The Village 1913, Brompton On Swale
The Village 1913, Brompton On Swale Ref: 65494
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The Grange
The Grange always brings back memories of our life growing up in the village. We are the Blackburn family and we lived at 11 Curtis Drive. We used to play in the field at the front of the big house as we called it but if 'madame la la" as we knew her caught us we got into big trouble. Many memories of the village and the people there. Coming up in the new year and always stop in the village to look around and to have a drink in the King Willie or the Sun Inn, sometimes go up to the Farmers Arms. Lovely days.
The Grange (the Hall)
Hello, in reply to your memory about the Hall which I know as The Grange, the present owner is now a Mr Valance who has lived there for over three years, before him it was a Mr John Meakin and his family, they lived there for a long time. The field next to the Hall is now a small housing estate. Do you know the name of your friend's sister and husband? As my dad was born in the village and he is now the grand age of 80 plus, he is called Stan Hugill and still lives next to the King William pub. Hoping to hear from you, Yours, Sally Hugill.
Madame Le Terrier?
Watching the Wainwright Walks programme this week, which covered the Swale valley part of the coast to coast route, I was reminded of Brompton on Swale. My best friend's sister and her husband went to Brompton on Swale in the 1950s to work at a local hall/big house for a lady named (what sounded to me at the time, like) Madame Le Terrier. They lived in a cottage nearby and grew their own vegetables etc. My friend and I were invited to stay with her sister and family at the cottage and we spent an idyllic week roaming around the local countryside. We came from Middlesbrough and although we lived in houses which had gardens, we did not have the beautiful countryside on our doorsteps and Brompton on Swale seemed like heaven. I would love to know whether the hall/big house is still standing and whether anybody remembers Madame Le Terrier and could tell me more about her and the family.
