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Carthew| Roche| St Dennis| St Austell| Luxulyan| St Stephen| Polgooth| Charlestown| Carlyon Bay| Porthpean| Lanivet| St Blazey| Biscovey| Helmen Tor| Quoit| Lanlivery| Par| Trenarren| Tywardreath| St Columb| Pentewan| Nanstallon| Bodmin| Probus
Cocksbarrow area books
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Memories of Cocksbarrow
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Cornwall memories
Mrs Abbot's Minah Bird
My sister Linda worked in Carthew shop back in the late 60s and early 70s. Her boss was a women called Mrs Abbot. She had a Minah Bird that she kept in the kitchen but it could always be heard from the shop. It was a very good talker and was very prone to swearing. Mark Scott.
The Bones-Playing Shopkeeper
I was born in Stenalees in 1962. When I was a kid the local shopkeeper (before Mr Kemp) used to entertain us kids by playing the bones. In fact he gave me a set when I was 8, which I still have. Mark Scott.
Old Charactors & Childhood Memories
I grew up in Stenalees in the 1960s and 1970s, my sister and I have so many fond childhood memories - Dick Richards shop, the smell of the paraffin heater in the winter and buying Spangles. Old Toby Tucker who smoked like a trooper and lived by the park - Dear Mr Daw, a veteran of the Great War (with a tin leg), he is responsible for my interest in war poetry and inspired me with his stories and memories. Carloggas Downs was like our back garden and Kerrow Moor our special haven. We lived in The Lodge and always felt ours was a special house, originally built to be a vicarage. The lane behind our house was known as Bandhouse Lane and our dad, as a boy, had actually lived in the one-room bandhouse for a short time when his house in Saltash received a direct hit during the Second World War.
First Visit
I first discovered Roche while on a motoring holiday with my parents when I was 12 years old. Being young and nimble, I was up those ladders like a monkey, much to the horror of my parents.
My latest visit was last week, Monday 11th September 2006, and although I was ready to try the ladders again, my fiance would not allow me, because, unfortunately, I am not a teenager any more. I was not really aware of any changes due to the long period in between my visits, and my memory of it has obviously faded.
My Life as Boy And Man in St.Dennis
I moved into the first house on the right in the photo with the bay window in February of 1960 with my parents and 3 brothers. We were only the second tenants of that house. I stayed there with my parents until I got married in 1974. My father still lives there 47 years after we moved in. I have very fond memories of that house and surrounding neighbours. Mr Cory our next door neighbour at the time used to breed pigeons and a great aunt of mine gave me a couple of Bantams and I used to breed them and father would have his chickens. As children we would spend hours playing football in the road and down the bottom of the road on the village green. I was born in St. Dennis in 1953 and I still live there even though I have moved around the village a bit. When we first got married Jackie and I lived next door to the Blacksmiths Shop were we stayed for... Read more
Happy Days
Wonderful memories of a very happy childhood. I am St. Dennis born and bred, and for me there's no place like it. My father Stanley Grigg and his partner had a cycle shop and repair business and I remember well the American G.I's bringing my mother tins of fruit and meat during wartime. I would get the odd packet of chewing gum too. The summers seemed much longer then and I can remember how I would wait for my father to come home from the quarry, we would take a jug and walk hand in hand down Prazy Hill to fetch cool sparkling water from the spring.
I first went to the infant school where Miss Curtis was in charge, and then onto the top school with Mr. Pellymounter and Miss. Kent. Miss. Williams my sewing teacher always shouted at me. I could'nt sew to save my life, still can't. She always called my stitches cat's teeth. I think she was maybe the reason why I hate it so... Read more
Music And Memories
Is there anyone else who sang in Mrs Solomon's choir and went to Mr Pellymounter's school in St Dennis. I remember all the grownup ladies wearing their wedding dresses as we had to wear white. I was about four when I started to sing in the choir. My mother found some white silk and made me a dress that had enormous seams and hem, so that I was able to wear it for about four years. On one occasion I remember we sang in the main Methodist Hall in Plymouth. I also sang for Children's Hour from the BBC studios in Bristol. I think I was seven at the time. Mr Pellymounter had lots of friends in the theatre, among them Ann Todd and Eric Portman. He used to tell us stories of operas and he made English literature come to life. My father, not a St Dennis man, was a founder member of the St Dennis Male Voice Choir, which used to rehearse around the baby grand piano my... Read more
