Julian de'Courcy
Well-Known Member
On the jetty today and when leaving an eighty year old guy sitting on the seat smoking a pipe shouted across to me ' Hi boy, what's it like en' We chatted a while. He was retired from heading his own family run plant hire business, based in Bodmin.
He had taken two bus rides to get the twenty miles to sit on the quay at Mevagissey.
I asked if I could take a photograph of him. His answer. 'Yes boy that's ok, no ones ever asked before' As I stood back to get a decent distant , he asked if it would be better to be smoking the pipe, which he did.
After putting the world to rights we said our good bye, when a short distant away I heard him say 'Right boy how's it going en' I guess he was going to tell the story to another passer bye.
He told me a lot about his life, but one thing came through stronger than anything else. His identity. He wanted to be known as a Cornish Man.

MEVAGISSEY by Julian de Courcy, on Flickr
He had taken two bus rides to get the twenty miles to sit on the quay at Mevagissey.
I asked if I could take a photograph of him. His answer. 'Yes boy that's ok, no ones ever asked before' As I stood back to get a decent distant , he asked if it would be better to be smoking the pipe, which he did.
After putting the world to rights we said our good bye, when a short distant away I heard him say 'Right boy how's it going en' I guess he was going to tell the story to another passer bye.
He told me a lot about his life, but one thing came through stronger than anything else. His identity. He wanted to be known as a Cornish Man.

MEVAGISSEY by Julian de Courcy, on Flickr