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Cliff maps
Historic maps of Cliff and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Cliff maps
Cliff photos
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Golant| St Winnow| Lerryn| Bodinnick| Fowey| Tywardreath| Polruan| Polkerris| Lostwithiel| Lanreath| Pridmouth| Menabilly| Par| St Blazey| Restormel| Biscovey| Lanlivery| Pelynt| Luxulyan| Carlyon Bay| Helmen Tor| Polperro| Charlestown| Talland Bay| Porthpean| Doublebois| Trenarren| Lanivet| Dobwalls
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Memories of Cliff
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Cornwall memories
Diana Luck
Many years of happy days at Bodriggan as Diana Luck's nephew, one of many! Sadly she died early this year but will never be forgotten.
Great memories of Barbara and Gerry at The Fisherman's Arms, beer straight from the barrel, roaring fire and darts.
Also great times had with George Luck (her husband, my uncle) on Ruda out of Fowey.
Happy to be contacted
Mark David
Holiday Memory
In the previous two years we'd had our holiday in South Devon, but in 1958, for some reason, my father decided we would stay in Lerryn, & booked himself, mother & I into a B&B (possibly The Old Forge?) by the river. I was 11 at the time, & it was decided that my older brother would stay at home in London & look after the dog & two cats, so I was going to be on holiday for the first time without him to keep me out of trouble!
We had a motorbike & sidecar, and when the long journey was nearly over, (no motorways then!) something went wrong with the bike's electrics, & the lights became very dim. I remember us peering at the old-type fingerboard road-signs in the gloom to see where we ought to be going. Eventually, we arrived in Lerryn at the dead of night, to find that the proprietors of the B&B had assumed we weren't coming, & had locked up & gone... Read more
Unchanged Lerryn
Lerryn is a place that one almost wants to keep secret so that it does not become a popular destination. It has barely changed in a hundred years.
A beautiful and unspoilt village in a steep sided valley, Lerryn lies at the tidal head of a tributary to the River Fowey.
A place to take gentle strolls through the National Trust's Ethy Wood, said to be the inspiration for Kenneth Grahame's "Tales of the Riverbank" and "Wind in the Willows". One almost expects to come across Mr Toad, Ratty and Mole lounging on the riverbank as we stop to watch a heron pick his leisurely way along the water's edge.
Returning the way we came we can cross to the village on the opposite bank, either by the narrow road bridge dating back to the sixteenth century or have fun crossing the shallow creek by way of the stepping stones. One false step and one could fall to an untimely... well, get wet and muddy... Read more
Living in Lerryn
I have such fond memories of growing up in Lerryn during the 1960s, the school was such a pleasure to attend, Mr Sillitoe was headmaster. I can also remeber the regatta every year, it was such a treat to have the fair assembled along the riverbank with mud races in the river. I can even remember a dancing horse and other entertainment in the Ethy house gardens. The two shops were owned by Mr Mansell and most of my time was spent working on my freinds(Derek Collins) farm or making go carts from bits we had managed to reclaim from the tip, we were a big family I had 5 sisters and 3 brothers I can remeber 3 of my sisters entering a beauty contest in the village hall. Happy Days
Happy Days at Lerryn & St. Veep
As a 10 year old and London evacuee Lerryn became home for a while. First being billeted at a retired naval captain's house by the river near the bridge. His name I believe was Capt. Pippit or similar. He owned a small motor launch moored up the river which was great fun to play on. One day it disappeared which later in life realised it was taken for Dunkirk. Sad to say it never returned. I can recall whilst playing in the woods nearby meeting two girls and being taken to a large house in the middle and having a drink and biscuits. One girl was Tessa Onslow, the Earl of Onslow's daughter, the other her companion.
Later on I was transferred to another billet in St. Veep with Mr & Mrs Hawkins (Uncle Tom & Aunty Netta) and their son Michael, it was here that my love of Lerryn & St. Veep was established for the whole of my life. Going to school meant a one & threequarter mile... Read more
WONDERFUL MEMORIES.
I have wonderful memories of Fowey, as a teenager I used to go and stay with a lovely lady in a cottage leading down to the centre. She had a son and daughter but I think they had left home, one to go nursing and the other in the Navy. I remember how the ships used to come into Fowey for the china clay, and the young crew used to come on to the beach with tins of fruit, and all manner of goodies. Being in my teens at that time, I managed to find myself a pen pal, named OKNINE MEYER, from Tel Aviv, strange how I should remember that name after so many years, when I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday! Of course like so many other things, time goes by and one loses contact, sadly. Two years ago my daughter asked me where I would like to go as she had a few days free before going to... Read more
Memories of Tywardreath
My family moved to Lanescot about a mile and a half from Tywardreath in 1965, we owned Lanescot Farm which we bought from Mr Frank James when he retired. I went to Tywardreath school for 2 years before going on to Fowey Comp in 1967. Miss Monica Simpson was the head misstress at the time, a strict and formidible character who disliked non-Cornish children (and her with a name like Simpson), children who started their education at schools other than hers, and children who liked music (and didn't she make sure we knew it). Other memories include friends who lived up Poldrea, the Vivo shop opersite St Andrew's Church, Littletons shop in Fore Street, Roddas shop up a bit and opposite Littletons, Hudsons Haberdashery, Harlequin hair fashions, Jons hairdressers (still there), the chip shop (still there), Jimmy Husband mens' hairdresser (between St Andrew's and the old police station, which was in Church street), Fred Richards, landlord of the New Inn, Charlie Hawkey of New House Farm (now owned by Dick... Read more
