SAILORS MISSION, NEWLYN

As a boy during the Second World War I served as a Sea Cadet at Newlyn where on numerous occasions we made use of the facilities at the Sailors Mission. I loved to listen to the old sailors talking about past memories and often shared in a mug of steaming hot tea.
Every so often my mother would ask me to visit the harbour where I would find the fishermen returning with their catch. Sometimes if they were in a good mood they would throw me a few fish which I would proudly present to Mum.

Happy days remembered with great affection.