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Year: 1940s
Longing To Hear From The St Marychurch Ghosts
Where are you... all my friends... people I knew... people who knew me... MRS ROOK... Roy Chick's family... I have actually spoken to only one person... MISS HOCKIN from the sweet shop in Fore Street... but where are all the ghosts... all the great people who lived in and around Fore Street in the 1940s... young BROWN from Ellacombe (Royal Navy)... friends and congregation from the Catholic Church in Fore Street... and from St Marychurch (Church)... (the bombing.. I lost so many school friends)... HILDA CORIO... are you still alive and well and living in Torquay.. I have so many memories to share with anyone but no one is answering... so come on all you ghosts... think of me living down the lane at HAMPTON FARM COTTAGE in the 1940s... dig into your memory... try and remember me and post a message here if you can... I will answer you and hopefully share those memories... Last edited: 15/10/2008 15:24 by Frederick Watson |
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Year: 1943
St Mary Chuch
I live in the USA, but my home was St Marychurch, a special place run by Catholic nuns during World War 2. I was barely two years old, and I was brought there with my five-year-old sister by my aunt, because my father was killed in action in a Lancaster bomber plane when returning back to England after a raid on Germany. My mother could not take care of us as she had a breakdown. We spent ten years at Marychurch with the refugees and even though I did not know the full consequence of war I can remember the siren and being lifted out of my bed by women in black and white hoods - the nuns. These Catholic nuns fed me, dressed me, and comforted me when I cried. I think of their caring hands when I was sick. When I was old enough to attend the Catholic school with children that came from outside they called us "Indoor kids" and we called them "Day kids". I return to Devon every two years and always go and visit Marychurch and attend Mass. I am so thankful for the wonderful childhood they gifted to me and my sister. I joined the Royal Air Force and did my nursing training. I married an American and had three wonderful children who have shared my visits to Marychurch. I run a nursing home in Los Angeles and my son James is a professor and is a great writer and he is writing a book regarding Marychurch. I would like to try and contact someone who has lived there during World War 2 to give us more details on Marychurch, and who remembers the orphanage. Thank you, June junebugpom@earthlink.net Last edited: 30/06/2008 09:10 by June Gatewood |
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![]() St Marychurch, Town Hall 1925 (ref: 78533) |
Year: 2008
Clog Morris Dancing At The Babbacombe Festival
A week long programme of events for the Babbacombe Festival included a display of clog morris dancing by the Heather and Gorse Clog Morris side from nearby Combeinteignhead, accompanied by a large band of four squeezeboxes and percussion. The dancers performed in the evening at the Precinct close to the Dolphin pub. It didn't take long before a crowd gathered to watch including drinkers from the pub who brought their beers outside to sit on the benches and watch. There was an hour long display of dancing which the onlookers regularly applauded! Great fun, nice people and lovely weather for dancing - not too hot, just a gentle fresh breeze to keep both dancers and musicians cool on this summer evening. A lovely memory! Posted: 26/06/2008 14:57 by John Howard Norfolk |
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Year: 2007
Heather And Gorse Dance At Teignmouth
There is a beautiful wide paved area at Teignmouth Triangle which is a natural focal point to meet people and maybe sit and chat on one of the many benches nearby. This was the venue chosen by the Heather and Gorse dancers to put on a display of clog morris dancing along with their band of accordians and melodeons. The dancers kit of blue dresses black waistcoats and dancing clogs attracted the attention of passers by and there was soon a gathering of interested spectators. This was my very first opportunity to play my accordian for Heather and Gorse and it was a magical morning as dancers, musicians and spectators all seemed so friendly - even the sun shone warmly on this November day and I was able to play my accordian in just shirt sleeves! Last edited: 27/04/2008 18:13 by John Howard Norfolk |
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Year: 1940s
The Home That Never Was
A St Marychurch lad I lived in Hampton Farm Cottage, Hampton Farm, Hampton Lane, St Marychurch, Torquay, Devon. I had been away from Torquay for several years - Army Service, etc....... but did eventually return to find that a BY PASS had been cut through the Farm area and there it was in front of me... the road by passing St Marychurch.... but no Farm and no House... not a trace... except for perhaps an end piece of old timber in the wall at the back of the MODEL VILLAGE (where the allotments used to be)... so... if you remember the building of this By Pass and witnessed the destruction of the House and Farm or perhaps even knew me, I would welcome your comments....... thank you for your kindness... Freddie. Posted: 29/07/2007 11:43 by Frederick Watson |
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