Tuesday, 31 December 2024

DUN BLOGGIN’ (Sort Of) . . .


 

With not a little sadness, this is the last of my regular blog posts, and I will also be writing and publishing no more of my limited-edition Falmouth nostalgia books. 

 

As trailed in my post of November 22, circumstances have conspired to switch my main focus onto ghost-writing and publishing Cornish footballer autobiographies*, all entirely in aid of Cancer Research UK.

 

I will continue to chip in, no doubt, with the occasional, personalised “shortie” blog post, but my longer, more deeply researched weekend “mains” have run their course.

 

In which latter respect, my special thanks to Falmouth Reference Library and Penryn Museum for use of their facilities and to the Falmouth Down The Years Facebook page as principal promoter of my blog and for my books.

 

My 13 books since I retired ten years ago have raised around £25,000 for Cancer Research, with by far the lion’s share having been generated via Falmouth Down The Years.

 

So a huge thank-you to all purchasers of those books.  I know they have found their way all over the world, and it has been a delight to hear from readers,  including many who have collected the complete set.

 

I will continue to use this blog site for occasional promotion of my footballer books, but I recognise that this will be for a largely different audience from the one to date.

 

In closing, then, let me wish a very Happy New Year to all those purchasers of my existing books – and to all my new ones to come, with many thousands more words, I hope, being written and published in aid of one of the worthiest charities in the world. 

 

* Footballer book updates. Fund-raising figures from my two most recently published books: Mark “Rappo” Rapsey’s has reached the £2,000 mark and Tommy Matthews’ has passed £2,500. 

 

Together with the Rappo sequel and Andy Street, I have now begun work on a third current project, and how about this for a (provisional) front cover title splash:  SIXTY YEARS A SOCCER BOSS – The Story Of Melville Benney, Britain’s Longest-Serving Football Manager

SICK WORLD

Tragically, but sadly all too familiarly, this is the kind of “story” that is written and published at great length nowadays by (presumably) fully-trained journalists routinely copying and pasting from that indispensable source of “news,” Facebook.  That quaking and groaning you can feel and hear right now  is coming from countless old-school newspaper editors of my respectful recollection turning wildly in their graves. https://www.cornwalllive.com/news/cornwall-news/woman-rages-lad-throws-up-9824776 

Monday, 30 December 2024

THE ‘SCANDAL’ THAT ‘ROCKED THE DOCKS’ AND HIT THE NATIONAL PRESS

As I have noted several times – and entirely from the shipspotter’s point of view, let me stress – it can be a grey old scene at Falmouth Docks these days, with the now staple diet of long-stay RFA vessels and little else to catch the eye for weeks on end.  

 

As if to prove that it need not be boredom all the way, though, there was an incident – “scandal,” even - 35 years ago that propelled one such vessel into the national media spotlight.

 

It made it onto the front page, no less, of the Daily Mirror in September, 1989, and here’s how the Falmouth Packet began its own take on that:--

 

“The security scandal rocking Falmouth Docks this week is being fully investigated by the Ministry of Defence.”

 

Reporter Ron Carroll, who, shall we say, had a flare for the dramatic, wrote: “It follows revelations in a national newspaper that an explosives expert with a conviction for assault was hired along with another man to guard a Navy tanker.

 

“The Royal Fleet Auxiliary vessel Gold Rover is here for a £3 million refit and its arrival two months ago put the Docks on ‘amber’ alert.

 

“The front page Daily Mirror article alleged that the man – a painter and decorator with no knowledge of security – was hired by Armtrac Security Services of Perranporth, which advertises ‘fully trained guards’ in the Yellow Pages.

 

“The 31-year-old, who has a shot firer’s certificate for underground tin mine blasting, was given a pass and an Armtrac tie to go with a pair of trousers he had borrowed, and had apparently picked up a security pass before starting work, according to the Mirror.

 

“After completing his first 12-hour shift the day after the Deal bombing (when the IRA killed 11 Royal Marines – MT), he spoke out to the newspaper about how easy-going procedures were.

