Ashcott, Etonhurst, the Grounds c1955
Ashcott, Etonhurst, the Grounds c1955 Ref: a364012
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These days Greylake's claim to fame is the council tip where people get rid of their rubbish, but when I was a little girl it was one of the greatest places in the world to me. If you go a couple of fields past the tip and look through the gateways you will come to a gate where nothing grows properly in a strip down the field. This is where the drove led down to two houses that belonged to my Granny Frampton and her brother Jimmy Martin. By the time I was born my Grandad and Jimmy were dead so I didn't know too much about them, apart that Grandad lost a hand in a threshing machine. One thing that always struck me as outstandingly different about the houses was the fact that every little bit of water that they used had to be fetched down the lane from the standpipe at the top and of course there was no electric or indoor plumbing. My Gran lived with my Uncle and a grandson neither of which were married, and Auntie lived with her son Wally who didn't get married till later in life and died a few years later. Granny's house always seemed to be shady and dark with its small windows, but this just seemed to make the sun outside brighter than ever. There were no carpets on the floors and no upholstered chairs. Food was always cooked on the open fire and a hook hung down the chimney for the kettle but somehow Granny made some great meals including rabbit stew, rook or pigeon pie. I had to go to Granny's every day because at the time my parents were both working at the armaments factory at Puriton. My Dad used to take me on the tank of his BSA Bantam motorbike and as we went down the lane I would squeeze the bulb horn to let Granny know we were on our way. I could never get over the difference between my Gran's and Auntie's because Auntie had coconut matting on the floor, a grandmother clock on the wall, a table full of exotic things in the corner, stuffed owls in glass cases, small pieces of silver, dutch clogs etc, a wireless and a chaise lounge with posh cushions. As I said Granny's had no luxury at all, not even comfort, only hard chairs and settles. Every day Granny gave me a bantam's egg for dinner. I used to think they were just made for me because I was little and so were they. One of my brothers was always into trouble because my uncles used to laugh at his antics. One day my Uncle had just cleaned out the fowls when he threatened to push the wheelbarrow over. Unfortunately he slipped and went up to his armpits in the mire. All the fruit and veg was grown at home and what with the chickens and game not much was bought in the shops. I think in those days no-one had any money so no-one felt they were missing out, I'm sure if we could be a bit more like it these days we would all be happier. It's more than fifty years since the houses were condemed and knocked down but I can still feel the atmosphere of those lovely summer days listening to Auntie's clock ticking the days away Tick............Tock............Tick..........Tock So next time you go out with your lawn clippings and old tat spare a thought for the people who called Greylake home, including the Bakers and Boyers that lived in the posher houses on the Glastonbury turning.
Shared on Saturday, November 07, 2009
Hannah Pursey born November 23, 1828, Catcott was my great great grandmother. she married Robert Barnett on February 14, 1850 at Moorlinch, Somerset.
Shared on Monday, December 29, 2008
Meare, the Village c1955
Ref: M265002
Grape Vine Inn/Ring of Bells - Albert Holley
Transcribed from the Central Somerset Gazette of 1891:
16 May 1891 - Meare - "The Friendly and Benefit Society established last 9th Sep, held its first general church parade…After the service, the men reformed into procession and headed by the Glastonbury Good Templar Band…marched around the village and visited the farmhouses and the houses of the resident gentry, where they were hospitably received, and in some instances money given to them. (Dinner at the Ring of Bells was timed for 2:30 p.m., but it was 4 p.m. before the members returned from their perambulations. One can imagine that they had been liberally supplied with cider on the way!). A. Holley was one of the members and a toast was given to the Army, Navy and Reserve Forces. Sargt. Holley, in responding, said he had been in two engagements, and knew something about both branches of the service. They had good Generals and good Admirals, and the Army and the Navy were the finest in the world. He did not think the 6 years’ service was a good one, as it tended to make bad men of good ones. They left the Army after 6 years’ service with a pension of 6d. a day, and thought that was going to keep them (laughter), and so became too lazy to work, and in the end developed into blackguards."
Sargt. Albert Holley was a nephew of my 2xgreat grandfather, George Holly
(b. Meare, 1830). Albert was born in Meare in 1847 - son of John Holly and Mary Ann SALTER.
