Kelly Bray, Cornwall

Bluecap

I remember well the Saturday Night Dances at the Bluecap Hotel in the 50's & 60's, now pulled down. The Bull's Head was more up-market. I lived at St Dominick and remember the Cattle Market. I was going to Callington Grammer School when King George V1 and family came to open the Royal Cornwall Show at Callington we all had the... [more]

Burraton Post Office

Hi Bob. I remember your mother behind the Post Office counter. Your cat used to regularly attack our dog as we passed your front gate on the way to Burraton Park.  We both went to Saltash Grammar School in the late fifties.  I lived with Mrs Richards at 382 New Road a matter of a couple of hundred yards away near... [more]

Memories.

My mother ran Burraton Post Office from 1950 to about 1990 and sold Frith postcards. The cows are being driven by Mrs Cook, a farmer's wife, whose farm was about 300 yards behind the photographer in Liskeard Road, Burraton. The farm was called 'The Elms'. The farmhouse is still there, but is now an old peoples' home called The... [more]

'The Glass Mountain'

I remember going to Rilla Mill to see 'The Glass Mountain', I think it was Joan Fontayne. My grandmother lived in Bathpool, at Cockerels Rest with my grandfather and Charles Rice, plus dog. Charles and the dog used to walk to Rilla Mill every day to get the paper. My grandmother used to do tailoring and my grandfather worked at Harris's,... [more]

The picture house.

How many people remember the picture shows which were held in a hut at the top of the hill. I was one of the London evacuees billeted at Minions, and some of us would walk to the pictures and back again - how far was that! We were at Upton Cross school and I can recall the class being told to... [more]

Day trip from Calstock

I used to holiday in Calstock with my parents, staying with my grandparents who lived in the village.  I used to regularly take their golden Cocker spaniel, Vicky, for a walk up to the railway station. This was around the early 1950s to about 1956.
I remember being taken, with my parents and by a family friend, to a place which... [more]

Cricket at the Quoit.

I just read a memoir by John Stanyon about playing cricket at Trethevy Quoit. I played with your family.Would love to hear from Ruth. ronaldsteed@thesteeds.us

Jack and Peggy Robinson

I am a niece of former Landlords Jack and Peggy Robinson and remember with great affection the happy holidays I spent with them, helping out occasionally behind the bar and chatting with the locals. Everyone was so friendly and it was everybody's local to catch up with the latest news. We did visit again some 20 years... [more]