Henry Sewell Stokes Portrait by Edward Arthur Fellowes Prynne (1854–1921). Courtesy ArtUK – owned by Truro City Council and hangs in their Council Chambers. Susan Coney, researcher and writer, devotes much of her time to all things Cornish. Here she turns her attention to a man who is arguably not as well-known as he…Continue Reading “Henry Sewell Stokes (1808-1895)”
The Cockpit Chapel Bert Biscoe brings us another of his poems, this time with Truro’s rich religious history in mind. A passing thought behind Trurra Cathedral The first signs of pretention came In the eighteenth century When the burghers granted permission For a spire to cap The miserable chapel…Continue Reading “A passing thought behind Trurra Cathedral – A Poem by Bert Biscoe”
Delabole Slate Quarry Alan Murton is in east Cornwall and brings us the story of a Cornish icon – the Delabole Slate Quarry. Most of us have heard of it, some have seen it, but a pound to a penny there’s something new to learn from this graphic article. Standing at dawn with thousands…Continue Reading “Delabole Slate Quarry”
Joseph Emidy’s Memorial at the Seafarer’s Mission, Falmouth The fascinating story of Joseph Antonia Emidy has been mostly gleaned from the autobiography of one of his pupils, the Cornish-born politician and slavery abolitionist, James Silk Buckingham, who wrote about Emidy’s life up to 1807. Others have written about him, mostly using Buckingham’s material, and…Continue Reading “Joseph Antonia Emidy”
Following on from his initial outline of the project, David Bickley continues with some news of progress in the production process. The brilliant, hard-working Adrian Rodda has finished our epic verse for this unique audio visual project and production continues at a “fair auld lick” (despite the weather!). This poetic endeavor seems to have started…Continue Reading “OLD GODS (The Tinners Way), production update”
David Oates has provided us with a fair numbers of articles and now we include one of his poems which clearly found him in relective mood. Godrevy was Camborne by the sea and in my childhood days it seemed as if we lived there – every day seemed fine, every sun-filled moment was…Continue Reading “Godrevy Days by David Oates”