ST. PETER'S CHURCH
A wonderful Christmas was spent
at St. Peter's. The church was
beautifully decorated, again thanks to Sue and her team, with the tree and the
added touch of candles on the window sills.
In spite of the weather, the church was packed for the Carol Service and
the Christmas Eve service was well-attended with more people taking communion
this year. A Family Service was held
on Christmas morning with Rev. Chris bringing along a family of sheep to
delight the children. The Epiphany
[arrival of the three wise men] was celebrated on 5th January with Celia
Withers coming over to lead the service.
It is now time to put away the crib and carol sheets for another year!
January and February will give us time to recharge our
batteries although the PCC will be holding their annual meetings to look back
over 2013 and make plans for the year ahead.
A second churchwarden is needed by March to join Teresa Crockett and
lighten her load.
Easter is not until the third week-end in April and Lent
will begin with Ash Wednesday on the 5th March. Mothering Sunday falls on 30th March which
will also mark the beginning of British Summer Time.
As we look forward to spring, we wish everyone every
blessing for 2014 and our thoughts and prayers are with those of us who are
contending with ill-health.
lunches will continue at The Globe and will be on Wednesdays 26th February and
26th March. Our thanks to Karen and
staff for their constant hospitality - we are about to embark on our fifteenth
Due to the atrocious weather on the evening of the Carol
Service, the toddlers from the School performed their carols in the church to a
large gathering of parents. Their costumes
and singing were a delight and how they managed to remember all the music is a
tribute to the dedication, time and effort of the teaching staff at our school.
The Carol Service got underway with soloists Louis and Holly
singing, unaccompanied, the first verse of Once in Royal David's City, and the
first lesson read beautifully from the pulpit by Poppy and Melanie.
The service continued with the
singing of popular carols.
The school choir performed a beautiful carol sung in both
French and English, the first time the choir has sung in a foreign language and
they received well deserved applause from the congregation. Our choir then sang two
carols, Oh Little Town of Bethlehem and a joyful rendering of Malcolm Archer's
A Child is Born in Bethlehem.
Then it was the turn of the school choir who sang two
Christmas songs, the last, Bells Ring Out, was superbly sung with ability and
fun which brought rapturous applause from everyone in the church.
How hard the school choir has
worked to sing with such quality and style and again many congratulations and
thanks to all those teachers who have put in so much time behind the scenes.
The final carol, O Come All Ye Faithful, was a rousing
finale and the evening ended with mulled wine and mince pies!
Thanks to the Rector for leading the Service and to all
those helpers who contributed to a memorable evening.
. . . and many thanks to
Stuart for all his effort and dedication to the great music enjoyed in our
should die and leave you here awhile,
like others, sore undone, who keep
vigils by silent dust and weep.
sake, turn again to life and smile,
thy heart and trembling hand to do
to comfort weaker hearts than thine.
the dear unfinished tasks of mine
perchance may therein comfort you!
Mary Lee Hall
3.4.1911 - 29.11.2013
Villagers were sorry to learn
that Pip's father, Cecil Hodkinson, had died on the 29th November and our
thoughts are with Pip, Tony and all his family at this time of sorrow.
It is sad to report the death of Berynarbor's oldest
resident, Cecil of Philton House, Barton Lane.
Cecil lived in the village for 13 years and despite some
lack of mobility after a stroke, was very independent and still looking after
himself virtually unaided long after reaching the 100 year milestone. He moved to Edenmore Nursing Home in
Ilfracombe in late October following hospitalisation after some falls, which
unfortunately seemed to have knocked the stuffing out of him and his health
declined rapidly and he sadly died in Edenmore at the end of November at the
grand old age of 102. Thankfully he did
not suffer any pain or prolonged illness and died peacefully in sleep after a long,
Tony and family would like to thank everyone for their kind thoughts and
condolences at this time of sadness.
It was with sadness we learnt that Fred, formerly of Devon
Cottage, Hagginton Hill, had sadly passed away after a prolonged illness on the
22nd November. Fred and Linda had many
happy years in Berrynarbor, all the memories of which are cherished. Our thoughts are with Linda, their three
children and five grandchildren at this time of sorrow.
WEATHER OR NOT
The beginning of November was very wet
and windy with a maximum gust of wind of 40 knots on the 2nd and a wind chill
of -3 Deg C on the 4th.
By the 9th we had recorded 80mm of rain,
then we flew off to sunnier climes returning on the 6th December. Most of the records, therefore, are for the
two months combined. The total rain was
318mm, the maximum temperature was 15 Deg C with a minimum of -0.1 Deg C and there was
a wind chill of -8 Deg C on the 24th December.
Between our return from holiday and the end of the year we recorded nine
gales or storms, it felt as though we had come back in the middle of the
hurricane season! The barometric
pressure was below 1014mb most of the time and on the 23rd
December it dropped to 976mb. We did,
however, fare better here than in South Devon and other parts of the country.
The recorded 19.06 hours of sunshine in
November was actually more than in the previous three years and in December
there were 6.42 hours which was also up on 2012 and 2013.
Despite the terrible weather in December
2013 it was a dry year with a total of only 1070mm which made it the third
driest year we have recorded after 2006 and 2010. The maximum temperature was 28.9 Deg C, the
minimum was -2.7 Deg C and there was a wind chill of -20 Deg C on the 12th March. The barometric pressure peaked at 1037mb in November and
troughed at 976mb in December.
As we write this the weather is still
mild and very unsettled with yet more stormy weather forecast, at least we are
past the shortest day and heading in the right direction.
We wish everyone a Happy, Healthy and
Peaceful New Year (and some decent weather).
Simon and Sue
FEBRUARY & FINANCE
F is for February but also Finance and
once again the time has come to look at the financial situation of the
Newsletter and its funds.
Funds at present are
critical and need a desperate top up!
Last year's successful Activity Day
will again be taking place, on Saturday 15th February and full details
appear later in this issue. A Nearly
New and Jumble Sale has also kindly been arranged to help swell the
coffers, and this takes place on Saturday, 8th March and again you will
find details later. So, please make a
note of these dates and drop in to the Manor Hall to make these events a
Although costs have continued to rise over the last year,
the subscription for postal readers for the coming year will remain the same at
£6.00 [February to December, inclusive].
Although the Newsletter is technically a 'freebie', the postal rate only
covers the cost of postage and stationery, so it is very much hoped that those
readers will include a donation to help keep the Newsletter out of the
This plea also applies to readers who
receive their copy with their paper, or collect a copy from the Shop, Globe or
With all the increasing costs involved
in producing the Newsletter - our Printer, my stationery, printing inks,
telephone, petrol, etc., [but not my time!]
- the cost of a single newsletter amounts to approximately £1.40. It is only by kind and generous donations
from all readers that it can continue.
