-Here I was, dancing the Conga, just like Fred insisted, with the hip thrust and click, rather than one, two, three KICK - and bingo, found out that I too was losing pinned-in false curls, destroying my coiffure. (Mr. Fred does it once a month, you know, whether tis needed or not, and since it was Christmastide, he put extra grease in as well.) Well, that edifice came rapidly apart, especially when I snapped my head back. One side was rather elegant, with all my hair pinned up, and t'other, flying, tumbling locks, and curls extending past my shoulders! Very haphazard! . Then I realized, it was the bewitching hour, and time to depart! . Not quite like Cinderella - not a'tall. We took our leave of all our friends, both old and new, and wished everyone the Merriest of Christmases, and all the Joy in the New Year their hearts could hold. Then the girls and I - along with the indomitable Shadow - climbed into an aptly named dog-cart, and the trusty pony conveyed us straight into the Boulders, I believe, out on the Bodmin Moor. T'was rather dank and chilly, as fog had formed in the low-lying areas, so sounds were muffled, and seemed to come from every direction; from somewhere, two owls boomed out their mating calls to one another, while a fox stepped silently and smartly across our path, then stopped and turned right toward us with a rather smug look on his face. He paused a full moment, then turned back and trotted off at a brisk pace, disappearing softly into the fog. When we reached the proper area, we decamped from the cart, and strode over to the absolute center of the stones, then waited. Sure enough, the "special balloon" (aka Tardis) suddenly appeared. The doors opened, we stepped in, and zippety-do-dah, we were home! Just in time to smell those ginger cookies baking, and complete wrapping presents. Oh dear! Just noticed the Truffles I started making before going on our adventure aren't finished! Does anyone know how to temper chocolate for those wonderful, hard, shiny outer shells? HELP NEEDED HERE!! Bet my father-in-law enjoys his present - a jar of scrumpy!!! My sister will receive the combs I wore in my hair, now that Mr. Fred's work has been undone, and for my husband, some real, antique leg irons, for his collection. You folks certainly do know how to throw a party!!! Till next year, m'dears. Julianna and the Girls, plus Shadow, a wonderful black cat > Date: Tue, 25 Dec 2012 00:17:53 +0000 > From: olifant@optushome.com.au > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - Conga Line - 1, 2, 3 kick ! > > Always happy to help damsels in distress :-) > a peck on the cheek is reward enough ! > > Now to do the Conga ... 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry wyrm, tatties were lovely) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Messers Astaire) > > With all these boa constrictors floating through the air you'd think we > were in the Congo :-) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Guv'nor) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (I think I remember Gregory Peck from previous parties !) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (which version of the Hallelujah Chorus would that be ... > from this era, or some distant future / alternate universe ?) > > 1, 2. 3 kicking exuberantly (why has everyone else left the dance floor ?) > > perhaps I could do the Can-Can if I hitch up my potato sack so it is > likened to a Scottish kirtel ? > > yeeeeeee-haw !! > > On 24/12/2012 18:06, hlmw wrote: > > Part of my red feather boa is missing .. hmm. Being full of Scrumpy and > > Afro-dizzy-act I have decided to change my attire for something more > > suitable for the dance - a ballerina skirt in layers of gold netting covered > > with golden LED lights that light up whether there is sun or not. I will > > glow for miles. The top is barely there, a couple of more LEDs and that is > > that. I will change my jewel-studded Cowgirl Hat for a Sapphire-covered > > Tiara that will flash as I twist and turn on the dance floor with each man > > as he flits by, but first I must do the Can Can ( my speciality) to liven up > > the ballroom. People on the spaceship will think I am a lighthouse... aha, > > here we go... grab the skirts, fling them from side to side, leg up above my > > head and twirl.... to much applause. Now for the splits - down we go, > > oooooooooooh, I can't get up. Thanks Ed, I am glad you are here to help. 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Good evening Joan Thank you for your recipe I will try it out on my tour New Years Eve as I conduct tours for our local Council and New Years is a big tour I cook for up to 50 people. Hope you are enjoying your party. Merry Christmas Hazel

