There’s something exciting about lighthouses. Withstanding
the gales and the force of the seas they are a thrilling reminder of the lonely
existence of the Keepers who used to be marooned there for weeks on end.
They are also an excellent setting for novels and Alison
Moore has recently published hers – simply called “The Lighthouse.” I look
forward to reading that as I read Jeanette Winterson’s novel “LighthouseKeeping" a strange story of orphan Silver, adopted by Mr Pew the blind lighthouse
keeper at Cape Wrath in Sutherland; Britain’s most north-westerly point.
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The Weathervane on Teignmouth Lighthouse. |
In contrast to the wild rocks of that coast,
Devon's danger comes from hidden currents
and shifting sands. At the point where
the river Teign meets the open sea this causes many problems even for
experienced pilots. The lighthouse there stands on Teignmouth promenade
and is only 6 metres high with a simple weathervane on the top.
Further south still and many miles from Cape Wrath is the
Combiere lighthouse on the western tip of Jersey
where it has stood tall since 1874. It
is 19 metres high with the lamp 36 metres to be seen above high water spring
tides, warning ships away from the treacherous shore there. How often I’ve walked across to it at low
tide; admiring the great face that has formed on the stark rocks; passing signs
recording the number of people drowned by ignoring the times of the tide. I’ve also sailed behind it, appreciating the
full splendour of that rocky coast line.
The island’s prison is in the same vicinity, a bleak place
indeed.
I believe Jeanette Winterson also has a collection of short
stories based on lighthouses and if anybody knows the title I’d be pleased to
hear it.