Nostalgic memories of Boston's local history
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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.
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Displaying Memories 31 - 40 of 61 in total
Tom and Arthur Smalley earned their living harvesting mussels and netting eels. Their boat was named 'Doreen Mary 2', another boat named 'Doreen Mary' was owned by Sonnie Braime; in fact they lived near each other in Pulvertoft Lane.
In a shed in Edwin Street they used to make eel hives, the shed once was used for fire watching in the war. I used to watch them making eel hives with split cane; a work of art, now ...see more
In the war years my father drove a lorry or a tractor for May & Hassle timber importers. He would pick up men at various places around the town with his lorry which had a hut on the back. Timber was stacked around Lincolnshire at different sites; such as Scredington, Silk Willouby, Evedon, Bloxham, Ruskington, Ewarby, Howel, Aswarby Station, Cowbridge, Dancers Bank Kirton End, and others, to avoid being destroyed ...see more
They used to have a club for youngsters at the Baptist Church in High Street on Thursday nights, sometimes I would call in. Sometimes they would be a Magic Lantern, stories from the Bible. But one night I was passing, with no intention of calling in, then I changed my mind. Then entering the passage leading to the back room, I was confronted with teenagers screaming with laughter. As I went into the inside passage, ...see more
For years and years, all those who lived along the river had to put up with the fishermen blowing their horns, to warn the chap who was on duty at the swing bridge that they wanted to pass through. We would be awakened in the early hours, often from a deep sleep, for the chap who was on duty to open the swing bridge, a most disturbing sound when awakened from deep sleep, an eerie sound when it was foggy. All the boats had a battered boogle on board.
I was pleased when it was reported in the paper that the flood warning siren wasn't being used any more. Every time the flood warning sounded, I was transported back to the war years, when, in the dead of night, we were ushered down, half asleep, and put in the gas cupboard for safety, which was under the stairs, I can't think now of a worser place to be put. Some nights we would be at the cinema, then on the screen, it would ...see more
V. E. day was a great day, as I clearly remember it. I remember cycling up High Street with a flag on my handlebars, and a propeller whizzing round in the wind, which we made out of wood, it was a popular with the kids at that time. Bonfires was lit all round the town, there was a big fire in the Nelson Field, another which we lit at the back of the B.O.C M mill. There was dancing on Fish Hill in front of the Assembly Rooms, ...see more
My name is Josina Beck (nee Warren), I lived at 49 Tavener Road. My mother was Violet and my father was Fred (Fred the plant man), he had a stall on the market. I have five brothers and two sisters, we all went to Carlton Road School. I remember Sid Guest, the Hessle pub and Tommy Emerson's fish shop. Those were hard-up but happy days I will never forget. I was born in May 1952 at 49 Tavener Road.
The railway horses were stabled on the Dock. One of the handlers was a man called White, who was the landlord of the Royal Oak pub in High Street. They would pull the wagons along the line where they were needed. It was strenuous work for the horses, I've seen them fall on their knees, straining to get the fully loaded wagons to start to roll; once they started to roll, the handler would quickly unhook the chain. They ...see more
In 1951 a friend and I were keen on taking photos with our cheap cameras. We decided to go to the Air Show, at the Aero Club down the Board Sides. It was a lovely afternoon, but was on the breezy side. A large crowd was enjoying a plane doing manoeuvres. It came into a dive, slightly coming out of the dive, but went straight into the ground, people gasped. I thought it had gone into the Forty Foot River. We ran across the ...see more
For years two well known Coasters came to Boston; one was the 'Lizzie and Annie', and the other was the 'Yarvic', their cargo was mainly wheat, or cattle cake. They would deliver their cargo to the B.O.C.M - British Oil n Cake Mills - which was situated at the bottom of St Anne's Lane, beside the river, opposite the old swimming baths, or Ranks Mill, in High Street. Other Coasters would come as well. Tugs would tow them ...see more