Page 4 - John's Story Vol 1

STORY 1 - 17/01/2016 – A CHILDHOOD SPENT IN PORTHLEVEN

Not photos, but nostalgic memories.

I enjoy all the photos and comments on Nostalgic Memories, and other similar
Facebook sites.

The photos bring back loving memories of my childhood and my life spent in
Cornwall, and my home in Porthleven. The memory of life with my father,
grandparents will never leave my mind (which is a blessing).

My thoughts often drift back to the happy times spent in Porthleven. Playing on
the beach in the summer. In the winter being woke up my father saying, ‘get up
boy, there's is wood on the beach’. The wind would be coming from the southwest
corner, straight into the bay. Down to the beach we would go. Sometimes it would
be just dad and myself. Many times there would be others on the beach, but more
often than not a man called Buller would be down there before us. I know Buller
has long passed but I can still picture him wading out into the sea to claim the
wood before anyone else. I can recall throwing the wood up pass the high water
mark. No one would lay claim to it then, (I’m not sure that would be the case
today).

We would not go past Blue Boy because of the distance of bring the wood back
to the back yard at Trewarvas. There it would be stacked to dry before it was
cut up to be burned on the fire.

Other memories of Porthleven - coasters coming into the harbor full of coal. The
fishing fleet, the fishermen. Cecil Hoskins owner of the Provider. The crane on
the quay. Lowering and raising the bulk with 6 or more men, all done by hand.

Carolaire, St Peters Tide, Mr Edward’s paper shop, Urnes ice cream, lost friends
and much more, there are many stories and nostalgic memories for me.