However, I must thank you all for your past donations as well as the
continued financial support of the Parish and Parochial Church Councils.
Some postal subscriptions have now run
out and if you are someone to whom this applies, a letter is enclosed with your
My thanks to Sue's of Combe Martin and
our paperboys, Terry and Mick, who deliver copies with the newspapers, the
Shop, The Globe and the Sawmill Inn for having copies available and for
BERRY IN BLOOM & BEST KEPT
This winter is proving to be very stormy
and wet although the temperatures have so far not been too cold and the pansies
and cyclamen have been flowering well in the planters around the village. Shortly the daffodils will be cheering us all
up and the days lengthening. Spring is
just around the corner and we will be holding our first meeting of the year on
February 25th at 7.30 in the Globe.
Please try to come along and support us as we are always looking out for
help and new ideas. We will again be taking the hanging baskets over to
Georgeham to be filled and you are welcome to join this scheme, just let me
know Tel. Wendy on 883170. This coming
year we hope to have Berrynarbor open gardens again.
Are you trying to eat a bit
healthier after the excess of Christmas and New Year? Well this could be the
recipe for satisfying your sweet tooth without feeling too guilty.
Oaty fruit bars [makes 12 bars]
250g unsalted butter 175g light soft brown sugar
150g golden syrup 100g dried apricots
100g dried figs 50g dates
350g oats 50g pumpkin seeds
25g sesame seeds
(If you want you can substitute the
seeds for chopped nuts or the figs for example for dried cherries or
Pre-heat oven to 160ºC, fan 140º,
gas mark 3
Line a 20cm square loose based baking
tin with baking paper. In a large pan
melt the butter, sugar and golden syrup together over a gentle heat. Let the mixture bubble and reduce for about 5
minutes until thickened and syrupy.
Meanwhile roughly chop the fruit but
keep separate. Combine the oats and seeds in a large bowl and pour the hot
syrup over and stir well. Press half the
oat/seed mixture into the tin then spread the fruit mix over and then use the
remaining half of the oat/seed mix to top the fruit. Smooth over and press down firmly with the
back of a spoon.
Bake in the pre-heated oven for 25-30
minutes or until golden and starting to firm around the edges. Remove from the oven and allow to cool for 20
minutes then cut into 12 squares while still warm. Leave to cool completely in the tin.
Well perhaps a
good brisk walk should precede these to make them healthy!
"I tried the Christmas Chutney recipe in the
last edition. Absolutely delicious and
when it was slowly cooking on the Rayburn the aroma filled the whole bungalow
with the smell of Christmas cooking. I'm going
to make double for this year."
BERRYNARBOR HORTICULTURAL & CRAFT SHOW
News for 2014
Morning and Easter Fayre Saturday - 19th April 2014
Categories for the following groups are as follows:
1. Take 3 glasses 16" x 16" x 18" high
2. 1914 in Memoriam 16" x 16" x 18" high
3. Junkyard 18" x 18" x 24"
4. War Medal - miniature
6" x 6" x 6"
1. Sunrise or Sunset
2. Stormy seashore
3. Garden life
item on any surface other than paper, card or canvas, e.g. glass, pottery, stone, wood, slate
etc. Any subject.
Maximum size for all classes must not exceed A3 (297mm x 420mm)
1. Reflections 5.
Animals at play
2. Watersports 6. Flowers
3. Farm Life 7. Anything goes
4. Stormy Seas [humorous] may be enhanced
in any way
Photographs must be maximum 5 x 8 to be
affixed to white card or paper size A5 for display purposes. Entries limited to 2 photographs per class.
Happy new year to all our
families and friends! We must say a huge thank you to all who
attended the bingo night at the end of November. A massive £300 profit was made to be split
between School and Pre-school. We are hoping to hold another bingo night just
before Easter, look out for the posters and tell all your friends what a good
time you had at the last one!
We continue to raise funds
for our outdoor classroom project. We are holding a Jumble Sale on 1st March and
are looking for donations of clothes, CDs, DVDs, soft toys, shoes, handbags,
belts - basically all textiles, not including duvets! Also being collected are old mobile phones,
used printer ink cartridges and any unwanted jewellery. Anything not sold on the day will be recycled
through Ragbag [textiles], Music Magpie [CDs and DVDs], Empties Please [ink]
and O2 [mobiles]. Donations will be gratefully received in the week before the
Finally, Pre-school is
delighted to announce that we are now open on a Friday afternoon! Opening hours are 9.00 a.m. to 3.00 p.m.
Monday and Tuesday and 8.30 a.m. to 3.00 p.m. on Wednesday, Thursday and
Natalie Stanbury - Chairperson 
Either black or white, i.e. rain or snow. On the other hand, a rhyming weather
brings the snow, Makes our face and fingers glow.
brings the rain, Thaws the frozen dykes again.
So, as our weather is unpredictable anyway, expect the worst
and hope for the best.
P.S. Simon and Sue will no doubt tell us what
really happened in the next issue!
the late 1950's and '60's.
Michael Flanders, actor and singer, and Donald Swann, composer,
pianist and linguist, collaborated on many comic songs - The Gnu and the
Hippopotamus Song, 'Mud, mud, glorious mud', as well as a variation on Sara
Coleridge's 1834 rhyme on weather:
OLD BERRYNARBOR - VIEW NO. 147
This four miniature view card was published
by The Pictorial Stationery Co. Ltd. of London under their Peacock Brand
Autochrom Postcards c1904.
The first view is of Ilfracombe, Torrs Walk and the Cafe
that was then on top, and note the chocolate bar dispensing machine in the
The second view is of Ilfracombe Holy Trinity Parish Church
and a gentleman on horseback coming down church Hill.
The third is Donkeys at Watermouth. These are the donkeys kept by Betsy
Leworthy* near the centre of the village and walked daily into Ilfracombe to
pick up visitors and take them for rides to Lee or Watermouth. Betsy can be seen standing between the two
donkeys on the far right. She was hard
working all her life and as well as managing the donkeys, was the village coal
merchant at the turn of the century.
Coal would be brought by sailing brig into Watermouth Cove at high tide
and directly the tide ran out, horse and carts from the village would run up
and down loading the coal and then unloading at Betsy's Coal Store, opposite
The Globe, for redistribution. Betsy
was born c1840 and married John Leworthy, the village blacksmith about
1851. They had many children but sadly,
in those days, the mortality rate was high and five of their children died
between the age of 11 months and 5 years.
Her tomb stone records: Beloved
children of John and Betsy Leworthy safe in the arms of Jesus. Betsy died on the 31st March 1912 aged 72, a
great loss and sadly missed by the entire village. Her husband died three years later in
January 1915 aged 74 years.
