Mitchell

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My Childhood

I was born in 1944 in my grandmother's house named 'Bloemfontein' at Higher Fraddon.
She named the house after the capital of the Orange Free State of South Africa where she was born.
Her father, my great-grandfather Parkyn, was a miner and made his wealth? and each of his children were able to have a start in life. 'Bloemfontein' was my grandmother's start and my birth in that house was mine.
Within a short distance from that house lived my Gran Parkyn in a bungulow called Karee.
My grandfather's aunt, Bessie Goodman, lived a short distance away and there were other relatives such as the Cann family and Aunt Helen and Leda White, all lived on the same road, the only ...read more here
A memory of Higher Fraddon contributed by Peter Crago-Goodman

Memories of a wartime evacuee

I arrived in St.Columb Minor a lonely five year old after travelling all day by train from Wood Green which is in north london. I was lucky to be placed with a lovely lady named Mrs Burden whos husband was away in the army. There were two daughters Von and Barbara . Our neighbours were Mrs Webber husband and son Dennis to the other side was the local provision store Tribilcocks across the road were the Bennett family. At the top of the street was the Bakery by the name of Strongmans whose wares I can still remember with much relish. The public house
at the bottom of the street was taken over by off duty american airmen who were ...read more here
A memory of St Columb Minor contributed by Brian Wells

theatre

I think it was around this time when we got very excited as a whale had been washed up on the beach, which brought a few people to look at it. Also there was a small theatre there called the Cozy Nook which we changed to the Nozy Cook, I wonder if it is still there and going?
A memory of Newquay contributed by nicholas howell

Home

We - that means my brothers  and I - arrived at the home from Kent and although we were very small at the time we grew to know this as home. My best memories are of a Sister Esther who looked after us, and watching the TV which had just arrived, plus the very large and thick chocolate Easter egg which had been donated to the home. We knew a couple of boys called Patrick and Howard who were brothers. I am trying to find out what happened to the home after we left in 1958?
A memory of Newquay contributed by nicholas howell