 

“’I was supposed to be checking people boarding the ship, but no-one had done any proper checks on me.  I could have put a bomb anywhere. I was able to go all over the ship,’ he said.”

 

Ron’s report said the MoD would not comment specifically, except to say that the two men concerned had been employed “purely as an additional eyes and ears for the RFA ship’s crew, who are trained.”

 

Armtrac had been recruited by Falmouth-based shipping agents G C Fox & Co, who acted as agents for the MoD but refused to comment.

 

Docks managing director Tom Duncan described the Mirror report as “erroneous” and added: “Why should it worry us? We are not a nuclear establishment. Our involvement is with ship repair. There will be no clampdown on security at the gate; security will be maintained.”

 

Docks’ Landmark Year For Contracts

 

In more familiar reportage, the same issue of the Packet reported that the Docks had chalked up a notable first for itself with the winning of its third RFA refit contract in one year. 

 

Valued at £1.8 million, this was for the 49,000-ton support tanker Oakleaf, and followed in the wake of the Gold Rover, which was one of the yard’s biggest post-war contracts, and one other, unnamed RFA vessel whose refit was worth £2 million.

 

Shiprepair commercial manager David Duckham said: “The latest contract confirms 1989 as the yard’s busiest-ever in this decade, adding: “It adds up to the biggest vote of confidence the yard has ever received.

 

“It’s a further demonstration that key customers have faith in Falmouth’s ability to handle work of the highest quality, at an acceptable price and within a rigid timetable.”    

Monday, 16 December 2024

PREMIER LEAGUE FOOTBALL FOR CORNWALL? TRURO CHIEF IS DEADLY SERIOUS!

I’ve just caught up with an interview* on BBC Radio Cornwall last week with Truro City chief executive officer Eric Perez, and I’m glad I did – because it’s very illuminating!

 

That City’s superb new ground has been up and running from scratch in less than a year, along with a high-riding team to match, has been something of a minor miracle.

 

But in his chat with Julie Skentelbery Eric makes it abundantly clear that so far as he is concerned this is just the start of something very big.

 

Okay, we’ve been here before, sort of, but there’s no denying the scale of achievement since his Canadian consortium acquired the club in November last year.

 

Right from the start of this season, match attendance figures have been consistently around the 1,500 mark and rising – Saturday’s was 1,721 – so all in all Eric’s aspirations are at very least worth listening to.

 

Here are a few samples from that radio interview:--

 

“ . . . I think this is the most exciting opportunity in English football right now . . . “

 

“ . . . The club has the biggest catchment area in the top six divisions . . . the biggest catchment area in the country . . . “

 

“ . . . There’s a sense of destiny in this thing.  I just feel we’ll be the first Cornish club in the Football League . . . we are on our way now . . . “ 

 

“ . . . Cornwall is responding to (our project) . . . “

 

“ . . . I think we have the best manager outside the Football League . . . “

 

“ . . . If things keep going as they are, we will be in the Vanarama National League next year and then we’re just one step away from the Football League . . . “ 

 

 “ . . . I don‘t think there’s a limit to how high we can go.  I believe we can reach the Premier League. Could Cornwall sustain it? Yes . . . “

 

“ . . . Getting this club into Sky Bet League Two will be the biggest achievement of my life.”

 

And the Premier League?  (Prompted by Julie) “Drekkly, not shortly!”

 

So there you have it.

 

And as for having “been here before,” there is one other similarity worth mentioning.  When Kevin Heaney set the original City revolution rolling with his takeover in 2004, he confessed to being a “football nut.”  When Eric Perez acquired Truro City, he labelled himself a “football fanatic.”

 

I also recall Kevin telling me in 2008, admittedly with tongue in cheek, I suspect: “I hope this club maintains its momentum.  Hopefully, if we see a 60% increase year on year, we will be getting over 20,000 in the Premier League by 2016!”

 

Alas, most of those Truro home attendances, despite promotions into the Southern and then Conference league (the club’s present level), remained stubbornly around the 400 to 500 mark.

 

By contrast, if City’s present rate of progress is maintained, with further major developments in the pipeline, it is not unreasonable to anticipate that the home attendances could be hitting 2,000 next season.