The fourth view is of the Thatched Cottage at Chambercombe,
Ilfracombe. This started as a private
residence but later became a popular public house, known as Chambercombe
Cottage, the Hermitage and now the Thatched Inn.
of Annie Leworthy, 1897, who died aged 92 on 22.09.1989, and remembered by many
Bartlett, Tower Cottage, January 2014
REPORT FROM THE PARISH COUNCIL
A representative from the Environment
Agency gave a talk regarding a flood plan for Berrynarbor. Initially it
involves calling a meeting of interested people to compile a draft plan, trying
out a 'dry run' and keeping it up to date.
The Police would appreciate assistance
from anyone who can help with the poaching problem which is extensive at the
present time, with particular concern about firearms shooting at night.
Details of the decision made by Devon
County Council Public Rights of Way Committee who met in November who, among
other items, made a decision not to make a Modification Order to the Definitive
Map in respect of Proposal 3.
Reports were received from County
Councillor Mrs Andrea Davis and Councillor Mrs Lorna Bowden on behalf of the
Manor Hall Management Committee.
The state of roads and paths around the
Parish were discussed.
A number of items under Matters Arising
were discussed and progressed.
6 Planning Applications were considered.
Under Finance, payments were approved
and Tenders awarded for the 2014/15 season in respect of Grass Cutting and
maintenance of seats, bus shelters and garden maintenance.
The 2014/15 Budget was set and approved
and also the Precept which is to remain unchanged at £14,980.00.
the Meeting, we have heard the very sad news that Councillor Gary Marshall lost
his fight against cancer on the day of the December Meeting. We have lost an excellent Councillor who
always had a balanced view of things, was always kind, courteous - a true
gentleman. Councillor Dave Richards and I represented the Parish Council
at Gary's funeral at St Brannock's Church, Braunton, on Monday 23rd December.
At the January meeting, Councillors, Clerk
and members of the public stood in silence to the memory of the late Councillor
Gary Marshall who died on 10 December. The Clerk brought the Order of
Service for members to see and the Chairman invited her to give a short account
of the service.
Reports were received from PCSO A.
Drury, County Councillor Andrea Davis and District Councillors Julia Clark and Yvette
Councillor Linda Thomas reported on a
meeting held with a North Devon Council officer regarding Berynarbor's car
park. Councillors agreed that it should
remain in the ownership of the North Devon Council.
There were no planning applications to
consider. Approval notices had
been received for Forge Cottage and Hawksridge.
A number of items were discussed under
Matters Arising. Certain highways work could not be carried out due to
budgetary constraints and
Steve Hill gave an update regarding the Emergency Plan.
Finance, various payments were authorised including a donation to the Citizens
Advice Bureau. The Clerk reported
she had arranged for a change in supplier for electricity to the public toilets
after a better deal had been identified.
Squire - Clerk to the Parish Council
After such a busy half term in the build
up to Christmas, the children enjoyed a fun filled two week break! Hopefully not too many were affected by the
dreadful bugs that have been doing the rounds.
Well done Mrs Lucas, Elderberry Class
really rose to the occasion again this year!
They worked very hard all day
preparing everything from vegetables down to making the stuffing and cranberry
sauce. The adults thoroughly enjoyed
themselves and the children finished off the evening by singing carols
beautifully. A lovely evening was had by
Whilst Class 4 prepared for their Senior
Dudes Meal the rest of the school enjoyed a trip to RHS Rosemoor. Despite the weather the children had a great
day looking around the gardens. The younger children took part in an
educational activity 'natural sculptures', whilst the older children did
'discover your tree'. We'd like to say a
big thank you to the PTA for funding the transport for this trip.
& Cranberry Class Nativity
children in Strawberry and Cranberry Classes performed their Nativity play 'The
Nativity' in the Manor Hall on Friday 13th. The whole school, joined by the
preschool, saw the performance in the morning, followed by their big
performance to their parents and families in the afternoon. It was a great
success and all the children sang and performed beautifully - a credit to Mrs.
Wellings' hard work!
Well done to the infants who performed
their nativity play 'The Nativity'. The
weather did not put us off and the show carried on in the church! This was followed by the village Carol Service,
where the school Choir accompanied the Church Choir. It was a lovely evening with a wonderful
This term Strawberry and Cranberry Classes'
topic is Barnaby Bear goes to China.
Blueberry Class are learning the difference between Rural and Urban
areas and Elderberry Class are studying the science of bread.
Sue Carey - Headteacher
BERRYNARBOR WINE CIRCLE
is the thinking person's health drink'
Our November meeting was too late for
inclusion in the pre-Christmas Newsletter, so I reflect on two gatherings, in
December, for the first of 2014's Newsletters.
This month is a social month - many of us will be tippling a glass of champagne,
or a red or white and perhaps more than our usual, so I thought Dr Norrie's
statement would bring comfort to us all!
We certainly tipped a few with Jonathan
Coulthard in November. Our usual
tastings are 6, but he provided 8 wines from the Duras area. He is a producer-grower in the smallest
appellation: Cotes de Duras AOC, in the Department of Lot et Garonne, in the
region of Aquitaine, but it was one of the first: 1937. The town of Duras is close to Bergerac and
All wine was produced 'en famille': in vineyards
privately owned, generally by more than 1 generation. They all seemed to meet with approval and,
annoyingly, 7 were less than €10, but French duty is only 3 cents! The penultimate was a sweet wine - 80%
Semillon, 15% Sauvignon Blanc and 5% Muscadet, but this was €25.50. His own award-winning red: Chateau Terra
finished the evening. Another inclusion
was a 14%, €5 Merlot, 2009. This was
Domaine de Grande Mayne. Jonathan
described it as coming from a 'progressive vineyard' and was where he gained
his work experience having trained at Plumpton College.
Plumpton in East Sussex, as a matter of
interest, specialises in 'land-based courses', and is a 'Centre of Excellence
in wine education'. It is the only
Higher Education Institute to offer undergraduate degrees in Wine Business and
Production in English in Europe.
As another point of interest, a red and
a white wine from his vineyard are now stock items in our village shop. His next visit may be next year, so you need not wait for this to be able to
sample some good French wine, made from hand-picked grapes only.
Good cheer, good food and wine were
enjoyed by 52 members and friends, exactly 2 weeks before Christmas Day. 'Committee's Choice' was presented by 6 of
our 7 committee members. We began with
'bubbles': a Cava, that used to be termed 'Spanish Champagne', a Viognier and a
delicious Sancerre. These were followed
by 2 Merlots and the question was 'Which is better?' The answer was lost in the
conviviality! We ended our evening with
a superb 9-year-old Claret. This was the
dearest at £15.99, but less £3 each if 2 purchased, the Merlots were at the other
end of the scale at £6.99. All were purchased through Barnstaple's
Sampling a few mouthfuls of a variety of
wines at the Circle is a wonderful way to taste and discover. Our meetings provide an excellent opportunity
to sample wines and avoid the situation of buying something,
particularly for a
special occasion, and then realising that you don't like it! I have realised
that, usually, during our 8-meeting season, we get to sample 48 wines and all
for an annual fee of £5 per head and an evening charge of £6 per individual
that covers wine expenditure.
