Location: Teignmouth, Devon, United Kingdom

I'm married with two grown up children and four grandchildren, My wife of 47 years is Sue and we are the same age. My two children are Pamela (blogging occasionly under and Roy,who was recently Paralysed from the waist down due to an Absys on his Spine. My 4 grandchildren are (oldest first) Gavin, Hayley, Thomas,and Zoe. Sue and I are both retired and we're disabled too, her with a badly Arthritic back and spine, me with lung (COPD) and Heart problems.I have always loved Fishing (all sorts) Sue started fishing with me about 8 years ago, now she really enjoys it too. We both love m'cycles and m'cycling, Sue owns and rides her own bike which is a Custom 1981 250 Honda.I own a 1979 Honda CX500. We are both members of this motorcycle club ( view or join our club on or see my blog post Dec 2007 blog "Getting old, never", of course we're badly resticted now due to our illness, only riding in really good weather.Just over three years ago we lost our best friend and Baby Mojo the border Collie, Gone but never forgotten. Please feel free to use any of our photo's but do let me know you have used them, thank you.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008


Just a short distance from the main A39 road in deepest Devon lies the lovely little village of "Bucks Mill", Turn off the A39 (Atlantic Highway) at Bucks Cross post Office/ shop and you are there.This picturesque little village is as yet quite unspoilt and is ideal for families with children of walking age and Adults alike.The typical narrow Devon road that leads down to the village is for the most part through a lovely wooded valley.The small village itself has no car park, so parking is available almost opposite the local church 500 yards above the village centre. Cream Tea's, ice Cream etc is served adjacent to the church in the village hall during the summer months.After reaching the small village square it is a short sharp walk down to the pebbly beach.
Please Click on the this picture (and others) to enlarge it.
Here we are just below the small village square starting the descent to the beach.This cottage (on the right) is for sale !!!.
Below, this view looks back up the hill at the same cottage.
This is the short sharp hill mentioned previously, below.
At the bottom almost on the beach now, below. Local fishermen keep small boats and nets here.
Below this view up to the village also shows the beach and a peep of the waterfall.
More of the stone Fishermens Quay, in the distance the very famous Clovelly, around a 2.5 mile beach walk away.
Below the very impressive lime Kiln. Here in those days most of the raw materials were landed in the rocky bay by boat. A very elaborate horse drawn pulley system also pulled up the finished items to the top.
Here we see the waterfall, and too the right a tiny little two roomed cottage that earned the knickname of the "Cabin", this was at different times the home of two Ladies, they were friends who were both very accomplished artists.
This Area is very popular with families, with hundreds of rock pools, small area's of sand, deep gullies and loads of good fishing spots.( lots of locals turn up at low water to net good bags of Prawns and shrimps).
This last picture of the beach shows the distant village of Clovelly, the tide at this time was probably around half way in.
Firstly, Apologies for the length of this blog, we took over 30 pictures while we were here so I had an awful job trying to thin them down to just these.
Note. I have just added a video to my previous post of the Valley of Rocks.
Joke of the day.

Tired of constantly being broke, & stuck in an unhappy marriage, a young husband decided to solve both problems by taking out a large insurance policy on his wife with himself as the beneficiary, and then arranging to have her killed.
A 'friend of a friend' put him in touch with a nefarious, dark-side, underworld figure who went by the name of 'Artie.'

Artie then explained to the husband that the going rate for snuffing out a spouse was £5,000.
The husband said he was willing to pay that amount, but that he wouldn't have any cash on hand until he could collect his wife's insurance money.
Artie insisted on being paid at least something up front, so the man opened his wallet, displaying the single pound coin that rested inside..

Artie sighed, rolled his eyes, & reluctantly agreed to accept the pound as down payment for the dirty deed.
A few days later, Artie followed the man's wife to the local Tesco store.

There, he surprised her in the produce department and proceeded to strangle her with his gloved hands.
As the poor unsuspecting woman drew her last breath and slumped to the floor, the manager of the produce department stumbled unexpectedly onto the murder scene.
Unwilling to leave any living witnesses behind, Artie had no choice but to strangle the produce manager as well.
However, unknown to Artie, the entire proceedings were captured by the hidden security cameras and observed by the store's security guard, who immediately called the police.
Artie was caught and arrested before he could even leave the store.

Under intense questioning at the police station, Artie revealed the whole sordid plan, including his unusual financial arrangements with the hapless husband, who was also quickly arrested.
The next day in the newspaper, the headline declared...........

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