I think it was 1933 when the Royal Cornwall show was held at St Austell. The celebrity, if that is the right description, was The Prince of Wales. I was a Boy Scout and the charabanc was leaving our scout hut at 8am. We were to be part of a guard of honour for the Prince's arrival. It was wet and one lingering memory is of a cattle lorry getting stuck in the gateway to the field. A huge build-up of traffic ensued. The Chief Constable in those days was Major "Bunney" Hare. He had recently retired from the Duke of Cornwall's Light Infantry and as he appeared with his small, leather-bound cane rattling against his leg to clear the mess. Everyone moved aside except the lorry. "Move this lorry immediately," said Bunney, but as it was stuck fast the driver got down from his cab and said, "If you want it moved you bloody well move it," and walked off. Nobody had ever spoken to the Chief Constable in this manner before and there was nothing more that he could do as the lorry was on private land and not breaking any rules, so he left. Very soon a tractor came along and relieved the situation but the story went the rounds for a long time. Afterwards.we duly lined up in the rain for the guard of honour, no coats, and got thoroughly wet through. We spent the rest of the day sitting in the coach to try to dry off, then back to the scout hut, and a two-mile walk home and still raining. Oh happy days!