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Historic maps of Bolventor and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Bolventor maps
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Dozmary Pool| St Neot| St Cleer| Darite| Lanteglos| Camelford| Pont
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Cornwall memories
Happy Memories
I have fond memories of staying at 'Captain's Ground' a cottage in Aternun, close to the church and the pub around 1960's. Is the cottage still there? The Wilson family lived there with daughter June and son John. Where are they now?
Evacuation
On July 12th 1944, the day after my 8th birthday, my sister Maureen and I were evacuated from London to St Breward to live with Arthur and Ethel Hawken of Lower Lank. They were wonderful to us and cared for us with love and affection. We stayed for one year, returning to London and our family in 1945 when the war was over.
We went to St Breward School, which was quite a long walk for us, but in the springtime it was beautiful to see the primroses and daffodils blooming as we went on our way. We made many nice friends there, Bernard Skinner and Clifford Crowle being two I remember, and we enjoyed the nature walks we went on. In the holidays we helped 'Uncle Arthur' in his grocery shop and enjoyed helping 'Aunty Ethel' with her cooking. She was an amazing cook and we so enjoyed the Cornish pasties she made. The first time we ever saw the sea was when they took us to Perranporth... Read more
My Home
I was born in Claylands in 1941, my father worked at the Clayworks. I had 3 brothers and 3 sisters. I went to the village school, we walked there and back every day it took us about 30 minutes. I moved away in 1957 to Sherborne in Dorset where I married and have a son and a daughter. I also have two wonderful grandchildren. I still remember the wonderful times we had walking across the moors, taking a picnic and staying out for the day. It was a wonderful place to live and I wonder if there are many people still there who still remember me? My maiden name was Nottle. I have been back a few times but having no family left in the village I have not been back for quite some time, I expect it has changed quite a bit but to me it will always be home. We were married in De Lank chapel in 1960 but we were sad to see that it is not... Read more
Days Out
I lived at Claylands, only about two minutes' walk away from Penpont. On nice sunny days in the summer myself, brothers, sisters and our next door neighbour Michael Rowe (who unfortunately died in a fishing accident in his twenties) would go from Wenford down the railway line to Keybridge where there were only four houses. My grandad lived in one, a farmer, Mr Masters, in another, and the Yeo family in another. There was a pretty little cottage just over the bridge but I can't remember who lived there, but I think it was one of the prettiest in the area. We would then walk up the hill to Penpont, there were only about seven houses there. We would sit on a seat just outside Mr Marshall's farmyard and he would come out and tell us all about when he was young. It was different than today, it was so safe to go wandering anywhere, we felt so free as children. My grandchildren can't run around as freely, it is... Read more
St Cleer Church
This scene has changed little, except for the addition of carpeted areas and pews that look far more comfortable and inviting! I feel sure that every person who has walked through the doors of this church has been touched by what they have seen and the wonderful people they have met here. Todays community has added many other fine features like their fabulous millenium tapestry and the tea bar!!! I have loved this village, indeed my daughter was born here, and I have loved this church and my wonderful church family. It is with a heavy heart that I will soon have to leave here but St Cleer church will always be my favourite place and my real home.
I Lived Next Door
My family lived in the cottage next to the well during the Second World War and for a short time after. I have many very happy memories, including falling asleep on the stone monument on the moors, sitting on the stone wall of the well waiting for my father to come home, going to school where Mr Churchill was the teacher, the winter of 1947. Maybe someone will remember when I was almost drowned in the 'tin mine' on the moors and all the school kids had to write letters to me in the hospital as a school project. I would love to hear from anyone who was in St Cleer during that time (perhaps some of the kids who were evacuated there during the war). Peter Wells
Cricket at The Quoit.
I just read a memoir by John Stanyon about playing cricket at Trethevy Quoit. I played with your family.Would love to hear from Ruth. ronaldsteed@thesteeds.us
