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Sid And Nancy Harris
My granparents, Sid and Nancy Harris, nee Podgers, lived and went to school in Broadwoodkelly. They lived in the rectory, Silver Trees, when I and my sister Liz were growing up. We loved visiting and sleeping in this huge and wondrous house, it seemed so magical, especially the grounds. My gran, Nancy, would lay the enormous kitchen table for tea, with homemade sponge cake and cream and butter that we'd watched her make. She'd show us the baby chicks and pigs, and laugh heartily at just about everything. We used to play on the 'Silver Trees Island' at the entrance to the house with some of the local children that went to Winkleigh school with us. I can still smell those trees on that island when I think about it. We used to walk the two Jersey cows down through the village (to a field that was next to the cottage I was born in, next to the old post office) with Granpop, as we called him, Sidney. We were... Read more
Silvertrees, Monkokehampton
I read with interest Jude's recollections of Silvertrees farm. Could it be the same place that I used to visit as a child on holiday with my parents and friends of the family? Did Mr and Mrs Harris run a bed and Breakfast at Silvertrees? I'm sure it was an old rectory. My family the Beales family and the Harratt family used to stay there on holiday for many years. I remember it was a lovely old house that was on a slight tilt through some characterful subsidence. When I was around 7 years of age, myself and my accomplice Chris Harratt were allowed by Mr Harris to help with the milking and separating the cream. However one morning when we got up before Mr Harris we made our way out to the farm building and managed to start his tractor and reverse it through his old farm shed wooden doors. He was angry but more because he thought we could have hurt ourselves. We were admonished and not allowed to helpout... Read more
1944 Sheepwash Memories
I first went to Sheepwash in the summer of 1945 with my parents and girl friend. I was 15 at the time. We stayed at the Half Moon Hotel for two weeks. Because it was towards the end of WWII my father was able to get the petrol to drive. And because this was a working farm the rationing had not affected the food situation - which was wonderful. Lots of Devonshire cream. The owner was a retired army colonel Schofield and his wife. My girl friend and myself were able to get a couple of horses to ride and did some lovely rides. This was a fishing hotel and we would ride along the banks of the River Torridge. Also, the local sheep farmers would drive their sheep into the square at Shepwash for the annual sheep dip. This involved every sheep going through a bright yellow dip followed by a blue dip for their... Read more
Playing at Eggesford
I will never forget as a child playing around the ruins of Eggesford House. My imagination ran wild and still to this day, the house inspires me. It amazes me how such a beautiful house could fall to such ruin. As a child I imagined my self as a baron of a secret society and Eggesford House was my headquarters. Funny! I used to sneak up there alot for my "secret meetings". Don't tell anyone but it was just a couple of scrappy boys getting in trouble. I have since moved to America back in 1985 and would just love to vist it today. My understanding is that someone lives there today and has restored the place? I would just love to see it and imagine once again.
The Old School House at Coldridge
I went with my cousin Robert Allen to see the village of Coldridge to find out where our Grandad's sister had lived. Now many of what were once the important village businessses are modernised houses called The Old Forge or The Old Bakery or The Old Post Office. It is a shame to realise that the heart of this beautiful country community has been lost but I have heard that village life still thrives.
My cousin and I thought that Coldridge is a beautiful place. Our Grandad was George Creasey Allen and he had a younger sister Winifred Kate who married a Mr Plumridge and lived in The Old School House right next to lovely Coldridge Parish Church.
Their home is still a lovely brick and stone building with a large porch and the old school hall still there on one side. Great Aunt Winifred died and was buried in the beautiful churchyard within sight of the windows of her house in 1972. Her daughter... Read more
The Friendly Post Office
As a kid this is where I cycled to from my home in Windy Ridge, Skaigh Lane, Belstone to save my pocket money - I knew I would never be a millionaire but I achieved my target of having a thousand pounds by my 18th birthday and I remember making the deposit at Belstone Post Office not long after my 17th birthday - I have very fond memories of Belstone as a child.
Paul Starkey
SHEBBEAR COLLEGE
Shebbear College is a famous West Country public school which my grandfather attended. It's a great place and I enjoyed visiting the college and the village. Very friendly people in Shebbear and pretty sourrounding countryside.