  

So it’s definitely a case of Watch This Space.

 

As Sven-Goran Eriksson used to say: “We will see.”

 

Or how about Sir Matt Busby: “Aim for the sky and you can reach the ceiling; aim for the ceiling and you might never get off the ground!”

 

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p0kbjxcq

Saturday, 14 December 2024

WELL, IF I CAN’T BLOW MY OWN TRUMPET AT A TIME LIKE THIS . . .

I’ve just thrown to the wind all my legendary powers of mature, impartial, objective, professional judgment, ditto my world-renowned modesty, and – in the final days of this ten-year-old blog – simply cannot resist reproducing here a lovely piece I’ve just read on my fellow blogger John Marquis’s site:--

 

From soccer to nostalgia, Mike’s

books raise cash for good causes 

 

ON the subject of self-publishing, allow me to cite my old mate Mike Truscott - the doyen of Cornish journalists - as a true success story in the genre.

Mike and his wife Janet publish affordable paperbacks on a variety of subjects, but specialising mainly in local nostalgia and sportsmen’s biographies.

The books are sold entirely for charity, and have netted thousands for cancer research.

Three recent publications spotlighted footballers, including Falmouth Town hero Tommy Matthews, whose memoir netted over three thousand quid for good causes.

Mike, a journalist of the old school who worked on Liverpool dailies as well as Cornish weeklies, ran his own PR enterprise for twenty-five years. Book publishing is one of his retirement hobbies.

I’ve read most of his books and enjoyed them all. My only gripe is that they’re too cheap, a measly five quid for books that ought to sell for at least £7.99.

I’ve told him to up the price, and I think he might consider it.

 

Many thanks, John – I’ll see to it that you stay on my Christmas card list. 

WHEN FLUSHING HAD MANY FATHER-LESS FAMILIES

As you stroll through the tranquil waterfront streets of Flushing – which, like every other village these days, would automatically be described as “sleepy” by the media – it’s hard to credit that it has known so much tragedy in past times.

 

Earlier this year* I wrote about one of the greatest dramas in Cornish shipwreck history when the transport ship Queen was driven onto the rocks at Trefusis with the loss of 136 lives in 1814.

 

In that same year, I’m now reminded, the Packet ship Queen Charlotte, bound from Falmouth for San Sebastian, suffered a similar fate (location unknown) during a fierce night-time storm. 

 

Captain John Mudge, an ex-Naval commander, and 16 of his crew were drowned.

 

Mudge’s widow, Mary, wrote to the Packet agent from their Flushing home about her poverty and was eventually granted a £30 a week pension, with £10 for each child; there were six in the family.

 

This was a familiar story at the time. Flushing had many father-less families during the years 1793-1815 because of the hazards of seafaring. The war with France, attacks by privateers and normal sailing hazards left around 70 widows in the village by the mid-19th Century.

 

Most were the widows of ordinary seamen who received no financial help. Those over 70 were entitled to some form of parish relief.

 

Many widows either returned to their parents or launched their own small enterprises – dressmaking, laundering, taking in lodgers and in some cases opening their own shops.

 

The withdrawal of the Packet service was a severe blow to the local economy and many families left Flushing.

 

Then, with the improvement in fishing and oyster dredging, things began to look up in the village. 

 

By the 1860s there was an increase in the number of people of independent means and a resident curate and policeman were appointed, as if to confirm the village’s improving status.

 

* My piece on the Queen shipwreck is no longer visible here under its publication date of March 9, following one of my periodic spring-cleans of the site, but here it is again in case you missed it first time round:--

 

THE ‘INDESCRIBABLE HORROR AND CONFUSION’ OF A CORNISH SHIPWRECK

 

With Falmouth harbour known for centuries as a haven for shipping in stormy weather, it’s easy to forget that one of the greatest tragedies in Cornish shipwreck history occurred within its normally calm waters.

 

One hundred and thirty six soldiers, women and children perished when the transport ship Queen, having put into the port for shelter and stores several days earlier, was driven onto the Trefusis rocks in a blizzard on January 14, 1814.

