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Church Cove maps
Historic maps of Church Cove and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Church Cove maps
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Landewednack| The Lizard| Cadgwith| Kynance Cove| Ruan Minor| Poltesco| Kennack Sands| Polurrian Cliffs| Mullion| Coverack| Poldhu| Goonhilly Downs| St Keverne| Porthoustock
Church Cove area books
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Cornwall memories
George Appleton
My great uncle lived with his family at 46 Park Browad in Landewednack. The family history suggests he and his family lived around here until a move to the Lizard. He was a doctor and 2 of his sons followed his profession and also lived with their father for some time according to cencus forms.
Any help from anyone with some knowledge of this family would be so grateully received at: janet.hammond1@gmail.com
Many thanks if you can be of assistance.
Janet
George /appleton of Parc Braws
I have since discovered that Dr George was my great great grandfather. His son, George David A went to school in Helston and by the age of 16 he was in Australia - has anyone any knowledge of him? On his return he and his wife lived seperate lives at different addresses in Penzance - 2 of his daughters lived at Parc Braws with Tom Appleton. I would love to know more about his family..... Janet Hammond
Great Uncle Charles Shop
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.
Holiday
We visited the Lizard during our summer holidays. It was the hottest year for years. We stayed in a caravan, on a caravan site near the Mousehole junction. There was my parents, my brother, sister and in the other caravan, next door was my two cousins, uncle and aunt.
The first couple of days we stayed close as it was a long journey from Nottingham, in a Hillman Imp we nicknamed 'the bumble bee' because it was bright yellow with a black stripe either side. After exploring other parts of Cornwall my sister, female cousin and I decided to go for a walk. We were all under the age of seventeen (you can't do this now) we told our parents that we was going to look at the horses up on the main road. It was a riding stables. After that we carried on walking and ended up at the Lizard. It was a small place, old fashioned shops that were nothing like big towns and cities. The people... Read more
Many Friends
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.
An Evacuee's Memory
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 area and did not want to return to London when the war was over. I remember we didn't get any coupons for sweets, but we would buy sweet malt bread from the baker and think we were in heaven. I remember the movies in the village hall, probably about once a month. If they were suitable we were allowed to attend. Before school the older children, and I was then 12, went to a farm to bring home the milk and eggs in a small cart. We would attend church in Ruan Minor. My name then was Sheila Gray. Are there other... Read more
Holidays With Miss Gilbert
Back in the mid 1960s my late husband and I with our son David and later our daughter Catherine spent several happy holidays with Miss Gilbert. Her brother ran the farm and she kept house for him at that time. She fed us wonderfully well on local produce and milk fresh from their herd of South Devon cows. The more we ate the more she would give us at the next meal! Her home-made Cornish pasties were a delight to behold. Each one hung off the edges of the dinner plates when she brought them in to us. The liberal quantities of delicious clotted cream we were given with our puddings has never been matched since. I am visiting the area again in July and hope to find the farm house we stayed in and revisit some old haunts. Unfortunately I cannot remember the name of the farm house now which is a shame. I do remember that Miss Gilbert's brother married and they converted some buildings into... Read more
