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Historic maps of Beckermet and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Beckermet maps
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Memories of Beckermet
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Pims at The White Mare
The White Mare used to serve Pims No1, No2, No3, No4 and No.5
3-card brag parties were Thursday nights.
Cumbria memories
Rock Dub Salmon
I can vaguely remember Les Walker catching a big salmon in Rock Dub although I'm not so sure of the year. Lots of salmon were caught in those days, it was a great river until the water authority ruined it by over extraction at Ennerdale. I myself witnessed a kill of millions of smolts and parr just below the temporary extraction pumps at the lake sometime in the 1960s. But back in the good old days I once caught three salmon in three days when I was eleven from the pool above Rock Dub called Seven Sisters. I was lucky because the late Joe Kitchen took me under his wing and taught me how to fish! The photograph of the Ehen was taken just above the style into Ike Dixon's meadow at Low Mill, another great place to fish. Joe Kitchen's hen house was just beyond the trees in the top right hand of the photo. I've caught many a good sea trout down that stretch. Thanks for the memories Mr... Read more
Fish And Ice Cream!
Hello. I used to live in Thornhill from 1958 to 1968/9 (aged 1 -11) and I always seem to remember it being sunny even though the area is one of the wettest in the UK! Fish and Ice Cream....not together. I remember my mother often bought fish, not from the local shop but from "the Fish Man". This was a man who would come round Thornhill in a Landrover and he would ring a handheld bell shouting "Fish, Fresh Fish". The back of the Landrover had a horizontal door which became the counter and neighbours would buy their fish. I always asked my mum if I could have a packet of "Nibbits". I don't know if that was their actual name but today the equivalent would be a packet of "Quavers". I still eat them. Ice Cream...I remember that the Ice Cream van would come by most nights in summer time. It was Hartley's Ice Cream of Egremont and the van was a cream colour. The driver would sound his horn (no music)... Read more
Great Memories of This Area
Really it was 1961-66. I worked as a Geologist for the United Steel Companies based in Rotherham. I visited Haile Moor and Beckermet Mines every two or three weeks for 5 years and came to love the area and its people with a passion which has never diminished. It was my first job after leaving University and although, I have worked all over the world, I still regard those West Cumberland years as the best. At first I stayed at the Scawfell Hotel in Seascale. A funny, cronky wee place with a great cocktail bar and other public rooms which were in a 1930's timewarp. I once returned to my room very late after boozy nght with a friend in Egremont to find I had left my key in the room and there was no night porter. I was about to take up a sleeping mode in the adjacent bathroom (no en suite in those days) when I remembered a trick I'd seen in the movies. I cut a... Read more
Pelham House
I was at Pelham House from 1951 to 1953. I woul love to hear from anyone else who was there in those years.
Holidays in Egremont
I only have good memories relating to Egremont and its people. I lived in Manchester, but spent all my school holidays in Egremont. I stayed with my uncle and aunt, George and Nell Faron (and cousins Gerald and Marion), they lived at 7 Beck Green. Oh happy days, ice cream from Hartleys, swimming in the beck, tending to my uncle's smallholding, he kept pigs, hens and ducks.Going to Fergie's Field picking mushrooms, raspberries, crab apples, whatever was edible all went into the bag (no plastic carriers then). Days out at St Bees or anywhere within walking distance, and to Whitehaven on the bus. To me, every day the sun seemed to shine. Special days were coach trips to the Lakes, cream teas, trips on the Ratty. Heaven on earth. Memories fade regarding names, but I remember Jim Savage and family were great friends of the Farons. My Uncle Harry moved to Cumbria in the 1970s, he married a Cumbrian girl, Pat Walsh. They lived at Collier Gate, Lamplugh. My wife and myself... Read more
