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Bootle Station maps
Historic maps of Bootle Station and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Bootle Station maps
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Bootle| Ravenglass| Silecroft| Drigg| Holmrook| Kirksanton| The Green| Millom
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Cumbria memories
RAILWAY WAGON EXPLOSION AT BOOTLE
ON 22ND OF MARCH 1945 MY FATHER HERBERT NORMAN STUBBS WAS THE FIREMAN ON AN AMMUNITION TRAIN. A WAGON FULL OF DEPTH CHARGES CAUGHT FIRE, SO MY FATHER UNHOOKED IT AND PUT DETONATORS ON THE LINE TO WARN A TROOP TRAIN, WHICH WAS DUE. THE DEPTH CHARGES EXPLODED AND HE WAS THROWN THROUGH THE AIR. UNFORTUNATELY THE DRIVER HAROLD GOODHALL WAS KILLED. MY FATHER WAS AWARDED THE GEORGE MEDAL AND THE INDUSTRIAL V.C.. I HAVE A LETTER FROM THE RURAL DISTRICT COUNCIL OF MILLOM, APART FROM OTHER DOCUMENTS, CONVEYING THEIR GRATITUDE FOR HIS ACTIONS, WHICH SAVED A LOT OF LIVES AT BOOTLE STATION VILLAGE.
Staying at The Boat House
I first visited Silecroft in 1957, with my mother and father. It was August and we were on holiday for a week. I fell in love with the village at first sight and that love has lasted a life time. We stayed in the Boat House on the shore. Our first night was very windy and I remember walking to the village, for milk, the next morning with the wind behind me blowing me along. The village has changed little in the last 52 years, the caravan site is bigger and the shops are, unfortunately, gone. However it is still a wonderful peaceful place, where the cares of the world do not seem to live. My granddaughters now love the village as much as I do and it is a joy to take them there.
Jean W
MR & Mrs Lockwood
My Grand parents lived in Kirksanton in 1928 and 1929 at Jubillee house.
( does anyone remember them)
The Green – 1952-53 (Seven Years Old)
I come from an RAF family that travelled across the globe until, in 1964 we ended up in Australia. Though english by birth, I am now an Australian, but I have fond memories of some parts of England where I grew up, especially The Green. I was six years old. One day, I was told we were going to Millom, which turned out to be an RAF base near the wilds of Cumbria, in the north of England, where my father was to be an instructor. We didn’t live on the base but at a village about ten miles out of town called The Green, which was very rural. We were on the edge of the Lake District, perhaps the most beautiful part of England. The neighbouring hills were Black Combe, White Combe and White Hall Knott. The house itself was stone with a tiny patch of lawn to the side, behind a stone wall that protected it from the road. To my recollection it was 100-200... Read more
Character Training Course
Rock Climbing Instruction, Outward Bound Mountain School c1955
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I was at the OBMS in May of 1953. I particularly remember this time as it was when Hillary climbed Everest with Ten-zing. We had been sent on a three day expedition and on the second day I developed an infection in my right heel and was forced to return to base. At the time Edmond Hillary's son was staying in the house. I think he may have been bored at the time and invited me if I would like to explore the main house with him which we did, going up to the top of the castellated flat roof and looking at the view from it. However all was well at this time except that we came down a different way to the way we went up, unbeknown to me it led to matron's bedroom. On questioning he said it would be ok to go through, which we did very quickly, however somebody must have seen us because I was pulled by my patrol instructor to be severely... Read more
The Dreaded Whimsey
Rock Climbing Instruction, Outward Bound Mountain School c1955
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1963 ish....My early morning dip - each morning we donned shorts and pumps to run around the Tarn where we jumped down a large hole, then our sadistic instructors released a gush of freezing stream water, soaking every inch. After circling 3 times we ran back to our dorm for a welcome hot shower. Long hikes in the fells, a 4 day mountain expedition and the solo over-night desaster, they all have thier tales to tell, good and bad. I have revisited Eskdale with my wife and was made very welcome, so much has changed, but I did meet my instructor of Young patrol, Mr Puttiman, who retired and lives not to far away. No, he didn't remember me!
The Lake
Rock Climbing Instruction, Outward Bound Mountain School c1955
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Does anyone remember having to run twice round the lake at 1am for being noisey in the Dorm???
OUCH
