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It was Friday, the twelfth of January, 2024, and along with many others I stood, in the windswept darkness of Lynmouth, down by the harbour. I was pleased to be there, in fact, it was a privilege to be there. The gathering was to commemorate that fateful night, one hundred and twenty five years ago, when the brave souls of Lynmouth committed to an amazing journey across the moors to Porlock Weir. The bringing of the telegram was enacted and the maroons split the moonless sky, calling the spirits of the past to their trusty lifeboat and the visitors of the day to join a lantern procession to the village church. Songs were sung, stories were told and prayers given. Mulled cider warmed our hands and insides, long tables were heavy with food. No doubt the Louisa crew and helpers would have longed for such comforts. We had electric heaters and lights, warm clothing and no labours to tear at our sinews and blister our hands and feet. But we did stand where they once stood, we stood there and we remembered them. We honoured their memory and in turn it was an honour to do such. I am so glad I was there. Richard.
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