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West Taphouse maps
Historic maps of West Taphouse and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all West Taphouse maps
West Taphouse photos
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Doublebois| Restormel| Lostwithiel| St Neot| Dobwalls| Lerryn| Lanreath| St Winnow| Moorswater| Bodmin| Lanlivery| Golant| Helmen Tor| Duloe| Pelynt| Liskeard| St Cleer| Tywardreath| Sandplace| St Blazey| Par| Biscovey
West Taphouse area books
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Cornwall memories
Richard Talling's "Fancy Repository"
This photo shows (just) the shop unit (on the right behind the post boy on the pavement, currently the Londis store) which I believe formerly housed famous Cornish mineral dealer Richard Talling's "Fancy Repository" (Mineral shop) from around 1844 until his death in 1883. I would very much like to track down any photos which may exist of either Richard Talling or his shop (exterior and interior) on the corner of Queen St and Fore Street for a biography that I am working on.
An Evacuee During WW11
Packed off to Lostwithiel in the train from Paddington and found myself living in the Black Prince's Castle - Restormal. Well not quite, the farm on the Estate. I was baptised in St Winnow C.of E Church as part of our peregrinations and ended up living on Bodmin Hill in one of the terraced houses near the top on the east side. Went to Bodmin Hill Infants, as time went on, with my brother Nicholas. I recall the poor Postman, afflicted by a gas attack he was subjected to during WW1 'twas said, though he never spoke about it. My first love/crush on another evacuee damsel from "Middlesex" etc etc. Alas back to London in time for VE Day. Memories of the "Moor" and flitting round with the other evacuees are vivid. I have had every sympathy for DPP's (displaced persons) since. MORE FOLLOWS. jlt
Twelve Woods Place
Yep, the year was 1967, I was always hanging around with John Webber, Timothy Rampling, and all the others that joined the gang. The summer was with us and we as kids obviously got bored, so decided to break into the infants school - remember Miss Nile anybody? She did not like me and I must say, she was not my favourite either. Anyway we broke in and ate all Miss Niles chocolate bars that she kept for the good kids. Hence I never got one. Me laughing on the way out, cos revenge was sweet, picked up the chalk and wrote Julie Crocker on the board, need I say any more, hahaha. Anybody who knows me, send me an e mail at torpointjulie@hotmai.co.uk
Cheers and goodbye.
Dobwalls Adventure Park
When we used to have family holidays in Downderry year after year, we used to have days out in Dobwalls Adventure Park. It was a marvellous place with the old machinery, the 'Crazy Cavern' and of course the trains! They were great days.
It is terribly sad to hear that Dobwalls Adventure Park is now shut.
Holiday Memory
In the previous two years we'd had our holiday in South Devon, but in 1958, for some reason, my father decided we would stay in Lerryn, & booked himself, mother & I into a B&B (possibly The Old Forge?) by the river. I was 11 at the time, & it was decided that my older brother would stay at home in London & look after the dog & two cats, so I was going to be on holiday for the first time without him to keep me out of trouble!
We had a motorbike & sidecar, and when the long journey was nearly over, (no motorways then!) something went wrong with the bike's electrics, & the lights became very dim. I remember us peering at the old-type fingerboard road-signs in the gloom to see where we ought to be going. Eventually, we arrived in Lerryn at the dead of night, to find that the proprietors of the B&B had assumed we weren't coming, & had locked up & gone... Read more
Unchanged Lerryn
Lerryn is a place that one almost wants to keep secret so that it does not become a popular destination. It has barely changed in a hundred years.
A beautiful and unspoilt village in a steep sided valley, Lerryn lies at the tidal head of a tributary to the River Fowey.
A place to take gentle strolls through the National Trust's Ethy Wood, said to be the inspiration for Kenneth Grahame's "Tales of the Riverbank" and "Wind in the Willows". One almost expects to come across Mr Toad, Ratty and Mole lounging on the riverbank as we stop to watch a heron pick his leisurely way along the water's edge.
Returning the way we came we can cross to the village on the opposite bank, either by the narrow road bridge dating back to the sixteenth century or have fun crossing the shallow creek by way of the stepping stones. One false step and one could fall to an untimely... well, get wet and muddy... Read more
Living in Lerryn
I have such fond memories of growing up in Lerryn during the 1960s, the school was such a pleasure to attend, Mr Sillitoe was headmaster. I can also remeber the regatta every year, it was such a treat to have the fair assembled along the riverbank with mud races in the river. I can even remember a dancing horse and other entertainment in the Ethy house gardens. The two shops were owned by Mr Mansell and most of my time was spent working on my freinds(Derek Collins) farm or making go carts from bits we had managed to reclaim from the tip, we were a big family I had 5 sisters and 3 brothers I can remeber 3 of my sisters entering a beauty contest in the village hall. Happy Days