 

There the vessel was struck by a succession of heavy waves that further grounded her, with guns breaking from their mountings and trundling to and fro, running down those who could not jump aside.

 

Within 20 minutes, many of those on board were either crushed to death or drowned. In that time, as the West Briton reported, the Queen became “a complete wreck.”

 

The newspaper added: “The horror and confusion that ensued is indescribable; those who got on deck were either swept off by the waves or maimed by the fragments of the rigging and spars that flew about in all directions.

 

“Numbers could not make their way up, and as the vessel’s bottom was speedily beaten to pieces, they were drowned or crushed to death by the floating pieces.

 

“The return of day presented a shocking spectacle.  Dead bodies of men, women and children, many of them mangled, several of them naked, and others scarcely half-dressed, strewed the shore.”

 

The account is to be found in The Cruel Cornish Sea, David Mudd’s book published in 1981.

 

It is but one of a great many shipwrecks vividly described by David, who recalled: “It was my job as a newspaper reporter, and later in radio and television, that brought me more and more in contact with the brutish callousness of the wind and tide and the inhospitality of the Cornish coast.

 

“Ships arrived, like Janko, being towed stern-first after having split in two when battered by massive waves twice the height of a normal house.

 

“Others like Stryx, looked as if they had made an unsuccessful attempt to get under a low bridge when waves had washed away masts, bridge and funnel with the neatness of someone slicing the top off a boiled egg.”

 

David added: “Then there were the ships which called to land the casualties and corpses of violent storms. 

 

“Men crushed beyond recognition by cascading cargo; others minus arms or legs, where hawsers, unable to stand the stress of the storm, snapped and whipped their way through protective clothing, skin and bone with the accelerated precision of the surgeon’s knife, but with the gaping devastation of the chainsaw.” 

 

Saturday, 30 November 2024

FALMOUTH IN THE ’80s (21)

Councillors Condemn Cinema As ‘Appalling . . . Dangerous . . . A Disgrace’

Two of the most prominent and long-running topics regularly covered in the Falmouth Packet of the 1970s and ‘80s were the town’s dire car parking problems – specifically the debate over a possible multi-storey car park – and the future of its old-established cinema, alternately known as the Grand and the ABC. In early 1985, the two clashed head-on. A few years earlier, a Save Our Cinema campaign had won much support, but things were different now, with local councillors savaging the state of the place.

 

At the February meeting of the town council’s planning committee, the Grand was labelled “a positive disgrace,” with a call for it to be pulled down to make way for more parking. Mayor Douglas Martinsuggested a multi-storey car park (MSCP) should be built in its place – with another one at Town Quarry, and a new cinema beneath it! With county council officers also attending, the committee was discussing various options in the Draft Local Plan. Councillor Mrs Olive White, a former Mayor, complained: “The cinema at the moment is a positive disgrace. It’s falling down anyway; it doesn’t need pulling down. If you get half a dozen people in there, you’re lucky. That isn’t because of the films being shown, it’s because of the condition of the cinema.” Councillor Martin agreed: “The place is in an appalling condition; it could even be described as dangerous. The district council could buy it and earmark it for an MSCP.” Councillor Mrs Brenda Bailey said people would no longer want to fight for the Grand in the way they had in 1978, when a car park had first been suggested for the site.  

 

‘I Quit – I’m Closing The Grand’

 

Eleven months later, in January, 1986, the Grand was back in the news with the announcement by its operator, Norman Whale, that it was to close at the end of the month, leaving the town with no cinema and a dozen staff out of work. He had “had enough,” he said, and had handed the lease back to EMI.  “Nobody seems to want the cinema any more and there’s been a lot of upset among the staff,” he added, citing falling attendance figures and financial losses. Mr Whale, who lived in Somerset, said he would continue to lease Truro’s Plaza Cinema, where he ran “a very successful business with a happy staff.” He explained that he had rejected the option of purchasing the Grand from EMI and commented: “I have no idea what will happen to the building after January.  Truro is now the place for everything in Cornwall and I shall be concentrating my time on developing the Plaza.”

