Tavistock, Duke Street 1890
Photo ref:
22546
Photo ref:
22546
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The delicate spire on the left was the Methodist church and is now demolished. The local constable poses stiffly in the left foreground. He may well have been a busy man - Tavistock had a reputation as a somewhat rough mining community, and the centre on Saturday nights could get a little lively.
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A Selection of Memories from Tavistock
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Tavistock
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I did a wonderful photography course in Tavistock run mainly by Pete, assisted by his partner Hannah. We did a lot of inspired photography (film) and worked on the results in the darkroom. Pete was a wonderful photographer and well known around Tavistock with his camera. Hannah was also a good photographer.
Sadly Pete died from a heart attack. I hoped and wondered if Hannah continued ...see more
I remember being at Plasterdown Camp and Tavistock I loved the rural setting with Dartmouth on our doorstep.
If you wanted to go into town then it was a trip to Plymouth I had a lot of good nights there with the lads to.
I was with them when they moved from Plasterdown Camp to Gazza Barracks Catterick Camp in Yorkshire It was in my opinion is prefered Plasterdown Camp but it became ...see more
Having completed my National Service with the Glosters I was called for camp as part of my further commitment. Unable to go with 5 Glosters I was sent to Plaster Down Camp with HQ 129 Brigade.
Having had an excellent time I decided to sign on to serve Four years with the TA.and I finished up doing twenty one years all together. All down to Plaster Down Camp and HQ 129 brigade .I finished my service as a ...see more
My mother, Mary Nicholson, was the daughter of Otho Francis Macmahon Nicholson, the son of Henry Donaldson Nicholson. My mother met my father, a first generation South African, during World War 2 when he served in the Merchant Navy. Otho was a master mariner who met his wife in Cape Town. My mother married and settled in Cape Town, South Africa. We have a treasured family album with photos of Walreddon Manor ...see more
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