I have a thing for visiting churches when exploring. I would like to think this is not due to any religiosity still dwelling somewhere, staining my windows, as it were. More that they are the epicentre of a community; architecturally, socially, historically and spiritually and for those reasons combined I am drawn to them like […]
Month: May 2016
Zennor and the Mermaid.
She’s pretty hideous. I’ve never understood the stories of Mermaids being buxom, husky seductresses, they would clearly look a hell of a lot more like a human-shaped seal. Mammals require blubber and a fine layer of hair if they live in the sea… not that I was an irritating child to tell stories to or […]
Down West
An impromptu camping trip this weekend. It is May after all. The best month. The urge to go West has been getting incrementally stronger since starting this little project. I cherish Penwith and do not make the surprisingly considerable effort enough. It is a blogger’s paradise, littered with beauty, intrigue and history. So with the […]
Witchcraft and the Luxulyan Valley
Whisperings of dark rituals and black magic run through Luxulyan valley. People talk of unexplained pangs of fear and the feeling of eyes on them at night. This folklore ruminates in imaginations around the area and I distinctly remember hearing tales of nightly processions and carnal rituals deep in the woods when I was a […]
