Our holiday contained all the usual stuff, cream teas, long walks, paddling on the beach, gin, country houses, and for me, there was, of course, plenty of family history research.
One of the first places I visited was Tresillan, a place where we had a funny experience at a cousin's christening many years ago. Tresillian Bridge, the site where Sir Ralph Hopton's royalist forces met Thomas Fairfax's, is directly opposite the chapel where the christening took place, from here, giggling at the memory, I able to take new photographs to update my collection, but sadly it was raining. In fact, it more than rained, that day Storm Brian turned up so my photos are on the dull and dreary side. We also attempted to visit Lostwithiel, another Civil War site, but the weather was so bad that we left that for another time.
St Columb Major is an ancient town that was once destined to be Cornwall's county town but thank goodness it lost out to Truro. This was a blessing in disguise, I don't like to think what would have happened to the town's 14th-century church, the narrow windy streets and the wonderful architecture if a vast cathedral was built there. As time moved on all the fantastic tiled fronted houses would no longer exist all would have been replaced with the horrendous luminous signage that graces the shop fronts like Costa and Macdonalds that we see so much of today - that would have been tantamount to sacrilege in my eyes.
To end I can assure you that the youngsters of my family were not forced to partake in all activities of 'grave world' as they call it, they did what the young do, they cycled, donned wetsuits and yes they drank that awful coffee you get in paper cups with plastic lids - the traitors!
Well, that's my blog on my holiday, I hope you like my photographs, now I must get on with writing up my findings.