I spent many happy summers in Gorran Haven as a kid. lovely memories. I've recently started going back at the age of 46 and I'm still jumping off the Harbour.
This was beautiful to watch. I can vividly remember holidaying as a young child where we stayed in a little cottage in a narrow road leading to a cobbled slipway onto the beach. I remember the smell of bread baking in the street. But I didn’t know where it was until I saw a news item about the storm of 2014 and the reporter was standing on that slipway to a beach… Gorran Haven! I have many happy memories of that holiday and watching this wonderful montage brought them all back. Thank you.
Thanks for sharing the memory. It sounds as if you stayed in either Church Street (the steep hill up from the entrance to the beach) or in Rattle Street (a narrow cobbled street coming off Church Street not wide enough for cars). The south-easterly storms usually cause interesting scenes at Gorran Haven!
Those years before the modern society spoiled this wonderful country are captured in this short film. It makes me sad . It's something like Hireth in Welsh. A longing for somewhere or something that may be lost to us. Something we remember and look for everywhere.
I spent many happy summers in Gorran Haven as a kid. lovely memories. I've recently started going back at the age of 46 and I'm still jumping off the Harbour.
Well done. I'm 67 and don't think I have the guts.
This was beautiful to watch. I can vividly remember holidaying as a young child where we stayed in a little cottage in a narrow road leading to a cobbled slipway onto the beach. I remember the smell of bread baking in the street. But I didn’t know where it was until I saw a news item about the storm of 2014 and the reporter was standing on that slipway to a beach… Gorran Haven! I have many happy memories of that holiday and watching this wonderful montage brought them all back. Thank you.
Thanks for sharing the memory. It sounds as if you stayed in either Church Street (the steep hill up from the entrance to the beach) or in Rattle Street (a narrow cobbled street coming off Church Street not wide enough for cars). The south-easterly storms usually cause interesting scenes at Gorran Haven!
Those years before the modern society spoiled this wonderful country are captured in this short film. It makes me sad . It's something like Hireth in Welsh. A longing for somewhere or something that may be lost to us. Something we remember and look for everywhere.
hiraeth - there's no word for it in English, only the explanation you've given.