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Historic maps of Four Winds and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Four Winds maps
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Bodmin| St Tudy| St Neot| Dozmary Pool| Nanstallon| Restormel| Doublebois| Lanivet| Helmen Tor| St Teath| Dobwalls
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Cornwall memories
Days Out
I lived at Claylands, only about two minutes' walk away from Penpont. On nice sunny days in the summer myself, brothers, sisters and our next door neighbour Michael Rowe (who unfortunately died in a fishing accident in his twenties) would go from Wenford down the railway line to Keybridge where there were only four houses. My grandad lived in one, a farmer, Mr Masters, in another, and the Yeo family in another. There was a pretty little cottage just over the bridge but I can't remember who lived there, but I think it was one of the prettiest in the area. We would then walk up the hill to Penpont, there were only about seven houses there. We would sit on a seat just outside Mr Marshall's farmyard and he would come out and tell us all about when he was young. It was different than today, it was so safe to go wandering anywhere, we felt so free as children. My grandchildren can't run around as freely, it is... Read more
Evacuation
On July 12th 1944, the day after my 8th birthday, my sister Maureen and I were evacuated from London to St Breward to live with Arthur and Ethel Hawken of Lower Lank. They were wonderful to us and cared for us with love and affection. We stayed for one year, returning to London and our family in 1945 when the war was over.
We went to St Breward School, which was quite a long walk for us, but in the springtime it was beautiful to see the primroses and daffodils blooming as we went on our way. We made many nice friends there, Bernard Skinner and Clifford Crowle being two I remember, and we enjoyed the nature walks we went on. In the holidays we helped 'Uncle Arthur' in his grocery shop and enjoyed helping 'Aunty Ethel' with her cooking. She was an amazing cook and we so enjoyed the Cornish pasties she made. The first time we ever saw the sea was when they took us to Perranporth... Read more
My Home
I was born in Claylands in 1941, my father worked at the Clayworks. I had 3 brothers and 3 sisters. I went to the village school, we walked there and back every day it took us about 30 minutes. I moved away in 1957 to Sherborne in Dorset where I married and have a son and a daughter. I also have two wonderful grandchildren. I still remember the wonderful times we had walking across the moors, taking a picnic and staying out for the day. It was a wonderful place to live and I wonder if there are many people still there who still remember me? My maiden name was Nottle. I have been back a few times but having no family left in the village I have not been back for quite some time, I expect it has changed quite a bit but to me it will always be home. We were married in De Lank chapel in 1960 but we were sad to see that it is not... Read more
Staff at The Asylum
I found when researching the 1901 census that members of my husband's family worked at the Asylum. My husband's grandfather, Alfred Charles (Charlie) Southern worked there until his death in 1944. His job was described as "Mental Nurse". Charles' sister Glen Dora also worked there as did his mother Anne and other relatives. Some were described as laundresses. I wondered whether they actually worked in a laundry at the asylum or whether they did laundry for the asylum at home.
HALLOWEEN 2007
Ok, on Halloween night 2007 some friends and myself wanted to do something different for our Halloween night, so where better to do it than at the old Bodmin prison.
So off we set at 9 o'clock taking track to the prison. It was a great evening. We spent some hours in the darkest depths of the prison and we are convinced we did see a ghost of a man in the Naval Wing, and we did some filming and we got some pictures of what looked like 'orbs', it was a very interesting evening.
We would like to point out that this is not the place to visit if you are shocked easily, as the prison has an odd smell to it and you hear a lot of strange noises and see a number of shadows that are not there when you turn around. It would be worth a visit if you are interested in ghost hunting.
MY HOUSE
I purchased Outlands in 1987 for £70,000, it was and still is my dream home with so much potential, we are still on generator and spring water, the river Camel with salmon and trout fishing is on one boundary and a stream on another boundry with a bridge to access the property.
The rear of the property has 200 acres of open forest and a little used extension of the Camel Trail that leads to Bodmin Moor one way and Padstow on the other boundary. This is a unique property with an ancient corn mill in the garden which dates back to Domesday, the leat that fed the mill is under the front lawn and the wheel pit has now been exposed. After 23 years I am still finding out the history of the place which was built as a hunting and fishing lodge prior to 1807 for the manor house at Penhargard.
We now have information from a previous tenant about the mill which was occupied by a... Read more
Fore Street in 1931
This picture shows the street as I remember it aged four. The building on the right was the office of my father's legal practice (Pomery and Gill) and opposite was the market. As a child I loved the Saturday market, when the boiled sweets of all descriptions were on sale. I also loved the stone cows' heads across the facade. My family lived at "Bosvenna" in Priory Road until the late sixties. My father Ernest Gill was Town Clerk for 26 years, and was made Mayor on his retirement from that position. Since moving to Australia in 1963 I have been closely involved in the South Australian Cornish Association, being a past President.
