Page 17 - recollections of a life in Porthleven

In the institute there were 2 billiard tables, a reading room, and many tables
where the men could play dominoes. The institute was only for the men.

Time goes on a year or two, later my grandfather was taken ill but he still
made me happy. He was not able to get out of his bed all that often but I can
remember him asking me to go down to Mr Edwards to get him some Sailors
cigarettes (that may have been 2 or 3). Mr Edwards would have put them
into a paper bag, I would run back home with them and giving them to
Granddad. I am sure he would say, ’do not tell your grandmother mind’.
Where did Granddad get his money from? Did Gran not smell the smoke?
What has happened to the shops ie Mr Edwards, the cafe next to Mr Edwards,
the Mace shop and the cafe next to that?

My grandfather even tried to teach me how to play his banjo when he became
too ill to get out of his bed. A great Grandfather and a man who I miss today.

Grandad (middle row, 2nd from left)

with his colleagues of the Heavy Guns Infantry in Italy.