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Hemerdon maps
Historic maps of Hemerdon and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Hemerdon maps
Hemerdon photos
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Plympton| Wotter| Plym Bridge| Yealm River| Shaugh Prior| Ivybridge| Yealmpton| Harford| Bickleigh| Plymstock| Ermington| Plymouth| Clearbrook| Meavy| Wembury| Newton Ferrers| Bovisand| Modbury| Yelverton| Milton Combe| Heybrook Bay
Hemerdon area books
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Memories of Hemerdon
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Navy Transit Camp Lyneham
Nights at the local inn. Hikes to Yealm River. Company of land girls at nearby camp. Newton Ferrers.
Wartime in Ivybridge 1939
I was one of ten little girls, plus our teacher, who arrived in Ivybridge as evacuees from Acton, London, at the outbreak of the Second World War. We were taken to a hall (probably at the school) where we were collected in pairs by our 'families'. The first family we stayed with lived in Exeter Road. They had a little boy, a large house and garden. They also had a car. I had never even been in a car before! We used to visit elderly relatives of the family, who lived in an old farmhouse in Cornwood. They kept a cow and made their own cream. The farmhouse had no electricity, and it was lit by oil lamps. Owing to the ill health of the wife, we had to move to Woodland Terrace, where we were looked after by a lady whose husband was away in the army. I have memories of going out primrose-picking in the spring and of playing in the fields at the back... Read more
Sunny Side
My father was killed in the Malayan emergency and I was sent to live with my grandmother, Kezia Stedman, in Costly Street, Ivybridge. I went to Sunnyside school. Sophie Harris was the lady who ran the school. Then I attended Plympton Grammar, now Heles School, I believe. I have seen photos of modern day Ivybridge and have no desire to revisit.
My First Memories
I was born in Garden Village, Billacombe in 1944 and lived there until I was 8 years old. My memories are very strong of walking up Pleasure Hill to Sunday School at Pomphlet, walking to and from Goosewell Infant School and buying cream buns from Goodbodys Bakery on the way home. We lived with my grandparents who kept chickens, had wonderful apple trees, raspberry bushes and gooseberries in their garden. Summers were very colourful. We did not own a car and my mother used to walk us to all the woods in the district such as Staddiscomb, Radford, Saltram and Colesdown where picking primroses and bluebells were a strong feature of my memory. I have always been haunted by Dickens 'A Christmas Carol' after seeing Plymstock School's version in a Christmas concert. These were the days when steam trains ran on many branch lines and my most vivid memory was of catching the train to Steer Point and collecting shells for the chickens. We owned a caravan at Bovisand where we spent a lot of... Read more
Found Memories of Early Days at Yealmpton
Now living in Australia and having revisited Yealmpton in recent times, the changes are amazing. Where there used to be fields in which I played with mates, sadly houses now stand. The old bridge, church, Mother Hubbard's Cottage and pubs are still much as I remember them, but the old charm seems to be missing. In 'my days' I could name just about everyone living in the village, now - from what I'm told - that isn't so! My memories go back to during the blitz when Plymouth was being bombed and I was just 4 or 5 years of age; the next day picking up silver streamers apparently dropped by the bombers to deflect radar, visits to a devastated Plymouth and 'tin pan alley' - a row of corrogated iron sheds selling whatever was available. I remember the American army camp at Brixton, picking cockles from the mud at Undercliff, Saturday evening film shows in what was the then Womens Institute near the bridge, fetes, and - when older - dances behind... Read more
Looking Down on The Fisherman's Cot From Yearlstone Vineyard
Although I have visited this pub for drinks and meals on many occasions, my most recent view of it was unusual!
I took the 55 bus from Tiverton towards Bickleigh and then climbed the steep lane uphill to the nearby Yearlstone Vineyard. My wife Elizabeth, sister-in-law Margaret, and I rewarded ourselves for the steep hike with coffee and cake in the vineyard bistro and sat on their terrace looking south down the Exe Valley.
And down far below us was the Fisherman's Cot - it looked so tiny down below us that it was like looking down on a toy train set with miniature buildings!
Great Grandfather Finemore
I have just discovered that my great grandfather William L Finemore was born in Knacker's knowle, Egg Buckland in 1841. He later moved to Gosport in Hampshire where he married Mary and had 5 children, one of which was my paternal grandmother.
I'm interested to know if there are any Finemore's still living in the area who could be possible relatives?