 

However, one of his Falmouth staff, cashier and key holder, Mrs Cynthia Hampshire, went public with her frustration, claiming the Grand could become profitable again “if someone was prepared to spend money on repairs.” She was “in despair” over the planned closure and she and her colleagues were all “very upset and amazed” by the decision.  On the building’s current condition, she said: “The grand old lady has been showing her knickers lately and is in a terrible state. We have been operating for the last two months with no phone and we’ve had no fresh supplies of sweets and chocolate since October; we can only sell ice cream and drinks. Many of our customers are very angry about this.” She also claimed that heating had not been switched on in the cinema until November, with patrons regular ly bringing hot water bottles and blankets with them.  “There’s not even toilet paper in the toilets and when people pay a visit they have to come and ask staff for paper. It’s terrible. Mrs Hampshire said a ceiling in the freezer store had collapsed and that the stage and floor of the cinema were “dripping wet” from rain water leaking in.

 

But Mr Whale countered that staff had been “a problem” and were partly to blame for the closure. New supplies of refreshments were not delivered because members of staff were not available there for morning deliveries, he claimed. As well as “a lot of problems with staff,” he had inherited a bad heating system when he took over the Grand.  The heating was now on and the problems were “nowhere near as bad as Mrs Hampshire is making out,” he argued.  

 

Action Group Formed To Combat ‘Years Of Neglect’

 

Annoyed by what it called “years of neglect” by Carrick District Council, a Falmouth Action Group was formally established to act on behalf of the town’s ratepayers.  A 40-strong team of workers began visiting local homes and in the first three days had attracted more than 500 paid-up members, leading to a claim that the new body was already Falmouth’s strongest pressure group.

 

Acting chairman of the group – effectively a strong ratepayers association – was prominent Falmouth estate agent and now former borough councillor Ruth Jones/Dunstan, figurehead in a vigorous campaign against the controversial Well Lane multi-storey car park scheme, which had split the town in two.  “I feel Falmouth has been neglected ever since the local government reorganisation of 1974,” she said. “I want to see the historic proportions protected and the commercial section built up on the best possible lines . . . The action group will be consultative.  There will be a voice and we will address each matter as it turns up.  The important thing is to give the residents a voice.  They are the only ones in the town who are not organised.”

 

There was early action when the group stepped up opposition to the Well Lane scheme with an 11th hour plea to Environment Secretary Michael Heseltine to intervene before an upcoming meeting of Carrick Council.  In a telegram, the group said its members unanimously opposed the scheme, which was “based partially on false premises and (is) being hastily processed entirely against the wishes of the large majority of residents in order to gain Government grant.” The telegram added: “This folly disastrous for Falmouth and will not, repeat not, solve traffic problems.  Furthermore, members totally support adoption Town Quarry site.  Please intervene.”

 

In November, 1982, the group announced that it was “going into cold storage” following its “magnificent victory” against the Well Lane scheme – but it would remain ready to spring into action again in the event of another controversial planning application affecting the town.  Miss Jones told the group’s annual meeting: “We know from our MP that the Secretary of State feels that such action groups are immensely valuable, but most valuable when they spring up as we did – really motivated by one or more major problems.”

 

Councillors Up In Arms Over Loss Of Court

 

A healthy rivalry has existed between Falmouth and Penryn ever since the former had the cheek to begin existing and then grow far ahead of the latter even though it was so much younger.  Imagine the emotions, therefore, when Falmouth had the cheek to “steal” Penryn’s magistrates court! That’s what happened in early 1985 and Penryn Town Council, for one, took a pretty dim view of it. 

 

Barely a month before the great move was scheduled to come about, the councillors got to hear of it for the first time.  At their January meeting, members rued the imminent loss of the court, which had been held in the Town Hall for at least 400 years. They were about to lose “another piece of Penryn prestige to Falmouth,” a town more than 400 years younger than its neighbour albeit now nearly four times larger. Of immediate concern was the lost revenue, with the town council having spent some £60,000 in the late 1970s on improvements to the building, especially the magistrates court section.  Mayor John Pollard pointed out: “They rent the courtroom on a 12-month basis. I would have thought we should have had 12 months’ notice of their intentions.” Moreover, some form of justice had been administered in Penryn from the time of its charter, 1236.

