October 23rd 1971. |
Exmouth's clock tower is located in pride of place on the town's sea front Esplanade. It was built in commemorating Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee in 1897.
The clock was originally wound by hand by a Council employee, however, the mechanism was replaced and the original workings are now on display in the town museum.
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More photos from the Garden House.
This and all his carvings were made from trees that had come down in various storms. |
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A new post at last! We had friends come to stay for a few days in July during my once a month break from chemotherapy. It was lovely to see them and really cheered me up. During one of our days out we went to the Garden House near Yelverton, Devon. Even though it is not much more than 10 miles from us it was the first time we visited there. We will be sure to go back again!
When our cats have passed on they have been buried in this Memorial Garden we created for them. The earlier cats are not buried here but by the farmhouse and it wouldn't have been right to disturb their resting places. There is a rose planted over each of them.
Firstly let me say that although this is a photo of a bullring I in no way support it, but it is a way of life there. I believe bull fights only take place in August which is what our cab driver told us. Catalonia has banned bull fighting, Maybe Andalusia and other regions will follow suit before too long.
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On the road from Dingle to Cahersiveen we saw a signpost to Valentia Island and decided to cross the bridge to explore. There was a lot of slate mining done there in the past but it appears deserted now.
Last week I had a couple of comments saying that they didn't know Ireland had hurricanes. They rarely do, but while we were there Hurricane Ophelia was racing across the Atlantic. It was originally losing some power until it went through an area of warmer air and quickly picked up strength again. We knew Ireland was going to take the brunt of it, particularly the area near Cork where we were staying. We were lucky to be staying in a substantial bed and breakfast when it struck. We stood in our bedroom and saw several trees uprooted. Soon the electric went out and the owner told us there were power lines and trees down everywhere. We were due to move on that day but couldn't get out, and of course her new guests couldn't get there, so we were able to stay another night. Thankfully she had a small back up generator so kept us well fed.
Next morning she told us some of the roads had been re-opened but not all. We decided to take a chance and drive on to our next bed and breakfast in the hamlet of Camp. We got there with no major hold ups but saw a lot of destruction of old mature trees on the way.
When we got to our bed and breakfast in Camp, the owner said they had been relatively untouched by the hurricane even though they were probably less than 50 miles away as the crow flies.
The day after the hurricane.
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