As far as I'm concerned, our winter months
can't be over soon enough and without its festive gatherings and occasional
blue-sky days, it would be even more of a lacklustre season. Thankfully, our excellent Christmas meeting
is followed by another: January's 'Call My Wine Bluff '. These have been running since 2007 and are
always a tremendous hit with our members.
Seven teams pitted their wits against
the descriptions delivered by Geoff Adam, our able Chairman Tony Summers and
John Thorndycroft. All six wines,
foil-clad, were given three plausible descriptions and, therefore, Tony said,
their night of words could be summarised by a famous Eric Morecombe quote: 'I'm
playing all the right notes, but not necessarily in the right order!'
Our wines came from France, Germany,
Spain and Australia; other whines came from the floor and were again clarified
by Tony: 'it was interesting to hear the moans and groans when answers were
wrong and the cheers when teams were right!'
The quintet winners, 'Famous Five', each walked away with a Spanish
Adam - Secretary & Promotional Co-ordinator
FROM THE RECTOR . . .
search of the Snow Leopard
So as 2014 begins to roll, decided yet
where you are going for a holiday this year if you can get away? Maybe circumstances or money [or both] won't
allow for that, but nice to have a break if we can, even if only for a few
I am as yet undecided where my next trek
will be. In the brochure of my regular
travel company [which I cannot name as this will constitute advertising], there
is an intriguing trek in the Himalayas I might well end up pursuing. In search
of the snow leopard is the name of
My word it looks exciting, though the
downside is camping in sub-zero temperatures which doesn't appeal so much these
days! In fact, my hands and feet begin
to chill at the thought of it. Nevertheless, the lure is there. Snow leopards are one of the world's most
elusive mammals. After a few days acclimatising in little Tibet, the trek takes
you into the heart of the mountains of the far north of India in search of this
There are dreams we never grasp. I heard of an artist who wanted to sculpt an
image of a snow leopard. His dream took
him to Siberia one winter and there he waited and waited. With rapt attention he waited. For nearly two weeks he waited. But locals were quite clear. "A
sighting is only in the gift of the snow leopard!." Two days before the end
of his stay, his attention was rewarded. There on the snow bank stood a leopard gazing
at him, allowing him to photograph before he disappeared into the white blanket
that covered the trees. The artist
returned to the spot several more times, secretly glad that he didn't see it
again - it wouldn't be the same!
There is a parallel here with a journey
into faith. The sighting of God is in
the gift of God. We must, I believe,
search for God and have a willingness to go and see and try to discover. The All-seeing identity will surely reveal
himself to you as you let go of your pre-conceived notions.
you, we have to be in the right frame of mind. There are soft moments when we glimpse the
heart of things if intentionally we are open to an encounter that in turn opens
us to new possibility.
On this sort of subject, I should like
very much to have discussions with local people about your own journey and what
you think deep down about life and faith. We will try to arrange a coffee morning in
the next few weeks but do have a word if you would welcome such a discussion.
Maybe life until now has been a bit of a trek!
So back to my brochure . . .
very best wishes for 2014,
MANOR HALL TRUST
about the Manor Hall
Our new governance document
has finally been accepted by the Charity Commission, which is great news as we
now look a bit more fit for purpose, which will be important for external fund
we shall be seeking substantial funds given the way a host of problems are
coming to light . . .
Following on from the recent survey, the
condition of the manor house roof now requires further remedial specification
from structural engineers due to the movement of the rafters over time, and
damage by woodworm. We have therefore
been selecting appropriate consultants and timber treatment specialists, and
organising a new loft access point into the old roof from the Men's Institute
If this wasn't enough we have also
discovered extensive wet rot under the stage in the main hall, due to extreme
wetness in this area and poor ventilation under the floor. All of this is on top of the other works
needed to the original masonry to the old manor house, the replacement heater
to the main hall, and a number of other maintenance items. It really does feel that chickens have come
home to roost and we are paying for many years of minimal maintenance.
We are not yet at the stage of putting a
total cost together for all the work but the support of the village as a whole
will soon be needed to help overcome perhaps the biggest set of challenges
since the main hall was built a hundred years ago. This is not the centenary celebratory news
that we wanted to share for 2014, but then again it will be a time for some
centenary fund raising to protect and preserve this unique building.
Look out for further news over the next
few months. Your support will be much
Narborough and the Manor Hall Committee
NEWS FROM OUR COMMUNITY SHOP & POST
Thank you to everyone for
your support of the Shop at Christmas and best wishes for the New Year.
We now have a wonderful
selection of cards and there will be special ones for Valentine's Day, so why
not buy a box of chocolate as well to give your loved one!
With various events taking
place in the next couple of months, don't forget that tickets are available
from the Shop where you can also buy your Lottery Tickets. 'You
gotta be in it to win it'!
We shall be stocking an exciting new range of Sausages from
Yetland Farm [you may have tasted them at Local Farmers Markets] from the end
Look out for New Wines on the shelves from our new local wine merchant.
Just a reminder to all the
gardeners in the village to start thinking about growing seedlings for the
Annual Village Plant and Craft Sale fundraiser for the Shop. Donations of unwanted garden tools and
gardening bits and bobs would be very welcome and can be left at the shop!
ONE STEP BACK
Do you remember Spike Milligan singing "I'm walking
backwards for Christmas"? Well the true
story I'm about to relate worked just that way!
At the time when my mother lived in a bungalow at
Billericay, most of the area - like so much of Berrynarbor - was either cesspit
or septic tank drainage.
Fortunately for the residents, the local council put in main
drains in all the roads and my mother, after getting the necessary planning and
building approval, proceeded to find a small building firm to dig up her drive,
lay the drains and make the necessary connection.
The builder was Fred White and his two sons, Brian and Jack.
"Where would you like us to make the trench?" Fred enquired.
"Well," my mother replied, "I think it a good idea if you
take up the slab path leading up the drive and around the back."
"OK, we'll get right on with it." and Mr. White instructed
his sons accordingly.
The slabs up the front drive were all taken up and stacked
and then they began taking up those at the back of the bungalow.
The lads had taken up quite a number when Jack suddenly
shouted to Brian, "Don't step forward with that slab, just do as I say and step
back." Brian did as he was told and
luckily for him, he did!
