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I've got the day off today, not to go to Culdrose, but to take my Dad to the Yealmpton Show (flowers, cattle, sheep etc), but as we speak the local weather isnt that good, so not sure what to do.......

Martin

you are right weather is 8/8 at the moment and raining...forecast for worse later. You can almost set your barometer by Culdrose airday! I'm going anyway..

Looks like I picked the right week to visit then.

Hi Eddie

Just shown the good wife your photographs, her response was "Wow, isn't it nice, we'll go there next year"

I was 13 when we went to Cornwall stopping at 'Orchard Village' near St Agnes for two weeks. Lived in Nottingham then and with no motorways we left home at the ungodly hour of something like 4.00am, why so early? from what I can remember it was a loooong drive.

Spent some time at Chapleporth Beach where I first experienced surfing, never got to the stage of standing on the board in fact, spent most of the time trying to catch it after getting washed off!!

Many thanks again Eddie, if you have any more then please post.

Regards
Nigel.

Hi Nigel,

Glad you liked them. I'm sure you'll have a great time when you visit. I'll have a look at the rest of the snaps again and post a few more shortly. ;-)

Great, looking forward to that.

Regards
Nigel.

well culdrose airday was a washout...vis down to 50m at times so I came home..sorry no pics.. I have lived here all my life so I just guess you take the place for granted....perhaps I need a holiday in Nottingham to remind me?

Nigel H-J wrote:Hi Eddie

I was 13 when we went to Cornwall stopping at 'Orchard Village' near St Agnes for two weeks. Lived in Nottingham then and with no motorways we left home at the ungodly hour of something like 4.00am, why so early? from what I can remember it was a loooong drive.

Regards
Nigel.

Brings back some memories, Nigel - I think we left around 2:00am and I remember getting to Cornwall (or maybe Devon) around dawn. No one knew what a motorway was in those days. The narrow roads in Cornwall were a little frightening in the half light and although I wasn't driving (I was 11) I was plenty scared. I kept imagining something coming in the opposite direction at speed and the end of my young life. I suppose I was a back seat driver from early on. Of course getting the car into Polperro was a major challenge and I think we had to park quite a hike from the house we had rented. I have never seen such narrow streets before or since. Polperro was a fascinating place, complete with a village witch called "Alice Fish" and her warlock husband. My sisters and I suspected there was smuggling going on, but that probably was an overactive childhood imagination. I used to walk to the baker every morning to buy fresh bread and I can still recall that wonderous smell of fresh baked bread. My parents befriended a local artist who was also the postmaster and I still have one of his oil paintings of the locale hanging on my wall.

On the way home we went to Lynton and Lynmouth and I think the hill there is one of the steepest in the UK. I was so frightened by the prospect of brakes failing going down the hill. They have sand banks and runoffs placed on the hill for just that situation but when my father pointed that out, it was no comfort to me. I lost my breakfast when we got to the bottom of the hill. Unfortunatly, I vividly remember that. :@ HELP

Ok enough geezing for now.

Nigel #2

T6flyer wrote:I've got the day off today, not to go to Culdrose, but to take my Dad to the Yealmpton Show (flowers, cattle, sheep etc), but as we speak the local weather isnt that good, so not sure what to do.......

Martin

Went down to St Columb Major (just off the end of the runway at St Mawgan) and bought a new flying suit from a shop there (was after a cold weather jacket, but didnt have my size), then tried to get lunch in Wadebridge but it was heaving with holiday makers looking for something to do. Had a very nice lunch in the Quarryman Arms at Edmonton just outside Wadebridge with Betty Stoggs on draught. Afternoon down to Fraddon and then dinner in the Flying Club.

The weather was terrible and all day long the local commercial radio station kept plugging the Air Day saying that there was lots to see and do. Seems about 7000 people attended. A terrible shame.

Martin

Dave354x wrote:perhaps I need a holiday in Nottingham to remind me?

It's actually a lovely and cultured, beautiful city... Oh... Hold on a sec...