Closing out at the rebirth of the sun
As we celebrate Montol here in west Penwith, sending a message of festive joy
Under a darkening sky, strange beasts prowl the winding streets of a soaking seaside town. The Osses–Margh Rugh, Alargh Du, Maw Bras, and Pen Hood–are all out tonight, heralded by traditional Cornish carol then ruffled along a sundowner parade through town among the revellers, guise dancers, and those beating the drum. At the threshold of the year, the …



