Donkey Lane

Story was the naming of Donkey Lane in Millbrook. Smugglers moved loads of lovely loot around about Rame Peninsular.

Morning,

Heard there was a bit of rain down Rame. Bought my umbrella cart down see if any needin’ fixin’. Story was the naming of Donkey Lane in Millbrook. Smugglers moved loads of lovely loot around about Rame Peninsular. Through Millbrook it was all carried top of a donkey.

It happened the fishermen loaded pilchards on donkeys at Finnygook beach and took them up the cliffs to Portwrinkle along Donkey Lane. Along Whitsand Bay, past Tregantle another Donkey Lane leads all the way into Millbrook. Here they also landed some pilchards to be carried by donkeys. Mostly, under the pilchards; they hid silks and brandy landed by the smugglers. When the donkeys got to Millbrook, the loot was stowed in the Highland House. Highland House being halfway up Donkey Lane. When they smugglers were ready; the smuggled goods were moved from the Highland House and taken across the river Tamar to Plymouth.

Imagine the fun to be had you’m a regular character in Millbrook they days. All the wives doing twirls in sea blue silks, glasses of delicious brandy for all who poured it, forget about Plymouth! I don’t drink a lot meself mind; would have liked the company and good for stories. Wouldn’t have cared nothin’ for umbrellas or rain.

Later on, later on