Never went to the school but my late father purchased a goat from there. It had a pedigree as long as your arm. A number of years later someone who worked at the school turned up on our doorstep (over 100 miles away) to check how the goat was getting on! BBC showed a clip on Spotlight re what seems to be a goat show at St (...Read full memory)

When I was at St Gorran my bed was pushed into the bow window in the photo, a refuge from the rest of life.

I attended in the late 1950's. I understood it to be mainly for children whose parents were abroad. There were 2 teachers - one I cannot remember the name of and the other was Miss KR who always wore corduroy trousers and had an Alsation or German Shepherd dog. She often hit me with a ruler for the most (...Read full memory)

I went to school here at this house, Machan. It was used as a school from the early fifties to the middle sixties. The house itself was built in the art deco style, possibly in the years immediately before the war, or at latest in the late forties. Most of the students were boarders with a few day school pupils. At (...Read full memory)

I do not have any memories of Manaccan, but my gt gt grandmother Mary Glasson was living there when she married my gt gt grandfather in 1825. Sadly I have not been able to trace her parents or their origins. Mary died in 1844 from a cerebal haemorrhage and her husband later married Ursula Kempthorne who also came from Manaccan. I wonder how much the church has changed since those days.

I don't have any memories but tracing my family tree I have discovered that a branch of my family came from Manaccan, Bowchers and Urens. So its nice to see what the church was like. Carol