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Linkinhorne Church

Why Bodmin Moor hides Cornwall's oldest secret - CornishStuff 

Today I feel so sad for the vulnerable person who has just been hounded to his death by the enormous news media, just to provide a story, that I will not even mention his name.  Shame on all of them though.  May the grace of kindness give him peace.  Death certainly has.

So. What shall I write about?  I came across the above Cornish link the other day about Bodmin Moor and the little village of Minions where we stopped for a few days.  Paul and I had even contemplated living in Cornwall at one stage but somehow there was never a place we liked and so we gave up on the idea.

The part of the moor round the village though was thoroughly washed through with prehistory and the remnants of mining.  Three stone circles in a rough line, a large barrow that had yielded the gold Rillaton Cup.  A settlement up on Stowes Pound, jaggedly cut by a much later quarry.

And best of all, part of the rock cave that Daniel Gumb inhabited with his family,  A man who carved equations into the rock, with the equal skill that he carved the gravestones in the church yard.

Such touches of history quieten the ever probing mind and force you to try and imagine what it was like to live out in these stony places.