My own memories of Lamorna are centered around the Easter festivities. When I was growing up in West Cornwall, my friends and I used to take part in the annual Good Friday walk from Penzance to Lamorna. There was a suitably religious background to this walk, the distance – 5 miles – being roughly equivalent to the distance covered by Jesus on his way to the cross. However, our conduct on the walk was often less than religious, full of teenage high jinx.
There is a famous Cornish song featuring Lamorna. Here is the first verse:
So now I'll sing to you, it's about a maiden fair
I met the other evening at the corner of the square;
She'd a dark and roving eye, and her hair hung to her shoulder,
We rolled all night in the pale moonlight away down to Lamorna
Map of the area.
Lamorna Cove Cornwall 3. Photo by Tom Corser, via Wikimedia Commons.
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