Nostalgic memories of Boston's local history
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I shall always remember the old park with great affection. The first time I remember walking through I would only be about five years old; there was a dead blackbird lying on the ground, I gently put my foot on it and it squeaked. I remember ducks swimming in a dyke, the water used to go under a bridge, I sat on that bridge many times, in later years
The war came, they destroyed a big part of it and erected Nissan Huts ...see more
We could get into the church by crawling under the main door, that's if you were thin enough. The church steps were well worn down, to think how many years it took to wear away is mind boggling. We used to play amongst the furniture that came out of the bombed houses in Liquorepond Street. I went into the false roof once and found an old newspaper, it had turned yellow, dated in the eighteenth century, I threw it ...see more
When we were at school we spent a lot of our time in the summer down the marsh, a poor man's Skegness. We had some wonderful times, swimming in the creeks, that's where I learnt to swim. One time we decided to go over the otherside of the Welland at low tide. We waded across it, four of us, a large dredger was tilted on its side at that time. We must have walked two miles when we saw a man in a boat in a creek, he asked ...see more
I used to go roller skating three times a week at the Gliderdrome, when I was in my late teens, also after my National Service. One particular night stands out. I was skating backwards when I fell over someone who was already on the deck. I came down such a cropper and my knee went through the Asbestos floor. I thought I had broken my knee, I crawled to the side and sat on a form nursing my knee, very embarrassed. ...see more
I have many happy memories of the Kid Stacks, which was down the sea bank. The Kid Stacks was situated quite a way past which is now the Council Dump. The Kid Stacks was a firing range, the Home Guard used to use it. We would go there and dig the bullets out.
Sometimes a large gang of us would go and play army games, we would organise ourselves into two groups with home-made rifles. One time we imagined it was Wake ...see more
These memories are as fresh in my mind as if they happened last week. Boston had its share of air raids, the first one was on a rainy Monday, it was July, the first day of our summer school holidays. It would be about 7.15 am when we heard a low flying plane, then a mighty explosion, followed by the blast, which took out out the fanlight above the front door, the house seemed to lift. The bomb had landed at the back of ...see more
A few of us youths made small lofts, and got the idea we would have pigeons as a hobby. The trouble was we didn't have money to buy any. We hatched a plan, we could get all the pigeons we want, the only catch was they roosted under the Town Bridge. We used to go through gate near thr White Hart. It's locked now, it used to be unlocked. we would wait till it was dark, making sure no police was about. We would go along a ...see more
In our school holidays, I and one or two more used to go with cattle drovers, there were often a thousand Irish cattle arriving at the cattle dock on some Saturdays. The front of the herd would be at the Town Bridge as other cattle were still leaving the cattle dock. We would guard all the sidestreets and passageways. Cattle would be sold at the market, then were taken to various fields outside of town. One drover, ...see more
In the Second World War, shows were put on at the Scala Cinema. It is now Poundstretchers. One night my mother took me and my brother to one of the shows, and we sat on the front seats. Most of the audience was made up R A F chaps. It was gave out that the pianist hadn't turned up, and was there anyone in the audience who could play the piano? There was a lot of shouting at the back, I turned to see what all the fuss was ...see more
In the war years I used to fetch a measure of two strikes of coke. We had some very bad winters in the war time. I had to get in a long queue to get served. To carry it home I would put it under my bike frame. One time I was going home past Mr Simpson shop in High Street opposite the Robin Hood, he said "I'll give you threepence to fetch me a bag".
I said "I'll ask my Dad". I didn't fancy going and getting in another ...see more