At the very start of my recent holiday I spent four nights (and therefore three full days) at Lyme Regis, at the westernmost end of the Jurassic Coast of Dorset. Well, strictly speaking, the farm I was pitched at was in Devon. Lyme Regis nestles right up against the Devon-Dorset border. This convenient geographical fact must have been very useful indeed in the old days for Smuggling Gentlemen
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