The author enjoys walking the South West Coast Path to St Ives, appreciating its beauty and the local scenery. While reflecting on experiences in various countries, they find solace in St Ives amidst global chaos, noting the contrast between locals and visitors. Encounters with well-rounded travelers provide a sense of hope and humor in life’s absurdities.
Category Archives: Cornwall
The Little People
Photo by Zhen Hu on Unsplash Once upon a time, under a red capped, white spotted toadstool, sheltered by a fallen oak tree riddled with the bore holes of wood lice and beetles, in a green fern shaded glade in the woods near Penponds, lived a Pixie tribe headed by a matriarch called ‘Joan of the Wad’. JoanContinue reading “The Little People”
Kernow
In a surprise move today the inhabitants of St Micheal’s Mount have declared Independence from Cornwall, in what they call a Kerexit. The new country of ‘Kernow-on-Sea’ will be created and passports issued to those citizens that have sentience, a bit of cash stashed away, and all of their toes. It is rumoured the passportsContinue reading “Kernow”
Spingo?
As the sun sets slowly over the clear sea blue horizon in the West, the tin mine faeries emerge from the inky blackness of the old worn out shafts of Penwith, blinking into the twilight. They hold candles powered by starlight, and they dance as light as a dragonfly’s wing from one fern to theContinue reading “Spingo?”
Looking After Your Ring. 