The St. Ives & Queen’s Hotels

The St. Ives & Queen's Hotels The coupling of these two hotels is the result of a study of the Index of Cornish Inns collated by the late Mr. H.L. Douch, author of the book Old Cornish Inns, and now held by the Courtney Library at the Royal Cornwall Institution, Truro, of which Mr. Douch was sometime-Secretary.  In the relevant Index entry the two hotels...

The Cornish Hotels of New York City – Part Two

  The Cornish Hotels of New York CityPart Two Research into the later life of the last two West Twenty-third Street incarnations of the Cornish Arms Hotel from 1914 until c.1973 yields evidence of the decline and the ultimate end of its distinctively Cornish character.  From the opening of its final home at 311-315 West Twenty-third Street in 1926 the Cornish Arms, both under the...

Helstonia – The New Inn – Church Street – Helston Circa 1750 – circa late 1920s

THE NEW INNChurch Street - HelstonCirca 1750 - c. late 1920s "There are two main reasons for a pub to have this name.  First, because it is a new pub, newer than others nearby.  The other and more interesting source dates to the time of Queen Elizabeth I.  That monarch travelled the land to demonstrate that peace and prosperity had arrived...

Major Wiley

Major Wiley In a number of the posts on this website I have referred to those who have died as having "gone under the wire".  I glommed this phrase from A.J. Liebling's friend and subject, J.A.S. Macdonald - a.k.a, Col. John R. Stingo, a.a.k.a., The Honest Rainmaker.  It is a horse racing term meaning those who have passed the finishing line....

Four Old Verses

Four Old Verses & A Newer One Around Croke ParkIn a folding miasma of damp tweed,Sidling along muddy paths by Binn's Bridge:"Along the banks of the Royal Canal,"Where the local lads have rememberedThe turf barges and the Guinness barges;Now it's bottles and slats and green offalThat go through the slime and the weedy locks,To navigate down to the coal-black docks. By a...

The False Knight

The False Knight Mr. Hanevy had never liked his daughter, she having been a different class of hypocrite to himself.  They had possessed nothing in common but her mother and his wife, and that maddeningly patient woman never managed to be any kind of hypocrite, although she lied a good deal during her life.  He had been decently sorry when the...

A Peculiar People

A Peculiar People Maurice Job Scott Wyke ran a finger through the drying foam on the side of his glass and gazed up at the arc of wrought iron projecting between the double doors and grimy transom of a North London public bar.  Heavy drapes had once hung there, enveloping drunks and people whose glasses had fogged up in the cold....

The Inn at the Crossroad – Ten – Requiescant In Pace

The following will be a survey of those hostelries recorded at one time or another as existing in Crewkerne, and which are now no more.  Some have been gone for many years, or even centuries; but others are recent enough to be well-remembered by current Crewkerne residents and, indeed, five of the older houses were operating during my own time...

The Inn at the Crossroad – PART TWO – Nine – The Competition

The following are historical sketches of Crewkerne's other older inns, both those still in existence, and the ones that are no more.  Since I first undertook these researches Crewkerne, like the rest of the country, has seen some dramatic attrition affecting the town's inns.  When I last revised the list there were ten establishments that were at least 100 years...