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Pridmouth memories
Most Inspirational Place.....
I have the fondest memories of sheltering under a old brolly with my Mum, Dad, Brother and Sister as we watched a storm roll in from the sea. We were the only ones on the beach all huddled together.........years later I go every year back to that beach and it makes me smile thinking of that happy little family soaking wet but huddled together and very very happy!
I always think of this area as my spiritual home, where my heart really belongs. A truly magical, wonderful place....
Contributed by Zoe Douglas
Cornwall memories
Most Inspirational Place.....
I have the fondest memories of sheltering under a old brolly with my Mum, Dad, Brother and Sister as we watched a storm roll in from the sea. We were the only ones on the beach all huddled together.........years later I go every year back to that beach and it makes me smile thinking of that happy little family soaking wet but huddled together and very very happy!
I always think of this area as my spiritual home, where my heart really belongs. A truly magical, wonderful place....
A memory of Pridmouth contributed by Zoe Douglas
First Visit to Mr Ley's Caravans
Mr Ley, ex Army Major who along with his family started probably one of the first Holiday Caravan sites at Par Sands. Mr Ley always drove a yellow Rolls Royce when he arrived to clean the vans. On the entrance to the site you entered the road passing on your left the Ship Inn and the little cream and red caravan used as a snack bar. Along the beach stood many Beach Huts well used in those days. Patches of china clay gunge, very slippery, was a feature in those days as was the white powder which covered everything in the harbour region. Even so it still was a very relaxing location then and now, because we continue to visit the ...read more here
A memory of Par contributed by Frank Lewin
My first home
I moved to 12 Edgecombe Terrace in 1965, no 12. We were renting and had just got married. I remember the toilet out the back, my husband had to go out with me with a lantern when it was dark. We lived next door to a Mrs Cowley who kept chickens out back. My mother in law Mrs Jannie Gribbin lived near by. There was a telephone box on the green opposite where I used to phone my mum in Bristol. I remember parking the car once in the Four Lords car park and being told off by the landlord.
A memory of Biscovey contributed by veronica gribbin
Extracts From Pridmouth & Cornwall books
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".
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".
A boat sails across the bay, which was known as Polkerris or Par Bay in the late-18th century.
The little village of Polkerris is situated at the end of a sheltered valley on the east shore of
St Austell Bay. There was an important pilchard fishery here, and the pier (left) was built in
about 1735 for sheltering the fishing boats rather than for trade.
An extract from from"St Austell Bay Photographic Memories".
Polkerris has hardly
changed, with virtually
no new houses in 70
years. Here we see the
village tucked away in
its valley, with the
great expanse of the
bay reaching beyond
to Black Head (centre)
and the Dodman Point
(left). The garden plots
of the houses are
prominent, sheltered
by hedges and mostly
on the south-facing
slope on the right.
An extract from from"St Austell Bay Photographic Memories".
The gable end of the lifeboat house is seen in the background, almost
at the end of the road through the village. Stone cottages, teas for sale
and no unsightly road markings are the delights of this village.
An extract from from"St Austell Bay Photographic Memories".





