Roche, Rocks 1887
Roche, Rocks 1887 Ref: 20294
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Year: 1946
First Visit
I first discovered Roche while on a motoring holiday with my parents when I was 12 years old. Being young and nimble, I was up those ladders like a monkey, much to the horror of my parents. My latest visit was last week, Monday 11th September 2006, and although I was ready to try the ladders again, my fiance would not allow me, because, unfortunately, I am not a teenager any more. I was not really aware of any changes due to the long period in between my visits, and my memory of it has obviously faded. Last edited: 15/09/2006 21:32 by David Neville |
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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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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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 St Dennis, Hendra Road c1960 (ref: S735028) |
Year: 1946
Happy Days A memory of St Dennis, Cornwall Wonderful memories of a very happy childhood. I am St. Dennis born and bred, and for me there's no place like it. My father Stanley Grigg and his partner had a cycle shop and repair business and I remember well the American G.I's bringing my mother tins of fruit and meat during wartime. I would get the odd packet of chewing gum too. The summers seemed much longer then and I can remember how I would wait for my father to come home from the quarry, we would take a jug and walk hand in hand down Prazy Hill to fetch cool sparkling water from the spring. I first went to the infant school where Miss Curtis was in charge, and then onto the top school with Mr. Pellymounter and Miss. Kent. Miss. Williams my sewing teacher always shouted at me. I could'nt sew to save my life, still can't. She always called my stitches cat's teeth. I think she was maybe the reason why I hate it so much today. Mr. Jacobs was the P.E. teacher. A really nice man. I used to love Sports Day and running. My friend Edna and I were rivals for the Victix Ludoram Trophy. Another happy memory was the class winning a Bird and Tree competition, I know I wrote essays of the beech tree and the kingfisher. I have a photograph of the class with the shield. Only three girls took part, myself, my cousin Maureen and my friend Edna. My two sisters also went to St. Dennis schools. Brenda and Pauline are both younger than me. Unfortunately we have all moved away now, but for me it will always be home. Last edited: 21/05/2008 09:17 by Marion Swiggs |
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 St Dennis, Robartes Road c1960 (ref: S735024) |
Year: 1960
My Life As Boy And Man In St.dennis A memory of St Dennis, Cornwall I moved into the first house on the right in the photo with the bay window in February of 1960 with my parents and 3 brothers. We were only the second tenants of that house. I stayed there with my parents until I got married in 1974. My father still lives there 47 years after we moved in. I have very fond memories of that house and surrounding neighbours. Mr Cory our next door neighbour at the time used to breed pigeons and a great aunt of mine gave me a couple of Bantams and I used to breed them and father would have his chickens. As children we would spend hours playing football in the road and down the bottom of the road on the village green. I was born in St. Dennis in 1953 and I still live there even though I have moved around the village a bit. When we first got married Jackie and I lived next door to the Blacksmiths Shop were we stayed for 9 years. When I was a boy every Saturday morning we would go and watch Percy Varcoe shoeing horses. I can still smell the burning as he put the shoes on to this day. We then built a bungalow in Parc-en-Bre Drive. After that we built a house at Hendra Prazey which we called TIZNICERE because it was nice there. We then built a bungalow in Kent Close then moved up to Church Road for a few years. We are currently building in Claude Grose's old builders yard. I have lived all my life in the village went to school there when Miss ALcock was headmistress and then moved up to the top school where Mr. Lewis was Headmaster. Mr. Jacobs was p.e teacher what he didn't know about sport wasn't worth knowing. I am a St. Dennis boy through and through, proud of it and wouldn't live anywhere. MALCOLM BURNETT Last edited: 17/05/2007 09:59 by Malcolm Burnett |
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