Two Illogans in one parish
Illogan is really two places sharing a name. The old village, clustered around the church and Church Square, is a small, tight cluster of granite and stone cottages that predates the mining boom and has changed relatively little in outline since. A mile or so away, Illogan Highway is a busy arterial road lined with mid-to-late 20th-century housing and newer estate infill, functioning almost as a suburb of Redruth and Camborne rather than a village in its own right. The two halves of the parish have almost nothing in common architecturally, and we quote them differently as a result.
Doors in the old village need the same patient, individual templating we'd apply to any historic Cornish settlement — openings that have shifted slightly over a century or more, stone reveals that aren't perfectly square, and a general expectation that the replacement door will look like it belongs rather than announcing itself as new. Along Illogan Highway and the surrounding estates, openings are standard, access for a van is straightforward, and the job is more about efficient delivery of a secure, well-insulated door at a fair price.