The slab had been covering a well and had he stepped forward
he would have stepped straight into it, probably with the slab on top of him.
On examination, the well proved to be barrel shaped and
quite large. The back wall of the
bungalow had been built partly over it.
Mr. White and his boys filled in the well with rubble before finishing
Many years later, after my mother had moved, the bungalow
was pulled down and a pair of houses built on the site, probably over the well
Tony Beauclerk - Stowmarket
REMOTE INHABITED ISLAND IN THE WORLD
In 2012 we achieved a long held ambition to travel on the Royal Mail
Ship St. Helena (known affectionately as the R.M.S.) which is a small passenger
cargo ship servicing St. Helena, Ascension and occasionally Tristan da
Cunha. On that voyage she did not call
at Tristan so we decided to try for the next visit she made and were fortunate
enough to go last November.
The Archipelago of Tristan da Cunha is a British Overseas Territory
lying approximately 1750 miles from South Africa and 2100 miles from South
America, It has no airport and is only accessible by sea. The group of islands, of which Tristan is the
main island, is made up of Inaccessible, Nightingale, Middle, Stoltenhoff and
the most Southerly Gough which is approximately 40 Deg S and 10 Deg W. This is uninhabited apart from scientists who
stay there for about twelve months at a time running the weather station.
In 1961 some of you may remember volcanic action on Tristan forced the
inhabitants of the only settlement to leave in a hurry. They evacuated to Nightingale Island about 20
miles away in small open boats and were then rescued and brought back to the UK
via South Africa. The following year a
Royal Society expedition went back and found little damage to the settlement
known as Edinburgh of the Seven Seas, although the harbour landing and fish
factory had been destroyed. In 1963
most of the families returned to their tiny island.
We flew to Cape Town where we spent a few nights before joining the ship
to start our passage. Unbeknown to us
this was going to be a special trip as it was the 200th voyage of the R.M.S.
and the 50th anniversary of the return of the islanders to their homes. Before heading to Tristan, therefore, we were
first taken south on a circumnavigation of Gough Island.
Landing at Tristan is often impossible as ships anchor off and
passengers are transferred ten at a time to small R.I.B's which, due to the sea
conditions, is often very hazardous. The Captain assured us that he would do
everything he could to get us ashore even if it meant passengers having to
board the R.I.B's via the pilot's rope ladder (only the more agile would be
allowed to attempt this). In the event
we were incredibly fortunate and were able to get ashore on two days though it
was quite interesting in the sizeable swell.
Island is very impressive with a summit rising to 6760 feet and the settlement
where everyone lives is on a relatively small plateau between the mountain and
the sea. There are less than 270
residents, mostly descended from settlers from passing and wrecked ships and
there are only seven surnames making up the population of the island.
We were landed at the small
harbour named Calshot (after the Hampshire village which housed the Tristonians
between 1961 and 1963). Lining the
harbour wall are the small open fishing boats which are used to catch
crayfish. Because the weather conditions
can change so quickly these are craned out at the end of every fishing trip and
stand on trailers. One of the main
incomes for the island comes from the fish factory which processes the crayfish
for export. They have a quota of 150
tons a year which provides about 30 days fishing a year. Fishing days are weather dependent, the head
fisherman decides if the day is suitable and summons the rest of the men by
striking an old gas cylinder with a large hammer!
As well as the fish factory the island has a small supermarket, Island
stores for the tradesman requirements, Administrators office, communications,
police, post office (which deals with
the sales of the much sought after stamps and coins from the island), outdoor
swimming pool, and of course The Albatross Bar. The Gomogli hospital can handle simpler
things but more serious cases and all expectant mums have to go to Cape Town as
there is currently no incubator. The
settlement bungalows with their different coloured roofs and paint work are bright
and cheerful and there are two Churches, St. Mary's Anglican and St. Joseph's
R. C. and several graveyards. There is
also what must be one of the most testing golf courses with cattle and cowpats
among the hazards. In the middle of it
are several small huts housing the atomic monitoring station (C.T.B.T.O.) with
associated satellite dishes.
the back of the settlement is the volcano which erupted in 1961, from the top
there is a good view of Edinburgh and at the base there is the Thatched House
Museum which was built recently by a few of the older islanders to recreate an
original dwelling using authentic methods and materials.
The Islanders have a challenging life with only modest income. They keep cattle and sheep but because of the
limited grazing are restricted to two milking cows and their offspring (which
have to be killed every three years) per family and two sheep per person. The bulls appear to be communal and there are
plenty of chickens and ducks. They also
grow potatoes and vegetables in an area called the Potato Patches about a mile
and a half from the settlement. Each islander has a patch roughly the size of
an allotment and most have a small shed with a stove where they spend weekends and Christmas. When ships come in the islanders also
open their homes to visitors to provide a bit more income. They do have access to the internet and are
able to shop online but deliveries can take several months, so things like
Christmas presents have to be planned early.
They are very friendly people and love
their island despite its hardships and inconveniences and it was a fascinating
place to visit. Tristan da Cuhna
has a good website for anyone interested.
As I write this weather forecasters are
already warning of a wet start to 2014. All of us who use the roads will know that means
- Potholes - one of the blights of the pneumatic tyre. If any readers are still using the solid
tyres I should imagine they are lasting well, although you are probably
suffering with some form of back ailment! For the rest of us it is worth taking a
couple of minutes to check over our tyres reasonably regularly. Tyre pressures
for example mean that many people get only half the potential life from their
tyres simply because they are underinflated and wear unevenly.
is all too easy to miss seeing potholes - especially in the dark. I
should know - I've run into one damaging both my tyre and rim on my car. You
may be surprised to know that you can make a claim against Devon Highways for
that damage - again something I did, successfully, within the last couple of
years. Reporting defects or enquiring
about a claim can be done by logging on to www. devon.gov.uk /road maintenance,
or alternatively ringing 0845 155 1004,
which I found to be the easier way of reporting. Just make sure you have as exact a location
as possible with map ref. if able. A
claim will only be considered if the pothole had been reported to Highways
prior to the damage. That's why it's so
important to get them reported as soon as possible.
As a retired police biker now running my
own safer riding business aimed at both the seasoned rider as well as those who
have recently joined the ranks of the powered two wheelers, I hear regularly
about the state of the county's roads. Riding
can be hazardous at the best of times but potholes can make some roads a real
This being the case I should politely ask
those other road users out there, that when passing motorcycles, take a moment
to think about how difficult it can be on two wheels to negotiate surface
water, debris and whatever else may lie in our paths as we go about our
business. Don't forget there are many
who have no option but to ride in all seasons.
Anyone interested in taking advanced
/safer riding tuition please log on to www.revolutionbiketraining.co.uk or ring
and leave details on 0843 289 3529.
