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Glebe Barn
It was such a delight to find our house so clearly captured by the photographer in this composition! The barns pictured to the right of the church were bought by my husband and I in 1998. Originally they were grain storage barns, and in later years the village barn-dances were held there. They were converted to residential in 1983 by the previous owners, and run as a guest house. We have shared 10 happy years here in this beautiful place with many holiday visitors who came to stay.
Sadly, I have to move on now, as my husband has passed away, but the memories are permanently captured in this print.
Cornwall memories
Donkey Halt.
The bungalow in the centre of the photograph is called Donkey Halt as when the carts of pilchards were taken up the hill by donkeys they stopped there for a rest before tackling the very steep hill to the main road at the top.
'The Rame Peninsula Through Time'
I am currently compiling a book for Amberley Publishing called 'The Rame Peninsula Through Time'. The book will feature 90 old photos and 90 new photos. The new photos will all be in colour. I was wondering if anyone would be so kind as to lend me and old personal photos they have of the area? Email copies would be fine. I think it will prove to be a very interesting and attractive book when it's completed. Thanks for any help anyone can give me, it's much appreciated. Best wishes, Derek Tait. derek.tait@virgin.net
Portwrinkle Beach
My parents used to take me there after school sometimes on their half day off from Menheniot C0-Op in the 1950s and early 1960s when I was a child. It was a steep climb down to the beach from the road but worth the effort. Once a wave came in and washed our things into the sea and people scrambled to retrieve them, after that my parents always sat on the grassy bank! One Wednesday we arrived to find an ambulance and police there and they asked us to wait in our car until stretchers were brought up the path. Some children on holiday had drowned. The parents were staying in the hotel right opposite. We went to Hannafore or Looe after that as it lost some of its appeal.
Amelia Hawke
I came to live in Cornwall, just nine miles from St. Germans in December 2006. Much to my amazement, I found that my Great Grandmother, Amelia Hawke was born and brought up here in the house next door to the post office. Her father George Hawke was a bootmaker. I did much research into the Hawke family while I lived in Cornwall for about 15 months and still go back as often as I can to see all the graves of my ancestors in the graveyard opposite the church.
Scraesdon
My family, being mother, father, brother and I (Nancy Laythorn) moved to Scraesdon Cottage in 1940. Under the watchful eye of the Headmistress, Mrs Crabb, Joy Maddever, Margaret Hitchcock and I passed our 11 plus, continuring our education at Saltash Grammar. We were driven by bus each day.
During the Second World War we had a number of foreign soldiers stationed in the Fort, British, Polish, American and finally the German Prisoners of War.
It was the Americans that that made an impact, as being only 8/9 years old my brother and I were invited into the fort to watch the Ensa shows, as we did when the British were there. Sadly the Americans went from Scraesdon to the Normandy beaches, few surviving. If anyone knows the info on the American regiments I would be interested to know.
Saturday was Dance Night in the Village Hall and my mother used to help serve the teas during interval times. The RAF were stationed near, as were the sailors... Read more
That Might be Me?
I was born in the chalet that this photo on the left partly shows, in 1951. The person sunbathing could be me at 13 or 14 years of age. I was Christine Elliott then. The name was 'Lucerne', my great grand parents owned 'San Remo', next door, from about 1938. All the family went there to live in 1940, when their house was bombed in Stonehouse.
