wall in the hospital entrance is a remarkable piece of ceramic art, ‘Custom House Quay’ by Peter Wright.
For a treat afterwards we went to the bookshop where I found three books to buy and then to Fat Face where I found a sweatshirt which really ought to become the uniform for those of us who volunteer at Roots!
After a delicious breakfast with delightful company in the Mylor Cafe, we headed to Truro to do some banking business and to visit the cathedral for a new large-scale textile exhibition Threads Through Revelation by artist Jacqui Parkinson. It’s only there for a few days from September 3 to 5 so if you are local you have a chance to see this remarkably beautiful work.
Regular readers may remember the exhibition of Jacqui Parkinson’s other work which I posted about here. It’s worth going back to. https://mybeautfulthings.com/2025/07/09/exhibition-at-truro-cathedral/
Here is today’s gallery with the information on the right hand side. Click on any photo to see the exquisite detail and read the information.
Another icon has gone – RIP Gloria Steinem, feminist, activist and journalist.
We parked for Truro halfway up Chapel Hill this afternoon and walked into the city, a route I took many, many times as a youngster when we lived on the hill.
We passed a feather, caught in a hedge of Escallonia, spotted the name of our town, Redruth, on a short drain runway across the pavement and finally, the house we lived in, where there were flowers for sale with a piggy bank for the honesty payments.

In Truro this morning I was very taken with the beautiful hanging baskets. On the way home, we admired a couple of the many baskets in Redruth from the car.
A lovely warm afternoon invited us into the garden with ice creams.
There are so few butterflies in our garden this year but today there was a Meadow Brown. You’ll have to look carefully to see it in the (rather dry) grass.