Paul White - Barton Lane
RURAL REFLECTIONS NO. 61
The casual observer may regard the
winter countryside as a slumber land; a
land that has undressed its deciduous trees and hedges, leaving them naked and
tucked up under blankets of rain clouds, frost or snow. Yet like the nocturnal
sleeping human, the land's status does not remain stagnant. For just as a human body subconsciously makes
subtle shifts in position whilst asleep, so the countryside makes modest
alterations in accordance with the decrease or increase in daylight hours. These delicate changes go unnoticed in a pastoral
panorama in winter and it is for this reason that I like to observe a rural
view at this time of year with features that continually alter, namely a vast
sky and tidal water. Such a scene can be
appreciated by a farm gate along Pottery Lane, just above Yelland, where a
field slopes steeply immediately beyond the gate. It is only to the left that
one notices rising ground; a gentle rise that momentarily levels out before
taking a subtle dip. This topography is
then repeated beyond, the land repeatedly dipping and rising
again - a reminder of how lucky we are to live in a region of soft rolling
hills that bring pleasure to our eyes and offer tranquillity for our souls.
This is in contrast to the dramatic
sloping ground both ahead and to my right, field's vast pasture eventually
levelling where it meets its boundary hedge on the far side. From here on the ground stays even, ultimately
becoming the flood plain for the Taw estuary. The estuary is a feature whose presence on the
scene never stays still as a consequence
of its lunar
guidance. But today its master is
invisible, the moon absent from any of the sky's blue punctures that are dotted
above the vista. Instead it is the sun that directs visual proceedings,
courtesy of one of the myriad of small shower clouds in the sky. Delicately decanting raindrops upon Lundy, the
sun sends its beams through the shower and creates a sharp prism that
vertically rises up from the island's flat and barren land; a land that, seen
from a distance, impersonates a perfectly chiselled stone slab. The slab appears to sit upon welsh slate, such
is the colour of the surrounding water. It is only
when one looks closer to hand does one observe the maroon-grey liquid crossed
by lines of white, some broken and others uninterrupted, created by the Bideford
Bar. Its aggressive roar reflects recent
stormy weather and overrides other noises afforded by distant sheep, nearby
jackdaws and traffic on the estuary road. The never-silent Bar demonstrates the clash of
personalities where the Taw and Torridge rivers meet. Watching this argument form the side-lines
are the dunes of the Northam and Braunton Burrows respectively, both stretching
out into the sea to sandwich the Bar.
Like the burrows, the remaining natural
landscape is devoid of trees but for some clumps in the near distance and a
wood of conifers sprawling across a far ridge. The barren rural portrait is enhanced by the
unornamented peninsulas of Hartland Point and Baggy Point. It is therefore manmade structures that catch
the one's eye whilst witnessing the blatant cloud transformations and the
refined tidal fluctuations. One's visual
radar espies at first the monstrous windmills upon Fullabrook Down; the urban sprawl of Braunton and Wrafton; rotating blades that elevate the air sea rescue
helicopter up and away from Chivenor air base; the Lego-like low bridge
crossing the River Caen at Velator Quay; the small industrial estate and modest oil
refinery that lay adjacent to the site of the old Yelland Power Station; the unemployed jetty pointing into the water
like a little finger daring to test the temperature; Crow Point's compressed lighthouse; the snug cottages of Appledore; and the
insignificant pylons that blend with the green hills behind them to go almost
One feature, however, continually draws
the eye whilst stood at the gate. It is
a white building built into the cliffs that can be viewed from any high ground
(and low ground along parts of the estuaries) surrounding the vast Barnstaple
and Bideford Bay; a building that is an
icon of the 1930's Art Deco period; a
building that acts as a beacon in summer hazes, autumn mists, winter drizzle
and spring sunshine - the Saunton Sands
story goes, as I've heard said,
had his nose cut off from his head.
operation was performed
then t'was found he was deformed.
ha, ha, ha, deary me
it began to rain, you see.
nose was on the wrong way round;
rain came in and he was drowned.
A Tommy Handley song from ITMA - It's
That Man Again], part of the BBC's contribution to keeping the nation cheerful
Captain Stratton's Fancy
Oh some are fond of red wine, and some are fond of
And some are all for dancing by the pale moonlight;
But rum alone's the tipple, and the heart's delight
Of the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh some are fond of Spanish wine, and some are fond
And some'll swallow tay and stuff fit only for a
But I'm for right Jamaica till I roll beneath the
Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh some are for the lily, and some are for the
But I am for the sugar-cane that in Jamaica grows;
For it's that that makes the bonny drink to warm my
Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh some are fond of fiddles, and a song well sung,
And some are all for music for to lilt upon the
But mouths were made for tankards, and for sucking
at the bung,
Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh some are fond of dancing, and some are fond of
And some are all for red lips, and pretty lasses'
But a right Jamaica puncheon is a finer prize
To the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh some that's good and godly ones they hold that
it's a sin
To troll the jolly bowl around, and let the dollars
But I'm for toleration and for drinking at an inn,
Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh some are sad and wretched folk that go in silken
And there's a mort of wicked rogues that live in
So I'm for drinking honestly, and dying in my
Like an old bold mate of Henry Morgan.
John Edward Masefield, O.M. [1878 - 1967] was an English poet and writer, and Poet Laureate of the United
Kingdom from 1930 until his death in 1967. He is remembered as the author of
the classic children's novels The Midnight Folk and The Box of Delights, and poems, including Sea-Fever and Cargoes. Trev
sacrifice excellence for mere popularity."
Sir Joshua Reynolds PRA FRS FRSA [16 July 1723 - 23 February 1792] who was
born in Devon, was an influential eighteenth-century English painter,
specialising in portraits and promoting the "Grand
Style" in painting which depended on idealization of the
imperfect. He was one of the founders
and first president of the Royal
Academy, and was knighted by George III in 1769.
In early 2007,
Plymouth City Museum and Art Gallery acquired 23 portraits from the Trustees of
the Port Eliot Estate through the Acceptance in Lieu scheme. The works have
remained in situ at Port Eliot. The core
of the acquisition is a group of 14 works by Sir Joshua Reynolds, one of
Plymouth's most famous artists, with a further nine painted by some
of his contemporaries.
If you are planning a day out, Port
Eliot is well worth a visit. It is
situated in the village of St. Germans, on the Rame Peninsular, South East
Cornwall, not too far from Plymouth.
The Round Room contains a mural painted by Robert Lenckiewicz,
regarded as his masterpiece. It has to be seen to be believed!
Why not also visit nearby
This beautifully kept stately home [owned jointly by Plymouth City and
Cornwall Councils] overlooks Plymouth Sound.
