The Clock Tower Restored to Rightful Glory

On one of the many clear cold days in February the beautifully restored cupola was returned to its home on the stable building at Trelowarren. Everyone seemed to find a reason to be in the yard as the Macsalvors’ crane unfolded itself prior to swaying into action.

While we waited with bated breath, David and David and Joe (and sometimes Daniel and Pete), and of course the crane directions man, went into conclave. Apart from it all sat crane-man, permanently attached to the seat and impassively awaiting instructions. All the different possibilities were dusted off and re-visited to check that the right decision had already been made. Occasionally crane-man’s sibyl retired to debate the finer points with the oracle in the cab.

Finally Joe and Daniel and David (H) climbed the scaffolding and an enormous bucket was lifted to the top of the roof: the crane was in action and the excitement was palpable. Then it came back down with the first of many loads of building rubbish that had accumulated in the roof space over the decades.

I went to get a cup of coffee.

Twenty minutes later the cupola itself was on its way up and to celebrate an auspicious occasion a rainbow appeared. In the next few days the clock faces and hands, restored and re-painted, were replaced, the bell re-hung and a new clock installed. So now the Trelowarren clock once more rings out the hours in a most mellifluous and calming way.
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