2025 Combe Martin, in no particular order.
Low tide on Newberry beach, the summer dog beach just round the corner from the main beach.
Hunting of the Earl of Rone, May bank holiday.
I'm still a bit confused as to what went on, but for 4 day's the villagers marched round the village dancing and drumming, whilst looking for the Earl, they found him on Monday, marched him down the village to the beach, backwards on a donkey, then threw him in the sea.
They marched past our house several times, the last photo is taken from my balcony of the school with the children congregating for their part of the march.
The sunsets are spectacular from the main beach.
The family came to visit, we had breakfast at Bobby bakes, well worth a visit if you come for a trip.
Then Fred & James took us to Cornwall to celebrate our joint wedding anniversary's for the night. We stayed at Gurnard Head, which is a bright orange dog friendly hotel. On the way home we went to the Eden project.
Siri's family came to visit, then they came back again for a second visit.
Summer sunset, watching the sun go down with a bottle of wine, what more could you want in life.
The beach is spectacular with caves and rock pools and the dogs absolutely love it.
I spent months clearing the ivy out of the front garden, cut the corner of the lawn off so we can squeeze 2 cars on the drive. Siri had to be taught "off the flowers"
And we had a new balcony balustrade as the old one was rotten and dangerous.
Lots of other small things happened, none of them truly memorable, but they all add up to a perfect summer on the beach, in the garden with our family.
Life is very different here, we used to have an extensive social life that I sometimes miss and knew every face in the village.
We don't have it here, we know and chat to our neighbours, we chat to tourists on the beach, life is very easy, there are no expectations, I finally feel at peace.
