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Saxilby| Ingham| Doddington| Willingham By Stow| Lincoln
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Guernsey Evacuees
My mother and her family, the Petits, were evacuees from Guernsey during World War 2. They were housed in Coates by Stow and then Saxilby. They attended Stow School. There were 8 children, Cyril, Donald,Olive, Mavis, Monica, Audrey, John and Mary. My mother, Monica, informs me that they were involved in putting on plays at the local hall and photos appeared in the local papers. Does anyone remember them and /or have photos? Thank you, Jackie Thom.
Royal Air Force
Basic training days over, my first posting "Scampton" with 230 OCU. I remember having fire duty sitting beside the control tower as fighter pilots converted to bomber, the exercise being circuits and bumps with the Lincoln bomber, some of the bumps were were heavy, good job the aircraft was well built. I am proud to have served, it was a wonderful experience.
Life on The Farm at Kettlethorpe
We moved to Park Farm Kettlethorpe when I was 7. The family at this time was reduced to Mum and Dad, Eileen, Brian, Maureen and Gillian. At first we lived in a semi detatched house at the top of the lane leading down to the Farm. Neighbours were Mr and Mrs Button with daughters Glenys and Susan and Mr and Mrs Sherbourne. Dad was promoted to Farm Forman so we moved down the the main farm house.
This had a small kitchen added on to the main house. In it was a copper over a brick fireplace for washing. Mum had a mangle with large wooden rollers. The washing was washed in the boiling water and had to be lifted out with a large stick and put through the mangle to get the water out and then rinsed and then through the mange again. We had to help with turning the mangle. The clothes were then carried outside the garden and hung on a long clothes line strung between... Read more
Growing Up
My father was employed as the farm foreman at Park Farm, Kettlethorpe for several years up until his death in 1960. We lived in the farmhouse down a lane about half a mile from the A57 main road. I went to school at Saxilby, my younger sisters to Newton on Trent. I must have been about 12 years old when we moved there and left at 18 when we had to leave our tied cottage on Dad's death and we moved to Fenton. Life was good on the farm for a growing lad, I had a dog and an air rifle and spent many hours "ratting" at night around the barns and stackyard. I had my cycle and used to roam for miles and frequent Newton on Trent and Kettlethorpe village. Kettlethorpe church featured quite strongly in my family's life, my older sisters were married from there, my Dad's funeral was conducted there and eventually I was married there too. This in the spring of 1963 because my future wife... Read more
Park Farm
Having just read the article on Park Farm written by Gillian Emerton, I am the above mentioned Glenys, nee Button. Those where the days. I can remember all the things that Gillian wrote about making butter with her mum and mice catching at harvest time. I also went to Newton-on-Trent school and remember playing marbles with a boy called Michael Miles and also a boy in my class called Walter Easton. Mrs Moore the school teacher had a son called Richard Moore. I would go to the pub in the village that sold sweets and get with my 3 pence one bag of broken crisps, gob stoppers and 4 chews for a penny - old money that is. My twin brothers that were born at Park Farm were christened at the church in Newton-on-Trent. The game keeper was called Mr Massey and he lived at Thorney village and he had a black car that he called Josephine and I would go with him to feed the baby pheasants to fatten... Read more
Monks Abbey
I used to play in the abbey in the war time as then it had an air bomb shelter, we used to think that there was a tunnel under the abbey to the cathedral.
Sleeping Inside Lincoln Castle
My Grandfather, Harry Westwood, was custodian at the Castle for many years, retiring in 1966. He passed the position to his son Tom Westwood, my uncle. Tom retired in 1986. As a child I would sleep inside the castle gatehouse at weekends, but since Tom Westwood retired in 1986, I believe that the castle is now managed by Lincolnshire County Council without having a resident custodian living on ther premises.
Tony Hill ( Ex: Sincil Bank secondary school)
