Beautiful Torbay and Agatha Christie Country

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Meadfoot Beach, shown here at twilight, is one of 11 managed beaches along the jagged arch of Tor Bay. A favorite place for picnics and late night bonfires, Meadfoot feels quiet and secluded, though the bustling harbor of Torquay lies just around the headland to the west. A cup of tea will revive you after the walk.[/caption]

Swaths of swaying palm trees line the waterfront everywhere. Secluded beaches, red clay cliffs and fishing harbors, the 22-mile stretch of English Channel known as the English Riviera is the closest approximation of a Mediterranean environment that this northern isle offers. This is Torbay, lining the arched strand of Tor Bay on the south Devon coast, where some two dozen hidden coves and beaches pock the shore.
No, no one comes to Torbay for just a day. Even passing through, however, a short visit can introduce this popular English playground—and only leave you wanting more.

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Enjoy lunch or afternoon refreshments on the garden terrace of Rose Cottage in Cockington.[/caption]

It boasts properly sandy beaches, acclaimed seafood restaurants, a gaggle of visitor attractions, some of England’s most important natural history environments and a remarkably gentle microclimate. Little wonder that the English Riviera retains a constant popularity with visitors not only from Britain, but around the world.
Just toddle on down the coast road from Exeter through Dawlish and Teignmouth (or take the more direct A380), and you arrive on the western arch of the bay in Torquay, termed “Queen of the Riviera” by the Victorians and perhaps still the most cosmopolitan of England’s seaside resort towns.
For centuries, Torquay was a small maritime village, harboring pirates and smugglers as well as legitimate fishermen. In the 19th-century, the mild climate began to draw visitors and the town rapidly expanded into the gentrified resort it is today.
At first glance, Torquay and the neighboring Torbay towns of Paignton and Brixton look a little threadbare and in need of a coat of paint. Salt air and a working waterfront generally does that to a place. Relax with a g&t on the terrace at the Grand Hotel, though, or take coffee on the veranda of the Imperial, where both Miss Marple and Hercule Poirot solved a mystery or two, and your perspective quickly changes.

‘A hefty clutch of Agatha Christie novels are set in her hometown of Torquay’

A hefty clutch of Agatha Christie novels are set in the neighborhood. Torquay was her hometown, and she is readily apparent as its “favorite daughter.” Agatha used to roller skate as a girl on the long boardwalk of Princess Pier, and attend evening entertainments at the Torquay Pavilion next door. The span between the Grand and the Imperial is known as the Agatha Christie Mile, marked out with the scenes of her life and her work.
Torquay’s harbor itself still teems with boats, pleasure craft of all shapes and sizes now where fishing vessels used to anchor. At Beacon Quay, during World War II, they built Mulberry Harbors; the slipways on which they were launched are still visible and a prominent plaque in the seawall tells the story. Now the quay houses Living Coasts, a coastal marine zoo. The harbor and the strand are lined with fish&chips shops, arcades, gift emporiums, curry houses and the seaside like.

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built in 1936 by noted architect Sir Edwin Lutyens to replace the old village alehouse.[/caption]

Across the flowerful, immaculate civic gardens from Torre Abbey Sands, Torre Abbey was the retreat of Premonstratensian canons from 1196. It became the family home of the Carys in 1662 and remained such until the 1920s. Now, its ranges and gardens are owned by the Torbay Council and open to visitors. The chapel of the Roman Catholic family was “legalized” in 1776, and remained the only Catholic place of worship in Torquay until 1854. The dining room contains portraits of the family through generations. Over the fireplace is a painting of the children of King Charles I,presented to Sir George Cary by Charles II.

