Tis another of they there dialect stories from the pen of Trevor Dalley! Mistletoe hung forlorn and naked of its berries from a blackened beam; an open door somewhere caused the log fire to emit an occasional puff of smoke. “Well, if thet wus Christmas we’ve ‘ad it.” Said Joey. The pub was empty except for Joey and…Continue Reading “Christmas Pork”
Although we are unable to establish a firm date in which the following event took place, we can be sure that it was at a time when most people lived religious lives and almost everything they did between birth and death involved the local church or chapel. If however, there was one thing which…Continue Reading “Paddy the Smuggler”
Click on this audio link to listen as you read Shut that Stable Door – ZOOM0158 Or enjoy Bert reciting his poem on this YouTube clip from the Carols of the Roseland celebration at Truro Cathedral in December 2024 Shut that stable door! O God! Why, when I carved estuaries And heaved-up headlands and…Continue Reading “Shut that stable door! – A poem by Bert Biscoe”
A Cornishman’s view of war We wring our hands at the horrors of war but surely history tells us that warfare is a part of mankind’s psyche – there is an ever-present inevitability of conflict. As conscripts or volunteers, our Cornish “Tommies” took up their guns but sad to say their names joined those carved…Continue Reading “No Refuge – Just Refugees – A poem by Alan Murton”
I do swear, that I have not received or had by myself, or any person whatsoever, in trust for me, or for my use or benefit, directly or indirectly, any sum or sums of money, office, place, or employment, gift, or reward, or any promise or security, for any money, office, employment, or gift, in…Continue Reading “The Grampound Potwallopers: Corruption in Georgian Cornwall”
In memory of Captain J S Harris By Thomas Roberts “A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and a loving favour rather than silver and gold.” Our good Captain Harris and friend is gone, To be with Christ his Lord; The fight is fought, the victory’s won, He’s gone to…Continue Reading “In memory of Captain J S Harris – a 19th century poem”