Trewithian

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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 ...read more here
A memory of Percuil contributed by Elizabeth Seward (Bryant)

The start of my quest

This is Lower Castle Road and the second cottage which is a slightly darker colour belonged to my parents-in-law, Edward and Nancy Honeyman-Brown. They originally lived in Essex but had taken their holidays in Porthscatho for many years taking hours and hours travelling through the night with their two young sons. On one such visit when the boys had grown up they saw this cottage for sale, it needed complete modernisation but they took on the challenge and turned it into the most lovely cottage. Edward lived for 5 years loving every moment here and spent most of his time visiting all the churches trying to put a family tree together for his wife whose ancestors had originally come from Truro, ...read more here
A memory of St Mawes contributed by Andrea Honeyman-Brown

damn good lodgings

go to blacksmiths cottage for fine fayre
A memory of Mylor contributed by susan petrozzi

Tregony clock tower

The clock tower has two dates on it - one from the original building, and one from when it was restored. Apparently the village council sold the clock to a visiting Australian who wanted to take it back to his country. The villagers were outraged, dismantled the clock overnight, and hid it in a local field for twenty years until they were sure it was safe. Ealing comedy via Cornwall! I lived in the house in the photo, so the clock is very dear to my heart.
A memory of Tregony contributed by Amanda Pickering