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Downderry memories

Hessenford

I have just read the memory of the fishing trips and the use of the jeep to tow the fishing boat down the beach to launch it into the sea at Downderry. I also remember that jeep as if it were yesterday. My Grandmother, Marjorie Buckley, was the Headmistress of Hessenford School in the 40's and 50's (maybe into the 60's before she finally retired) and I spent alot of my youth living with her and on family holidays in Hessenford. I spent 9 months with my Grandparents towards the end of the war, as my home town, Redditch, had been badly bombed by the Germans. My Grandather died, I think in 1947, and is buried in the graveyard at the ...read more here
Contributed by David Styler

Fishing with Billy

Billy was a hero to we boys. In the daytime you could go crabbing with him; at night, out drifting. He drove an old open jeep and at times you would see five, six or even seven boys clinging to parts of this ex-US vehicle as it bounced its way up the slipway, or tore through the Cornish lanes on the way to Looe, where he kept his bigger boat, the "Ella".
A shake, or an alarm clock at 5.00am. Pull on my boots and a thick woollen jumper. It would be pitch dark, nothing stirred in the village. As I made my way the five hundred yards to the centre of the village, my heart would be in my ...read more here
Contributed by D'Arcy Blank

Cornwall memories

Hessenford

I have just read the memory of the fishing trips and the use of the jeep to tow the fishing boat down the beach to launch it into the sea at Downderry. I also remember that jeep as if it were yesterday. My Grandmother, Marjorie Buckley, was the Headmistress of Hessenford School in the 40's and 50's (maybe into the 60's before she finally retired) and I spent alot of my youth living with her and on family holidays in Hessenford. I spent 9 months with my Grandparents towards the end of the war, as my home town, Redditch, had been badly bombed by the Germans. My Grandather died, I think in 1947, and is buried in the graveyard at the ...read more here
A memory of Downderry contributed by David Styler

Fishing with Billy

Billy was a hero to we boys. In the daytime you could go crabbing with him; at night, out drifting. He drove an old open jeep and at times you would see five, six or even seven boys clinging to parts of this ex-US vehicle as it bounced its way up the slipway, or tore through the Cornish lanes on the way to Looe, where he kept his bigger boat, the "Ella".
A shake, or an alarm clock at 5.00am. Pull on my boots and a thick woollen jumper. It would be pitch dark, nothing stirred in the village. As I made my way the five hundred yards to the centre of the village, my heart would be in my ...read more here
A memory of Downderry contributed by D'Arcy Blank

Extracts From Downderry & Cornwall books

Downderry, St Germans Hut 1890

The balconied St Germans Hut was a shooting box belonging to the Earl of St Germans, set high on the cliffs about a mile east of Downderry. In the 1920s a visiting permit could be obtained from the steward at the family seat of Port Eliot, St Germans, and ‘if warning be sent to the Hut, a simple meal can be prepared.’
An extract from from"Cornwall County Memories".

Downderry, 1894

The house on the right, outside which the rather formidable-looking woman is standing, is reputed to be the oldest in Downderry. The subject of her conversation with the equally stern-looking woman with the donkey cart is probably not last night’s party.
An extract from from"English Villages".

Downderry, from the Sands 1930

This is what children of all ages like best: fishing about in the rock pools at low tide. The long village of Downderry stands precariously on a shelf between the inland hills and a sea-washed cliff edge.
An extract from from"Cornwall County Memories".

Polkerris, Polridmouth Beach near Gribbin Head c1960

This scene has hardly changed for many years; the beach at Polridmouth is still only accessible on foot. Although we are just around the corner from St Austell Bay, this photograph gives us a good view of the prominent day mark erected in 1832 on the Gribbin Head as an aid for shipping entering the bay.
An extract from from"St Austell Bay Photographic Memories".

Polkerris, 1888

The old pilchard-curing cellar, or ‘palace’, beside the shore in the foreground was one of the largest in Cornwall. However, by the time of this early photograph the harbour seems already deserted by the fishing fleet, perhaps in favour of Mevagissey on the far side of the bay.
An extract from from"St Austell Bay Photographic Memories".