Is Jersey Part of the United Kingdom?

The Bailiwick of Jersey is the largest and most southerly of the Channel Islands, in the English Channel, plus some other rocks and uninhabited islands, closer to the Normandy coast than England. It is part of the British Isles, but is designated as a self-governing British Crown dependency and is divided into 12 parishes. Its assembly is presided over by the Bailiff of Jersey.

Jersey  became part of the British Isles because it was under the control of the Duke of Normandy, when he invaded in 1066. Because of its proximity to France it has remained strategically important, as a defence against invasion from mainland Europe and it bristles with castles and maritime fortifications.

Facts and Factoids

  • Jersey is a small island, nine miles long by five miles wide, with 50 miles of extremely varied and dramatic coastline. Nevertheless, Jersey has one of the highest numbers of cars per person in the world. They say that wherever you are in the island, you’re never more than three (or ten depending on whose advice you take) minutes away from the sea.
  • Jersey’s tidal range of over 11 metres is one of the largest in the world. At low tide the island nearly doubles in size.
  • The Channel Islands were the only part of the British Isles occupied by the Germans in World War II.
  • The Jersey cow is a symbol of the island. It is the second most popular cattle breed in the world, renowned for producing sought after dairy products; this is because of the high butterfat and protein levels in its milk.
  • Another of the island symbols is the crapaud, or toad. It's said that the French came up with this moniker, for the Jersey islanders, in return for the British calling them Frog(eater)s. An alternative explanation is that the people from Guernsey dubbed those those from Jersey crapauds - because they don't have any toads there. Whatever, the people of Jersey take a certain ironic pride in their nickname. There's even a toad sculpture, on a nine-foot column.
  • The island used to be famous for its woollen trade. Knitting was one of Jersey’s main industries and so lucrative that that men had to be banned from knitting during the peak summer fishing season. Eventually, knitted jumpers came to be called jerseys, after the island,. The first recording of a jumper being called a jersey is in 1837.
  • Charles II spent several years in exile in Jersey and it was here, in 1649, that he was proclaimed king. In return for Jersey's support, King Charles II gave the island’s Bailiff, Sir George Carteret, several parcels of land in the colonies. One of them became the state known as New Jersey.

What Currency Is Used in Jersey?

  • Jersey is described by some as one of the top worldwide offshore financial centres and by others as a tax haven.
  • The currency is the Jersey Pound - worth the same as the British Pound sterling.

Are There Fairies in Jersey?

Channel Islanders believe they are descended from ‘pouques’ – or fairies. Many of the older houses in Jersey have a witch's seat in them, which comprise stones that jut out of the houses' gables. The islanders believed that  providing a seat for passing witches to rest on would prevent them from falling foul of evil spells. The last reported fairy sighting on the island was in the early 1900s!’

What to See in Jersey?

The real magic of Jersey is in its craggy coastline, sandy beaches and myriad and various fortifications. I went for four days with a friend - Jersey - Spectacular Coastline and Beautiful Beaches

St Helier

I'm travelling to Jersey, with a friend, also called Sue, just to make life complicated. Our hotel looms over the edge of the Jersey capital, aspiring to chateau style magnificence. It was opened as the Imperial Hotel, but it had to close because its pretension wasn’t appreciated. It went through several more incarnations (Jesuit school, German NCO training college), before re-opening as a hotel. The buildings around are a mish-mash of styles, relatively modern and uninspiring. Suffice it to say that when I looked up architecture in St Helier, the first article that came up was a debate on which was the ugliest building in the town.

Further into the centre, via a warren of small streets, there are a few more French curlicues, lots of shops (some in a converted warehouse) and a couple of colourful flag bedecked bustling markets. One has a fountain, with some odd plastic mannequins sitting on spouts. The other is crammed with local fish and orange-red seafood. There are various statues – a gilded George II (he gave the inhabitants £300 to restore the harbour) and a stone Britannia. The latter, out of the line of sight on a portico above a tavern, emerged unscathed after the German occupation, her union flag shield proudly intact.

There’s also a Liberation Square, with a flag waving liberation statue, by the marina. Opposite, is a huge bright yellow monstrosity of a building, which cries out for demolition, lying below a small fort attached to a sprawling futuristic dome. This, the crowning glory of St Helier, turns out to be a leisure centre.

Coastal Jersey

We have a rental car and glorious weather and plan to take the coastal route round Jersey. We also have a map and have highlighted all the scenic wonders suggested by the guide books (and other tourists in the hotel). Though leaving St Helier isn’t that easy. The narrow streets have been organised into a fiendishly incomprehensible one way system. Parking is equally complicated. There are areas requiring scratch cards, parking discs (of several different colours and no instructions as to where to get one from) and various other delineated spots, mostly on precipitous cobbled boat slipways.

