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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!
Childhood Holidays
My grandparents lived at Clearbrook, and as a child I used to spend nearly all of my summer holidays with them. I used to love going for rides on the train to Tavistock and Princetown. My gran took me on a train to Princetown just before the line closed. Other times I used to wander for miles over the moors and down the meadows by the River Plym. Some of my happiest childhood memories are of Clearbrook, it's a place that I have always promised myself that I would visit again, but have not seen it since the early 1960s. My gran had to move into a care home in Plymouth after the railway closed as she could no longer get her own shopping and provisions.
Your photos brought back many memories, especially the first one showing the entrance to Arch Lynn, so close to my grandparents' home. Tears in my eyes time. Thank You.
Clotted Cream
I remember moving to Milton Combe from Plymouth. It was in the middle of no where - how was I ever to survive - the last bus left Plymouth at tea time and took a tedious hour or so travelling through Clearbrook, Yelverton, Crapstone and Buckland, finally arriving at Milton Combe. The walk down the very steep hill to home!
I remember motor bikes and leather jackets and the joy of getting my first bike - independance at last; no more taxiing by Mum, to and fro.
I remember the school coach to Tavistock Comprehensive - the even longer walk back up the hill. I especially remember the day my sister decided to mitch off school to meet her boyfriend and got chased through the hedge by the cows.
I remember my little sister asking why some of the cows in the field had collars on and then exclaiming that it was so the farmer could tell the black and white ones from the brown ones!
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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?
Bagpuss
A section of this photograph was used by Peter Firmin and Oliver Postgate for one of the opening sequences in the programme Bagpuss. This was confirmed in 1978 when a Horrabridge resident wrote to the Bagpuss programme and received a reply from Mrs Joan Firmin giving an account of how the picture used came from an old postacrd album which now belonged to her.
The wheelwrights yard is shown on the left and the view is looking south to Station Road taken from the north side of the bridge. This scene has changed little in the last 100 years and is still recognisable today.
Trevethan
There doesn't seem to be many memories of the Trevethans - anyone help?
Bubbles up Your Bum!
Just look closely at the picture, sitting on top of the fountain was half the fun & excitement of coming to the pool. Water wings under my arms and the supervision of Granddad Russell I made my first attempt at learning to swim. Getting really daring swimming to the back of the pool, climbing out would lead to the open sea where only the brave would swim. The pool was accessed by steps from the road at the front of the Hoe. Walking down the damp steps we then divided into boys and girls changing rooms from where we emerged into the circular concrete pool. There were 2 four layer fountains to climb and sit on and a central taller fountain where the 'teenagers' hung out. Without the luxury of an indoor swimming pool we went from Sailsbury Road, Primary School, I can only think by pd2 Bristol bus, for our swimming lessons. After the time in the pool we dressed and walked through the passage way by the pool... Read more
