Cornish Saints & Sinners

The magic of Cornwall lives in its lanes and legends, in the stories old women tell over tea and the shadows that move between the standing stones. This is a Cornwall where saints walk beside smugglers and piskies dance in moonlit meadows, and J. Henry Harris captures every enchanted mile of it. Three friends set out for Penzance on a splendid August day: Guy Moore, restless and daring; George Milner, the Bookworm, who mourns his abandoned volumes even as Cornwall unfolds before them; and the narrator whose wry voice guides us through market towns and misty moors. Their journey becomes a pilgrimage through Cornish memory, where every cromlech has a story and every harbor once hid contraband. Harris weaves travelogue with tall tales, academic curiosity with childlike wonder, creating a portrait of a county that refuses to be merely scenic. For readers who crave the road less traveled, who want their landscapes haunted and their humor sharp. This is Britain before tourism, when Cornwall was still a foreign country.