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To be frank, I can’t remember huge amounts about my trip to Guernsey. We flew from Southampton and Chris made me a certificate for being brave and flying in a small plane. I quickly discovered the island was small and easily circumnavigated, with areas of dramatic coastal cliffs and pretty bays. Chris had been before several times and wanted to take me to his favourite spots.
We stayed in the capital of Guernsey, St Peter Port. It's an old town, with Roman antecedents. Today. it's definitely a tourist mecca with a very French flavour, visited by over 80 cruise ships each year. There are fish restaurants galore, plenty of fish platters with big-budget scarlet lobsters. The harbour is dominated by thirteenth-century Castle Cornet. Here, there are several museums to entertain and scarlet uniformed gunners parade out to music at midday and fire the(very noisy) noon day gun. There’s also Hauteville House, the lavish former home of exiled French writer, Victor Hugo. He completed Les Misérables here and it’s actually now owned by the city of Paris, (so France has claim to a very small part of the island still) and houses an honorary French consul, as well as other museums.
The other main tourist site, on Guernsey, is what is promoted as the smallest chapel in the world. It’s fairly recently built (designed by a French monk), early twentieth century, and unusually decorated with shells pebbles and broken china and shells.
Channel Islanders believe they are descended from ‘pouques’ – or fairies. As with Jersey, there are many legends on the island, which feature these elusive creatures. There's even a fairy ring on the western side of the island. Your wishes will come true if you walk around it three times. According to local folklore, Guernsey was once even invaded by a group of fairies, lured by the beauty of the local women. A bloody battle ensued, inspiring the name of Rouge Rue (Red Road) in St Peter Port. There are witches too. Many of the houses sport “witches’ seats”. These sticks of granite are so that the witches can stop and rest, instead of running round casting spells.
We made a boat trip to Sark, also part of the Bailiwick of Guernsey. It is a royal fief, with its own set of laws based on Norman law and its own parliament. It has a population of about 500. Little Sark is a peninsula joined by a natural but high and very narrow isthmus to the rest of Sark Island. We sailed across the channel known, as the Big Russel, to get there. Plenty of amazing rock formations on the way. Charming scenery, and no cars allowed (only bicycles, and tractors). You can walk easily along the coastal paths - it’s very small - or hop onto one of the local horse traps.
And I bought a traditional navy blue woollen fisherman's jumper - called a guernsey - of course. Guernsey sweaters were knitted for fishermen, dating back as far as the sixteenth century
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