Can there be a more striking example of how society can completely balls up its heritage than the comparison between this wonderful structure and Land’s End – complete with ghastly ‘theme park’ – across the water?
Land’s End should be a wild, inspiring place chock-a-block with myths and folk tales. It is not.
Carn Gluze, surrounded by the smoke stacks and debris of past industry and just outside a town should – by all rights – be a ‘quick look around’ jobbie.
It is not. Not by a long chalk........