‘ello, if ‘ee have a minute or so, I’ll like to tell ‘ee a yarn. I’m from Dartmoor see, but then ‘ee may ‘ave guessed that from me accent....
The villagers of Cockington, were hoping for a white Christmas. For several years, the weather provided cloud and rain. Not quite the atmosphere for a...
Dora, quickly put a piece of cheese, slices of bread, and butter, and a jar of cider, into her basket and covered it with a cloth, tucking it in around...
Alice had not been well for a long time. As she lay peacefully in her bed, her husband Chris came and sat beside her, and held her hand. “Are you ok...
The warm summer sun had drawn many people to the quaint Devon fishing village of Salcombe. Its narrow winding streets were full of visitors enjoying the...
Paignton’s seafront characteristics thrived in the glorious summer sun, the air filled with a warm sensation of joy, and life, welcoming visitors to...
The couple began work on the allotment in Autumn. Like many of their neighbours they had a mind to stretch their household budget by growing fruit and...
Godfrey had lived in the village all his life. Peaceful, the village rested alongside the tidal estuary of the river Avon. The quiet atmosphere only disturbed...
Who was the Angel to whom? When I was in school, I participated in an undergraduate internship with a hospital chaplain. This largely consisted of me visiting...