It's just great to look at the old pictures of Blakeney's High Street, it seems almost like yesterday when I used to walk from my gran's house in the row of cottages where the railway bridge used to be. We used to go on holiday every year from our house in Haverhill, Suffolk. I remember it used to take nearly all day to travel by train to Gloucester, catching the early morning milk train. My cousins still live in the Forest of Dean and Lydney. I still remember sitting on the edge of the brook trying to catch fish and always being scared of the dark tunnel that led to the mill, I did not catch any fish but I suppose it kept me quite. My mum and dad were married in the church that is in the photo. I remember when we needed water we used to have a pump outside the back door which had to be primed before it would pump. The toilet was at the top of the garden which was just a plank with a hole and a bucket underneath. I used to pick blackberries along the disused railway line and scrump apples from the orchard next to the cottage. I can remember the large copper in the outhouse where Gran used to do her washing while I turned the mangle to ring the clothes out.
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