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Charming Samantha (below) pours a pint at the Drum Inn,[/caption]

Tucked into a hidden valley behind the bustling Torquay seafront, the medieval village of Cockington feels like a time warp. Mentioned in the 11th-century Domesday Book, it doesn’t appear to have changed much. All the old cottages and workshops are thatched and painfully picturesque. Now, of course, they are tea rooms, gift shops and such. While guests take lunch under the pergola of the Rose teahouse, a pianist plays Gershwin and Jerome Kern in the garden gazebo. The 17th-century manor house, Cockington Court, is now a crafts center, with working artisans demonstrating everything from printmaking to glassblowing. Its lawn is the village cricket pitch.
The last building added to Cockington (a real newcomer) was the village pub. The Drum Inn was designed by Sir Edwin Lutyens and completed in 1936. Brick and thatch, it is the only building that doesn’t look like it’s been here for 600 years. Behind the bar, Samantha recommends the chicken and leek pie for lunch. Throughout the pub are chalkboard slogans commending one of England’s national pastimes, such as “There are better things in life than alcohol, but alcohol makes up for not having them.”
Up off Babbacombe Road, I stopped at the pub to indulge in said pastime and chatted with Graham Tucker, who’s lived here all his life, about the famous Kent Cavern around the corner. “A friend of my father’s bought the cave from the council. It was just a boarded up hole in the wall,” Tucker said. “Hewasn’t a good businessman, smoked 40 Woodbines a day, but my father helped him out. It turned out to be a bloody goldmine and it isn’t running out of gold.”

IN THE VICINITY


Agatha Christie’s Georgian summer home, Greenway, is set on the banks of the River Dart in Galmpton, between Brixham and Paignton. It’s a wonderful National Trust visit—evocative of the novelist and of her famous detectives. Arrive by river boat from Torquay, or park in the village.

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A full-size replica of Sir Francis Drake’s Golden Hind floats in the busy working harbor of Brixham. The captain’s quarters is now the requisite gift shop. The donkey on Paignton Beach really doesn’t care.[/caption]

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Apart from the filthy lucre, Kent Cavern has yielded fossils of a woolly rhinoceros, a cave lion and the oldest human jawbone to have been found in Europe. The relics are on display at the award-winning Torquay Museum just down the street.
In the center of the Torbay bow, Paignton is the “family” resort, graced by the long golden stretch of Paignton Sands. Here stand marshaled rows of beach huts, for locking up your children’s toys, beach umbrellas, wind screens and chairs. The hotels and B&Bs are more modest in Paignton, and obviously designed for holiday-making families. There’s Paighton Pier with its kiddie rides, greasy food, face-painting and tuppence arcades. And there are donkey rides on the lawn, the Paignton Zoo and the Paignton and Dartmouth Steam Railway.

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From your deck chair, watch the pleasure craft, fishing trawlers, tour and charter boats glide in and out of the harbor.[/caption]

At the southeastern arch of Tor Bay is Brixham. This is the working waterfront and the artists’ colony. A full-size replica of Sir Francis Drake’s ship, The Golden Hind, is a permanent feature of Brixham’s colorful harbor. It floats in front of a rather decrepit statue of King William III, commemorating William of Orange’s landing here to claim the English throne in the Glorious Revolution of 1688.
Despite its obvious attraction to visitors, Brixham remains one of the largest active fishing ports in Britain—claiming the highest value catch in England and reveling in its reputation for high quality seafood. The technique of trawling was reputedly perfected at Brixham, and a heritage fleet of wooden Brixham Trawlers still exists, now serving for charters and training sails. Every Thursday between May and September is designated Pirate Day. Locals and visitors alike are invited to dress the part. It’s a place at least where you can still see real “old salts.”
Adjacent to the old town, the most southerly point of Torbay is Berry Head, now a National Nature Reserve protecting hundreds of plant species, a number of which are extremely rare. On the grounds of what is now the Berry Head Hotel, local vicar Henry Francis Lyle penned the hymn Abide With Me. The nearby lighthouse is both the highest and tiniest in Britain.
As the sun sets to the west of Tor Bay, the lights begin to sparkle across the water. Along Torre Abbey Sands the beach is strung with colored lights. In the lush gardens of the Grand, the fountain in the heated swimming pool tosses up diamond droplets 30 feet into the air, vaporizing into the evening sky. The pianist in the lounge picks up with a Nat King Cole tune. It’s been a busy day on the English Riviera.

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Agatha Christie’s holiday home, Greenway House, and its lush surrounding gardens on the River Dart, evoke the novelist’s world.[/caption]