Redruth Railway Station at Night – a poem by David Oates

When the mines closed, men left Cornwall in their thousands, going out literally into the unknown.  Many left from Redruth Station and their heartache is still there.   Clock creeps to midnight Soft sleep its gentle hostage takes Throughout the tired town. But there, where arc of bridge Throws high its granite span The day…Continue Reading “Redruth Railway Station at Night – a poem by David Oates”

Herbert Lean

  David Oates, himself a superb deliverer of Cornish dialect stories, brings us an article about Herbert Lean who he describes as the master storyteller. To back up this claim he includes an audio recording of Herbert telling the tale of the Penponds Outing.   Penponds Outing – Herbert Lean   The dialect stories of…Continue Reading “Herbert Lean”