Good evening everyone Firstly I would like to thank all of the wonderful people who over the past year have helped me with my queries on research it has made it easier. Julia and her team have kept the entries on the "East Briton & Cowall Advertiser" coming and I have enjoyed reading them so much especially when I could go further and research some of the convicts mention. One person I am deeply interested in is JOHN K LETHBRIDGE as I actually live in a district of Blacktown named Lethbridge Park which was part of the original Lethbridge/King land. Congratulations on the work and the time you have donated to it. I also a couple of years back had a book launched on William Lawson Esquire who found a path with Wentworth and Blaxland over the Blue Mountains. One of William's granddaughter's married Christopher Lethbridge and I have wonderful bits and pieces on him and the family. I will get some of Arthur's recipes to you soon as I know he would love to have you try them I have just finished making for Christmas our families Brown Bread pudding as my son's and sister love it do you have this on occassion? Again I would like to wish you all a wonderful Christmas and New Year. Enjoy your party and keep an eye on those prisoners. Sincerely Hazel Ps: Will try to get some recipes to you tonight. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Ed" <olifant@optushome.com.au> To: <cornish@rootsweb.com> Sent: Monday, December 24, 2012 5:55 PM Subject: Re: [CORNISH] party 2012 > Oh blessed Wyrm ... I am looking forward to the barbeque ... and perhaps > you could burn us a few potatoes in their jackets ? > > On 24/12/2012 05:38, Julia Mosman wrote: >> Ah Connie - Dick and you are just in time! We're having a bit of >> refreshment, along with, or all things, Lardy Cakes! (They do sound >> wonderful, what with the dried fruit and exotic spices.) >> >> Dick does the best 'disjointed' or 'Eccentric' dancing I've ever seen, >> except for Ray Bolger, of course. (Once in Love with Amy...) And his >> spirit is so light! Just the perfect treat for a chilly Cornish evening, >> before the dancing starts anew. Perhaps some of the Hobbits can teach him >> a jig step or two & he can reciprocate. He's so handsome, if he stands >> under the mistletoe, bet the ladies line up to kiss him!! >> >> And you look divine, my dear. Pray tell, where did you obtain your >> attire? Paris? The two of you should look magnificent swirling across the >> floor. >> >> Have a bit of Roasted Beast, courtesy of the Wyrm; he's a master >> barbeque-pit man, it turns out. The trifle disappeared early, so have an >> orange as well. Isn't it a delicious Christmas treat? >> >> Have promised to bring a plate of food to the bandsmen outside - tah for >> now! >> Julianna and the Girls, + Shadow, the really noble cat >> ---------------------------------------- >>> From: dccows@comcast.net >>> To: cornish@rootsweb.com >>> Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2012 18:31:38 -0700 >>> Subject: [CORNISH] party 2012 >>> >>> Dick Vandyke and I have been wondering around and finally found our way >>> out >>> of the maze of tunnels to the party. It all looks so inviting and >>> everyone >>> seems to be enjoying themselves. Come on dick lets join the dancing, >>> isn't >>> the band great! Dick said he wants to entertain at the next break, that >>> will >>> be a great treat. 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Hello Joan et al, Lardy Cake recipe for anyone who would like to try it. Best wishes to all for a very Happy Christmas. Corinne. > Hallo Hazel: > > You mentioned Lardy Scones, which I haven't had, but when I was a child and used to go to my great grandmothers house, she used to make Lardy Cakes which were out of this world and my mouth is watering as I think of them. You mentioned Constantine and that's where my ancestors are from, though they attended church in Mabe because it was nearer and that's where they are buried. I am going to make a large batch of Lardy Cakes for the party! > > Best wishes, Joan Lardy