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Historic maps of Boswinger and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Boswinger maps
Boswinger photos
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Gorran| Gorran Haven| St Gorran| St Michael Caerhayes| Portholland| Portmellon| Mevagissey| Portloe| St Ewe| Pentewan| Tregony| Veryan| Trenarren| Polgooth| Porthpean| Probus
Boswinger area books
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Cornwall memories
Does Anyone Remember
I'm writing about my mother and father who, during 1939 and 1940 lived at 'Cherry Tree' and 'Park Cottage', Gorran Haven. Does anyone remember these houses. Perhaps the house names have been changed since - possibly become holiday cottages, I have tried, on the internet to find them to no avail. My brother remembers an early warning siren to warn of overhead invasion. My parents names were Kay and Dan Callaghan, he was in the Navy and was probably stationed there. I do have some photos, which I can show if necessay.
If anyone has any information I would be most grateful to hear it. Thank you.
Kerry Darbishire.
Heritage 1910 to 1920
My Dad grew up in Portholland, one of seven children. There were five boys and the stories he could tell. The boys would go out at night and splash water on windows and the next day listen to the residents talk about the storm during the night. They also went out in the morning and made the ladies come to the front door by shouting "fish for sale". The funniest was the boys putting sheets over themselves at night and gliding around as ghosts. That must have been something back in those days. My grandmother caught them one day because of mud on the sheets and told them not to do that any more because if the squire found out he would kick them out of the house. Maybe that was just a threat from their mother. I would like to think that the squire would think it just as funny as I think it is.
I know which house they lived in... Read more
Thame Cottage Portmellon
I was born in 1975 and spent nearly every birthday until I was 16 years old at Thame Cottage, Portmellon with my Mum, Dad, younger Brother, Uncle, Auntie and 3 cousins. One day, when I have my own children, I hope to take them there so that they too can have the special memories that I hold so dear.
Memories of Thame Cottage; The electric meter running out, the cold shower room beyond the kitchen with the blue cupboards and the biscuit tins; the twin room in the middle with the view of the stream which used to rise in high tide; dodging the waves during windy high tides at Easter and laughing as cars tried to do the same; battonin gdown the shutters in the windy weather knowing that for years people had done the same; hanging our smelly fishing lines in the porchway with our wet wellies, rock climbing all around the bay and getting stuck on the rocks - feeling like we had gone for hours when... Read more
Notes From The Frith Files.
Names from left to right are Siah Longmade, Tommy Cloak, Bill Mills, Wilbur Hunkin, Harold Barber, Dick Nicholls, B. Over, Bill Joe Robbins, Jimmy Dunn and last Jim Bullen. Bill Hunkin is standing holding the little girls hand. By the wall, the man with the pipe is Willie Dyer and Cliff Nicholls is behind him.
Notes From The Frith Files.
Lady on the left in the white apron is Miss Douch selling fish.
My Mevagissey
I worked as a tech rep for Rylands, Whitecross, Warrington and I stayed at The Hollies, Mevagissey every six weeks. Mr Jackson was the owner, "Jacko". His daughter was married to a local fisherman. During one visit I arranged for a wire rope to be collected for the fishermen's Co-Operative from British Rope At Par .
For that action the Co-Operative made me an Associate Member of the Fishermen's Social Club. I befriended one fisherman in particular, his name was Ken Billing and when my son was born Ken insisted that I bring him to Meva. Together with my wife we came to Meva and Ken took us out beyond the Dodman and baptized my son with sea water, calling him Piran after the Patron Saint. Many a happy night was spent in the Ship Inn listening to the "Judge" hold court. Many other tales I could tell, so my family's love of Mevagissey is as strong now as was all those years ago. Malcolm Thurston
Where is This Building?
I have on my wall a large pencil drawing of this location with a different set of gentlemen, date unknown.
Have visited Mevagissey a couple of times but could never find this particular building and steps. Is it still there or has it been knocked down or renovated in some way?
Regards
Steve Saunders
