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Historic maps of Argal and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Argal maps
Argal photos
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Penryn| Maenporth| Falmouth| Mawnan Smith| Flushing| Constantine| Port Navas| Mawnan| Mylor| Helford| Perran Wharf| St Anthony| Devoran| Manaccan| Gwennap| St Mawes| Gweek| Feock| Percuil| St Just In Roseland| Trelissick| Goonhilly Downs| Redruth| Carn Brea| St Michael Penkevil
Argal area books
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Cornwall memories
Thomas Family
My grandfather and his family all lived in Busvannah. Alfred Charles Thomas was born in 1887 (according the family bible which has been passed down to me as the last survivor carrying the name). He had a number of brothers and sisters: I seem to remember that Henry was gassed in the Great War, and only died in the 1930's. As a child in South Africa, I had to write to his sisters Mabel and Nora. The last letter I received from great aunt Nora was in 1965. My grandfather emigated to South Africa in 1912, where my father and I were born. My grandfather opened a butcher shop in Hillbrow Johannesburg, in which he was considerably successful. He always told me that the Thomas familyy were either farmers or butchers, going back as far as he was ever told. I have no photos of early years, just one of my grandfather after he retired back to Busvannah in the 1950's.
My last connection with my family was in 1978... Read more
FISH STRAND QUAY
Yes, I 'grew up' on Fish Strand and still use it to this day. My father kept various boats off the quay and we always had a dinghy moored there, and we still do, my father is now in his 90s and I have 2 grandaughters. I remember people like Willie Henderson and Alec Henderson, and Arthur Randall. Chards Ice House stood on one side before they built the car park, it was always a good place to scrounge a fish head to go crabing off the end of the Quay having first purchased your hooks and codline from Boxalls, it was 1/2p a yard Many happy hours were spent learning to swim off the steps and diving for coins thrown by the 'visitors'. Anyone reading this who remembers me please get in touch.
B & B And Evening Meal in A Constantine Home
I believe I was about 12 years old when I stayed with my parents in a bed and breakfast house in Constantine that also did an evening meal. They were a beautiful Cornish couple and had a water pump outside the house that my father accidentaly knocked over when reversing his Humber Hawk car. I vividly remember the lady of the house making traditional Cornish pasties for tea one evening and they were the future blueprint for me for all pasties, consequently I have never tasted anything as good since. I now live in Australia but have recently re-visited the Cornish Riviera and tried without success to taste a pastie as good as the one I had made by a lovely lady in Constantine. I would love to know the name of the couple and their B & B which I'm sure has long been turned into a holiday cottage.
Damn Good Lodgings
go to blacksmiths cottage for fine fayre
Old School
I noticed that 'MACHAN' has been refurbished and on the market for 4 mil. I used to go to a school there called St Gorran School. The school actually started in Gorran Haven but moved to Gillan later. I got to be the oldest boy and lived in the 'Lodge'for a while, also in the flat over the ten car garage. For me it was a bittersweet experience. I remember long rides in the back of a Landrover (tin seats) and various chores I had to do, sometimes before breakfast. I grew to hate porridge (so hard that one used a knife and fork to eat it), I also developed a taste for raw fresh hens' eggs (another one of my chores). There were good times too, going sailing in a clinker-built crabber called 'Dessie', fishing, going into Helston with my mate Pete Farrell for Scout meetings. When I left I joined the RAF and lost touch with everyone. Now I live in Adelaide, Australia.
Evacuee
I was evacuated in 1939 to Devoran, and was billeted with a family by the name of Eddy, my three sisters and myself. We were only there for about two months before we were all taken down with scabies, we all went off tp Perranporth isolation ward, we were all kept in hospital untill we were better, and then went back to Devoran on a bus, it stopped outside the school (shown in the picture on left). We were all lined up outside the school, when a nice lady came up to me and asked if I would like to go and stay with her, she told me she had two sons and a daughter, and lived on a big farm with chickens, cows, sheep, pigs, horses, and without giving it another thought I said 'Yes please'. They were a lovely family and looked after me like I was their own. I lived with them for four years. When I went into the army to do my two years National... Read more
Ancestors Village Church
I don't have any memories but tracing my family tree I have discovered that a branch of my family came from Manaccan, Bowchers and Urens. So its nice to see what the church was like.
Carol
