M.G. Mason's Blog, page 16

I’m Pastor Eli, hello. Will we see you at the church?

I don’t know what Brother Jowan told you about me, but I assure you very little of it is likely true. That man exists purely to taunt me and he tells the other villagers lies about me all the time just to turn them against me. Luckily, most people don’t believe him. Every Sunday, my congregation is larger than his.

He’s petulant too. Did you know he only wanted to be on the council because I was on it? Isn’t that a little childish?

I confess to being a deeply flawed human and that monk, pries...

Hello, I’m Brother Jowan, the Priest of the Church here

Delighted to meet you, stranger. I was, perhaps for about 20 minutes, the Salmonweir resident who lived the the furthest back in time. I say for about 20 minutes because shortly after that I believe Kensa appeared. She’s the red haired woman over there with the sword. Oh, you’ve met? Fine, fine.

Would you care for some wine? I bought a whole bottle of this French red but I’m afraid I won’t be drinking all of it. I’d hoped Karl would join me so we could do something called “marketing” for the...

Hi! I’m Ebrel Penrose, nice to meet you!

Is it an unusual name? It’s just Cornish for April. Oh thank you for saying it’s a pretty name. I don’t think I’ve ever thought about it but I’m glad you like it.

Did my father send you? Oh no? That’s all right then, I can relax a bit.

What are you drinking? Beer? Yuck! I don’t like beer but dad doesn’t believe me when I tell him that.

He doesn’t like me coming to the pub at all really, especially if he thinks I’m with Philip. Oh, he’s my beau, my squeeze, my fella, my bloke. Or do you say “...

I was queen of these lands once

Before the Romans came, this was a green and healthy land. We didn’t have the big towns and cities that they built, with their filthy water and animal waste. The Dumnonii were a proud people and we were clean. We were strong and we were feared.

Of course, nothing is left of our imposing fortresses, not any more. They were big and strong unlike the tribes across the Tamar with their weird hill forts.

Oh let me introduced myself. I’m Kensa by the way and as I said, nearly 2,000 years ago I was...

Read Salmonweird: Chapter 1 Now!

Is everyone excited for my upcoming book release? If you’re wondering whether to spend just £5 of your hard-earned cash on this ebook or £8 on the hard copy when it becomes available at the end of August, perhaps this free download of chapter one can convince you?

Here, you’ll be introduced to the protagonist, the soon to be unretired and soon to be divorced DI Karl Blackman. Two other major characters make their debut here. I won’t waste any more of your time.

Go, download, enjoy.

And don’t...

Captain Harry’s the name, mighty pirate!

Hey, landlubber! Come over here and let me introduce meself.

What might your name be then? Oh, lovely to meet you. Shake me hand there, that’s a good fella. Ha! You can’t ’cause I’m a ghost see! hahaha, just kidding with ya, fine fella.

Hook Hand Harry, that’s what they call me, or just Harry. You notice I don’t have no hooks no more. Well, I weren’t born with no metal hands and metal hands aint got no soul so it didn’t come back with me, see?

But I did get me hand back, didn’t I? Look at th...

DI Karl Blackman, Pleased to Meet You

Ah, another living human! I can’t tell you how rare that is around here. I’m DI Karl Blackman – retired, but as the saying goes “once a copper, always a copper.” Can I buy you a drink?

Excellent, a good choice. Ignore what Harry says. He thinks rum is the answer to everything. Have a cold? Have some rum! Milk gone off? Put rum in your tea instead. Seagulls deposited something on your car? Rum will get that off. Want to get pregnant, feeling constipated, got a paper cut? You get the idea…

As...

Welcome to the King’s Head!

Make yourself at home, dear visitor. Take a menu and a copy of our extensive cider list. No pub in Cornwall has quite so many ciders.

We have more cider than beer but as a free house, we carefully select all our brews. Talking of which, we do tea and recently got a coffee barista thingy for people who just want coffee in all its forms.

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Take a seat anywhere you like, as you can see we have plenty of space. We don’t bite. Well, Eli might, but being a puritan he doesn’t come in here all that o...

What and Where is Salmonweir?

Welcome to our gorgeous little village. We’re tucked away on the south coast of Cornwall in an area known as West Penwith. For those who know Cornwall, we’re located about halfway between Treen and Lamorna Cove. There are two reasons Salmonweir is largely ignored. They are called Mousehole and Porthcurno.

We don’t mind. We like being out of the way, an undiscovered gem, if you like. We do get tourists in the summer, but it is never so many as to overwhelm the place. Now that the living person...