cakes Ingredients For the dough 170ml/6fl oz milk 40g/1½oz unsalted butter, cubed plus extra for greasing tin 340g/12oz strong bread flour 1 tsp salt 2 tbsp caster sugar, plus extra for dusting tin 9g/¼oz dried yeast 1 free-range egg For the lard and sugar mix 200g/7oz caster sugar, plus extra for sprinkling on the cakes after baking 250g/9oz lard, cubed ground cinnamon, to taste 150g/5½oz mixed dried fruit (currants, raisins, sultanas), soaked in a little water Preparation method Heat the milk with the butter until the butter has melted. Remove from heat and let it cool to 45C/113F. Meanwhile mix the flour, salt, sugar and yeast in a mixing bowl for a freestanding mixer. Beat the egg into the milk, then pour the liquid gradually into the flour mixture and mix into a dough that is not too sticky - you might not need all the liquid. Knead the dough in a freestanding mixer with a dough hook for five minutes. Cover the dough with cling film and set aside to rise until double in size (about one hour). Meanwhile for the lard and sugar mix, combine the sugar and cubed lard to form a soft paste. Add ground cinnamon to taste. Preheat the oven to 200C/400F/Gas 6. Line two baking trays with baking parchment. Line 10 chefs rings, 8cm/3¼in diameter, with parchment paper, then butter and sugar the paper and set aside. Cut the dough into 10 equal pieces, weighing them to ensure they are the same size. Roll each piece into a ball with your hands, then roll out out each ball into a 14cm/6in circle. Brush some of the lard and sugar paste on the top. Fold an edge of the circle to the centre, rotate and repeat so that a small hexagon is formed. Roll out to a 14cm/6in circle again. Repeat for all 10 and set them aside to rest for 10 minutes. Once rested, brush on more lard and sugar mix and sprinkle on the dried fruit. Repeat the folding into a hexagon procedure. Place each hexagon into a chef ring on the baking tray, with the folded sides facing up. Cover in cling film and set aside to rest until double in size (about 40 minutes). Brush the lardy cakes with milk and place in the hottest part of the oven. Bake for 20 minutes or until golden-brown. Remove from oven and rest them in the tin for 15 minutes. Turn out the lardy cakes and sprinkle a mix of half sugar, half ground cinnamon on top of the lardy cakes.

Oh Lorna you look so out sanding in that get up! Slow down we can't keep up with you, my skirt is too tight. I should have put on one of those short skirts like the girls wear. Well I'll just have to hitch it up to keep up. It's time I get Dick to retrieve Chitty Chitty Bang Bang so I can get home. Now where has he got off too. I'm going to be with family for tonight and tomorrow, nothing like family this time of the year. I'd like to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year. Connie in Utah where it is trying to snow.

Part of my red feather boa is missing .. hmm. Being full of Scrumpy and Afro-dizzy-act I have decided to change my attire for something more suitable for the dance - a ballerina skirt in layers of gold netting covered with golden LED lights that light up whether there is sun or not. I will glow for miles. The top is barely there, a couple of more LEDs and that is that. I will change my jewel-studded Cowgirl Hat for a Sapphire-covered Tiara that will flash as I twist and turn on the dance floor with each man as he flits by, but first I must do the Can Can ( my speciality) to liven up the ballroom. People on the spaceship will think I am a lighthouse... aha, here we go... grab the skirts, fling them from side to side, leg up above my head and twirl.... to much applause. Now for the splits - down we go, oooooooooooh, I can't get up. Thanks Ed, I am glad you are here to help. Now I am covered in burned potato skins with a few red feathers ... ah, well... who expected Gregory Peck? Following my dazzling performance on the dance floor I have been asked to sing the Hallelujah Chorus all by myself. How delightful, it is thrilling that people remember my past performances. JohnO would never let me sing, only hum softly. The parrots, in their little Fred Astaire attire are gathering the animals, (Yes, even the Wyrm) all wearing their feather boas, out on the dance floor for the Conga Line... there they go ... Ay, Ay, Conga... 1 and 2 and 3 kick, 1 and 2 and 3 kick - Ay, Ay, Conga! I think we ought to join them...

