I will be happy.
No matter how many times I walk on the beaches of Gower I never ceased to be wow-ed.
I've been trying to find the origins of the phrase, 'to warm the cockles of my heart'. The idea generally put forward is that in the sixteenth century the term cochleae cordis was used to describe the ventricles of the heart. And cochlea sounds a bit like cockles?
Not totally convinced but then again there doesn't seem to be a better explanation.
We do get cockles on south Gower as demonstrated by the photo but it's the north Gower area of Penclawdd that is particularly famous for them. It's said they were enjoyed by the Romans during their occupation.
I like mine fried with bacon, with cheese grated on top, and lots of fresh crunchy bread to mop up the juices,
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A empty beach looks so serene!
That is a spectacular beach. Nothing like a walk on a beach. The spirit sings!
I love the Gower.
Well that would work for me if that's what heaven looks like.
I love a good beach - like this one! Living in a landlocked state, I've rarely been to a beach. Special each time.
In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!"
https://youtu.be/EUWb1jcmMnk?si=-hXhnIhx0Nh_6IVP
I love cockles just as they are, with vinegar.
according to your bible, heaven is hotter than hell. so a good place to cool cockles.
...cook
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