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Childhood Days 1954 On

A Memory of Perranporth.

Is the pile of sand the remains or the beginning of the Toc-H altar we used to, as children, help build on the beach for sunday service with Toc-H?
When the beach huts blew down and we skipped school to help clear up, collecting empty bottles to take back to Mr James at the cafe.
Digging holes and covering them with a towel and dry sand waiting for folk to fall in.
Helping Jack Polkinghorne with the beach ponies.
Catching moorhens by the stream.
Picking up glass fishing floats and taking them to St Agnes for the seal man to put in nets and sell to the visitors.
Riding our ponies at a flat out gallop from one end of the beach to the other, no retrictions in those days.
Those were the days when the winter swim was done without wetsuits.
Saturday pasties sitting on flat rock.
Our primitive surf boards.
Good days, great childhood.

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I also remember the altars but I remember it being for CSSM. With all the flowers pressed into the sand. Remembering the horses being "stabled" behind the memorial hall, while waiting for riders to book them out. Lucky Dip was my favourite. Watching pool games in the rowing pool in the summer, and skating in the winter.

By John Trow on Mon Oct 19th 2015, at 8:56 pm

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All my sisters used to work with Jack Polkinhorne, guiding holidaymakers on horseback tours of the town. What a great guy! A generous, big hearted Cornishman, with a contagious laugh and a friendly greeting for all. "Alright my 'ansome." Great memories, and those piles of sand on the beach? Definitely remnants of a CSSM service where we learned all about Christ and sang some very catchy tunes, like, "The wise man built his house upon the rock.". Still find myself humming them today - almost 60 years on.

By mike.feehan on Thu Jan 30th 2020, at 7:36 pm

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