Shall we hold our vegetables?

We’re from Porthcurno Telegraph Museum. People don’t realise how significant Porthcurno is to the history of communications – the first ever message was sent by telegraph in 1871 between Porthcurno and Bombay. It… Continue reading

Hurdy Gurdy Woman

“You look completely beautiful. Can I take your photo?” “Oh! Yes of course. I like your look too. I’m crap at summer.” “What is that thing you’re carrying?” “It’s a hurdy gurdy.” “Oh,… Continue reading

That’ll cost you 5p

“How would you like me, darling?” “How would you like to be seen?” “Drunk, normally.”   .    

Paying it Forward

“I used to be a bank manager and now I’m a support worker for people with learning disabilities. Banking has stopped being about people and now it’s all about targets and paperwork. I… Continue reading

Everything’s alright

“It’s still some hot, isn’t it – the grass is going to need cutting again soon.” “It must keep you busy looking after these grounds. Have you been a gardener for long?” “Yeah.… Continue reading

Life’s too short to not be in Cornwall

“I was drawn from over there to the glory of your hair. Can I take your portrait?” “I’ve had loads of compliments for my hair today. I think it’s because the sun is… Continue reading

A pain in the face

“Would you mind me taking your photo? My blog responds well to a good beard.” “No problem, although the beard’s a pain in the ar – a pain in the face.” “I detect… Continue reading

Upside-Down Management

“It says ‘part of the family’ on our badges, and that’s not just the usual management garbage – it actually IS a family business with a family ethos. Did you see that documentary?… Continue reading

Bieber fever

Me: “You look cool in those safety glasses.” Colleague: “Yeah, like Morrissey.” Me: He’s far too young to know who Morrissey is. Karl: Yeah. Not Morrissey – Justin Bieber. Me: Justin Bieber? You… Continue reading

Through Bodmin town a-riding.

One of Bodmin’s Helliers showing no signs of fatigue despite spending all Bodmin Riding day taming the beast and crawling the pubs in the scorching sun. “Through Bodmin Town a-riding we will go!… Continue reading