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Lostwithiel, North Street c1955
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Lostwithiel, North Street c1955 Ref: L104037
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Year: 1940s
Happy Days at Lerryn & St. Veep
As a 10 year old and London evacuee Lerryn became home for a while. First being billeted at a retired naval captain's house by the river near the bridge. His name I believe was Capt. Pippit or similar. He owned a small motor launch moored up the river which was great fun to play on. One day it disappeared which later in life realised it was taken for Dunkirk. Sad to say it never returned. I can recall whilst playing in the woods nearby meeting two girls and being taken to a large house in the middle and having a drink and biscuits. One girl was Tessa Onslow, the Earl of Onslow's daughter, the other her companion. Later on I was transferred to another billet in St. Veep with Mr & Mrs Hawkins (Uncle Tom & Aunty Netta) and their son Michael, it was here that my love of Lerryn & St. Veep was established for the whole of my life. Going to school meant a one & threequarter mile walk down a one in eight hill going and up it coming back. The school was run by a Mr. Clegg and his wife but they were replaced at some point. Should we need the cane we had to cut our own from the hedge. Apart from the bridge you could cross the river by stepping stones near the P.O. and stores. As children we used to turn the stones over and watch the eels swimming about. There was a bus service between Lerryn & Lostwithiel, arriving 9.30 in the morning and back again about 6.00 in the evening. At St. Veep I can recall one Sunday lunch when a woman walked in and exclaimed " Tom my b....y cars broken down again - can you have a look at it" This was Angela Du Maurier, Daphne Du Maurier's sister. At some point I believe Daphne turned up with her husband "Boy" Browning but was too young to really take the event in. There was a flurry of interest when Eric Portman, a relatively well known actor, bought a cottage in Penpol down the hill from St. Veep. He was very easy to talk to. I recall bringing the cows from the fields for milking and being amazed at how they knew their own stalls. Helping Farmer Langmaid (?) at harvest time, planting potatoes, hoeing vegetables, hay making etc. etc. etc. Then there was Farmer Hawkins down at Hayes Farm where I was often asked to take a cow, wait, then bring her back. I did catch on later in life why. Cider making at Hayes Farm was quite a social affair. Some local names I can recall quite easily, Ida Martin, Ruth Martin (not sisters or related) and a Hoskins. These are some of my very happy memories which have never left me. Last edited: 28/07/2008 14:25 by John Keene-S |
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Year: 1964
Living in Lerryn
I have such fond memories of growing up in Lerryn during the 1960s, the school was such a pleasure to attend, Mr Sillitoe was headmaster. I can also remeber the regatta every year, it was such a treat to have the fair assembled along the riverbank with mud races in the river. I can even remember a dancing horse and other entertainment in the Ethy house gardens. The two shops were owned by Mr Mansell and most of my time was spent working on my freinds(Derek Collins) farm or making go carts from bits we had managed to reclaim from the tip, we were a big family I had 5 sisters and 3 brothers I can remeber 3 of my sisters entering a beauty contest in the village hall. Happy Days Posted: 04/02/2008 19:18 by Duncan Hendry |
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Year: 2004
Unchanged Lerryn
Lerryn is a place that one almost wants to keep secret so that it does not become a popular destination. It has barely changed in a hundred years. A beautiful and unspoilt village in a steep sided valley, Lerryn lies at the tidal head of a tributary to the River Fowey. A place to take gentle strolls through the National Trust's Ethy Wood, said to be the inspiration for Kenneth Grahame's "Tales of the Riverbank" and "Wind in the Willows". One almost expects to come across Mr Toad, Ratty and Mole lounging on the riverbank as we stop to watch a heron pick his leisurely way along the water's edge. Returning the way we came we can cross to the village on the opposite bank, either by the narrow road bridge dating back to the sixteenth century or have fun crossing the shallow creek by way of the stepping stones. One false step and one could fall to an untimely... well, get wet and muddy up to the knees! Generations of kids have shrieked and giggled their way across these stones and often, lifelong memories are made up of such simple pleasures. The village of Lerryn has a well-stocked Post Office and general store, and next door is the 16th century Ship Inn, an excellent place for a pint and a meal. Just across the road is a tiny bric-a-brac shop which appears to run on the honours system and having browsed and selected some strangely formed piece of ancient pottery or knick-knack one drops a few coins in the can at the door. Lerryn is reached via typically narrow Cornish lanes with their high banked hedges and is just a couple of miles from the nearest town, Lostwithiel and is within a fifteen or so minute drive from Fowey either via Lostwithiel or more adventurously via a tiny pedestrian and car ferry which crosses from Bodinnick to Fowey. Lerryn is well worth a half-day visit for those who want to get away from the nearby, more touristy beaches and towns, yet such attractions as the world renowned Eden Project are just a few miles distant. Last edited: 12/06/2007 15:17 by Peter Marks |
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 St Blazey, Landreath Place c1955 (ref: S8007) |
Year: 1910s
Cornish Arms Hotel St Blazey
I have found from doing family history that my great grandfather George James Andrews died at the Cornish Arms Hotel on 25 Dec 1919. If anyone has any info about the hotel at that time I would love to see it ,or hear from any relatives of the Andrews family. Posted: 18/08/2008 12:39 |
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St Blazey, Landreath Place c1955 (ref: S8007) |
Gran and Granddad
Granddad helped to build Landreath Place, mum and her family moved into number 55, where both grandparents lived till they died. Also there was other family living in this street, my great grandfather John Renowden, my great Aunt Elsie Renowden, great Uncle Les great Aunty Gladys, great uncle Sid Bishop. all sadly passed away.Landreath today looks almost the same except the speed humps, miss the little sweet shop, loved the smell when we used to go in. And the chip shop was out of this world, remember gran sending me down to buy a bowl full of chips for our tea. Top of Landreath used to be a farm (Now all houses) was a short cut to Spit beach, right next to Par. So many happy memories of St Blazey, always feel like I have come home, my sister now lives in this street now. Posted: 10/08/2008 18:42 by Dianne Lawrence |
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