Cornwall 2012 – St Mellanus, Mullion

As you know, or may have gathered, I like a potter round at church. This is St Mellanus, which dates from the 13th Century.

I don’t think there was a spare perch on top of the church tower.

When Dr Bones, Boots and I arrived the parish coffee morning was in full swing. Boots was very popular.

St Melaine (Latin: Malanius or Mellanus; Cornish: Melan; Welsh: Mellon) was a 6th century Bishop of Rennes in Brittany.

He is the patron saint of St Mellion and Mullion.

We found this statue of Our Lady of Walsingham

….bit were blown away by the Elizabethan pews. They were boarded up during the Reformation iconoclasm, and restored to their former glory in Victorian times.

This slightly older pew end of Jonah and the whale is symbolic of Jesus 3 days between crucifixion and resurrection.

The phoenix is symbolic of the resurrection.

The west door has a dog flap. The shepherds would bring their dogs to church. The dogs would leave when the sermon started!

Boots wasn’t terribly impressed.

Cornwall 2012 – seen in Flushing

Flushing is a delightful little place. It was very foggy, so the place was curiously silent.

I was intrigued by this little door…

…with good reason.

There were all sorts of interesting things…signs…

…fish…

…window boxes…

…cottages…

…window displays…

…and swans.

We came back a couple of days later, and found out that Falmouth was opposite! Dr Bones was rather shocked.

Cornwall 2012 – When the fox preaches, look to your geese!

This pew end, at St Petroc’s in Padstow, dates from the 1530s. It shows Reynard the fox preaching to geese. There is a similar carving in St George’s Chapel, Windsor, and to quote from their site:

The fox represents cunning and falsehood, and the geese the gullible and foolish congregation. The sly fox would lull the geese into a false sense of security with his soothing words, enabling him to make them his dinner. The moral of this story was that foolish people are seduced by false doctrines. In the church, these representations were often used as warnings against the preaching of the Lollards.

Cornwall 2012 – St Petroc’s, Padstow

St Petroc’s in Padstow is worth the small climb up from the harbour.

The present church was built was built between 1425 and 1450, and there were two previous churches on the site.

As is my wont, I had a wonder round the churchyard…

…and there was lots to see…

…including these beautiful weathered stones, which look like modern sculptures…

…and the precisely angled sundial.

Inside, amongst other things was some beautiful glass. I always love looking at the little villages and cities in the background of paintings and glass.

I also found this St Catherine – patron saint of a good friend.

Cornwall 2012 – Marble Arch, Padstow

I took a wrong turning on my way to Padstow church, and was directed through this little alley.

I can’t find anything about its history on the Internet, which a shame…

….as I’m intrigued by this cottage…

…and its sign.

If anyone knows anything, please let me know.

Cornwall 2012 – Mylor Harbour

At Mylor Harbour there’s a yacht club (with a rather nice cafe). I was very interested in this boat cradle.

Much to my delight, we saw a yacht being lifted up…

…up…

…up…

…and out of the water.

I’m not sure what the tractor was there for, as it drove away soon after…

…showing the yacht in all its glory.

This was what it was all about, time for a clean up!

Cornwall 2012 – Trebah Gardens

Trebah Gardens is a magical place, and dogs are welcome.

Our first task was write some postcards. Hurray for address books on phones!

Dr Bones and Boots set off down the valley.

At the bottom of the valley, the garden reaches a beach. The beach was used to rehearse the D-Day landings, it was sobering to remember the men who gave their lives.

The view back up the garden…

…offers a view of the hydrangeas.

Many of them had already turned, but there were still plenty of flowers.

The gunnera had started to collapse, but were still glorious…

…in their prehistoric splendour.

It really was like wandering…

…in a lost world.

Cornwall 2012 – Falmouth

Dr Bones, Boots and I are just back from a week in Cornwall. We stayed in a lovely cottage in Mylor Bridge.

The day we arrived was overcast, but we made our way to the beach at Falmouth. It was wonderful to see the sea again.

It was Boots’ first encounter with sea, and he wasn’t too impressed.

I don’t think this little chap was either!

This labrador loved the sea though 🙂

We then had a quick trip to the castle

…followed by a modest ice-cream.

Places I Love

I’ve been feeling very low today – so I thought I’d take time to remember some of the lovely places I’ve been to. I loved this little folly at Heligan. I’ve always had a good time in Cornwall, but I had a really blissful day here with A., Christopher and AndrĂ©.

South Africa was a troubling and amazing place. Ever wondered why it’s called Table Mountain?

A big highlight for me was meeting Tinkerbell, an orphan, baby hippo. Apparently my scream when I saw her was so loud, it knocked a few satillites out of orbit!

Part of my heart will always be in the Scottish Highlands and Islands. This is Dun Carloway broch on Lewis.

When ever I can I try and make it to Fountains Abbey. I can’t put my finger on what it is, but something about the place speaks to me.

However, the place that is really special is Milford Sound. A. and I went to New Zealand on honeymoon, and despite being eaten alive by black fly had an amazing time. If I could be any where on earth I’d be there – where glaciers and rain forest meet.