As we were near St Agnes we spend the day at st Agnes and the nearby mines which dad found when he went for a run around the hills. Because he is crazy.
The car did get us to the sea front. It just fit the roads. Just. It was very tight at points - glad I was not driving.
There was another tin mine there; much smaller but had a lovely shop. It was a much older example, back to the medical times so actually more understandable.
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| Difference between tin and rock |
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| The original way to get tin from rock |
In the shop at the end they gave up an example of how they created the jewellery from the freshly smelted tin. They were going to melt down the little cat she had made as it had a defect but my dad is a softy and insisted on saving the little cat from certain death. They were rather shocked but he got my sister a present at a very good price. (I just brought some earrings.)
After this we headed up some equally tiny roads to St. Agnes which is a tiny town with a beach but very lovely. The tide was in so we sat with cups of tea and cake (why not?) overlooking the sea.
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