Lundy Island
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Lundy Island memories
Stamps from Lundy Island
I visited Ilfracombe in 1977, and wanted to go to Lundy Island, but my father didn't want to go. I bought nearly all the Lundy Island stamps at the time in the post office on the High street of Illfracombe. It was the exact time of Elvis Presley's death, and I remember all the English newspapers showing his death. I guess everyone in the post office was too stunned, to watch what they were doing. I still have the collection within my own stamp collection. It is very hard to find values on these stamps, but I will keep them always.
Contributed by Evelyn Jepson
Devon memories
Stamps from Lundy Island
I visited Ilfracombe in 1977, and wanted to go to Lundy Island, but my father didn't want to go. I bought nearly all the Lundy Island stamps at the time in the post office on the High street of Illfracombe. It was the exact time of Elvis Presley's death, and I remember all the English newspapers showing his death. I guess everyone in the post office was too stunned, to watch what they were doing. I still have the collection within my own stamp collection. It is very hard to find values on these stamps, but I will keep them always.
A memory of Lundy Island contributed by Evelyn Jepson
Bucks Mills
I have such wonderful memories of going to Bucks Mills and staying in Kings Cottage with my grandparents and family. I used to go over to see Mamie Braund who lived in the old house on the opposite side of the road from the cottage, I loved to play with her old dog Dinah, a beautiful old Spaniel. Mamie used to let me go through to the pottery shop and I always left when it was time to leave the holiday with a Toby Jug. I can still recall the oil smell that emanated when you went into the house, not to mention I can still see Mamie in my mind's eye, the long hair tied back, the little moustache and ...read more here
A memory of Bucks Mills contributed by kathleen holloway
1960s in Bucks Mills
The earliest photo of me on Bucks Mills beach is in a pushchair from about 1951 -52! We were visiting for the day from my grandparents home in Bradworthy. In 1959 my grandparents, John and Gladys Dunn moved to Trundle Cottage (now Leat Cottage). For the next 9 years most of my Easter and summer holidays were spent there. I remember our very first holiday was at Easter 1960. We travelled by train (steam!) from Leamington Spa to Bideford where we were met by Grenville Braund in his big black car. We stayed at No 12, then thatched, for two weeks. We befriended other children whose grandparents lived in the village – Sean and Jane Rudman and their cousins Hannah and ...read more here
A memory of Bucks Mills contributed by Jonathan Asprey
Extracts From Lundy Island & Devon books
On the day Queen Victoria
died, the postmistress at
Lee`s old post office was
taking down a telegram
announcing the Queen`s
death when she was
struck by lightning in the
left eye and blinded.
An extract from from"Ilfracombe Photographic Memories".
Morte Point`s reputation as a sailors` graveyard was
never more deserved than on 26 October 1859 when
eight ships - the I`ll Try, the Matthew Thompson, the
Rose, the Thistle, the Hannah, the Clara, the Anne, and
the William Robertson, were lost. From one ship, all the
crew survived; from the other seven, all but four men
were lost.
An extract from from"Ilfracombe Photographic Memories".
It is thought that the first
ocean-going ships to visit
this harbour belonged to
the Phoenicians, who came
to trade for silver around
400BC.
An extract from from"Ilfracombe Photographic Memories".
The Velindra was just
one of the paddle
steamers that were
the lifeblood of
Ilfracombe`s tourist
industry in the latter
part of the 19th
century and the
first half of the 20th.
Before the building of
the pier, passengers
often had to be
ferried to and from
the steamers, which
anchored off Warp
House Point.
An extract from from"Ilfracombe Photographic Memories".
The slopes between Little Hangman and Sherrycombe, to the east, were often descended by
local women to gather laver (seaweed) from The Rawns. It was carried in 20lb bundles up
the steep cliffside and taken home to be cooked with vinegar and bacon. Laver is still served
in local cafes today.
An extract from from"Ilfracombe Photographic Memories".





