Monday, March 16, 2015

Cornwall 1910 - Finished at Last!

Started in late October, now done in mid March, The story of Rose and Victoria's springtime holiday to St. Ives in Cornwall in May of 1910 - the waning years of the Edwardian Era. Each spread in accompanied by a journal entry written by Rose that tells of their adventures of that particular day.

May 17, 1910                 
St. Ives, Cornwall
Arrived this morning after taking a night express down
from London to Penzance and then boarding a small train
up to St. Ives.  We are staying at Gull Cottage, just a short
walk from the High Street and the shore is nearby also. 
The mornings early chill has turned into a warm mid-day
with a delightful sea breeze. Spring blooms are everywhere,
 carpets of bluebells visible from the train windows as we sped
through the countryside, and it seems every house and shop has
hanging baskets of beautiful flowers in bright colours.
After luncheon, will stroll down to the sea to spend a

lazy afternoon reading and maybe some watercolours.

May 18, 1910
Rode on a very tiny train to Porth Kerris today. A fishing
 village clinging to the sea cliffs, with very steep lanes
leading down to the sea front.  We watched the fishermen
 bringing in their catch of pilchards.  Wandered through
 some intriguing tide pools full of small crabs and bright
 seaurchins.  A well respected potter has his shop here and
 we spent some time perusing the pieces on display.
I decided on a lovely sea blue vase, and, Victoria  a set of
delicate candlesticks in a soft ivory.  We dined on fresh
 caught crabs and a fresh baguette from a bakery next to
the restaurant,  surprisingly with a real French baker! 
Following an afternoon of exploring the surrounding woods
 and countryside, we caught the last train back to St. Ives.
I am writing this just before supper.  We are going to the home
 of Mr. and Mrs. Trevethin, friends of Victorias parents who

insisted we look them up while in St. Ives.

May 18, 1910 (late evening)

Mr. and Mrs. Trevethin were delightful!  They welcomed
Victoria and I so warmly and we felt at home in a trice.
The supper was rather topping a creamy clam chowder,
Followed by fish in a lemon dill sauce that was light
and piquant, accompanied by new potatoes and fresh
baby peas (from Mrs. Trevethins kitchen garden.  We
Londoners tend to forget that Cornwall is blessed by
the Gulf Stream and Spring comes much earlier here at
Lands End.  We have even seen palm trees!  Over coffee
the Trevethins talked to us about things to do during
our time here in St. Ives.  More tomorrow, dear journal,
but fresh sea air and good food have rendered me
exceedingly sleepy. And so to bed!

May 19, 1910

I am lingering over tea here in the breakfast room at
Gull Cottage. Our hostess, Mrs. Trelawney, is an excellent
Cook and her scones are light as air.  Victoria has stepped
out to the High Street to find some beach shoes nothing
she brought along is doing the job.  I took the chance to
stay and write.  Soon I will go out to the garden and
paint awhile, the flowers are brilliant and several
birds come to the feeders that are scattered around.
Mrs. Trevethin told us of a marshy area a little ways
out of town that is teeming with herons, egrets and

all sorts of water fowl.  We plan to ferret it sometime soon.

More tomorrow as Rose and Victoria continue their joyous holiday!


  1. Love, love, love it!! One of my favorite places in the world (it's on my bucket list), and in such an enchanting era!
    Well done!

  2. bobbie- Cornwall is magical! It was so much fun creating this, and as you say an enchanting ear.

  3. Such a light hand you bring to the story, as though Rose and Victoria don't quite tread the pathways but drift just above them in fairy-made shoes. I would happily share every meal with them, then spend the rest of the hours gazing at the sea. xo