Thank you Leaping Lorna of the Lit Up Lighthouse for your wonderful description of the festivities! I have done as so graciously requested by your good self, and turned up the lighthouse lamp to maximum! Under the clear Cornish sky, the beams of red and white are sparkling off the waves of St Ives Bay, reflecting right across the Penwith Peninsula to Mount's Bay, mingling with the Christmas lights of Mousehole, and streaming onwards to Lands End. From there, our wondrous light is beaming upwards to bounce off the moon, and thence it is spreading all around the Cornish world. As for Lady Anna of Launceston, and my own Honourable (or Otherwise) self, we have dressed in our finest Sunday best (I have on my very best frock-coat and shiniest top hat, whilst the Lady Anna has a dress entirely made of Cornish Tartan). As I'm playing percussion in our dance band, I have to admit that I'm getting somewhat warm in this attire, whilst my top hat keeps falling off and getting mistaken for a snare drum. The top, in consequence, seems slightly dented, but no matter, for I can acquire a new one from one of the passing Pirate ships at some point during the forthcoming year! I can only apologise for the remainder of the musicians. Sadly, too many of them had too much mead and Cornish ale whilst waiting for stragglers to arrive from Mousehole and Port Wenn, and getting a tune out of them has been a challenge, but they've risen to the challenge, and the music and dancing has (eventually) been a joy. Likewise, the choir have been so frozen by being unable to gain access that they have been singing Cornish carols such as 'Star of Jacob' and 'Lo, The Eastern Sages Rise' with chattering teeth.... "St..St..St..Of..Of..JJJJJJJJaaaCCCCCCoooBBBBB..." which is a pity, but I'm grateful that they came. Around Cornwall church bells have been ringing all day. In Launceston Lady Anna has been singing carols on the village green, whilst the church of St Stephen (across the road from us) celebrated this afternoon, and then a little later the bells rang clearly from the Kensey Valley below as the pretty little church of St Thomas joined the Christmas celebrations. And so, from our magical party at Godrevy, and our own old stone house in Launceston (where the woodsmoke is curling up the chimney, and the smell of the real Christmas tree is wafting through the rooms) we wish you all around the world a most Wondrous and Wonderful Christmas, and a joyous New Year... with an especial 'Thank You' to our Listmom Yvonne, for (once again) indulging our bit of virtual fun! Nadelik Lowen ha Blydhen Nowydh Da, With Love to all from John and Anna This message and any attachments are confidential and may be legally privileged or otherwise protected from disclosure. If you are not the recipient please email the sender and delete this message and any attachments from your system. If you are not the intended recipient you must not copy this message and attachments, or disclose the contents to any other person. Although we have taken steps to ensure that this message and any attachments are virus free, We can take no responsibility if a virus is actually present. We advise you to carry out your own virus check.

Dear Friends, What a wonderful party!  Although I only stepped in for a few minutes, it was wonderful to see you all again and experience the craziness of our group.  However, the church bells of Cornwall called to me and I couldn't resist so I've been going from church to church, listening to the divine carols being sung by the various choirs and congregations.  What joy and hope the music brings to this part of the world.  And so, I bid you a beautiful Christmas and a most joyous New Year! Mistress Mackey of Garden Grove