It is so good to come home! We have been in the big city for the last few days – so to come home to fresh air, peace and quiet and the beauty of Cornwall is quite something. We enjoyed our adventures but it is so good to come home. Please enjoy the gallery below giving you a taste of Godrevy and the sea.
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I love the bell tower on Tresillian Church.
What glorious glass – blue, red and patterned, for my projects! It’s much brighter than it looks here. Now it won’t only be the up-cycled jewellery but the glass is being up-cycled too – so excited. I hope cutting it isn’t any harder than the usual cutting. Roll on Saturday to take the glass out of the frame….. I can hardly wait!
Our Dearest friend, Kath, for whom this blog is written and who died far too early, had, with her husband, a house in Meysaac, France. Following the rather lovely French tradition, explained below, she used to give me a little bunch of Lily of the Valley each year on May 1st or, if we weren’t together, she would send a card. In her memory, several years ago, I planted Lily of the Valley in the wall garden at the back. This is the first year they have produced more than a few blooms.
According to French tradition, give those you love a little bouquet of Lily-of-the-Valley (Muguet), to wish them happiness and good luck in celebration of the arrival of spring because on May 1st, 1561, King Charles IX of France received a lily of the valley (or Muguets in French) as a lucky charm, and thereafter decided to offer one each year to the ladies of the court. Dear Readers, please accept this little flower in the spirit of La Fête du Muguet.
Winnie the Pooh always gets it right!
A few weeks ago, a lovely friend saw the poster below, advertising a play that had been written from one of my Dad’s novels – The Fate of Jeremy Visick
I saw the play last night and was moved to tears by this production. The interpretation of the story, the bringing up-to-date of elements, the cast – especially the two amazing 11 years olds who played Matthew and Jeremy – the music, the use of technology, the very cleverly designed set all combined to make an unforgettable evening and one which my dear Dad would have been so proud to know about! I sat there almost bursting with pride that all those people were there, on stage and in the audience, because my lovely Dad had written this story! Thank you to Judith Nicholls and to all involved. Let’s hope it can be put on again. It deserves a much wider audience.
I made a Turkey and Leek pie for dinner tonight.
I visited the display of my glass in The Craft Collective while in town on Saturday! I’ve up-cycled lots of the bits of sea-glass, earrings, bracelets and other beady bits that friends have given me and have lots more for the next series that I have started already.
To my delight a small parcel arrived this morning. I knew what was going to be inside as one of my Dear Readers had very kindly offered to send me some sea-glass and here it was! The colours are so delicate – whites, greens, some blues and a precious bit of red and another of turquoise. The darker colours are shades of green when held up to the light.
I set to straightaway to make a new piece of my stained glass project adding the sea glass as well as up-cycling some jewellery that I had found in a charity shop. It needs some refining but here it is. Huge thanks to Judith and her thoughtful generosity.
It’s a full moon tonight and high tide was about 5pm so we went to see the waves at Portreath, always at their best at full moon. They were magnificent!
This morning I received a message with an attachment – “Found this tonight at my mum’s house” and there was a letter I had written to a pupil in 1992. I used to write to each pupil at the end of our half-term Anthology project rather than ‘grading’ the creative writing into which pupils had poured their ideas and their energy. He tells me that he still has the Anthology too and is going to scan it for me.
Yesterday the lovely Mr S dropped his wallet in town and though we retraced our steps there was no sign of it. However, the woman in the charity shop said a ‘genuine looking’ couple had been in to ask if she had just had a customer who may have lost his wallet. They said they would take it to the Police Station, only there isn’t one in Redruth. The wallet had been a present many years ago and had inside a David Hockney painting, ‘Arrival of Spring.’ It was much loved and had cash and cards in it.
This morning we re-traced our steps again, looking in windblown corners, up alleyways but to no avail. (All the cards were cancelled yesterday.) Then, just after lunch, we had a phone call from the couple who had found the wallet. They had tracked Mr S down through the telephone directory and we went off across town to pick it up and to say the biggest Thank you! It revives one’s faith in the honesty and goodness of our fellow humans.