Less than ten miles round the bay, high above beautiful Porthcurno beach, is the Minack theatre. Precarious, dramatic and unlikely as it seems way up there on the cliff-top, it’s even more remarkable when you realise it was willed into existence by the dogged persistence and physical force of a woman called Rowena Cade. With helpers, hand-tools (and, occasionally, dynamite), she created a theatre out of a cliff-face in the 1930s. Much of what people see and sit on now was physically made by her from concrete mixed with sand from the beach below (which she carried in sacks all the way from the bottom to the top of the cliffs). In Newlyn itself you’ll find narrow streets, some of which – like Chywoone Hill – steeply follow the lie of the land as it rises from the water’s edge. Shops are small, local and independent, for the most part, and there are still well-established and old pubs here too, as well as – obviously – more art galleries than you might reasonably expect in such a small town.
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