The best thing about completing a project is that you can start another one! Having completed Darling daughters shrug I have now started a scarf! Not too difficult. This scarf is a little different and goes under the name of “Hitchhiker”. It is a pattern by Martina Behm and can be found and bought from Ravelry.com I am working it in a Superwash Marino 4ply yarn called Vivacious by Fyberpates
I also keep dipping into my multi coloured stash buster blanket.
I drove along the coast to visit Mevagissey, a fishing village not far away. The village has narrow streets, old fishing cottages and a small, busy harbour. It was also heaving with visitors. Now that’s a bit selfish as obviously I’m a visitor too! But I had forgotten that today (Monday) is a Bank Holiday and lots of people have the day out and about. I tend to loose touch with reality when I am away with Damnvan and think that everywhere is peaceful, quiet and picturesque, and it’s not!
Anyhow, we joined the hoards and ate a Cornish pastie on the quayside, whilst dodging hungry seagulls. This is my first and probably last Cornish Pastie of this trip.
By the end of the 18th century the pasty was the staple diet of working men across Cornwall. Miners and farm workers took this portable and easy to eat convenience food with them to work because it was so well suited to the purpose. Its size and shape made it easy to carry, its pastry case insulated the contents and was durable enough to survive, while its wholesome ingredients provided enough sustenance to see the workers through their long and arduous working days.
By the early 20th century the Cornish Pasty was produced on a large scale throughout the county as a basic food for farm workers and miners
There are hundreds of stories about the evolution of the pasty’s shape, with the most popular being that the D-shape enabled tin miners to re-heat them underground as well as eat them safely. The crust (crimped edge) was used as a handle which was then discarded due to the high levels of arsenic in many of the tin mines.
I didn’t stay too long and drove away from the maddening crowd back to the peaceful campsite. I now have a lovely sunny afternoon to finish my knitting, blog and generally relax. Lovely!