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Historic maps of Lower Mill and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Lower Mill maps
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Veryan| Trewithian| Portloe| Gerrans| Portscatho| St Michael Penkevil| St Just In Roseland| Trelissick| Percuil| Portholland| Tregony| St Michael Caerhayes| Malpas| St Mawes| Tresillian| Feock| St Clement| Probus| Gorran| Mylor| Truro| Flushing| St Ewe| Falmouth
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Cornwall memories
My Fathers Birthplace.
My father Cornelius Henry Johns (Naily to everyone who knew him) was born in the little Round House on the left of the photo. He was the youngest of a large family, and there were 11 people living there in 1899. They then moved to Caragloose Farm, where his father and older brothers worked for Colliver Blamey. Colliver lived at Pennare Wallace. As soon as he was old enough my father started work on the farms with his father and two older brothers, Arch and Tom Johns. Jim, the eldest of the boys, by this time had married and was living at Camels. At the outbreak of the Great War, Arch, Tom, Naily and cousin Jack Johns all signed on for the duration of the war. Luckily all four came home, the three brothers back to work on the farms and Jack went back to his work. Lots of others were not so lucky. The women and old men kept the farms going during the war with two old horses... Read more
My Time in Portloe 1962
I was married in Veryan Church on 4th August 1962 to Michael Henry Symons Blamey and we lived in Rose Cottage in Portloe after our marriage. Our son Andrew Mark was born in 1963 and towards the end of 1963 I moved back to Birmingham which is where I originally came from. I remember the winter of 1962 as a particularly bad one, the local bus had to have chains on its wheels in order to get in and out of Portloe, and I spent most of that winter pregnant and trying desperately to save the many frozen birds by keeping them warm on the Rayburn and trying to feed them without success. We had to get our water from the Ship Inn, the local pub. I also remember very windy nights when the men were called out to winch the boats further up the beach and the smoke blowing down the chimney and coating the walls of the living room with soot. Occasionally I would go out in Papa's... Read more
Portscatho
I was in Portscatho with my mother on 15th August 1945 (V-J Day). I can remember the singing and dancing by the harbour wall. We were staying with frieds whom I have lost contact with.
My Grandparents Houseboat
My grandfather (William Bryant) built a houseboat and moored it in Percuil Creek where he, my grandmother and my mother would spend their summers in the 40s. My grandfather and his wife Dorothy were both born in Falmouth in 1902/1903 and my mother Patricia was born in Falmouth in 1932. My grandfather was a shipwright working in Falmouth dockyard and they also lived in Mylor Bridge. They all spent most of their lives in boats in and around Mylor and Falmouth. My sister and I spent our childhood in Mylor Bridge in the 50's and early 60's and regularly visit Falmouth and family members.If anyone has information about my family, I would love to hear from you.
My Pop
My pop's father was the Percuil ferryman for the St Mawes Steam Ship Co. My pop was the youngest ferryman taking people from Percuil to the ferry. He was in the local paper in the early 1900s for being the youngest ferryman in Cornwall. There was a photograph taken of him at the time, if anybody has any info on this photo please contact me. My pop's name was Cyril (Ted)Medlyn. He had a brother Charles and a sister Ada.
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Heritage 1910 to 1920
My Dad grew up in Portholland, one of seven children. There were five boys and the stories he could tell. The boys would go out at night and splash water on windows and the next day listen to the residents talk about the storm during the night. They also went out in the morning and made the ladies come to the front door by shouting "fish for sale". The funniest was the boys putting sheets over themselves at night and gliding around as ghosts. That must have been something back in those days. My grandmother caught them one day because of mud on the sheets and told them not to do that any more because if the squire found out he would kick them out of the house. Maybe that was just a threat from their mother. I would like to think that the squire would think it just as funny as I think it is.
I know which house they lived in... Read more
Penlee Stores, Fore Street, Tregoney
I was born in the same bedroom as my father at Penlee Stores, a little shop (now long gone) opposite Penlee House. My grandfather started the business, he was what is termed a hawker. He travelled the Roseland peninsula selling from his horse and cart anything anyone wanted or needed. His name was Stephen James Lidgey, known as Steve Lidgey. When he died, my father Leo Lidgey took over the business, and he and my mother ran it for many years.
The Lidgey name has now gone from Tregoney but in my childhood there were many who bore the name Lidgey. The first Lidgey in Tregoney was a George, born in Redruth in 1735, who married a Tregoney girl, Jane Dyer, on 30th September 1755 at St Cuby Church. My sister still lives in Tregoney with her children, under her married name. I, after my divorce, returned to my maiden name Lidgey. I was born a Lidgey and I will die a Lidgey.