 

Councillor John Barringer said: “They have been our tenants for over 400 years. To walk out without saying goodbye I think is blatantly bad manners. We certainly feel aggrieved that the first we heard of it is a notice in the press and a small typewritten slip saying the court would move. The main part of the building was refurbished five or six years ago, mainly to bring the court side of the operation up to a workable standard.”

 

Town clerk Reg Chegwidden said the clerk to the magistrates, Mr R Sefton Sidle, had been very apologetic about the situation. He said the wheels at County Hall had not turned as fast as they should have done and the council should have been notified some time ago. Councillor Jack Chinn reminded members that two of the last men to be hanged in Britain for murder had begun their trial at Penryn. 

 

The meeting heard that an old church hall in Falmouth had been converted into a court complex at a cost of £175,000 and a spokesman for the county council’s magistrates clerks committee later said the decision to move had been made by the Penryn justices themselves and no pressure had been brought on them. “The reasons were that we have a far superior building in which to hold courts,” said the spokesman,”and not only that, all the staff are under one roof.” Even though they would be moving to Falmouth, they would still be Penryn magistrates and would deal with all the cases normally brought before them. The reason for the short notice to the council, he said, was that the decision had only been made in the previous month.   

 

Friday, 29 November 2024

RIP MARK NORTON, ENTREPRENEUR, ‘PASTY KING’ AND GOOD FRIEND

The Cornish business community has lost a powerful and much-admired figure with the death after a short illness of Mark Norton, aged 60, who was best known as head of the Scorrier-based Prima Bakeries Group.

 

After his takeover of Prima in 2010, it went on to become the county’s fastest-growing bakery, expanding tenfold over the next 14 years.

 

But Mark had already made a big impression west of the Tamar with his earlier entrepreneurial ventures.

 

And it was my great good fortune to have met him at the start of his Cornish business life, circa 2000.

 

We soon began working together, quickly establishing a strong rapport and becoming genuine good friends in the process.

 

So much so that he was one of the very last clients I “let go” when winding down my PR business in the early 2010s.

 

I continued to write a fair few words about him from time to time in my various columns and blog posts.

 

One of my favourites takes me back to Mark’s very early days in Cornwall, and I reproduce it here, first published in January, 2022:--

 

THANK GOODNESS I NEVER REFUSED A FREE LUNCH!

 

My dawn diversion into town the other day also included a sighting that took me back 20 years or more and to a major Cornish success story of the past decade.

 

The “sighting” was of a Prima Bakeries delivery lorry.  It reminded me of the time when I of all people – renowned for always putting my stomach first, or so I’m told – almost missed out on a free lunch, and a whole lot more besides.

 

The year was 2000, give or take, and I was the PR man for Cornwall Association of Tourist Attractions (CATA).

 

As per usual, I was attending one of their monthly meetings, which always ended with lunch.

 

Only this time the morning-long meeting was running seriously late.  Some of us were even shuffling in our seats as we knew there was still a guest speaker to come, which meant another half-hour or so before nosh time.

 

My PR business was at its peak, keeping me flat-out busy and acutely aware of time racing by.  Whisper it, but I even began to contemplate sneaking away, missing that talk – and that lunch.

 

The thought didn’t last long, of course, and thank goodness it didn’t.

 

Despite my own tummy rumbles, I felt sorry for the speaker, but I needn’t have worried – he rapidly had us all hooked with the quality of his presentation.

 

Mark Norton was launching an excellent new Cornwall holiday guide, which turned out to be the first in a stable of similar Norton publications, including his “Classic Walks” series for Cornwall and elsewhere.

 

I duly made myself known to him over lunch and I was soon handling all his PR and gaining a very good friend in the process. He was one of the very last clients to whom I bade farewell when closing down my PR business in 2012.

 

Two years earlier we had met over one of those famous breakfasts (with the reality every bit as good as the reputation) at Smokey Joe’s near Scorrier.

 

There he briefed me on the big story – for a press release on his takeover of Prima Bakeries.  

