Mousehole Christmas Lights – the twelfth night

.Christmas lights in Mousehole harbourEach year the villagers of the beautiful old harbour village of Mousehole in the far west of Cornwall, haul the boats from the harbour to fill the waters with floating  pontoons of Christmas lights, dresses the ancient granite walls and welcoming the world to their tiny coastal community. Fund raising for the event will have started in the summer months and now for a few brief weeks they embody the spirit of Christmas.

The glowing Christmas nights of Mousehole have shone across Mounts bay to us each night and last night was the final night –  the twelfth day of Christmas. The final twelfth night of Christmas would be our last opportunity (until this December of course) to visit the famous Mousehole lights that feature all of the traditional Christmas symbols of songs and folk lore before they are finally switched off to mark the end of Christmas. For us, as the crowds subsided, the twelfth and final night it is the perfect night to reflect, to watch the lights rippling across the sea in the harbour and experience the atmosphere of Mousehole at its best.

The glowing Christmas nights of Mousehole have shone across Mounts bay to us each night and last night was the final night –  the twelfth day of Christmas.

Christmas lights in Mousehole harbour

Superstition and Christmas  decorations

Christmas light depicting a church - Mousehole harbourThe twelfth night that marks the end of Christmas is always something of a mystery to me and beware if you were to  leave the Christmas decorations up a minute longer than proscribed, they have to stay up all year or a year’s bad luck will ensue

So timing the packing away of decorations is vital if you harbour even just a smidgen of superstition about your soul. Yesterday I spent the day carefully unpicking our decorations in the house and stacking them untidily into boxes before dragging the Trees out into the garden again – this left the evening free to enjoy a final Christmas celebration with a visit to Mousehole lights.  It is all to do with the timing of Epiphany (A further church celebrations) you see that the Church of England holds to be the 5th and other denominations to be the 6th I’m still never too sure which day should see the packing boxes but I do know that the good folks of Mousehole will switch off their lights after the 5th.

Driving around Mounts Bay

cottages above the Christmas lights on the harbour wall in darknessThe drive around Mounts Bay is always lovely at night passing the boats beside the wharf in Penzance harbour and snaking on to Newlyn where the fishing fleet lay in the sheltered waters shot with moon light, before the first swags of Christmas light lining the road announced we had arrived at Mousehole.

Mouser the famous Mousehole catWe took the narrow lane down into Mousehole under a welcome sign garlanded across the road and passed a surprising number of people making their way down into the village – maybe the stilling of the savage gales of the last few nights brought them too out for a last hurrah of Christmas!

As I watched the procession making its way into the village I began to worry if we would find a parking spot in the little harbour side car park overlooking St Clements Island but joy – just at the entrance stood one lonely little space – perfect!

Exploring the lights of Mousehole harbour

tide on harbour slip with reflecting Christmas lightsThere was a gentle glow on the worn granite underfoot that shone from the rain earlier in the day but the night was chilly for Cornwall and so clear with only the sound of the sea lapping around the harbour below us as we explored the traditional symbols of Christmas that cast long glowing trails across the oily still sea water.

A lone boat and christmas lights depicting "three ships"

Finally we made our way under the glowing bunting of lanterns towards the Ship Inn for another personal tradition – Fish and chips beside the sea.

Brightly coloured lanterns sail above the harbour road at Mousehole

Supper beside the harbour

The warmth of the pub wrapped us like a blanket after the delicious chill of the evening walking around the harbour, with a gentle lull of voices from huddles of people enjoying the well worn flagstones and fairy lights strung tightly along the blackened beams. We settled on a spot in a corner to watch the world go by and Charles joined the throng (and one happy golden retriever) at the bar, to order our supper before we settled down comfortably to watch the world go by. Families emerged from distant corners of the labyrinthine interior to depart, with silent children in tow, being given one last Christmas treat and new people joined the throng – the final twelfth night of Christmas in Mousehole.

Fish and chips in a traditional Cornish harbour side pub

Tonight when I walk back from the stables there will be no Christmas lights glowing across the bay from Mousehole until December when the whole process will start again and I will find my packing boxes of treasures in the loft.

About Christine Taylor

Charles and Christine Taylor have hosted Luxury Bed and Breakfast at Ednovean Farm Nr Penzance in West Cornwall since 1991 and live there with three cats and eight horses including a Spanish Stallion called Danni. Christine writes a weekly blog about life on the farm and garden with an occasional series about places of interest in West Cornwall

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