The lane from Carn Kenidjack  to St Just was called Vounder Glas, which means  Green Lane. Here, in a little cottage on the  edge of the moor, lived Nanny Nankervis.
Now she was a wise old woman who knew which wild berries to eat and which plants  made good medicine. She had created a garden in one of the meadows and grew all her own fruit and vegetables. Her flowers bloomed brighter and longer than any one else's and although she lived alone  many animals came visiting and some said she could talk with them  Lfant could hear  singing and then he saw her  sat in her rocking chair in the front yard. He lifted his trunk and joined in with a trumpet of his own.
 Now Nanny Nankervis had heard many noises in her time but never anything quite like that. She stopped singing and ran  through the gate and for an old lady she moved very fast. She bumped straight into Lfant,  who was so surprised he fell  over backwards, straight into a patch of stinging nettles. With no time to waste Nanny Nankervis pulled him up with one hand and grabbed a handful of dock leaves in another and began to rub his behind. Lfant was so embarrassed but the stinging, tingling sensation stopped. He was sure she had somehow  worked her magic on him. Eventually the kind old
lady asked  why he had come to visit her. Lfant told her his story and of his search. Sadly, although she knew many things, Nanny Nankervis did not know where Lfant had come from. However, she felt sure that the 'Old Ones' who spent all their days digging tin would know.
"They knew all there was to know"  she said and  could still be found on the cliffs above the sea  near the old mine workings called the Burrows.

"My friend Kerow the stag will guide you"  she said
"He is sure footed and the stony paths are no trouble to him. Once there were many of his kind roaming this valley right down to the sea. The herd was known as 'Kerwys'. If you understand  Cornish 'nan' means valley so you can see how my ancestors got the name of  NANKERVIS. Follow the stag and he will take you to the Burrows" 

With that said she went back into her cottage andclosed the door. Kerow trotted along the path for a ways followed by Lfant and then the stag turned and spoke. 

"Although I am sure footed you will find the way difficult and it is
getting dark. We can  just see the sea shimmering in the fading sunlight. If you close your eyes and imagine you can hear the waves crashing on the beach below you will be there sooner than you think"

Lfant did as he was told and if you click on him you will see where he ended up next.

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