Remembering two tragedies
After breakfast in my room, I had a leisurely start and left Penzance by foot to Mousehole, not pronounced as it is spelt. I walked through the town, heading to nearby Newlyn, which is a proper fishing village. Along the route was a lovely wide promenade and a Lido, cleverly designed to withstand the force of the sea and heated from a geo thermal spring. It’s called Jubilee Pool because it was built to celebrate George V’s Jubilee in 1935. There was a nice old art deco pub opposite, sadly with the parked cars it was not easy to see its full design.
Along the prom, lots of people were walking, and many of them had black Labradors, which was nice as it got me thinking about the one I know who now lives in Oxfordshire, they contacted me today, I might see them next weekend. I carried on into Newlyn, a smaller conurbation with several buildings with a fish themed rectangular mosaic on their front walls, a nod to its fishing heritage which is ongoing. There was a statue to honour all the fishermen who have lost their lives plying their trade in the seas.
There are lots of quaint houses, some with other plaques on them indicating for example painter who moved to the area or some other local interest. There was always plenty to look it. One house had a telephone box repurposed where recycling donations were accepted, these were turned into objects by the house owner I believe. Leaving Newlyn I followed a quiet road onto Mousehole. There were superb views to Penzance and St Michael’s mount. It wasn’t long before we came across a memorial and then saw the old Penlee Lifeboat station now disused but preserved. I remember the tragedy, there was a national appeal, I did donate some money to my local bank at the time.
Further along there were very small allotments, a lot of them derelict. There was a protective hedge between them and the sea. One person had built this small greenhouse, inside I could see healthy Tomato plants. We then entered Mousehole. It’s a very pretty village with a harbour, there were some expensive restaurants and I was a bit early for the pubs to open. But I found a Pasty and Ice cream parlour and ordered a pasty and coffee. Their internet was down and it was cash only. After paying, a young family came in and she was short of £2 to pay for ice creams for all of them. As it happened I had that amount as change from my transaction so I gave the mother my change. I think she was shocked. I sat down and enjoyed my lunch.






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