Hello Julia I never actually met him we corresponded for quite a number of years and yes Arthur was a character. His business was at Constantine his father's business started out in Penzance and then he went to Wherry Isle. I will check Arthur's recipes I remember one he sent as before leaving for Oz my mum used to give lardy scones and ecles cakes which I love this is one of the recipes he gave me. I have some photos and certificates etc of my grandad and his family if your organisation collect them which I am only to happy to scan and share. Also it took me a long time but with the help of grandad I know who our lady was who moved the lanterns at Lands End to sink the ships for their bounty I am most happy to share anything. When I get home today I will see what I have and send some of Arthurs recipes for you. Please tell all to enjoy their Christmas season and the New Year you will receive more emails later today. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU Hazel in Blacktown, NSW

Hi everyone I am of Cornish descent my family were from Penzance, Madron and Newlyn and the Scilly Isle being the Guy family. My 2nd cousin Arthur Basil Tonkin died in 2002 and until I started reading over the last week your wonderful stories and descriptions I was not aware of how I not only have missed Arthur wonderful letters I received from him in which he would lapse into the Cornish dialect and give me the English meanings. Adding some wonderful descriptions of Cornwall as I came to Oz as a child in 1957. One of his favourite items was due to his trade he was a baker as was his father James and I have a couple of recipe's he sent me here in Oz. The other was he would send me verses from headstones in his local cemetery. I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and New Year looking forward to more posts. Merry Christmas Hazel in Blacktown, NSW

Oh blessed Wyrm ... I am looking forward to the barbeque ... and perhaps you could burn us a few potatoes in their jackets ? On 24/12/2012 05:38, Julia Mosman wrote: > Ah Connie - Dick and you are just in time! We're having a bit of refreshment, along with, or all things, Lardy Cakes! (They do sound wonderful, what with the dried fruit and exotic spices.) > > Dick does the best 'disjointed' or 'Eccentric' dancing I've ever seen, except for Ray Bolger, of course. (Once in Love with Amy...) And his spirit is so light! Just the perfect treat for a chilly Cornish evening, before the dancing starts anew. Perhaps some of the Hobbits can teach him a jig step or two & he can reciprocate. He's so handsome, if he stands under the mistletoe, bet the ladies line up to kiss him!! > > And you look divine, my dear. Pray tell, where did you obtain your attire? Paris? The two of you should look magnificent swirling across the floor. > > Have a bit of Roasted Beast, courtesy of the Wyrm; he's a master barbeque-pit man, it turns out. The trifle disappeared early, so have an orange as well. Isn't it a delicious Christmas treat? > > Have promised to bring a plate of food to the bandsmen outside - tah for now! > Julianna and the Girls, + Shadow, the really noble cat > ---------------------------------------- >> From: dccows@comcast.net >> To: cornish@rootsweb.com >> Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2012 18:31:38 -0700 >> Subject: [CORNISH] party 2012 >> >> Dick Vandyke and I have been wondering around and finally found our way out >> of the maze of tunnels to the party. It all looks so inviting and everyone >> seems to be enjoying themselves. Come on dick lets join the dancing, isn't >> the band great! Dick said he wants to entertain at the next break, that will >> be a great treat. There is nothing like a good old Christmas party in >> Cornwall. >> >> Connie in Utah where they say we will have fresh snow for Christmas >> >> ------------------------------- >> Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. >> >> Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Ecles cakes !! Oh I do love them Mistress 'azel (Ed tugs his forelock) Indeed I do (Ed looks as soulfully as a Labrador expecting a special treat) (slightly off topic, but when I was a lad, down Bristol way, in Zoomerzet, I was introduced to the Goons on that infernal steam driven wire less radiophonic communication device ... and every time I had an ecles cake I would think of Eccles and his great (in seemed to come up in every broadcast) line "'e's fallen in da water") On 23/12/2012 23:14, Hazel Magann wrote: > Hello Julia > I never actually met him we corresponded for quite a number of years and yes > Arthur was a character. His business was at Constantine his father's > business started out in Penzance and then he went to Wherry Isle. > > I will check Arthur's recipes I remember one he sent as before leaving for > Oz my mum used to give lardy scones and ecles cakes which I love this is one > of the recipes he gave me. > > I have some photos and certificates etc of my grandad and his family if your > organisation collect them which I am only to happy to scan and share. > > Also it took me a long time but with the help of grandad I know who our lady > was