Newsletter Needs You!
holding a Nearly New and Jumble Sale on
in the Manor
Hall and need your help and donations to raise funds for our Village
Items may be
taken to the Manor Hall from 10.30 a.m. onwards.
- Sort out any Nearly New and Jumble items for the sale
- Donate any unwanted books
- If you can't make it on the day, buy some Raffle Tickets or make a
If you can
help or offer any of the above items, please leave your details in the Village
Shop and we'll contact you.
you! Thank you! Thank you!
OUR ADOPTED PUPPIES
Our adopted puppies, Alfred and Amelia, are no longer
puppies but now working dogs helping their partners to live more fulfilled and
Both are doing well, Alfred assisting Daniel to do the
shopping and socialise with friends, and Amelia helping Maureen from getting up
in the morning to going to bed at night.
Amelia says that she helps Maureen to dress and fetches clothes for her
to put on, but she can't always guarantee that they will match - her fashion
sense is not so good!
To learn more about what these
incredible dogs achieve, do read their Christmas letters on the board in the
Manor Hall or go to the website: caninepartners.org.uk.
To adopt Alfred and Amelia we send an annual sum to Canine
Partners from money raised through the Newsletter and events such as coffee
mornings and have done so now for more than four years.
KNIT & NATTER
Once again the Craft Group will be holding an afternoon of
knitting and nattering to raise funds for the North Devon Hospice and invite
you all to come and join them. We shall
be holding Open House in the Manor Hall during the afternoon of Monday, 24th
February from 2.00 p.m. onwards.
Knitters, knitting strips for blankets for the Hospice, will only need
some odd wool and size 8 needles and those who would just like to natter can
pop in at any time during the afternoon for a chat, enjoy a coffee or tea and a
cake and have a go at the raffle. All
you would be asked for is a minimum donation to the Hospice of £5.00. Over the years the group, together with
friends, has raised over £3,500 and probably half a mile of strips!
A reminder that the Craft Group meets every Monday afternoon
in the Manor Hall, from 1.45 p.m.
Everyone is welcome. Just come
along and bring whatever you are currently working on - knitting, embroidery,
beading, painting, etc. - chat amongst friends and enjoy tea or coffee and
biscuits - chocolate ones are the favourite and very often birthdays are
celebrated with delicious cakes. All
this for just £2 a session!
Once a month, usually on the first Monday, Chris Grafton
takes an art group alongside the craft group - again everyone is welcome. Come along and have a go, £5.00 a session.
MOVERS AND SHAKERS NO. 49
- 9th February 1890
Print Publisher and "Barum's greatest Benefactor"
Last Christmas we had an unexpected
and pleasant surprise from Tom - a copy
of Barnstaple and Around Part II, the fourth in his Postcards of North Devon
only reached page 9 when a photo of a white-bearded man caught my eye: 'W. F. Rock Esq.', read the caption, 'Barnstaple's
benefactor'. Who was he? I had
to find out! This gentleman turned out
to be a great 'Mover', both locally and in his adopted home.
William Frederick Rock was baptised on
January 29th 1802 in Barnstaple's Parish Church of St Peter [hence the question
mark over his actual birthday]. He was
the oldest child of seven children born to
and Prudence Rock, although a boy and girl died as babies. Henry was a respected shoemaker, living above
the shop at 46 High Street [demolished many years ago]. Money was tight, but the parents worked hard
bringing up their family. Rock later
wrote of his childhood:
Look on the canvas, happiness is the
Content in humble life, and not a dream,
A youthful couple ply their lowly trade
Around the boots and shoes but lately
The well-formed mother rocks her cradled
While piles of work her busy hands employ.
As a tradesman's son, William would
normally have had only a basic education before being apprenticed. It is thought that he attended his
grandmother's school in Newport. His
father, however, became a freeman of the borough and therefore one of the few
Barnstaple people entitled to vote. Consequently,
he met William Busk, a parliamentary contestant who stayed briefly with the
family and took an interest in nine-year old William, getting him a place at
Christ's Hospital Bluecoat School in London in 1811.
He left school in January 1817. His first job, at Mr Ley's Bank in Bideford,
came about through his bravery. A
neighbour who worked in Barnstaple Bank had a son, a friend of William's, who
fell into the River Taw and was pulled out, half drowned. The doctor asked for a volunteer to climb into
the lad's bed to try to warm and revive him.
William offered and although the boy died, his father never forgot his
bravery and recommended him for the bank job. Rock's poetry was, however, his undoing as he
was several times caught writing not working, So he left and returned to London, where
another parliamentary candidate, Alderman Atkins, gave him a job at his bank.
He then worked for the printer and
inventor Thomas de la Rue. Here he made
enough money to set up his own business in London. Always a man devoted to his family, in 1833
his parents and sisters, Ann and Prudence, joined him. The sisters set up an Ornamental and
Stationers shop in Greenwich.
His brother Henry became a partner in
the new company, and in 1838, his youngest brother, Richard, also became a
partner. They were joined by a trusted friend, John Payne and formed Rock
Brothers and Payne. John later married Prudence, and their married
life was spent living with William.
The company specialised in steel
engraved views for cards, stationery, books and booklets became very successful
and created a lot of wealth for the family.
William never married, and so with
neither wife nor children to support, he decided to help both the place of his
birth, and his adopted home.
In Greenwich, he was greatly respected
and played an active role in public service. His long-term legacy was to found the Miller
Hospital, named after Canon Miller for whom he had great respect. He and Prudence gave money towards founding
the Hospital, and then gave annual subscriptions to finance it.
William Rock never returned to
Barnstaple to live, although he kept in touch through J.R. Chanter, his 'man on
the ground' and through letters to the North Devon Journal. His public benevolence, however, began in
1845 with the foundation of the Literary and Scientific Institute. In 1887, he bought the house on The Square,
built for William Thorne15 years earlier [who it is said never lived there]. The following year he opened it to house a
free library and museum: the North Devon
Athenaeum. Here there were no separate reading rooms for men and women as he
felt that it would only encourage the women to gossip! [As if they would..] It
inherited the collections of the Literary and Scientific Institution and also
became an unofficial collector of records.
Incidentally, in 1956 the Athenaeum
shared the building with the local branch of the County Library Service and in
1988 North Devon District Council bought the building and re-housed both the
Library and the Athenaeum in new premises in Tuly Street, where they remain to
date. Rock's building is now the site
for the Museum of Barnstaple and North Devon, and Tourist Information.
In 1873 William bought up land next to
Chanter's Green, a marshy area at the end of Litchdon Street and in 1879, just
a year before his death it became Rock Park and Sports Ground. A
granite obelisk at its entrance commemorates this gift, with an inscription
that ends "It is hoped the public
will protect what is intended for public enjoyment".
