There is only one way to describe Daphne du Maurier's 'Enchanted Cornwall' and that is, enchanting. It is a marvellous book with some superb illustrations both scenic and family related and the way she tells the story endears one to the lady herself and her surroundings immediately.
She begins in her foreword explaining the difference between being a recluse and being a loner. The reason that she was thought of as a recluse was that she did not go out socially and she didn't want to do constant TV interviews. She explains that she was not lonely, that she had always liked being on her own and therefore she should be classed as 'solitary' not reclusive. Being very much of this vein myself these days, I can fully empathise with her view; I am now officially 'solitary' - although I don't mind being classed as a recluse!
Throughout the book Daphne (if I may call her that) gives a very good idea of how Cornwall has communicated with her and vice versa and for evidence of this she states that it was in Cornwall that she found herself both as a writer and a person. She travelled Cornwall with something of a dreamer's freedom and she found that places and houses seemed to whisper their secrets to her and even to share their sorrows and joys throughout the years with her.
She had a cherished upbringing with her father being the actor-manager Gerald du Maurier and her grandfather the author George du Maurier. She tells countless tales of the pair of them and how they, too, influenced her thinking and later writing. London was fine, Paris, at a finishing school, was exhilarating, but when, on 13 September 1926, her mother, herself and her two sisters set out for Cornwall in search of a holiday home, everything changed. From the minute she espied Fowey harbour she was smitten!
She found freedom to walk, to wander, to climb hills, to pull a boat and to write and, in support of her foreword views, 'to be alone'. They duly bought their holiday home, Swiss Cottage, renamed Ferryside as its original name had 'horrid associations with an underground railway station in the Finchley Road at home, in London'. It was whilst staying at Ferryside that she discovered stories and relics that she was later to weave into her various Cornish stories. And throughout the book there are swathes of extracts from her various Cornish novels [these should be avoided - as I avoided them - if one does not want to get to know too much about the novels before reading them].
She writes lovingly of her happy marriage to Lieutentant-General Sir Frederick Browning and of her search for the perfect home of their own. She found it, on the Gribben headland when she spotted 'the grey roof of a house set in its own ground in the midst of trees'. This was Menabilly, and even though she was not able to secure it initially, 'the lure of Menabilly was upon me'.
When it came up for leasing some time later she was delighted and, having imagined what had gone on there in the past often enough, she was able to secure it on a long-term lease. Of course, Menabilly became the prototype for Manderley in her novel 'Rebecca'. When she was obliged to move, regretfully and tearfully, in June 1969 she was fortunate enough to move to Kilmarth, the one-time dower house to Menabilly, so she and Tommy retained their Cornish residence in their ideal location.
'Enchanted Cornwall' has lots more stories to tell for it is a book written with love and passion and one which passes these feelings on to its readers thus making it most enjoyable. And the illustrations are excellent throughout; the scenes are superb and particularly fascinating are the photographs from the family albums.