who moved the lanterns at Lands End to sink the ships for their bounty I > am most happy to share anything. > > When I get home today I will see what I have and send some of Arthurs > recipes for you. > > Please tell all to enjoy their Christmas season and the New Year you will > receive more emails later today. > > MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU > > Hazel in Blacktown, NSW > > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Ah Connie - Dick and you are just in time! We're having a bit of refreshment, along with, or all things, Lardy Cakes! (They do sound wonderful, what with the dried fruit and exotic spices.) Dick does the best 'disjointed' or 'Eccentric' dancing I've ever seen, except for Ray Bolger, of course. (Once in Love with Amy...) And his spirit is so light! Just the perfect treat for a chilly Cornish evening, before the dancing starts anew. Perhaps some of the Hobbits can teach him a jig step or two & he can reciprocate. He's so handsome, if he stands under the mistletoe, bet the ladies line up to kiss him!! And you look divine, my dear. Pray tell, where did you obtain your attire? Paris? The two of you should look magnificent swirling across the floor. Have a bit of Roasted Beast, courtesy of the Wyrm; he's a master barbeque-pit man, it turns out. The trifle disappeared early, so have an orange as well. Isn't it a delicious Christmas treat? Have promised to bring a plate of food to the bandsmen outside - tah for now! Julianna and the Girls, + Shadow, the really noble cat ---------------------------------------- > From: dccows@comcast.net > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2012 18:31:38 -0700 > Subject: [CORNISH] party 2012 > > Dick Vandyke and I have been wondering around and finally found our way out > of the maze of tunnels to the party. It all looks so inviting and everyone > seems to be enjoying themselves. Come on dick lets join the dancing, isn't > the band great! Dick said he wants to entertain at the next break, that will > be a great treat. There is nothing like a good old Christmas party in > Cornwall. > > Connie in Utah where they say we will have fresh snow for Christmas > > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Dear Connie: Oh, thank you for bringing Dick and I shall give him a great big kiss! can't wait for him to entertain us. As for your snow in Utah, we in your neighbour state of Colorado will be sharing it with you, supposed to start tomorrow and go on through Christmas Day. Hope your brought your horse! Best wishes, Joan - usually in Colorado but dancing and carrying on in Bodmin Gaol right now!

If it be aphrodisiacs you be needing ladies then it is the mint that you doth require. On the other hand should the menfolk be a bit frisky, then the valerian will calm them down again. Ed, be sure to tighten the bed cords under your mattress - thus you can sleep tight. Actually Mrs P is feeling quite sleepy - she likes her mattresses stuffed with lades bedstraw to prevent bugs. Mistress Agnes -----Original Message----- From: Joan in Colorado Sent: Sunday, December 23, 2012 5:57 PM To: cornish@rootsweb.com Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 Lorna, so glad you found the bottle we left. Mistress Whatsername had added a cupful of aphrodiasics to it, so mind how you go! Best wishes from Duchess Daft - now sitting on the wsard's knee in a dark corner!!! ------------------------------- Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

In my bescrumpied state I was not too sure who it was that was on my knee !! I vaguely recall that on several occasions betwixt polkas, reels, line dances and stuffed tongues that both knees were entertaining comely bottoms and bum rolls. I think I met Lorna Doone from 'ereabouts ... 'cause I recall at one stage when I was sitting down and the room was still someone saying something like "he's as limp as Lorna you know" and at another time there was a sciencey discourse between my aching knees about the efficacy of some potion that was to make Africans dizzy. Well what I surely know was that I was quite dizzy and quite often it seems . . . . I do know that there was much dancing simply because the hairs of my soles is quite worn thin, my bunions are aching and have many splinters in them, and the tops of my feet have been much abused and look like they have been repeatedly stabbed with bodkins. I have woken up in a bed (eeee luxury) not just the truckle or the corner by the fire, and on a feather mattress too (eeee real luxury) - so the sore feet don't matter a tad, nor does the sore head. But I can not fathom why I have some red feathers stuck to my lips ... I have heard (but not experienced) that too much (is there such a thing) drink can leave one's mouth feeling like a parrot's cage but I feel fine if so what light headed and famished ... So I bounce out of bed, only to impale my poor feet on some shiny brass buttons that I last saw adorning the Governor's wisket (that would be waistcoat) ... and so with much hobbling I go in search of the kitchen and food (except the goal seems extraordinarily quite ... not even a mouse is stirring ... maybe in my light headed state it just feels like morning) On 23/12/2012 17:57, Joan in Colorado wrote: > Lorna, so glad you found the bottle we left. Mistress Whatsername had added a cupful of aphrodiasics to it, so mind how you go! > > Best wishes from Duchess Daft - now sitting on the wsard's knee in a dark corner!!! > > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Hallo Hazel: You mentioned Lardy Scones, which I haven't had, but when I was a child and used to go to my great grandmothers house, she used to make Lardy Cakes which were out of this world and my mouth is watering as I think of them. You mentioned Constantine and that's where my ancestors are from, though they attended church in Mabe because it was nearer and that's where they are buried. I am going to make a large batch of Lardy Cakes for the party! Best wishes, Joan

Dearest Duchess . so many gentlemen have said they'd been honoured by dancin' with you - you just wouldn't believe! And weren't the Hobbits fun? They're men after your own heart - or perhaps just a bit below. You're known to appreciate a good mine, and miners, as well as men who work in stone, or so I've heard, and they appreciate a fine patch of earth! . Lorna certainly is proficient at the polka, despite flying curls coming loose and pelting Sir Stevie in the back of his head! . Are you going to inspect some of the better-run mines before departing? I don't fancy climbin' ladders (what does one do with the petticoats?) but with your boots, and a candle in your cap, you might enjoy a peek "down under", so to speak. . Some of the agriculturists thought you uninterested in participating in the celebrations, what with your knitting and straight laces, but you've certainly managed to change that perception!! Although I'm sure it was difficult to perch on some knobby knees - especially when the menfolk couldn't help but tap their toes to the music - you did an admirable job. Only fell off once, that I noticed. . And now, with the grand banquet being served (as it's the bewitching hour, midnight) so full of dainty delicacies and good Cornish fare (my compliments to the cook!) it's time to take a moment and Breathe, along with Jayne, whilst I partake of the seafood. Lobster and crab, even virtually, are so marvelous!! The Wyrm has done wonders with the char grille, as well. Roasted beast for two, please! No, let's make that six or seven; we have some dogs, cats, and ratty rats to feed as well!! Could you grab a slice of fruit-cake for everyone, please? Those oranges look go good....do you think they came from the most recent wreck? Ed looks as if he's just opened Aladdin's cave; hope all this largesse won't overwhelm him!! He really should try the oysters, and the star-gazey pie, but as he's had a limited diet in the recent past, he shouldn't eat too many rich dishes. . oh my, we have had a grand time, haven't we? . I believe Mistress Agnes said Mr. P. couldn't attend, unfortunately; he had Naval business, and young ladies, to attend to. Therefore Mrs. P. is having a bit of a holiday, so to speak. Let's hope it reminds Mr. P. how lucky he is to have her! (I've heard her house is so well run that every sort of ingredient for medicines might be found in her pantry, all neatly labeled.) And she's ordered the house to be swept with brooms covered with linen, which catches the dust admirably, and as she has rosemary added to the arrangement, her whole house smells delightfully. She is great fun, is she not? And so up-to-date with the latest trends in fashion! Truly, a model lady. . I do believe I've caught a glimpse of John O. disappearing round a corner; John Carbis, him in Scarlet, might have been with him. Leastwise, I caught a glimpse of scarlet coloured cloth rounding that same corner. If it wasn't John with John, who might it have been? 'Tis a puzzlement. . All my Best!! . Julianna and the Girls . West Briton Transcriptions, 1836-1856 at http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~wbritonad St. Austell Area History and Genealogy at http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~staustell ---------------------------------------- > Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2012 17:49:13 -0500 > From: epistles@q.com > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - what a party!! > > What a party indeed, Julia! I've attended many Cornish Christmas parties over the years and this I think will be known as the wildest one of all! I used to spend them mostly sitting in a corner knitting but, my goodness, that Mistress Agnes and Mrs. Pepys have really led me astray. Did Mrs. P. bring husband Samuel with her? If so, I'd love to whirl him around in a dance, though I must confess my stays are killing me, whether laced criss-cross or straight up! Oh my, is that John O. I see over there? > > Best wishes, Duchess Daft

Dick Vandyke and I have been wondering around and finally found our way out of the maze of tunnels to the party. It all looks so inviting and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. Come on dick lets join the dancing, isn't the band great! Dick said he wants to entertain at the next break, that will be a great treat. There is nothing like a good old Christmas party in Cornwall. Connie in Utah where they say we will have fresh snow for Christmas

