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Monday, 21 March 2016

Cornwall: Missing Mevagissey


A walk before breakfast on a bright and sunny March morning. 

The fishing harbour of Mevagissey - as a young boy, my first template for fishing villages. 

An archetype revisited after 65 years...a Hardyesque experience.


















"Those were the years when, at night, you looked out at the bay, you would often see a hive of little golden lights, moving like glow -worms upon the water: the Mevagissey fishing fleet out. One never sees them now". A.L Rowse, A Cornish Childhood, 1942.

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