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Ivybridge, Old Church and Village 1890
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Year: 1900s
Jarrett Family Of Ermington A memory of Ermington, Devon In 1907 my Great-uncle, Arthur Jarrett, married Elizabeth Daniels in Ermington church. Elizabeth was the daugher of Frederick Daniels, who was then the landlord of the 'First and Last' Inn in Ermington. Arthur Jarrett was a groom for Lord Mildmay at Flete House. He also served in the cavalry, possibly the King's Dragoon Guards. I believe Arthur and Elizabeth lived in, or near, Ermington all their married lives. In 1947 their address was 3 Park Hill Terrace, Ermington. They had at least six children, three boys and three girls, born between 1907 and 1919. Does anyone remember this family? Thanks for great website. Sue Posted: 12/09/2008 17:28 |
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War Years A memory of Modbury, Devon Born in 1938 in Modbury, I can remember the latter years of World War II. I remember vividly the nights during the months of the heavy blitz on Plymouth, with the beams from searchlights that were based just outside the town criss-crossing the sky as German bomber formations droned overhead. The American forces had an army camp in a field across from Modbury School and as a youngster I used to wander through the camp and GIs would give us sweets or chewing gum. The roads were lined with trucks and tanks preparing for the build-up to the Normandy invasion and the villagers used to volunteer for rehearsals by lying in the streets as casualties to be carried off to first aid stations. In the evenings, some of the GIs would sneak into town and come to our home. My sister Peggy would sometimes play the piano for them and they would bring canvas bags of goodies for me and my sister. At Christmas time the children in the village were scooped into US army trucks and taken off to a camp for a Christmas party. We all had to bring our own mugs! My mother would occasionally take me to Bigbury-on-Sea and I remember clearly one day the lines of American GIs wading out to landing craft with their rifles held above the heads as they practised embarkation. I remember the soldiers marching out of Modbury in single file on each side of the road towards the coast and the tanks traversing the sharp bend into New Road. One of the tanks hit and damaged the wall of the Red Devon Inn. I remember seeing open army trucks carrying prisoners of war with a jeep escort front and back covering the prisoners who were blindfolded and had their hands tied behind their backs. Toward the end of the war some prisoners would walk into the town and sell toys they had made. On VE Day there was a big bonfire on the Green opposite the school with people singing and dancing in front of it. I think it was once a week when we would have a cinema show in the upstairs function room of the Red Devon Inn. We all sat on wooden benches and waited expectantly as reels were changed for the next part of the film. I will never forget those early years in Modbury. Roger Stevens (son of Sydney and Ethel Stevens). Last edited: 13/03/2008 14:38 by Roger Stevens |
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Year: 1943
Navy Transit Camp Lyneham A memory of Lyneham, Devon Nights at the local inn. Hikes to Yealm River. Company of land girls at nearby camp. Newton Ferrers. Last edited: 02/10/2008 18:49 by Leo.h. Butler |
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 South Brent, view from Lydia Bridge c1960 (ref: S360006) |
Year: 1999
Our Honeymoon A memory of South Brent, Devon These pictures bring back delightful memories! We spent a week of our honeymoon in the 16th century mill at Lydia Bridge. Across the lawn was a view of the brook and early spring flowers. We stepped outside to the sound of the waterfall across the narrow, winding road. From the bridge on closer inspection the waterfall was spectacular. A path along the brook led to the ancient church where we wandered around the cemetery and the historic interior, and then explored the village of South Brent, little changed since these pictures were taken. No tourist traps here! At the local pharmacy, we bought Hummel type, Leonardo Collection, figures as souvenirs and gifts for our wedding party; we ate at the tea room, feasted in the pub, and cooked local produce in our quaint, antique studded cottage. Up the hill from our cottage, the lane twisted and turned sheltered on both sides by tall hedgerows. With only enough room for one car, occasional pull-offs beside the road allowed one vehicle to wait while the other passed. Half way up the hill we stopped to take photos of a sudden pastoral vista of cloud speckled sky over hills and fields and lovely homes. Later we pulled through a gate for a walk on the moor dotted with sheep. Another day we entered a park for a long walk uphill beside another brook to a dam at the base of the moor. I climbed the hill to discover that the moor went on unbroken as far as I could see. On still another day we drove to a village on the moor and stopped to watch wild moor ponies. Cornwall was within easy reach and we motored to Plymouth, the Lost Gardens of Heligan and Mevagissey, a quaint fishing village with palm trees and tropical views! A wonderful area! We hope to return next year or for our 10th anniversary. Last edited: 30/05/2007 09:22 by Elizabeth Goehringer |
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Year: 1961
My Stay At Collaton Cross A memory of Collaton Cross, Devon I lived in Collaton Cross for a short while when my Husband was in the R.A.F. My surname then was TURTLE. My son Nicholas was born in the house in Collaton Cross. He was ill at birth and taken to Freedom Fields Hospital in Plymouth where he had a successful operation and is now a strapping six foot 3inches and very fit. I had a Daughter Julie and another son Tony. I enjoyed my stay at Collaton Cross and used to enjoy walking into Newton Ferrers. I had very friendly neighbours who were very helpful when my son was born and in hospital. My husband was working from R.A.F. Mountbatten on air/sea rescue. As I recall Newton Ferrers was a very pretty village which I hope some day to revisit,I also hope that my son will decide to visit his place of birth in the not too distant future. I feel that I did enjoy the area but sometimes,when you are young and bringing up a family, you do not have the time to look around you and truly appreciate the beauty of such a place. It was a lovely summer that year as I recall. All too soon we were posted again and went abroad to Cyprus. How lucky we were to go to that beautiful island. After many postings though, I remember my short time at Collaton Cross with fond memories. Last edited: 10/11/2008 08:32 by Shelagh Strom |
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