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Bowston maps

Historic maps of Bowston and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Bowston maps

Bowston photos

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Skelsmergh| Crook| Kendal| Natland| Crosthwaite| Windermere| Winster| Bowness-On-Windermere| Sedgwick

Bowston area books

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Memories of Bowston

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Cumbria memories

Dr Manning's Yard.

Highgate, Dr Manning's Yard 1914
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My grandma used to live in the Cottage above the head of the Boy leaning on the wall. We use to love visiting and playing in the Yard. Great memories.

New Shambles - Michael Goodwin''s Shop

New Shambles 1914
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The boy in the hat is my grandfather, and the girl is his sister. The shop that they are standing outside belonged to their grandfather, a well travelled gentleman born in 1832. The view is remarkably unchanged in 2008!

Kerr Bookshop

New Shambles 1914
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Ewen Kerr opened a secondhand bookshop in New Sambles, sometime during the early years of World War II. I remember selling him some of my children's books (I now much regret that I did not keep them; I was only 17 at the time) and buying a splendidly, decoratively bound copy of Agness Zimmermann's edition of Beethoven's Piano Sonatas. It cost, I think, 2s.6d. (c.12.5 p.) and I still have it. Later Ewen's son took the business over & moved to another Kendal location, then to Cartmel.

Dobson Ancestors

I don't know if this message is relevant to this website. My story is about my Dobson ancestors who lived in Selside, Cumbria for the first half of the 19th Century. My GrGrGrGrandparents lived in the same house in Selside from their marriage in 1800 to their deaths in the 1850s. Their house was called Low Jock Scar and over the years it changed its name to Cowholme before reverting back to the original name. I've learned that the original house was condemned in the 1970s and pulled down but now a B and B stands in the same spot with the original name. MyGrGrGrGanparents were Robert and Nanny Dobson and they had 9 children all born at Low Jock Scar. I looked up this website in the hope there was a photo of the original house or at least something about Selside. Thanks for reading this. Vera

Oxenholme Inn

My great-grandfather Tommy (Thomas Kendal) Cross owned the Oxenholme Inn in the late 1800s. He apparently lost it in a card game and eventually emigrated to the United States with his wife and several children. I'd love to see a picture of the inn from back then or hear any stories or recollections.

Romantic Stroll With DD

Ahh, I rememeber it well, strolling down past the church towards home with DD, you see my wife was away and I couldn't help myself. 36 years of wedded bliss up in smoke. Little walks by the canal and kissing on the beach at Hest Bank. She was worth waiting for. The torment of the x ray department was too much. Now I know I am going to suffer (badly). You see messing with another man's wife is a very dangerous game especially when you have told him that you're innocent.

The Low Wood Hotel

The Lowood Hotel 1912
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We were only here briefly. Just a few early spring and summer months. My parents were managing this hotel for the season. One fine day, when there was a pause in the arrivals & departures of coach buses filled with tourists, my father took me across the road. There on the banks of Lake Windermere was a rowing boat. He taught me how to row and I as very grateful to him that wonderful morning. On my birthday in June, my parents and staff were very busy catering to thirsty tourists (it was always teatime!) So, I decided to find the source of a small river which ran down the hillside behind the hotel. I followed the water until it became more narrow. Suddenly, still higher up, I found a carpet of wild bluebells. It was such a gift to find. I lingered and then went upwards and beyond until the stream disappeared. There was a wide, high hill before... Read more

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