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Post Office
My gran ran the post office from before I was born, her name was Mrs Pooley. When she retired my Uncle Eric and his wife Dorothy took it over until they too retired. I visited the village about four years ago when I found that the post office had been renovated into a private dwelling. The owners of the property very kindly allowed my sister and I to have a look around, it bought back a lot of lovely childhood memories. Forge Cottage, next door, was where my gran lived with her daughter and her family, David, Peter, Geraldine, and my mum Mavis. My mum moved up to Nottinghamshire where she met my dad. They married in the village church across the road in 1953, I was christened in the village church on Boxing Day 1954.
Sixpence of Aniseed Balls
I spent much of my childhood with my grandmother Kathleen Lemmon in Lower Park. My brother, sister and I spent our pocket money at the Pooley's post office and shop on the right.
Unchanged
It's good that Lemon Street has remained unchanged from looking at older pictures.
Although now all the houses are offices.
Tresillian Lorry
I'm restoring a 1934 Sentinel Steam lorry reg. FJ 9904 which was bought from Peamore garages in Exeter by Alex J. Roberts of Tresillian in 1951. I know Mr Roberts kept the lorry for nine years and that the original colour of the lorry when new was a light sand colour. The earliest photograph I have is 1966 when the lorry was parked in a scrap yard. I wonder whether anyone in the area would have any information or photographs of this lorry? Kind regards, John Griffiths.
Clemo's Bus
Hello from London, Canada... I am the descendent of John and Grace Clemo who owned a horse-drawn bus line between Camborne, Redruth, Truro and Penzance. I have a photo of a "square" where one of the Clemo Buses is parked. I always thought it was taken in Camborne but, upon looking at your photos, it is Victoria Square in Truro (where my dad was from - he married Annie Clemo). I can even see the letters VIC on the wall of a building on the right. The buildings on the left side are much simpler (therefore an older photo) but the roof line and chimneys match. How exciting to find that! My printer is not working right now but I will send you a copy when and if I can at a later date. Thank you. Are you familiar with Clemo's horse-drawn bus?
Evacuation
In 1940 our family were living in Southend on Sea in Essex. My youngest brother was born in March 1940. Shortly after that the Battle of Britain began and children were being evacuated away from the town. I was at the time 6 years old. One day the fighting was right over our heads and a German bomber crashed about two hundred yards away. My father decided, as far as I know, that he would look after the family and one day, complete with the baby and a pram on the roof of the car, and my mother and my elder brother (who would have been 14), we set off on a trip I remember quite well. We set off to drive to Feock and travelled through the night. I remember seeing the flashes from Plymouth which was being bombed. We also stopped so my father could get some milk from some cows in a field We arrived at Feock and went to a row of about 6 cottages which stood... Read more
Evacuee
I was evacuated in 1939 to Devoran, and was billeted with a family by the name of Eddy, my three sisters and myself. We were only there for about two months before we were all taken down with scabies, we all went off tp Perranporth isolation ward, we were all kept in hospital untill we were better, and then went back to Devoran on a bus, it stopped outside the school (shown in the picture on left). We were all lined up outside the school, when a nice lady came up to me and asked if I would like to go and stay with her, she told me she had two sons and a daughter, and lived on a big farm with chickens, cows, sheep, pigs, horses, and without giving it another thought I said 'Yes please'. They were a lovely family and looked after me like I was their own. I lived with them for four years. When I went into the army to do my two years National... Read more