Mont Orgueil Castle

Every little bay we pass is invitingly charming, but striking Mont Orgueil Castle on its rocky promontory is our first proper stop. It has turret top views across Gorey Harbour and down the coast and is cunningly arranged with interlinked chambers and ‘secret rooms’. There is no signposting whatsoever. The result is  perpetually lost visitors, who might be tempted to pay the extra pound for a map of the castle that isn’t included in the already pricey entrance fee.

Gorey village is neat and tidy with beds (and boats) packed with bright blooms. Every kiosk offers Jersey ice cream and we succumb here, where we’re handed two heaped and wobbling, cones. My creamy whorl immediately leaps off its cone to land splat on the kerb, much to the delight of the seagulls.

Maritime Jersey

We’re unsure what’s supposed to be exciting about St Catherine’s Breakwater, but we halt dutifully. It has quickly becomes apparent a) that we’re staying in the least attractive part of the island and b)t hat we should ignore all the recommendations we have been made and so, we proceed free-style. Sue’s driving and I’m navigating. This is a full time job, as the main routes run across the island. Dropping into the little coves involves following narrow hedge lined tracks, with little in the way of signposting. It’s a good decision to stick to the coast, which rarely provides less than stunning views, and is replete with maritime heritage.

The welcome wider coastal roads on the more open stretches are gorgeously edged with banks of waving blue agapanthus. The scenery becomes increasingly more dramatic as we head north, and anti-clockwise, stopping numerous times, to take photographs. The little fishing villages are delightful, the views from the headlands to picturesque rocks (artistically arranged on sandy beaches and bestrewn across an emerald hued sea), France and the other Channel Islands are wonderful. It’s one long pageant of variously striped and decorated fortifications: castles, forts, towers, Martello towers, artillery batteries and seawalls.

We spend the rest of our first day happily sampling these, round to the Devil’s Hole (the devil himself is lurking in a stagnant green pond at top of the path). Beaming locals offer themselves as subjects between shots of buildings and bays.

St Brelade's Bay

Finally, we wend our way south to St Brelade’s Beach for a crab supper. The tide is out and the vast stretch of sand here, framed by more craggy islets, can only be described as awesome.

Clockwise from St Helier

On Exploration Day Two we venture clockwise. There are several more castles linked to the mainland by causeways, only walkable at low tide. The most remarkable is Elizabeth Castle, just off St Helier. Here they have amphibious ferries, crawling along the sand.

West Jersey is Best Jersey

The views on the southwest tip of Jersey are arguably even better than the east coast. ‘West is best’ says our dubiously authoritative guide. The panoramas from the headlands at Noirpoint, Beauport Bay and Corbiere Point are where I begin to run out of superlatives. Noirmont Point overlooks St. Aubin's Bay, Elizabeth Castle, the Martello Tower, Tour de Vinde.and the harbours of Saint Helier. Battery Lothringen here was a World War II coastal artillery battery constructed for the Wehrmacht, during the Occupation of the Channel Islands. ,Most of the concrete structures remain today and they are running tours.

Golden sands and the most picture perfect beach at Beauport Bay, Strikingly gorgeous islets, and perfectly placed lighthouses at Corbiere Point. Just beautiful.

A run up the wild five mile coastal road (sand dunes, surfing waves and vicious currents) for final outlooks across crystal clear water to Guernsey, from the spectacularly ruined Grosnez Castle and Plemont Bay. The latter is a precarious walk behind a waterfall if you don’t mind risking the rock falls and one of the fastest incoming tides in the world).

Jersey Inland

The interior of Jersey is no more than pleasant (why worry when the coast is so fabulous?) and the narrow roads busy. There’s a lavender farm, with one of the surliest waiters I’ve ever met – we only wanted a bottle of water (maybe he is a pouque?)  The renowned Jersey cows laze on lush pastureland. It’s clearly important, therefore to test the cream tea on a farm, complete with pedigree velvet eyed calves. Delicious.

St Aubin

Finally, to St Aubin, another recommendation. It’s pretty enough, with a little harbour that’s lined with bars and restaurants and yet another fort. However, the bars are packed with raucous tourists (England have just won their World Cup football tie). We’re eating at the Old Courthouse Inn, at the very end of the quay. This is where Bergerac used to hang out when he was detecting. However, it’s, sadly, just been taken over by a pub chain and the service is more Basil Fawlty than BBC. The buttery Jersey Royal potatoes (that accompany most menu selections) are the highlight of the meal.

Jersey Keepsakes

Four days has been sufficient for some very rewarding sightseeing and some welcome sunbed relaxation in the immaculate hotel gardens. The lovely weather has presented the island at its very best and I shall be very sad to leave. Jersey Royal potatoes are on sale in brown paper bags at the airport. I’m not convinced they would make good keepsakes, but the island is a definite possibility for a return visit.

Read more about Jersey here.

