And shall Trelawney die... that's what they were singing in Falmouth last night, long after the Oyster Festival was officially over. 'The Song of The Western Men' is recognised by many as the Cornish Anthem and I was proud to stand there, shoulders back and sing loud and proud along with the rest of them, though I can't help wondering how much that had to do with the 'Pear Rattler' we'd been drinking most of the day.
The longer I've been in Cornwall the more I get this feeling that it's a story of The Lady Penrhyn I've come here to write, a story about the first female convicts to be transported to Australia in 1787. Maybe not a strictly accurate rendition, but a fictional, research based tale about one of the 'ladies' who were taken on the 8 month 'cruise to warmer climes'.
Though the story itself didn't take place in Cornwall they have a good selection of research material here, both in The Maritime Museum in Falmouth and also in Truro. Must get over there in the next couple of weeks and take a good look.
First though I need to finish that 800 word thesis on Icarus, not as dry as you might think... at least not the way I'm writing it.
Enjoy the week.
Chris.
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