West Down Farm
Travel Blogs from South Molton
... where she and Craig used
to live in Lacey Green before moving to York. We had googled it but
it was good to actually see it.
collected us for dinner with her parents, and her sister Christine
who had flown in from Switzerland that afternoon with her two year
old son Jasper – a bright, lively little fellow with an infectious
smile and laugh. Christine's husband Paul was to arrive the next
... because we bought two umbreallas in a $1 shop!! Insurance.
Stopped off at a small cafe for a light lunch and found our waitress was from Bideford and her niece was married to a New (Lona's Bideford family) in Northam.
After we left Ilfracoombe in bright warm sunshine we headed through Coombe Martin and wound our way back to Barnstable and home.
Out last night ...
This morning we took the cliff path down to the town of Lynmouth which just below Lynton. We spent an hour walking around and absorbing this beautiful place with its lovely sea coastline and streams running down to the waters edge. We took the water powered cliff railway back up to Lynton after spending about an hour walking around Lynmouth. Lynton over looks the sea and the small village of Lynmouth. Both towns are small and ...
... the distance I must confess I felt a bit emotional, but I had time to compose myself before we finally hugged and patted! Though not in that order, as Kimber bounded up to greet me first. Shame it was a week day so people who had been involved couldn’t be there too. Or that students from Ellesmere were not there. We’d tried to set this up for the original attempt which was to have finished on a Monday, but the teachers offering to do it and run the last ...
... 8221; You couldn’t make it up! I wonder if He knows about that. Running ominously downhill along the diversion I suddenly and instinctively had to duck, dive to the side, backstep and close my eyes all in one movement. This would probably be my best dance move ever if you were to put it to music. But just in time as a branch and twigs hit my face and closed eyelids.
Walking through the valley of the shadow of ... no, not really. Walking ...