On the census night of Sunday, April 3rd, 1881, Albert Holley is aboard the HMS Superb, Royal Navy. He is a 33 year old Sargeant with the Royal Marine Artillery (RMA). Albert is a crew member on the "6th" ship named Superb. The ship was built at the Thames Iron Works, Blackwall, originally for the Turkish Government and named "Hamidiyeh." In 1878 (due to a Russian war scare) she was purchased at the cost of 443,000 pounds and renamed Superb. She was an Iron Armour Plated ship weighing over 9,000 tons.
A Battleship, she was a member of the Mediterranean Fleet based in Gibraltar. Naval action included the Bombardment of Alexandria, July 1882 - where she landed Marines near Ramleh. Perhaps Ramleh is one of the engagements Albert speaks of in his newspaper interview.
Albert was part of a distinguished Marine unit formed in 1804. As their uniforms were the blue of the Royal Regiment of Artillery, they were nicknamed the "Blue Marines." Their comrades in the Marine Infantry element had scarlet uniforms and became known as the "Red Marines" (often given the derogatory (?) nickname "Lobsters" by ordinary sailors). The RMA gunners had to qualify to the same level as seaman gunners. Onboard ship their duties were assisting in manning the ships guns. Two interesting reports of RMA military action off ship include: one engagement where the RMA came to the relief of the Royal Horse Artillery (when they became exhausted in battle) and fought with their guns…and another action where the RMA reportedly built up one complete gun from the parts/debris of captured enemy guns in order to continue an engagement.
Albert married Annie LAVER (daughter of Stephen LAVER) of Meare on
12 Apr 1888 - witnessed by Joseph GIBLETT and Jane HOLLEY (Albert’s sister). Albert was listed as "Soldier" on his marriage certificate. He apparently left the service before the birth of his first child in 1889. Baptismal records for Albert’s four children reflect his occupation at the time of their birth. For sons Albert Victor
(31 Jan 1889) and Reginald Ivor (25 Jul 1891) he is listed as an Army Pensioner (Sgt.). For daughter Hilda Kathleen (4 Apr 1892) he is listed as an "ex." Army Sgt. Pensioner and for Dorothy Annie (5 Aug 1896) he is listed as Publican in Westhay.
The 1891 Census for Meare finds the Albert Holley family next door to the Grape Vine Inn: No. 16 - private house - Albert Holley, head, married, 42, Naval Pensioner, born Meare/Annie Holley, wife, married, 31, born Meare/Albert Victor Holley, son, 2, born Meare/Reginald Ivor Holley, son, 8 mos. Reginald Ivor would pass away in June of that year, age 10 mos. It is in this census that Albert is listed as a Naval Pensioner rather than an Army Pensioner.
Finally, the Albert Holley family as recorded in the 1901 Census: 143 Westhay, Meare. Albert Holley, head, married, age 53, Innkeeper (own account) (perhaps the Ring of Bells??), at home, born Somerset, Meare/Annie Holley, wife, married, age 42, born Meare/Albert V. Holley, son, age 12, born Meare/Hilda Holley, daughter, age 8, born Meare/Dorothy A. Holley, daughter, age 4, born Meare. Albert would pass away shortly afterwards (22 April 1901), joining his son Reginald Ivor in death.
Ron Holley
Shared on Sunday, August 09, 2009
Meare, the Village c1955
Ref: M265002
Honeymoon at 'The Old Ring 'o' Bells'
I spent my honeymoon here with my husband, Howard. It was truly idyllic and we were the only guests staying at the time. The stay was a wedding gift from a friend of my husband and his mother, we were on a tight budget at the time and would probably not have gone away at all. It was so peaceful and the history of the building made the whole experience even more special. From the uneven floors, to the orchard, to the old skittle alley and the cellar. We loved it all. We were woken every morning by the sound of the dairy cattle walking past on their way to work! Next year we celebrate 25 years of marriage but we will never forget where it all started. We have been back to see the building many times and keep waiting for it to come up for sale (at the same time that our premium bonds give us a win!). Last time we saw it there seemed to be an American school of some sort there. I hope that they are looking after it for all of us that have been part of its past and for those yet to come.
Shared on Thursday, July 30, 2009
Meare, the Village c1955
Ref: M265002
I have a will dated 1865 for Robert Rood "of the Grape Vine Inn known by the ancient name of Brakeland". He bequeathed the property to his wife Mary Rood and it suggests the property was owned and bequeathed to him by his father Thomas Rood. His wife also had a property at Stileway beaqueathed to her.
Shared on Sunday, June 28, 2009
