In Fields Of Gold - a Memory of West Pentire.

Mum and Dad lived in Crantock for years and when I could get away from London I would visit them.
We would always have a walk in the evening out across West Pentire. It was magic to my soul with the sky larks over head and the beautiful wild flowers in the fields. Sadly (so very sadly) my Dad died of cancer. We scattered his ashes on the cliffs above West Pentire with the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen. All my family still visit him there with posies of flowers. My wonderful,gentle and kind father lies in fields of gold.

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Tue Apr 18th 2017, at 12:24 pm
barbarafred commented:
My twin sister and I were at the Pentire NCHO,from about 1935-6 we left about,1944-5,just wondered if any one remember us, Barbara and Pamela Jones,our brother Norman was in the boys
part also,he stayed a bit longer than us,to finish his exams.

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