What a party indeed, Julia! I've attended many Cornish Christmas parties over the years and this I think will be known as the wildest one of all! I used to spend them mostly sitting in a corner knitting but, my goodness, that Mistress Agnes and Mrs. Pepys have really led me astray. Did Mrs. P. bring husband Samuel with her? If so, I'd love to whirl him around in a dance, though I must confess my stays are killing me, whether laced criss-cross or straight up! Oh my, is that John O. I see over there? Best wishes, Duchess Daft

WEST BRITON and CORNWALL ADVERTISER 9 January 1857 . WRECK OF A SCREW STEAMER NEAR THE LAND'S END . On the night of Thursday last, the screw steamer, "Dunaskin," of Ayr, with a cargo of oranges from Lisbon, bound to Bristol, was totally wrecked near the Land's End, the captain, John McFARLAND, and mate, William M. MORELAND, being drowned. . ...Between eight and nine o'clock on Thursday night she made the Lizard Light, and the ship was then hauled up to N.W. by N. ½ W.; some time after this she sighted the Scilly Light on her port beam, the weather becoming very thick all light was lost sight of. . At ten o'clock another light being visible, supposed to have been the Seven Stones light, but which in fact was the Longships Light, the captain ordered the course of the vessel to be altered, and in a few minutes after that she struck on a sunken rock, she lost her way for a minute or two and then went ahead again, and the water poured in in a great rush into the middle, or engine compartment, so as to compel all hands to get on deck at once. . Orders were then given to clear away both boats. Eight of the men got into the long boat over the starboard or lee side very quickly, and desired the captain and mate to come into her too. The mate came in, but went back into the ship, they held on for about five minutes, the captain and mate calling to hold on still, but they were then in broken water and finding the boat going down under them, they were forced to cut the painter and drop clear, and a few minutes after the vessel went on shore under a high black cliff, with the captain, mate, and one seaman on board. . The boat was kept head to sea abreast of the wreck for about twenty minutes, but at length they were compelled to keep her away before it, and run in under the lee of the land, the wind blowing strong at W.S.W. keeping close along shore, they got into Newlyn pier between two and three o'clock in the morning of Friday last. . The rock which had proved so destructive was the outer rock of Guthen Brose, near Tol-Pedn-Penwith, and the cliffs against which she was dashed in a S.W. by S wind, and in thick and hazy weather, with showery squalls, were those stupendous ones which compose Tol-Pedn. . We stated that the captain, mate, a seaman (James FOLEY), were left on board. Of these the last only survives to narrate the fate of the steamer. When the captain ordered the boats to be got out, Foley took the cover off the long boat and cut her gripes, and whilst he was clearing away the jolly-boat, the crew got into the other and dropped clear. Foley advised the captain to let the other long boat go because she was in broken water, and would be swamped. . The vessel then fell broadside (port) on against the high granite cliffs. The three came forward and as she surged, Foley got on the bowsprit and sprung ashore - landing on a short and narrow ledge of rocks. The mate was assisted by the captain to take advantage of the next surge a port, but he was an elderly man (from 55 to 60 years of age) and heavy, and before he could make use of his frail landing place, the bowsprit snapped and the captain had much difficulty in getting him back again. . The captain, noble fellow, could easily have taken advantage of the bowsprit, and he was young and active (only thirty five years of age) but he would not desert his chief officer, as he had declined to leave his vessel in such an emergency. . The captain called to Foley to get further aft on the rock opposite to where he and the mate had removed, but the ledge on which the seaman stood was so narrow that he had the utmost difficulty in keeping his footing, and an uncertain step would have been certain death. Amidst the crash of the steamer against the cliffs, Foley could descry the masts and funnel going overboard and soon the tragedy terminated by the foundering of the steamer in deep water with the unfortunate captain and mate on board. . She lies about three fathoms only from the ledge on which Foley rested, and he then attempted to scramble up the precipitous cliffs. After three hours' arduous exertion he succeeded in topping the rock, descending the other side, and so gained the mainland. . He observed two buildings near, which he has since found to be the landmarks of the Rundlestone. He afterwards reached a cottage, where he received every kindness and assistance. This was between four and five o'clock in the morning. By this time, Mr. Pearce