If the world had piles, they’d be in Combe Martin, North Devon. I live here, but you can’t call it life. The good old British transport network, the seaside, shopping, and clothes, are old hat and cliché. You don’t need these things and Combe Martin hasn’t got them. What you need is people from Birmingham, […]
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My family lives there in Combe Martin. I wouldn’t. Combe Martin is an acquired taste and an elephant’s graveyard; it can be “the most depressing, hopeless and generally futureless place on earth” not least between October and May each year, when it’s dark and stormy, wet, depressing and deserted. My relatives would perish without a […]
Read More… from Combe Martin, has been called “Trumpton Vasey” by visitors
I’m Bob and I live here. Combe Martin is definitely not interesting, lively or quaint. In any way. It’s dark, humourless, miserable and depressing. Those who don’t live in lorries in the fields are “Masons you know”; up their own backside much?. The village is blessed with a lovely Sweet Shop and Bakery but no […]
Read More… from Combe Martin is definitely not interesting, lively or quaint in any way
I can honestly say I’m proud to have come from Combe Martin, near Ilfracombe, North Devon. It is truly the most depressing, hopeless and generally futureless place on earth. I am proud because despite the fact that there are no good schools in the whole area and absolutely no examples of people who have come […]
Read More… from Combe Martin is truly the most depressing, hopeless & generally futureless place
