Where Rebels Defied Kings!
Bodmin doesn’t bend—it rises. In 1497, Thomas Flamank rallied 15,000 here, marching to London against Henry VII’s taxes, boots pounding for fairness. Months later, they crowned a pretender in the square, dreaming of freedom. By 1549, Mayor Bray led 7,000 from St Petroc’s, defying English prayer books for Latin’s soul—Cornish hearts refusing “Christmas game” rites. Kings crushed them, but Bodmin’s fire never dimmed. St Petroc’s, built by guilds in 1472, still hums with their grit, its Norman font unbowed.
Today, that spirit lives—market stalls hum, Riding Day echoes old cheers, Keltek’s Rebellion Ale warms Weavers’ nights. Walk Priory Road, feel Flamank’s steps; climb Beacon’s trails, see moorland rebels roamed. Shire Hall whispers of trials, yet Bodmin thrives, no crown’s pawn. From Guron’s well to pasty shops, it’s Cornwall’s pulse—defiant, alive. Stay where rebels stood, in cottages by St Petroc’s shadow. No fluff, just heart—Bodmin calls you to stand tall, sip its ale, and write your own revolt.
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