St Brelade, Jersey, £15 million
On the market for the first time since it was built in the 1960s, Le Clos de Coleron overlooks the full extent of St Brelade’s Bay, offering an extremely rare opportunity to own a substantial tract of coastal land in this location. The accommodation comprises an open-plan living room/kitchen complex, six bedrooms and four bathrooms, as well as a huge multi-car garage, with scope for conversion. Five acres of grounds include mature gardens, a pool and wooded areas. Fine & Country Jersey (01534 840022; www.fineandcountry jersey.com); Hunt Estates (01534 860650; www.huntestates.com); Living Room (01534 717100; www.livingroom property.com); Wilsons Knight Frank (01534 877977; www.wilsons.je)
St Brelade, Jersey, £6.95 million
Located at the western tip of beautiful St Brelade’s Bay, La Rocquaise is a character property with period features and generous living spaces, all a stone’s throw from the beach. This historic house offers flexible accommodation, comprising four reception rooms, six bedrooms and six bathrooms. Outside are beautifully landscaped gardens and grounds, plus a summerhouse, all cleverly concealed behind the sea wall, offering complete privacy in one of the best locations on the island. Fine & Country Jersey (01534 840022; www.fineandcountryjersey.com); Savills (01534 722227; www.savills.com); Wilsons Knight Frank (01534 877977; www.wilsons.je)
St Clement, Jersey, £3.45 million
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