Anna Maria Murphy sums up a brilliant week of Rambling in Redruth and Camborne.
“Rabbit pie, yes. You deaf? Is he deaf? Pie so fresh you could see it jump. You had to hold those pies down sometimes.”
“Don’t be daft. Is he daft?”
(From the Eunice Dialogue)
Walked from Carn-Brea to Chacewater over four days, traversing carns, tramways, woods, moors, quarries, Plen-an-Gwarries, bridleways, housing estates, tin lakes, forgotten foot paths, back yards, and an old TB hospital.
Walked with teachers, youth workers, psychiatrists, farmers, musicians, horse handlers, and teenagers.
Met scrap dealers, miners, surfers, Roma, barmaids, wife of bear-handlers, and Eunice.
Did two writing workshops, two session with young promoters and hosted two story-collecting tea-parties with Pool Academy and Redruth school.
Made a story app with Redruth Wild Young Mothers.
Wrote with Coastline homeless hostel.
Heard stories of Bear-Rescuers, Wolf Handlers, Frog Murderers, Kitchy George: Gentlemen of the Roads, Crofty Mine, Eunice and her armless wooden doll, Dickie Delves, Shed, Two Donkeys Allen and The Four Goat Man, and The Seventh Daughter of a Seventh Daughter of a Seventh Son and Her Secret Love Child Sent To Barnado’s, amongst others.
Wrote five new stories and two ‘Druth Dialogues.
Performed four Rambles show with three pasty suppers, and five pop-ups on Trevithick day in Redruth.