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Historic maps of Tredrizzick and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Tredrizzick maps

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Memories of Tredrizzick

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I Lived at St Miniver

I was born in Pityme near St Minver in 1941. My mother was Annie Kinsman. We lived at Rose Cottage, Pityme. I went to St Mniver CP School. My gran was Mrs Bessie Worden, my grandad was the school caretaker. I think my relative dug graves at St Miniver churchyard.  I remember the Dingle garage near Rock, and the pond near the village centre, and the saw mills. I went to school with David and Philip Buse, Shirley Wills. I live with my partner Anne.  If any one wants contact they are most welcome, my address is johnkinsmanmarine@yahoo.co.uk. I now live in Scotland, and have worked as news reporter for the past 30 years.  
Thank you. Donald Kinsman.

Looking For Informations About Carl Jung's Seminar in Polzeath

The famous Suiss Psychologist Carl Gustav Jung held one of his first Cornish seminars at POLZEATH in 1923. In order to celebrate this event I am looking for any information about this seminar. If you know the place where Jung gave this seminar or if you have any pictures regarding the village or the event, please feel free to contact me: ott.partners@yahoo.co.uk Best regards Neil BOWDEN Director of publication of INDIVIDUATION Magazine.

Good Old Days.

I remember you, Donald,from when I was at Tredrizzick school. We had a lot of fun in the playtimes with marbles, skipping with a big rope and tag. There always seemed to be so much to do and we didn't know the meaning of the word 'bored'.The six weeks of summer holidays were spent at Porthilly beach where a large boat, Genesta'was her name was anchored high up on the sand. When the men started taking her apart we could get inside and play. Mervin used to push us around on the discarded masts when the high tides came and we used to see the steam trains from Waterloo, The Atlantic Coast Express, roll into Padstow station. After the war, in the early '50's there were sidings full of bomb cases at the station. Scary. They were great times and will never return.My email address is galaxyboy2000@hotmail.co.uk to get in touch.

Growing up (Miss Patricia May)

This is another place I rememeber well when I was growing up. My auntie and uncle lived in the village of St Minver, they were called Mr and Mrs worden. My uncle was Ern Worden and he used to dig the the graves, and my Auntie was Pru Worden. They had one daughter called Marion May. She left home in the late 60s.

Old Days Remembered

I was born In Pityme in 1941 and recently I returned to the village for the frist time in more than 50 years, I visited my old school well the new one now and was made very welcome. I walked around to the old Saw Mill site where I played as boy and saw the house where I was born in old Rose cottage which is opposite the Pityme Inn . I walked arond the village which brought back memories of my childhood days. If anyone remembers me please get in touuch I live in Scotland where I work as a newspaper Fishing Correspondent. my email address is johnkinsmannorthparade@googlemail.com. Going back was a wonderful expereince and I enjoyed the walk around Pityme and Rock and to eat a local Cornish Pasty . Memories Indeed.

Porthily Beach

Myself and my 3 sisters Ginine, Chantelle and Michaela all used to go down to the Porthily Beach regularly with our mum and dad. We have wonderful memories there.  Our dad brought home a tractor inner tube from a tyre and pumped it up for us and we played for hours on it.  Porthily is very safe, it doesn't get too deep when the tide is in.  Nowadays myself and my sisters all go down to the beach with our children.  We are creating the same memories for our children to remember when they get older.  A very happy childhood.
Lisa (Wilce)

Special Days at Polzeath

My family lived at Trelights. My Uncle Reg was a school teacher in London although he was a Trelights boy, when he came home in the summer holidays in his old Austin 6 he would often take us to Polzeath, they were special days.  
Off we would go loaded up with sandwiches and apples, oh and don't forget the little primus stove to boil the kettle for cups of tea and the wooden boards for riding the waves.  The beach even on hot days was never crowded and no one sat in the middle, only around the edges in the rocks, mainly for shelter from the sea breezes.
We made huge sand castles and sand boats to sit in when the tide was fast approaching to see how long the walls would hold out, oh the screams from the children when the sea breached the sides.
Oh they were lovely days.

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