Laying down on the job recently at Trevose Head. After ripping out more ‘past it’s prime’ fencing, we spent our lunch break grey seal spotting in the big swell.
We’re looking for Catering Assistants for our Boscastle cafe for the 2017 summer season, and beyond…
With your love of working with people, positive attitude and desire to provide an excellent service, you’ll welcome and look after every customer who visits our catering outlet, in this predominately front of house role. Using your excellent attention to detail, you’ll ensure all signage is displayed correctly and the food served looks delicious.
As a key member of our busy catering team, you may also be required to help prepare some of our food in the kitchen. In whatever role you are fulfilling within your catering outlet, the National Trust values will always be at the forefront of your mind, and you’ll be proud to share our good work with our customers, and look to maximise sales so that the profit can be reinvested back into our conservation work.
Working as part of our team, you will enjoy being paid to work in one of the most beautiful locations in the country and will be part of preserving the future of this stunning county.
This role is based at Boscastle harbourside café at the heart of the harbour.
To find out more information about this job opportunity and to apply, please visit our recruitment page at > NTjobs <
After several days of storms, strong winds and big seas, it was calmer for a few days this week, so on a day off I went exploring at Polzeath beach to see what the tides had brought in…..
Although this washed up, otherworldly squid isn’t itself massive in size, it is thought that creatures like this were the inspiration behind the legendary kraken…
In 1830 Alfred Tennyson published the irregular sonnet The Kraken, which described a massive creature that dwells at the bottom of the sea
Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber’d and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
Scyliorhinus canicula aka the small-spotted catshark, also known as the lesser-spotted dogfish, aka Rough-hound, aka Morgay (in Scotland and Cornwall). So many names, you might think it was in witness protection…
‘A rare visitor to the UK, the mauve stinger jellyfish is generally found in deeper waters in the Atlantic Ocean. For this reason when it is found around the UK and Ireland it is most likely to turn up on the western coasts’ (info via britishseafishing.co.uk)
This beautiful little blue things are commonly called ‘by the wind sailors’ and have been a familiar sight for the past couple of weeks. When you see them, you can often expect more flotsam and jetsam to follow on the wind and the tide.
It’s December! It’s one of those months that appears out of nowhere and then can seem to disappear even quicker! Don’t miss out on our final scrub bash of 2015, for some fresh air, dramatic views and a free lunch cooked up on the bonfire. There might even be some mince pies…
We’ll be out on the coast near Polzeath on December 12 and 13, 10am – 4pm, cutting and burning scrub, anyone is welcome to join us for the day or just an hour or so.The event is free, but it would be great if you could book in so we know how many people to cater for. Please email firstname.lastname@example.org or call us on 01208 863821 to find out more.
Come and join us on Saturday 3 October anytime between 12.30pm – 7.30pm for the Sandymouth BioBlitz….
Are you interested in nature and conservation? Help us to find and record as many different plants and animals with a range of specialists and experts to help identify everything we find. Join in anytime between 12.30pm and 7.30pm for as long as you like.
Making the event trailer for The Cruel and Curious
When asked by Cai from Hickory Nines to create the trailer for the Cruel and Curious Hinterland, I, like the artists involved, had to define not only the term, but also what it meant to me personally.
The hinterland as a theme is brilliantly ambiguous – looking inland/inwards can mean different things to different people and how they express this could (and hopefully will) differ greatly, offering endless modes of expression, and a variety of media to do so.
Cai and I could pinpoint a few mutual aspects of what was meant by ‘hinterland’ and this helped determine the shots, tone and what we wanted the film to achieve. Focusing in from the dictionary-style definition of ‘the land behind the sea’, we looked at the loneliness and isolation afforded by this liminal zone; the unknown and thus unnerving; the concept of there once being a human presence in an area and the idea of the natural world reclaiming what was rightfully its own. We wanted the film to be slightly unsettling but not have the feel of horror.
Immediately I saw the film being in black and white. I thought it would provide a stark contrast to the colourful, scenic view usually offered when showcasing the West Country. I hoped that such a dramatic change would create an unsettling feel and almost a pessimistic tone, as experienced in film noir.
With the tone set, I then had to scout and chose locations that fitted these criterion.
As someone with an interest in archaeology and built heritage, it seemed natural for features like redundant engine houses, viaducts, railway track beds, disused mills and the like to make an appearance. After all, the landscape of Devon and Cornwall is littered with relics of the industrial revolution, but often on the periphery of the landscape and thus of our attention.
Davidstow airfield was also a prime contender. I looked at it from the view of an outsider: if you came across it by accident you would ask – ‘what happened here? Why is it no longer used?’
This to me, was the hinterland. These were areas often overlooked and unexplored by most – after all, these buildings are ruinous, so serve no purpose. Paradoxically, this made me want to visit them, to find out what happened here and why? In the process I came to terms with the great endeavors people had gone to when altering or manipulating the landscape and how those times are now gone. They offered an air of mystery, and their often dramatic positions in the landscape or the mixture of lighting they offered seemed to look good on camera.
Other locations in this hinterland were deemed curious as they posed unanswered questions. The fallen pylon along the road between Bude and Otterham Station was one such site. This structure had fallen over, only to be replaced by another pylon – but why had the old, broken one not been removed? The land owner had kindly given me permission to film, but did not allude as to why it was still lying there. It was this very discourse that had sparked the theme of the show. This seemed a flagship shot for the film and Cai was keen to include it. Visually it would look great. I was happy to oblige.
In terms of the voiceover, Cai had organised interviews with two artists with differing backgrounds: Eldmer, a male tattoo artist (and like myself originally from Wales) and Somerset/Devon girl Hannah Wheeler, a painter working in oil portraiture. (Both of which now work in Bude). Such a contrast in background and style, we hoped would offer an interesting narration to the film.
Planning the shoot for this film was totally different to any others I have
done, in that I planned little. As someone not originally from the area, much of the landscape felt like the hinterland to me and many locations that feature in the film are places that I have simply stumbled across when walking the dog or out with my camera. This act of discovery in unknown areas epitomised the theme to me. There were of course some shots that were planned, whether by driving past a place, through conversation with others or by hovering over an OS map. But the best locations, I feel, were the ones that would reveal themselves unexpectedly to me, and simply said ‘hinterland’.