Methodist Heaven

It's a very nice balcony.

And a very nice cup of tea at a modest price.

Not at all in keeping with the prime spot overlooking the prime square of a Cornish tourist honey-pot fishing village on a brilliant summer's day.

 

The modest price is explained by the setting as the balcony of a Church.  The Church in fact.  But this is not a St Jibble's or St Jessica's but just a plain old Methodist Chapel.  The question is, why in Merrie Olde Englande was there a fishing village which the state church ignored yet where the Methodists took root?

The answer is on the plaque beside a tiny fisherman's cottage . . .