Whether seen in broad daylight,

Or even the darkest night,

Lanson is a wondrous sight,

Truly, a traveller’s delight!

Arising from the ground, built on a mound,

Lanson Castle can be found.

A monument to medieval power,

With its formidable Norman tower.

Looking down on cobbled streets,

Quaint shops and cafes do meet.

Where one may sit for a while,

Before taking the next mile!

Erected in the Square,

A memorial stands there,

Honouring the fallen and the brave,

Lying silently in their graves.

Of other towns,

Bude and Holsworthy can be found.

But should you seek respite -

Within a ‘stone’s’ throw,

Further info you will know.

Built in 1753,

At Castle Street you will see,

In a Georgian House, for free,

A find of mesmerism: 

The Lawrence House Museum!

Where within its the rooms,

Amongst the looms and brooms,

Displayed and arranged,

Are relics of a bygone age.

A story, however, that must be told,

Of a Cornish lad of olde.

Charles Causley was his name,

A teacher and writer of much fame.

Where inside a room,

One may, ‘consume,’

The ‘collected’ works and more,

Of Lanson’s poet of yore.

Other attractions set to please,

And found within much ease –

Churches, Libraries a Steam Railway and more,

Brings Lanson to the fore

Here also, we tell,

Of two hotels –

The Eagle House and White Hart,

Each having played its part,

From Lanson’s start.

So, if by chance,

You should happenstance,

On this ancient capital of Cornwall,

Now, a ‘port of call,’

 You will be enthralled,

By the history of it all.

Kathy Tuck