Remember this cross very well. On the lane just before the turn off to Boswarthen Farm and just past the turning to Madron Well. This was a very familiar route to me as a child, my parents would take us on a walk every Sunday afternoon after our Sunday roast, Mum would pack some Heavy (Heva) Cake to sustain us and we would walk for several miles either along this road to what we would call 'The Forest Carn' (not sure what the real name was) past the field which would be alive with rabbits (before the curse of mixamatosis (sp?).
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