and Mr. Mathews had arrived but all they could do was to succor the shipwrecked seamen. . Daylight disclosed that the steamer had sunk close to the rocks in deep water, with nothing to point out the fatal spot but two pieces of the fore top mast, and the fore yard, which the relentless waves as they ebbed and flowed occasionally revealed. The captain and mate were not to be seen. . The spot where she lies is called Ely Rock - about a cable's length to the westward of Porthgwarra fishing cove - and in mild weather something may possibly be done with the wreck. The "Dunaskin" was an iron steamer, built in three compartments. . A small quantity of wreck was floating about, and the cargo was not perceptible in that neighbourhood. But on Friday night and Saturday morning the shores in the neighbourhood of Penzance were strewn with oranges - many good and perfect, thousands knocked to pieces by the waves. Some have been secured and sold by Lloyds Agent at that port, Mr. Pearce, who has also, in his capacity of Honorary Secretary to the Shipwrecked Mariners Society, relieved the rescued sailors and sent them to their respective homes. . On Sunday, the body of Captain McFarland, of Troon, was picked up. He was found entirely naked and minus both legs - the body being frightfully abrased against the rocks, and the clothes torn off by the waves and cliffs. The mate has not yet been found. We are sorry to say both leave widows and three children each, to mourn this sad event. . An inquest was held on the captain on Monday and a verdict returned. His remains were so much injured that his identification was only practicable by the letters on his left arm [a tattoo] and by the loss of the middle finger of the left hand, which had occurred some time since. . The names of the rescued are John McWALTER, engineer; Patrick McMAHON, 2nd engineer; John MURPHY, fireman; John WHITE, seaman, of Ayr; Hugh ALEXANDER, seaman, and William SPRIGHT, fireman, both of Glasgow; John MITTON, fireman, and John FARRELL, seaman, of Dublin; James FOLEY; and William BAWDEN, of Lynn.

Hello Hazel - You'r entirely welcome!! Your Arthur sounds as if he was a lovely person - imagine, sharing the wisdom of the ages, or at least, how people wanted their relatives remembered through memorial inscriptions. One of my favourites is: Here lies Jonathan Pease His soul is not here, only his pod Pease hath shelled out and gone home to God. Don't believe that's Cornish, but 'tis worthy of being so. And another one: Beneath this grassy Mound Now rests One Edgar Oscar Earl, Who to another Hunter, looked Exactly like a squirrel If you have any receipts of Arthur, or James, especially for Saffron Buns, t'would be quite an addition to this year's party! Ed, and his fellow prisoners, have peeled TONS of potatoes - enough to make quite a pile of tasty pasties! (and klub, should an errant Norwegian pass by with some salt pork.) Whilst I may - just may - have exaggerated the dungeons of the gaol, it did have dirt floors until the 1800's; wonder how many prisoners just walked away? There weren't police forces as such until the same time period, either. And people did commit "victimless crimes" such as breaking windows with stones so they could be incarcerated in the gaol for three months or so - just enough to carry them through the bitter winters - because the food was better in the gaols than in the Poor Houses! My latest dancing partner is beckoning - the Band is back, and ready for another session of playing dances. Tah, for now, Julianna and the girls (Kira the Keeshond found a very threatening, mean looking Rat - not one of the skinny ones with Ed - and Shadow the cat teamed up with her. Kira barked & circled, while Shadow pounced. We know this, as Shadow just proudly placed the rat in front of me, and pranced away, after yet another culprit. Have read that the Champion Ratter Dog in Cornwall caught over 200 rats in one barn, in less than one afternoon!!) -------------------------------- -------- > From: hazelmagann@optusnet.com.au > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2012 07:55:58 +1100 > Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 > > Hi everyone > I am of Cornish descent my family were from Penzance, Madron and Newlyn and > the Scilly Isle being the Guy family. > > My 2nd cousin Arthur Basil Tonkin died in 2002 and until I started reading > over the last week your wonderful stories and descriptions I was not aware > of how I not only have missed Arthur wonderful letters I received from him > in which he would lapse into the Cornish dialect and give me the English > meanings. Adding some wonderful descriptions of Cornwall as I came to Oz as > a child in 1957. > > One of his favourite items was due to his trade he was a baker as was his > father James and I have a couple of recipe's he sent me here in Oz. The > other was he would send me verses from headstones in his local cemetery. > > I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and New Year looking forward to > more posts. > > Merry Christmas > Hazel in Blacktown, NSW > > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message