The Harbour 1920, Port Isaac
The Harbour 1920, Port Isaac Ref: 69685
Memories of The Harbour 1920, Port Isaac
Visiting in The 90's
I loved Port Isaac from the first time of seeing, which would have been early 1990's. Since then I have been several times when visiting Cornwall - not so easy when living as I do in Australia.
Port Isaac & local memories
Read and share memories of Port Isaac and Cornwall inspired by Frith photos.
Out With my Ganny
This hill holds many memories for me, I have walked up and down this hill many times since I was a child. I was born in the village of Port Isaac and as a child I would run, walk and skip up and down Church Hill. I have a picture of my granny holding me in her arms outside the house on the left, and we used to sit on the step for a break before climbing up the very steep hill to the hotel at the top of the hill then called "HOMER PARK HOTEL, and we used to ride the horses that belonged to the hotel.
My Dad
My dad was born in Port Isaac in 1934. He went to school in Port Isaac. During my childhood and visits to his home village, he told us many stories of this school days and how they would go off fishing for the day in the small fishing boats, he would then add that no one could actually swim! He met my mum while she was on holiday there one year and next year they will be celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.
Growing up (Miss Patricia May)
My memory is my first day of school. I hated it - all I wanted to do was go home, I did not want stay there.
My family lived in Port Isaac all my life and generations before us. Myself and my sister were very happy in this quiet little village and my dad was a local village person and so were his parents before him.
My sister and myself were born in Temple Bar next door to the old bakery, I can still smell the bread cooking in the mornings.
Time For The Beach (Miss Patricia May)
This is one of my biggest memories of growing up in Port Isaac: On summer days my mum Joyce May would take me and my sister Elizebath to Port Gavern beach for the day. My mum would make a packed lunch for us to eat on the beach, and a flask of tea for mum to drink and orange juice for my sister and me, and lots of fruit to eat.
Lots of our schoolmates would go to the beach to play on the rocks and just have fun.
My mum would take us home at 4.30pm because she had to cook tea ready for my dad when he came home at 5.45pm.