 

Since then, this long-established Cornish business has been transformed. 

 

Mark and his team went on to grow the business five-fold, increasing staff from 19 to around 100 and becoming a multiple top-three winner in the Eden World Pasty Championships.

 

During lockdown, when others were laying off or furloughing staff, Prima actually recruited more to cope with soaring demand for its products.

 

Quite some success story, then – and yes, I’m so glad I waited for that oh-so-late CATA lunch!

 

For CornwallLive’s report of Mark’s death, see 

https://www.cornwalllive.com/news/cornwall-news/boss-well-known-cornish-pasty-9750863 

CONGRATULATIONS . . .

. . . to Tommy Matthews on his outstanding success with his book GAME OF TWO HALVES (see previous blog posts). All profits have been donated to Cancer Research UK and the final total is £2,554.    

Wednesday, 27 November 2024

SOARAWAY CITY SCALE HISTORIC HEIGHTS

Congratulations to Truro City on achieving their highest League position in their 135-year history by going top of the Vanerama National League South with their 4-1 win at Weymouth last night.  

 

Truro, of course, are the only Cornish club ever to have played at this level and the current team’s standard has been rewarded with consistently high attendances at the handsome new stadium.

 

Many observers feared that the figure would drop substantially after the initial novelty back in August, with the historic first match there and also heralding the club’s return to their home city after four years of playing all their fixtures away.

 

But the home crowds have since held up around the 1,500 mark and only dropped significantly – to 1,061 – with last Saturday’s vile Storm Bet conditions, when the pitch, reputedly Premier League standard, held up well.

 

There has been nothing like it in Cornish football – in terms of such consistently high attendance figures – since at least the 1950s, if ever. 

 

Equally encouraging is the presence of a whole new generation of committed and passionate younger supporters who were nowhere to be seen in the club’s final days at the old Treyew Ground.

 

It may not be happening in quite the way Kevin Heaney envisaged when he began City’s “revolution” in the early 2000s, but the outlook for the club appears to be brighter and more exciting now that at any time in its long and proud history. 

Saturday, 23 November 2024

THE ‘UNREAL’ SCILLIES SERVICE – AND ITS WORLD-BEATING SUCCESSOR

This year is the 60th anniversary of a landmark change in links between the Cornish mainland and the enchanting Isles of Scilly – bidding farewell to a service that had “an air of unreality,” as one author put it, and welcoming a world-beating successor.

 

The author was David Mudd, MP, journalist and broadcaster, who explained that until 1964 the traveller on the 36-mile route had the feeling of being almost an aviation pioneer.

 

“There was the coach trip from Penzance to St Just airfield,” he wrote*, “the strange ritual of checking in at which the traveller was publicly weighed on an indiscreet balance that transmitted private details to all and sundry. Then, on the basis of weight, the voyager was allocated a seat. But a seat on what?

 

“Surely that diminutive, twin-engined de Haviland Dragon Rapide standing patiently on the grass strip could not be the vehicle for such a journey!  With its slim fuselage and tiny wings, it looked more like an advertising replica than a real-life airliner.  In disbelief, the passengers scrambled aboard.  

 

“The engine roared; the Rapide moved gracefully forward, and just as it seemed it was about to run out of grass and topple over the cliff edge it found its full power and soared upwards and outwards.

 

“(Towards the end of the flight, it would) start a hair-raising descent into St Mary’s airfield. Even this was an improvement, for at one time there was no formal landing strip other than the local golf club.”

 

This would be obligingly cleared of golfers as a bell would ring three minutes before the aircraft was due!

 

But all that changed in 1964 with the arrival of one of British Airways’ first Sikorsky S-61 N helicopters and the transfer of mainland operations from St Just to a purpose-made heliport at Penzance.

 

David quoted Captain Jock Cameron, of British European Airways, as having always argued the possibilities of a helicopter service in West Cornwall.

 

Not only would it be able to beat most weather conditions, except fog, but its greater passenger capacity and reliability would soon justify its introduction.

 

“He was right,” David reflected.  “In its first year it carried more passengers than the three Rapides it had replaced.

