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Little Petherick, the Village c1960
Little Petherick, the Village c1960 Ref: L297005
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 Padstow, the Quay 1910 (ref: 69710) |
Year: 2007
Same name A memory of Padstow, Cornwall My name is Louise Brown and I live in Australia. I went to England in 2007, had a wonderful time. I spent some time in Padstow because I lived in Padstow in Sydney Australia. I had heard so much about Padstow in England, especially Rick Stein's restaurants. Padstow is a beautiful place, it holds many great memories. I live on the south coast of Sydney now, right opposite the beach, just like Padstow in England. I would love to visit again in the future. Posted: 11/11/2008 21:25 by Louise Brown |
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Padstow, the Quay 1910 (ref: 69710) |
Year: 1910s
Notes from the Frith files A memory of Padstow, Cornwall The little girl sitting is Doreen Kate Stone, boy with the black hat is Sam Harris, the two boys arm in arm are Will Gard (blonde) and Willie McOwen, the boy with arms folded is Clifford Coutsoubos, the boy in bow of boat is Cyril Thomas - all Padstowians. Last edited: 30/08/2006 10:37 by The Frith Memory Archivist |
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Year: 1930s
Birth A memory of St Merryn, Cornwall I was born on 8 October 1939 in a house called Trewalder, at Treyarnon Bay. The house belonged to Nan and Sam Odhams and they persuaded my mother to leave London - everyone was rushing anywhere and every place once war was declared on 3 September. My father was in the TA and had already been called up. So I announced my intentions on the eve of the 7th. The others were all out at the time - but by the time they returned the midwife had arrived. I'm told that every time my mother groaned they all had another gin and shouted "cheers". Sir Peter Horlick boiled the water and the midwife was most impressed "I've never had a lord to boil me water" she said - or so I'm told. My mother stayed for about a month and then took me to my grandmother in Saltdean, Sussex ... by the sea again. Is that why I love water and particularly the crashing of waves? I was to have been called Simon if a boy and Marion if a girl ... instead my mother chose Merrin, in remembrance of the parish where I'd been born. Posted: 27/10/2007 05:42 by First Name Last Name |
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Year: 1955
my years in st merryn at towan farm house A memory of St Merryn, Cornwall My father was in the Fleet Air Arm during the war and in about 1949 he was stationed at the camp in St Merryn, my parents lived at Towan Farm House where I was brought back to from the hospital after I was born at Redruth hospital. My maiden name was Wells. The couple that owned the farm was called Mr and Mrs Old, they did not have any children of their own. I was calling them auntie and uncle as we had become very close, so much so that when my dad left the Navy and got a job on British Rail at Padstow and then a council house up at Trevithick, I stayed most of my time at the farm with auntie and uncle visiting their friends and relatives with them and going to market with them in the school holidays. I went St Merryn School and three years later my brother joined me but I will never forget his first day, because he thought he was going home for dinner and was waiting at the school gates for his mummy to arrive, when Charlie Harvey came out and picked David up to carry him inside screaming and kicking to have his dinner and then old Charlie Harvey brought me down off the top table to sit with him. Those days were the happiest of my life. At Christmas and in the summer we would come up to Greenford, Middlesex to visit our grandparents then we would be taken up to London so I thought I had the best of both worlds, but I always loved it when we got on the train at Waterloo and I knew I was going home to Cornwall. But all that changed when the station was closed at Padstow and my parents decided to move up to Hayes, Middlesex. We moved in March 1960 but the day after we broke up from school mum and dad would put me on the train for Padstow while it was still open and I would stay for the whole six weeks not leaving till the day before I was due back to school. I still met up with my friend Pamela Bennett. In 1962 auntie and uncle sold the farm and had a bungalow built on some land that belonged to them. They called it Higher Towan, Towan. Auntie Lilly died in 1963, uncle Ernest remarried but he died in 1968 and the bungalow is now the doctors. I will always regard Cornwall and St Merryn as my home. I have been back a few times, in fact when my children where small we used to spend our holidays down there and I know it sounds silly but every time I come away I cry. The last time I was down there was in 1990 when I took my second husband down and we visited Edward Prynn who was our neighbour at Trevithick. I would love to know what happened to Pamela Bennett we lost touch years ago. Last edited: 28/03/2007 15:52 by Linda Neary |
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Year: 1991
Paradise A memory of Trevone, Cornwall Trevone is one of the most beautiful places in England. It has two beaches one sandy & one rocky, I prefer the rocky. My mother first took me to Trevone 62 years ago & it hasn't changed, my father was born in Padstow. What a place to live, you lucky people. Last edited: 13/06/2008 11:22 by Peter Thomas |
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