Detached stone and render houses sit well back from the road here, cars parked on gravel rather than kerb, and the whole place has the quiet of somewhere with barely more than a dozen households to its name. This is Dartmoor-edge Devon, not commuter Devon — the kind of village you choose because you've already decided you don't need much passing traffic in your life. There's no rail station in the picture, and with a population this small, day-to-day life runs on cars and on the ten-odd transport stops that connect you outward rather than through. Schooling nearby includes Meavy Church of England Primary and Lady Modiford's Church of England Primary, both small Church of England academies with pupil rolls in double figures or fewer — a village-school scale, not a big-catchment one, and the kind of setting where you'd know the head teacher's name within a term. The median age of 58 tells you plainly who's actually here: this is a settled, older population, not a nursery-run crowd, and a For Sale board reading "detached, freehold" — as nearly every recent sale here has been — fits that picture exactly. Prices reflect it too: a median sale around £487,500 sits well above both West Devon and the national figure, in the top fifth of prices nationally, with detached homes alone fetching £500,000 against a national detached median of £420,000. This is not an entry-level corner of Devon. On the ground, the moor itself is the amenity — the green space here isn't a pocket park but the open landscape Dousland backs onto, and weekends are shaped by walking boots rather than restaurant bookings; there's no dining scene to speak of in the data, which tracks with a hamlet this size. Health provision reads well against the national picture, and the broadband is decent for a rural spot, with three in five properties on full-fibre — enough to work from home comfortably if that's the plan. Crime is where the numbers demand a pause: the area posts a top-tier safety grade overall, but with only a handful of incidents recorded across the year, even a small cluster of violent-crime entries (the largest single category) can look statistically loud while meaning very little in absolute terms for fifteen people. Read it as noise from a small sample, not a warning sign. This suits someone past the school-run years, drawn to Dartmoor rather than to a high street, who wants space, quiet, and a freehold house with land around it, and who's comfortable driving for shops, secondary schools, and a wider choice of doctors. It won't suit anyone wanting rail commuting, evening venues, or the buzz of neighbours nearby — there's very little "village life" in the conventional sense here, just the moor, the road, and a small, older community that likes it that way.