 

“From 1964 to 1976, it was, in fact, British Airways’ only profitable domestic route. To add to its uniqueness, it became the only profit-making scheduled helicopter service in the world.”

 

The uniqueness didn’t stop there: “Based on a British Airways ‘family,’ it has the best percentage figures of any passenger service in the world, and proudly claims the European record for flight and time regularity.

 

“Above all, it has proved that – over the right route – helicopters can operate reliable and profitable services without the need for massive staff, large airport facilities, or all the costly impedimenta normally associated with air travel. 

 

“According to Jock Cameron’s own figures, the proof is overwhelming. It cost £6 per passenger to run and maintain Heathrow Airport at 1977 prices. The ground costs per passenger at Penzance and St Mary’s were an unbelievable 40p.”

 

* Cornwall & Scilly Peculiar, published 1979 by Bossiney Books. 

Friday, 22 November 2024

CORNISH FOOTBALLERS ALL SET TO BOOST CANCER RESEARCH

Delighted to confirm that we’re already steaming ahead nicely with the double-header of a Cornish footballers book boost for Cancer Research UK – see blog November 9.

 

After an all-too-long pause for various reasons beyond our control, I have now resumed regular sessions with Mark “Rappo” Rapsey for his sequel book RAPPO’S WORLD OF FOOTBALL FUN.

 

And I’ve fixed to meet up with Andy “Sledge” Street, principally ex-Falmouth Town and Newquay, early next month. He’s already sent me a whole stack of raw material which confirms beyond a doubt that we have another belter of a book on our hands.

 

Here are a few randomly-selected titbits:--

 

The great beer night that was followed by a tournament triumph the next day!

 

Sledge’s Gareth Southgate moment when he was “gutted” after missing a vital penalty – but how it made him a stronger person.

 

Playing 114 times for Cornwall, including captaining them to the County Championship Final . . . and keeping every single selection letter.

 

Being kicked out of the Cornwall Charity Cup – after beating Wadebridge 9-0!

 

Travelling the longest-ever recorded FA competition distance.

 

As for Rappo’s fun, here’s a taster:--

 

The player (not Rappo!) who paid a prostitute NOT to give him pleasure

 

The crazy conclusion to a booze-fuelled “rooftop” race across boats in Amsterdam

 

The hair-raising escapade that produced a bizarre “new signing”

 

A novel way of ruling the roost with a chicken

 

How a warped racket AIDED Rappo’s tennis comeback

 

Finally for now, here’s the first idea for Rappo’s new book cover, created by Colin Pascoe (see that previous blog, November 9):--

 


Colin will also be designing the cover for Sledge’s book, albeit in more conventional style! 

Tuesday, 12 November 2024

NORMAL SERVICE RESUMED – BUT BRRR, WHAT A SHOCKER!

It was good to be back . . .

As I waited for daughter Lisa to arrive (always three minutes late, bare minimum), I was joined for a chat on Falmouth’s Gyllyngvase Beach by Bruce Rioch, former Scotland football captain and Arsenal manager.

 

Bruce, who knows a thing or two about achieving, said: “I take my hat off to these swimmers, the ones who do it all year round. You’ll never get me doing that.

 

“I have just been standing here on the beach, gazing out in awe at the whole scene, with a fantastic sunrise over the bay and all these swimmers having their daily dip.  It makes me feel cold just looking at them!”

 

For Lisa and me, it was our first sea swim for a week.  All reports yesterday suggested the great jellyfish invasion (see recent blog posts) was all but over – for now, anyway.

 

And with today’s forecast of total sun and precious little wind, how could we resist that grand return?

 

We were not disappointed, but something else I picked up from one of yesterday’s swimmers was that the sea had turned markedly colder.

 

She was not wrong. It fair took our breath away.

 

And, together with today’s drop in the air temperature, there was a very real sense as we got changed afterwards that winter is upon us, for all the glorious dawn this morning.

 

At least all those jellies had gone.  All, that is, except for just one of them, lying dead on the sloping shingle as we walked down to the low-tide water.

 

Small mercies, eh?