Category: My Mortehoe My Woolacombe


Victoria Tay

Chasing a kite across Woolacombe Beach is a childhood memory that is as clear as day to me. I had a Garfield kite, and my dad let go of the string. The wind caught it and swept it across the…

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Kelly Moss

We fell in love in Mortehoe. Our first real date involved a road trip to Mortehoe in 2009 (my now husband was a drinks delivery driver and had delivered to the pasty shop in the village). We stayed at North…

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Sam Kruger

My love affair with Woolacombe and Mortehoe began 40 years ago when my Grandad moved from London to Lapford, some way down the A377. Many holidays were spent at Grandad’s and we always went to Woolacombe. My Grandad believed, or…

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Caroline Delin

I’m not alone in my infatuation and fascination with Woolacombe, after all you wouldn’t be reading this if you didn’t feel the same. It’s a very special place to many and there are hundreds of reasons why. “For me it…

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Pam Bodimeade

My love affair with Woolacombe began one frosty morning in Spring 1981. My (now) husband Neale had spent many summers holidaying in Woolacombe in the 70s and had talked about it endlessly. So, as we were staying in Somerset for…

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John Fielding

My love of North Devon goes back nearly as far as my love of flight. From the age of ten in 1971 until well after I had left school, my family would spend a couple of weeks every year at…

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Ellen Mooney

Hello everyone this is my story of wonderful North Devon, in particular, Woolacombe and Mortehoe. My mother was from Combe Martin and was one of two girls born into a small cottage along with five brothers. She met my father…

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Ruth

My name is Ruth, I am now in my 20’s however, I have been coming to Woolacombe and Mortehoe since I was a child. It is the only holiday destination I have been to and I wouldn’t change it for…

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Nick Thatcher

Woolacombe has a special place in my heart and although I don’t feel I can visit again quite yet, it will be part of my future. Woolacombe has been a magical place for me for virtually all my life. I…

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Mike Hunter

Well into the festivities at a New Year’s Eve party about 7 years ago, it was drunkenly suggested we should all go for a dip in the sea the next day. Full of Dutch courage, we all agreed this was…

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