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The stone bridge in Boscastle, formerly “Botreaux Castle”, taking its name from the 12th c. motte and bailey castle no longer standing.Making our way to King Arthur’s alleged birthplace. We tend to believe it to be the truth yet don’t ask for evidence!Tintagel bay, at the foot of the castleAround Tintagel castle, where mighty Arthur might have grown up. I imagine some people would end up painters instead, having been exposed to this sort of landscape.First glimpse of Perranporth beach. The weather was getting better, prompting us to push forward.A very Crusoe-esque cave on Perranporth beach. I only wish it had suddenly begun to rain so that we can appreciate its protective virtues more.Back on the hills over Perranporth beach. The breeze was gentle but the clouds were getting ready for a siege.St Ives. No, it’s not the French Riviera, but westernmost Cornwall, where oysters dance and seals tell tales of forlorn pirates.Speaking of seals, there’s one in St IvesA cobbled street in St Ives. It does feel mediterranean at timesAt world’s end… not really, just the westernmost coast of the UK, at the picturesque “Land’s end”. Looking out westward towards the New WorldDown in Devon, the beautiful city of Plymouth and its Barbican waterfront, where the Mayflower is known to have sailed off to America in 1620, carrying the puritans to Plymouth, Massachusetts.Smeaton’s lighthouse on the Plymouth Hoe. Everyone needs a beaconWells cathedral with its Early English façade.Vicar’s close in the shadow of Wells cathedral. It’s the oldest continuously inhabited street in Europe, built circa 1360. Behind me there is the late-Medieval chapel and library with a 15th century façade.Library door on Vicar’s close, Wells. Only the knob seems to post-date the late medieval period.
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