Luxulyan, Valley 1907
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 Luxulyan, the Village c1960 (ref: L118006) |
Year: 1940s
Evacuee In This Beautiful Village Of Luxulyan.
I was very fortunate to be evacuated to this beautiful village at the beginning of World War Two. I remember being lined up in the village hall with about fifteen other evacuees. My elder sister was with me, she was eight years old and I was five. My future mum and dad was to be Mr and Mrs Parker, I can't find words to express what wonderful and caring people they were. I stayed there for about four years, during that time Mr Parker passed away. I still have fond memories of standing by the graveside holding his beloved dog Patch. My mother and father came and joined us in 1944 at the end of the war. We found a little cottage in Prideaux just through the Luxulyan valley. During my time with the Parkers I became a member of the choir at the beautiful village church, and me being me would sing out of tune on purpose, so the vicar would make me pump the organ which consisted of a long wooden handle that had to be pumped without stopping. Great times. We all returned back to London around about 1945. In 1960 I became a London cabbie wich I did for 45 years I have since retired and I am now 75 years old, but they were the very fond moments. I have been back to visit the village and the grave of dear Mr and Mrs parker to whom I will be grateful to for the rest of my life. In the picture L118006 of Luxulyan, our house is the first one on the right. From Mr Reginald Tipple EM address regie.tipple@googlemail.com. Would love to hear from anyone connected to this story. Best wishes. Last edited: 03/11/2008 09:23 by First Name Last Name |
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Year: 1940s
Lockengate Of The ''40s A memory of Lockengate, Cornwall I lived in St Austell as a child but my Uncle Ewart and Aunt Ruby farmed at Trescoll Farm, Lockengate. From a very early age I spent every holiday with them and although only four or five years old at the time, I remember well and fondly those wartime years, the Land Army girls and the two shire horses. (The first Fordson Major tractor didn't arrive here until the early '50's.) Trescoll was up a long lane from Lockengate and each morning Uncle would harness up one of the horses and after hand milking his twenty or so South Devon breed cows would load the churns into the cart and take them down to Lockengate where there was a concrete block stand onto which they were loaded ready for the Milk Board lorry to collect. Lockengate was at the junction of the Bugle-Lanivet road (the A391) and the road to Bodwen and on the corner opposite the farm lane was Mrs Grose's shop. One of my occasional chores was to walk down to her shop to buy baccy for Uncle. Probably one of my earlier brand-awareness examples would be St Bruno tobacco, in those days only available as a 1oz hard block wrapped in foil. The main road saw only two or three vehicles an hour so it was quite safe for this young lad to go alone. The shop consisted of one small room entered by a "stable door" and wartime rationing being still very much in force there was only a limited variety of goods for sale. Brands I well remember are Reckitts Blueing for whitening(yes, really!) the laundry; Woodbine cigarettes, Swan Vesta matches, Birds custard powder, Typhoo tea, bottles of Camp coffee, Hp sauce, Colemans mustard and Cherry boot polish, which apart from black was also available in a dark brown that was described by the "N word" which political correctness no longer permits us to use. On the diagonally opposite corner to the shop was a single story house belonging to the Hambly family. This house was somewhat of a curiosity as it was constructed entirely of corrugated iron, both roof and side walls. It no longer exists but its uniquness remains clear in my mind. I have only happy memories of Trescoll and Lockengate. Last edited: 08/01/2008 14:49 by Peter Marks |
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Year: 1962
The Bones-Playing Shopkeeper A memory of Stenalees, Cornwall I was born in Stenalees in 1962. When I was a kid the local shopkeeper (before Mr Kemp) used to entertain us kids by playing the bones. In fact he gave me a set when I was 8, which I still have. Mark Scott. Last edited: 18/03/2008 14:07 by First Name Last Name |
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 St Blazey, Landreath Place c1955 (ref: S8007) |
Year: 1910s
Cornish Arms Hotel St Blazey A memory of St Blazey, Cornwall 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 A memory of St Blazey, Cornwall 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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