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NEWSLETTER NUMBER 5/11 May 2011

The Royal Wedding

It just has to be first!!

The Cook Book 'dressed overall'

The Cook Book 'dressed overall'

We hadn’t really thought about Friday 29th until Bronwen Rowland asked us what we were doing to celebrate, about three days before the happy event. Unimpressed with, ‘Nothing,’ she then suggested that we host a ‘street party’ and set about organising people, food and drink, and told me in no uncertain terms to make sure that we had the bunting out …

 
The staff 'dressed overall': Becca, David and Emma in their wedding kit

The staff 'dressed overall': Becca, David and Emma in their wedding kit

The flags are ones I’ve had for years. It was good to fly the Red Duster again, even though we weren’t at sea.

 
Hat and cook

Hat and cook

It was Philippa’s day off so she stayed at home and watched the whole celebration on television. We were moderately busy, but still had time to hear a fair bit on the wireless.

A Union Jack hat appeared just after we opened – not prizes for guessing who had to wear it.

 

Closing at 4.00pm, we were then taken over by the party team Mel, Bronwen and Megan. Our dining room was transformed into a ‘street,’ tables were decorated, plates of food appeared, closely followed by the wedding guests, all beautifully dressed and in party mood. The youngest was 11 weeks and the oldest 69.

A good time was had by all!

Setting out the feast

Setting out the feast

A prince

A prince

A princess

A princess

Prince and princesses

Prince and princesses

Philippa in one of Ellie's hats

Philippa in one of Ellie's hats

A great place for a party

A great place for a party

Bronwen in her tiara

Bronwen in her tiara

The hat collector

The hat collector

Princesses in the book room & Aggie patrolling for crumbs

Princesses in the book room & Aggie patrolling for crumbs

 
The Union Jack hat found a new owner ...

The Union Jack hat found a new owner ...

Those of us on duty during the day were able to watch the highlights in the evening, so too did those who had watched it the first time round.

 

Talking to the milkman the next day, we agreed it was an amazingly happy day and that the pageantry was something that we do so very well in this country.

A warm welcome to the FRIDGID COW!!!

Fridgid Cow: ice-cream parlour in St Just

Fridgid Cow: ice-cream parlour in St Just

Claire Stone’s latest venture is to open a wonderful ice-cream parlour in Market Square. It’s exactly what’s needed in St Just and serves the most delicious Roskilly’s ice-cream in tubs and cornets.

 

Family news

Jake took his family down to the southern part of California for the Californian Blacksmiths’ Association meeting, where he had been invited to run a workshop. It was a great success all round. The family loved their travels and there was an excellent response to Jake’s skills in design and forging. Some of his work is displayed on his website www.jakejames.ca

We do miss seeing our lovely grandchildren growing up.

Way down South, Ellie continues to love her life in Brisbane. Every time we speak to her we realise that she is becoming more and more settled in Australia.

It’s easy to understand why our children have left Cornwall and are making their way overseas and it is so good to know that they are happy where they are. Such has been the lot of Cornish families over the centuries and we are so lucky that we can at least talk and email on a very regular basis. Think what it must have been like when, for example, one of Philippa’s forebears walked out of St Just to seek his fortune:

On the 2nd day of April 1849, I left St. Just, to find my way to far off South America; I was almost the first to leave for a foreign land, so a great many came to see me off, to say “good bye”, for they thought I should never come back again.

On the top of Treguney, I turned, like the soldier, to take a last fond look of the old place, with a tear in my eye, I shall never forget it, for I was leaving all that was near and dear to me, to seek a strange land, where no familiar face would meet my eye, where a strange language should fall on my ear, not understood.

His parents would have waited anything up to a year or more just to know that he had arrived safely, not drowned off Cape Horn.

April, the driest since records began

What a lovely month. How lucky we are to live in this beautiful place and wake up day after day to clear blue skies, seas gleaming like polished silver, the scent of gorse, spring flowers blooming along hedgerows and foot-paths.

The school holidays and the Easter week-end were busy. So too was the Royal Wedding week-end. Indeed, we continue to be busier and busier as time goes by.

April Gorse

April Gorse

Ayre Point

Ayre Point

An empty Gwenvyr

An empty Gwenvyr

Friendly Long Horn

Friendly Long Horn

Aggie and Bluebells

Aggie and Bluebells

High Tide at Little Sandy

High Tide at Little Sandy

Thrift

Thrift