Friday 4 November 2022

TRERICE HOUSE NEAR NEWQUAY, CORNWALL


I dug out a few photos today of the Elizabethan house, Trerice, near Newquay, Cornwall. The window is something special as it is made up of 576 glass tiles, many are original and date back to the 16th century.
John Arundell, a High Sherrif of Cornwall, commenced building the house in 1572. It seems he married into money - lucky man!


Another view of the house on a blue-sky day.



The forementioned window looks into the Great Hall.


Must have been idyllic with a raging log fire to heat the room.


There are lots of bits and pieces to savour.




A pleasant old clock next to something more up to date.


 I spotted this painting of an unknown Elizabethan Boy. Actually, I found it to be quite creepy.  Something doesn't look quite right!
Peeking out of a window. Notice the thick stone walls.


More views of Trerice House.




Below, looking across the countryside from the house grounds. Weather permitting, there are often Elizabethan games to play such as such as slapcock - an early form of badminton.


An old barn.



 Oh, there are a few Cornish essentials on sale.


All in all, a pleasant place to visit.

That's it for today - have a happy week ahead.
All good wishes ~ Mike.

P.S.
Trerice is managed by the National Trust. For opening times (they differ during the winter months) check the   Trerice Website

Trerice House,
Kestle Mill, 
Newquay,
Cornwall
TR8 4PG

2 comments:

  1. Always fascinating look around, I enjoy these old buildings and learning a little of their history. Lovely blue sky photo's Mike.
    The weather looks a bit rough this weekend, take care.

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    1. Thanks David, I guess in those days the rich were very rich and the poor very poor. As you say, always interesting to have a wander around these old houses.
      As for the weather here, everywhere seems so damp and dull at the moment.

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