Bravery Certificate

To be frank, I can’t remember huge amounts about my trip to Guernsey. We flew from Southampton  and Chris made me a certificate for being brave and flying in a small plane. I quickly discovered the island was small and easily circumnavigated, with areas of dramatic coastal cliffs and pretty bays. Chris had been before several times and wanted to take me to his favourite spots.

Guernsey - in a Nutshell

  • Guernsey is part of the Bailiwick of Guernsey, a British Crown Dependency. It is not part of the United Kingdom, although defence and some aspects of international relations are managed by the UK. Although the bailiwicks of Jersey and Guernsey are often referred to collectively as the Channel Islands, they are not a constitutional or political unit.
  • Guernsey is the second largest of the Channel Islands The jurisdiction of Guernsey consists of ten parishes, on the island of Guernsey, three other inhabited islands (Herm, Jethou and Lihou) and many small islets and rocks. The Bailiwick of Guernsey further includes the islands of Alderney and Sark.
  • The Channel Islands became part of the British Isles because they were under the control of the Duke of Normandy, when he invaded in 1066. Because of its proximity to France they have remained strategically important, as a defence against invasion from mainland Europe and they bristle with castles and maritime fortifications. The Channel Islands were the only part of the British Isles occupied by the Germans in World War II, who found their defences 'woefully inadequate for modern warfare'.
  • The island has a mixed British-Norman culture, although British cultural influence is stronger, with English being the main language. The island has a traditional local language, known as Guernésiais.

St Peter Port, Capital of Guernsey

We stayed in the capital of Guernsey, St Peter Port. It's an old town, with Roman antecedents. Today. it's definitely a tourist mecca with a very French flavour, visited by over 80 cruise ships each year. There are fish restaurants galore, plenty of fish platters with big-budget scarlet lobsters. The harbour is dominated by thirteenth-century Castle Cornet. Here, there are several museums to entertain and scarlet uniformed gunners parade out to music at midday and fire the(very noisy) noon day gun. There’s also Hauteville House, the lavish former home of exiled French writer, Victor Hugo. He completed Les Misérables here and it’s actually now owned by the city of Paris, (so France has claim to a very small part of the island still) and houses an honorary French consul, as well as other museums.

Facts and Factoids

  • Guernsey is a small island, six miles long by three miles wide. You can circumnavigate the island easily in two hours, even though the roads are narrow and slow going.
  • The island used to be the tip of a peninsula, attached to mainland Europe, however rising sea levels separated it from modern-day France, approximately 8,000 years ago.
  • Guernsey's tidal range of 33 feet is one of the largest in the world.
  • The Guernsey cow is renowned for the high butterfat and protein levels in its milk. They are more docile than their Jersey counterparts, though their milk making ability is slightly less efficient. (There is also a breed of goat known as the Guernsey goat - it has a golden-coloured coat.)
  • The post box, in Union Street, is the oldest cast iron pillar-box still in use, in the British Isles. It is the only red post box in Guernsey. All the others are painted blue.
  • Spring arrives four weeks earlier in Guernsey than on mainland Britain, allowing the early cultivation of blooms for sale.
  • The world’s first underwater arrest occurred in Guernsey. A scuba-diving police officer arrested a local for illegally harvesting shellfish.
  • Guernsey people are traditionally nicknamed donkeys or ânes, especially by the people of Jersey, in retaliation for dubbing them crapauds (toads).
  • The currency is the British Pound sterling.

The Shell Chapel

 The other main tourist site, on Guernsey, is what is promoted as the smallest chapel in the world. It’s fairly recently built (designed by a French monk), early twentieth century, and unusually decorated with shells pebbles and broken china and shells.

Are There Fairies in Guernsey?

Channel Islanders believe they are descended from ‘pouques’ – or fairies. As with Jersey, there are many legends on the island, which feature these elusive creatures. There's even a fairy ring on the western side of the island. Your wishes will come true if you walk around it three times. According to local folklore, Guernsey was once even invaded by a group of fairies, lured by the beauty of the local women. A bloody battle ensued, inspiring the name of Rouge Rue (Red Road) in St Peter Port. There are witches too. Many of the houses sport “witches’ seats”. These sticks of granite are so that the witches can stop and rest, instead of running round casting spells.


 We made a boat trip to Sark, also part of the Bailiwick of Guernsey. It is a royal fief, with its own set of laws based on Norman law and its own parliament. It has a population of about 500. Little Sark is a peninsula joined by a natural but high and very narrow isthmus to the rest of Sark Island. We sailed across the channel known, as the Big Russel, to get there. Plenty of amazing rock formations on the way. Charming scenery, and no cars allowed (only bicycles, and tractors). You can walk easily along the coastal paths  - it’s very small - or hop onto one of the local horse traps.

And I bought a traditional navy blue woollen fisherman's jumper - called a guernsey - of course. Guernsey sweaters were knitted for fishermen, dating back as far as the sixteenth century

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