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 Blog No. 12  The Wassail




Here is the section from my book on the Wassail. Just click on the URL to open.

Christmas Book - Wassail


Left school at fifteen and in my working life have had some 50 jobs, these range from merchant seaman to managing a 400-acre farming estate. My years as a Greenpeace campaigner were probably the most satisfying fighting to defend the wildlife and environment. 10 generations of my wife Sandra Vingoe's family are descended from Sennen in Cornwall U.K. and we have just celebrated 56 years of marriage and have one son who lives with us.in Cornwall.

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