Memories of Branston
I was a patient in Branston Hall Hospital in 1964/65. I was admitted to the hopital after being discharged from the WRAF. Mr Wilkinson was one of the senior doctors and Mr Goddard was the sister in charge. Jock was there too and so was my guardian angel Barbara who did any shopping I needed. The staff ...Read full memory
I was born in Branston in 1948. I grew up there until I was 16 when we moved to Lincoln. There was a waterwheel down one of the country lanes which was very unusual, in as much as that it was horizontal rather than vertical. I believe it is still there today. My family were quite extensive in the village and everyone ...Read full memory
Invited to the Hall at turn of Year for a 'Cocktail-Party' as escort to a Nurse on Staff, the setting was magnificent and memorable! Moreover, the event and hospitality could not have been bettered for the lit exterior equalled the warmth of the interior....some of the old character of the building came alive that night! Consequent to this, I returned to Branston Hall a few days later to see my Lady and a courtship developed making me travel seven miles as the crow flies from RAF Waddington, regularly, on foot! We married late 1959 and will celebrate 50 wonderful years in '2009' perhaps returning to that place and grounds we often think of fondly? Branston folk were always kind and friendly to us also during our walks around the area.