Pub Philosophy

It's all about the locals and their way of life. We've done the difficult bit for you - we've spoken to the old man in the corner of the pub and deciphered his West Country accent to find out which bits of the area the visitors don't know about.

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Yoga at Lanyon Quoit

Driving along yet more winding, narrow hedged roads the landscape was familiar with far reaching views over fields sectioned with stone walls and gorse hedges. An earlier signpost had indicated ‘Lanyon Quoit’ was along here somewhere, but what was a ‘lanyon’? Or a ‘quoit’ for that matter.

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Strange Stone Circles in the South West

Grateful for the strength of denim on my legs, we parted the brambles and were swallowed into the greenery. Flip-flops were a poor choice in the morning dew with nettles and grass snakes threatening, but melodrama was short lived as we emerged into a more open area.

Pub Philosophy Katie Chown

The Story of Dolly Pentreath

Buried in a tiny Cornish cemetery above Mousehole, the last pure Cornish speaker. Or so the story goes...

Pub Philosophy Katie Chown

The Magical Mystery Tour of far west Cornwall

We went at the wrong time of day to stumble across the locals. But we still picked up a few tips that sparked a Magical Mystery Tour of the Penwith peninsula.

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