Cadgwith, Cornwall
Cadgwith photos
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Cadgwith maps
Historic maps of Cadgwith and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Cadgwith maps
Cadgwith books
Displaying 3 of 12 books about Cadgwith and the local area. View all Cadgwith books
8 Cadgwith photos appear in 3 Frith book titles. You can read extracts and browse photos from these books.
Memories of Cadgwith
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We moved to Cadgwith in 1979, the best move of our lives, everyone was so friendly. Our two boys grew up there and had the time of their lives fishing and playing on the beach. We were sad to leave in 1987 but will never forget Cadgwith. Steve and Shiela Thornton.
Shared on 03 July 2008
Cornwall memories
My sixth and last billet as an evacuee during World War II, was at Bodrigy, Cadgwith. Bodrigy was being run almost like a boarding school with about 20 children there, and a matron to oversee us. We all went to school in Ruan Minor, and we would walk across the fields to school. I loved living in that... [more]
Shared on 06 September 2006
I have been coming to Kennack since I was a toddler. But 1972 was the first of many years that stand out to me. My family met another family and we are still in touch now, 36 years and more later.
My memories are so many, borrowing beach donkeys and going off on safaris, making dens, rope swings across rivers.... [more]
Shared on 10 November 2008
The shop on the right was run by my great-uncle Charles Johns, and the sweetshop next door by the Steps brothers, with Triggs shop on the left.
Shared on 23 May 2008
In 1969 I was 15 and quit school. I was hitch hiking and ended up in Coverack. I was drinking in the local pub, the Paris Hotel I think, when some construction guys offered me a job digging ditches and laying sewer pipes. It was summer, and the foreman had rented a field from a local farmer. He lived in a... [more]
Shared on 29 October 2009
While still at Helston Grammar School, I worked at the Headland Hotel during one summer. Pickles was the manager, he was a tyrant but I seemed to get the better of him. I wrecked the lawn-mower running over a rock while pushing it up and down those front lawns in the picture, he tried to make me pay for it out... [more]
Shared on 07 October 2008
I remember coming to live at Barclay House in the September with my sister Rachel and my Mum and Dad. We moved from Sutton Coldfield because Dad no longer wanted to work as a garage mechanic for someone else, and he wanted to own his own garage. Mum was not at all keen as she was leaving her friends behind, but... [more]
Shared on 15 February 2008
The large house to the right of the picture is called Barclay House, it's also St Keverne garage. We moved there in late 1979 and lived there for 3 years, having to leave it behind and move back to the north west due to family problems. We bought the house from Pat Johnson who had lived there with her husband.
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Shared on 28 May 2007
Extracts From Cadgwith & Cornwall books
Displaying a selection of extracts from Frith books about Cadgwith, inspired by Frith photos.
Cornish Coast Photographic Memories
Just south of Cadgwith, the Devil's Frying Pan was once a vast sea-cave before the roof collapsed, leaving this enormous blow-hole over 200 feet deep. Eventually, the remains of the roof will also collapse, resulting in the type of narrow inlet known in Cornish as a zawn.
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Picturesque Harbours Photographic Memories
Lying at the estuary of the River Helford, this small port was important in days gone by, for it supported the tin mining industry. Today, it serves yachtsmen and tourists, but it is also well known for its oysters. Fans of Daphne du Maurier visit this place, too; she based her famous novel ‘Frenchman’s Creek’ on the inlet inland of this village. Falmouth
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Cornish Coast Photographic Memories
This is an idyllic scene, which belies the harshness of life in Cornish fishing villages in past times. Apart from the obvious hazards of storms and wrecks, failure of the fish stocks for even one season could lead to starvation that was only marginally eased by scraping limpets from the shore.
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