A letter in the North Devon Journal
wrote in praise of his 'munificent gift' and called for another park the other
side of Barnstaple, suggesting Lord Rolle might donate the land. As Peter Christie says in his fascinating
book Sir - Letters to the Editor of the North Devon Journal 1824-1874
[available at the museum] 'It never
happened, but wouldn't it have been marvellous to have had Rock and Rolle parks
in the town?' Mortehoe also benefitted
from his generosity when he founded the Convalescent Home.
Although his parents died in1846, the family
stayed together. All 3 brothers had
houses in Greenwich. Henry Rock died in 1868, Richard in 1870 and Prudence's
husband, John in 1882. William and
Prudence continued living together until his death on February 9th 1890 at the
age of 88. Prudence died just a month
later. They had shared a home for 64
William was, by all accounts, a modest
man and J.R. Chanter said of him that many people did not realise the full
extent of his beneficences, but only a few knew the enormous sum he had spent
on private benevolence.
William Rock let it be known that he
preferred to be his own executor, distributing funds in his lifetime so that he
could see the results of his work and this he surely did.
At the time of his funeral in London,
shops and businesses in Barnstaple closed and a civic parade led hundreds of
mourners to the Parish Church to remember 'Barum's greatest benefactor'. He was quite a man!
My grateful thanks to the Museum of
Barnstaple and North Devon for their help.
WEST COUNTRY W ALK - 142
'And all things draw toward St.
Enodoc. Come on! Come on!'
It was a sunny Sunday one September when we walked from
Polzeath along the Camel Estuary to Trebetherick, to visit St. Enodoc church,
half hidden amid the dunes.
The coast path took us along The Greenaway where former poet
laureate Sir John Betjeman spent his childhood holidays. In 'Summoned by Bells', the blank verse
autobiography of his early years, he describes gales slamming the bungalows and
rattling the doors when 'enormous waves house-high rolled thunderous on
Greenaway, flinging up spume and shingle to the cliffs.'
He recalled his fear of falling when climbing these steep,
smooth cliffs, with only a narrow ledge to rest his feet and clutching a clump
of sea pinks. The cliffs which had
appeared so tremendous as a child but to the adult Betjeman seemed small.
From The Greenaway there are views across the estuary to
Stepper Point and below, the beach where before breakfast he had 'run alone,
monarch of miles of sand . . . and walked, where only gulls and oystercatchers
had stepped before, to the water's edge.'
Here still were the shells, lumps of driftwood and heaps of
bladderwrack like those observed by an Edwardian childhood more than a century
We rounded Trebetherick Point to reach Daymer Bay, a popular
beach sheltered by Brea Hill to the south and then on to the lane in 'whose
ferny ramparts' were pennywort, toadflax, fennel and periwinkles. In his poem Betjeman referred to the
honeysuckle hedge; mint around the
spring; the coconut smell of gorse and
the thyme scented links.
The lane ended abruptly and we followed a path for about a
quarter of a mile to reach St. Enodoc surrounded by tamarisk and rabbits - and
strangely, by golfers for the little church is on a golf course and it is
necessary to keep a lookout for flying golf balls.
It was once known locally as 'sinkinny
church', the sinking church after it had become buried in the sand, which had
drifted against the walls and when the roof gave way the sand found its way
inside too, so that entry could only be made through the roof.
Eventually the church was restored in 1864 when all the sand
was removed and the Norman font recovered.
There is a holy water stoop near the door and the remains of a fifteenth
century carved screen between the chancel and the nave. Flanking the path to the church door are
some medieval stone mortars once used for grinding corn.
St. Enodoc has a short thirteenth century tower bearing a
leaning spire. It has a bell taken from
an Italian ship wrecked off The Greenaway in 1875. It was the site of many burials of unknown
sailors whose ships were wrecked on the Doom Bar while seeking shelter in the
the church and the sea are the remains of a village which had to be abandoned
in a hurry when it was overwhelmed by a sand storm.
It was hard to imagine the turmoil of ship wrecks and sand
storms during our visit to St. Enodoc.
All was peaceful and calm and we could appreciate why John Betjeman had
such happy memories of the place and wished to be buried there. His grave is in the churchyard, near the
taken from 'Summoned by Bells' and the poem, 'Sunday Afternoon Service in St.
Enodoc Church, Cornwall' by John Betjeman 1906-1984.]
THE REBUILDING OF ST. PAUL'S 1678
There was a long pause after the Great
Fire of London in 1666 while the authorities looked about them for the best way
to proceed with the rebuilding of London. St. Paul's Cathedral was just one of 87
churches which had been totally destroyed. Christopher Wren and other architects
produced plans for new streets and buildings within days of the fire
burning itself out but none was feasible without vast financial investment and
draconian laws to enable the compulsory purchase of land.
Even with these problems resolved, there
would have been a considerable delay before work could start; enormous amounts
of materials had to be gathered together and specialist labour had to be
recruited before London could commence the re-creation of some of its landmark
buildings plus there was a niggling sea-based war with the Dutch to resolve
The years dragged by and it was not
until 1670 that work began on the reconstruction of some, if not all, of the
churches. Between 1670 and 1696
Christopher Wren and Robert Hooke designed and built 51 new churches. The last to be started, in 1675, was St.
Paul's Cathedral, built to a
magnificent design by Wren which took until 1710 to fully complete although they were able to hold the
first service there in 1697,
a massive project and every parish in the country was required to contribute
towards the expense. The details of most
[but not all] individual contributions were recorded and retained in the
library of the Guildhall in London for centuries, providing a valuable record
of names and, sometimes, even details of an individual's status within the
record for the Parish of Berrynarbor and the amounts donated make interesting
reading - several the names are still
found locally today.
Berry [2s6d] was at that time Lord of the Manor, Dorothy [1s6d] his wife and
Dorothy Parkham [2s] his mother-in-law. Henry Chichester of Shirwell
[originally of Bittadon] who died c1705, was the
father of 3 sons, Henry, Edward and Amias, all Cambridge Alumbni. Henry, [10s] who inherited a share in
certain Ackland properties, possibly through his step-mother, was Rector of Berrynarbor
from 1674 until his death in 1714. His
son Edward was also Rector of Berrynarbor from 1714 to 1731, and Vicar of Northover. The
total amount contributed by Berrynarbor was £2.7s.01/2d.
difficult to equate today's prices with those of 1678, but the ten shillings
Henry Chichester donated was a substantial amount.
Note the Bowden's - all related by many 'g's to
Michael and his family.
Readers on the website are reminded that only part
of the newsletter goes on line. For a
full copy, please do contact the Editor - Judie - on 883544 or at Chicane,
Berrynarbor, EX34 9TB.