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Bretherdale maps
Historic maps of Bretherdale and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Bretherdale maps
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Tebay| Orton| Howgill| Shap| Skelsmergh| Mardale
Bretherdale area books
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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
John Tarver 1850-1932 Grayrigg - Father Samuel
My Gt Grandfather above was born in Grayrigg and worked for LNWR. He wrote pieces for The Westmorland Gazette on a variety of subjects.
I have found one of his pieces, in his papers and he writes - His station was on the side of a gyll which sloped sharply to where the brook at the bottom.....................along the stony, zig zag channels connecting its rocky basins and on to where it falls over a crag into the wood - till it comes to the cottages known of old as 'Lambrigg Fell Gate' once happy home of my forebears and of my childhood - now alas a cureless ruin.
This weekend I hope to try to find these cottage ruins.
Howgill Parish Church
Visited church and local area to see for myself where my ancesters lived over one hundred years ago. They were Robert Gibson and his son, also called Robert, both of them farmers. I first discovered Howgill and Sedbergh back in 2002 and was amazed by its beauty and peacefulness. This area has made a lasting impression on me that I shall never forget and I will always regard Howgill as my special place.
Family
I also visited the churchyard to look for relatives, and found Robert Gibson and his son Robert. My grandfather was Abram Gibson born in Sedberg to Robert and Betsy Gibson
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 Lindens, Rosgill
I was born in the large house halfway down the hill of the little hamlet of Rosgill, the house is called the Lindens. My childhood was wonderful. I rate my self a very lucky person indeed to have started my life in the lovely Eden valley. My father helped to build Haweswater dam in the late 1930s and met my mother, who was a farmer's daughter, in Rosgill, the family name was Martin. The people I can remember in the village are 2 dear old women, Polly Bellas and Lettie Bellas, who used to bake cakes and take them to Shap in an old 2-wheeled cart to sell, this was the only income they had. My grandmother had 12 brothers and sisters, to remember their names the father made a poem: there was Frank, Fred, Willie, Stead, Ethel, Chris, and John, Isach, Harry, Annie, Maggie, Elizabeth, Kate and Tom. I can remember Harry Noble, we collected rose hips and got threepence a pound for them when we took them to his house. I also... Read more
The Bellas Sisters
Before emigrating to Australia in 1927, my uncle Michael Samuelson (1898-1975) lived for about a year in Rosgill and made a living taking farmers' eggs to market. On leaving England, he was given a photo of the Bellas sisters standing in the steep lane that runs down through the village towards Bampton. Behind them, on the left, stood Rose Cottage, where he lived at the time. When I first visited Rosgill in the late 1980s I saw the same smoke rising from the same cottage chimney as in that old sepia photo. Mrs Florence Gowling, the then owner of Rosgill Head Farm, took me to Penrith to see an elderly gentleman who had dwelt in Rosgill in the 1920s. I showed him a 60-year-old photo of my uncle, he said: "It's the egg man. I'd know him anywhere." My uncle was staying in Rosgill because of his love of the fells. He then lived in Australia for 25 years before settling in Vancouver, Canada. By sheer coincidence, on a... Read more
