The literary life of EDWARD JAMES, author,reviewer, occasional poet and former pension adviser to the government of Kyrgyzstan


The village of Hallsands in Devon is best known for having been swept into the sea in 1917, but it is also the place where Anthea and I had our honeymoon many years ago – not among the ruins but in the hotel on the headland.  We went back there last week-end and found that the sea had eaten even  more  of the land.  The road to the hotel has been washed away and it is no longer possible to reach the ruined village at the foot of the cliffs.  Even so this is still a remote spot, the weather was wonderful and the bluebells and primroses smothered the hillsides.  The hotel is now apartments and we rented a ‘cottage’ in the Coach House.

The gallery below shows the Coach House from the beach and the beach from the Coach House and then more interestingly a view of the hotel; of the ruined village showing the last cliff fall; an antique photo of life in the village about 1905; Start Point lighthouse which is a couple of miles away; the Sherman tank at nearby Slapton Sands which commemorates the disaster of Operation Tiger, the rehearsal for D-Day that went badly wrong.

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