Barmston, The Black Bull Inn c.1955
Memories of Barmston, the Black Bull Inn c1955
I returned from RAF service abroad and was stationed at nearby RAF Station Carnaby from mid 1945 t0 mid 1946 when I was de-mobbed. Barmston was about a once-a-week trip on station bikes to look at the sea and a couple of hours in the Black Bull. After a number of years over-seas service it was a treat just to see holiday makers enjoying themselves and a dip in the sea was something we had dreamed of for years. In winter time it was just a trip to the Black Bull. I now live in Adelaide, South Australia and fond memories of Barmston even still still linger at 90 years af age. I was brought up to always respect my elders...but these days they are very hard to find. Ah well.
Memories of Barmston
Grass triangle on A165, cafe on right later (1980s) a Little Chef built 1949, Winifred and Harold Crooks, my uncle and aunt, cafe was built and running about 1950, good home cooking and silver service. Unfortunately Harold passed away 1956, Winne sold cafe but carried on working at same for many years. Moved into ...Read full memory
My grandfather bought one of these ex-RAF officers bungalows after the Second World War so that the family could have a holiday base. In the B850004 photo, our bungalow is roughly alongside the white car you can see parked in the road - it was more or less halfway along the road. We all lived in Sheffield - in ...Read full memory
Born and brought up in Barmston village, my book, 'Diz Thoo Remembr' recalls many of the happenings in the village from 1933 onwards. I was born into what could have been a family of twenty. My mum had 17 (seventeen) children, though not all lived, and helped bring up an 18th. The book has ...Read full memory
I would love to hear from anybody that remembers WYNTON CAFE that was situated on the south cliffs at Barmston. My parents, Terry & Ida McGuire owned & ran the cafe from approx 1966 to 1970. I was just a boy at the time and have very fond memories of Barmston, the hot summers and the cold, isolated snowy winters. I ...Read full memory