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Historic maps of Haccombe and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Haccombe maps
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Haccombe area books
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A Great Childhood
I've got such fond memories of my mum pushing me up and down Daccombe in the pram and putting me on the horses at Henry Fogwell's farm where she kept her horse Danny. There were a lot of horses down there at one time and everyone knew everyone, it was great. Hiding out in the hay loft I used to get away with a lot down there. Scrumping from the orchard across from Manor Farm and paying the bus drivers with fruit to have a lift down from Monkeys Island (Barton Cross) to the shops as I lived in Falloway Close, Barton. Barton Stables was a place I hung out at a lot as well with Granny Grimble (Powel). I would love to have a photo of Henry as I haven't got one so if anyone reads this and can help that would be great . My mum's name was Shirley Hooper Bowden before she married. We go camping every year at Manor Farm as I just love the place... Read more
Daccombe Torquay
I have many good memories of Daccombe and still go down there to this day clearing the rabbits for the farmers. It to me has to be the best village going. The people are so friendly and it's lovely to see everyone doing there own thing down there, whether it be horse riding, ploughing the fields to gardening etc. On the Daccombe to Cofetherfinswell road is a remarkable lady called Judy and she grows her own food and livestock for the market. To me Judy is a true country lady and has a lot of knowlege about Daccombe. I like to go there all seasons as it's such a magical place to explore.
Childhood Days
I lived in Kingskerswell as a young child and emigrated to Australia in 1986. I was 10yrs.
I missed it dearly and have fond memories although I forget the names of streets etc. I went to the local Primary school both old and new. I played conkers with my friends where the trees were opposite the church on bonfire night. We had days off school when it snowed heavily and tobogganed down my street (Park Rd) on my mum's catering trays. We went for adventures up the Kerswell downs and the boys told us scary stories and ran away. We played hide and seek and kiss chasey at the playing fields with Justin Harrison (my first kiss). After school we often went to a little tuck shop down a little lane on the left just down from the old primary school or if I was lucky and Mum picked me up we would go to the bakery and I would have a jam tart or slush puppy from the post... Read more
South Devon
I lived in Kingskerswell from August 1963 to July 1974, first in Lyndhurst Avenue and then in Weavers Way.
Frances Best's Family, Princess Road, Kingskerswell, Devon
I was stationed at the Royal Signals camp at Denbury in 1952 and whilst there I met a wonderful young lady whose name was Frances Best. She lived in Kingskerswell and I fell in love with her and she felt the same about me. I was invited to her home and was made so very welcome by her family. I was demobbed from the Army at the end of 1952, I lived in Salford Lancashire and we kept in touch with each other by post. I went back to Kingskerswell in 1953 and stayed for a week at the home of Frances, it was great, I fully intended for our relationship to carry on and I was going to get a job in that area, however due to circumstances in my family (it is too long a story to go into) it did not work out that way. I have never forgotten Frances and the wonderful welcome I received from the family at Kingskerswell.
Ron.
Childhood Days
My mum's family (Beer) owned the village shop in Fore Street, consequently my family spent many holidays in the village. I remember playing with cousins in the orchard in Yon Street where my Great Aunt Anne and Great Uncle Harry lived, playing pooh sticks in the stream by the church, getting fresh bread from the baker's in the morning (strange how there was no crust by the time I got it back!?), climbing the oak tree on the playing fields and no holiday was complete without feeding Starlight the donkey.
Funny how when I returned many years later I had failed to remember the thatched cottages and narrow lanes, obviously not very important at the age of nine!
Childhood Memories
Hi my name is Maria Brown (maiden name Zalmen). I lived in Kingskerswell up until 1967 when I was seven. We then moved to Australia. I have never forgotten this lovely place and in 2005 I decided to come back and relive my childhood memories. Back in the 1960s we lived at no.13 Bourne Road in a lovely little white house. I remember living next to a field where my rabbit used to escape to and where I use to roll down the hill inside a barrel. I remember pushing my mum up the hill to the milk bar because it was such a steep road - I don't remember which road, it might have been on the post office side of the main road. I also remember going to a coffee shop with a big red chair in front of a cuckoo clock. I used to have an orange juice and raisin toast when I was there. I can still smell the aroma of the coffee they served. I... Read more
