Spent the afternoon clambering around the post-apocalyptic scifi, giants’ legoland desolation of the St Just Mining District (a World Heritage Site).
Must have been hell on earth as men delved far out under the sea, digging for tin, copper or whatever was profitable this week, and men women and children processed the stuff up on the cliffs above, smashing rocks and scraping arsenic with their bare hands … at the edge of the world … spending their lives making money for scum.
And thankfully there have been no attempts to prettify or sanitise anything.
It is hard and raw and grim and still wild and beautiful …
until it all disappeared into the gloaming and the fog.