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Boynton Hall Revisited 1975, by Matthew Strickland Quarles

I visited Boynton Hall during my year long study abroad as an English Speaking Union Scholarship recipient to Wrekin College, in Wellington, Telford, Shropshire, during the academic year 1974/1975.
At that time an architect, Mr Cooke and his wife were the owners of Boynton Hall. I had written to Mr. Cooke prior to my visiting the Hall at the suggestion of my elderly cousin who had visited the home some years previously and made the acquaintance of the Cookes.
At the time of my visit the Hall had been sectioned off in order to maintain a residence as well as a flat or two. Mr. Cooke graciously toured me throughout the house showing me the secret passageway, as well as the upper level bed chamber in which Queen Henrietta Maria - Charles I wife - was reputed to have spent one night on her way to enlist her cousin's - Louis XIV - aid in the defense of Charles's throne from Cromwellian troops. Framed and hanging beside the... Read more

Family Holidays at Barmston

The Bungalows, South Cliff c1965
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My grandfather bought one of these ex-RAF officers bungalows after the Second World War so that the family could have a holiday base. In the B850004 photo, our bungalow is roughly alongside the white car you can see parked in the road - it was more or less halfway along the road. We all lived in Sheffield - in those days, a 3 hour drive away. I must have holidayed there from the age of 18 months to about 8 or 9 years old. We sold it a year or so before it finally succumbed to coastal erosion, to the Bott family from Sheffield for £50. I recall 2 other Sheffield families having bungalows too - the Spencers from Mylnhurst Road and the Marshmans.

I can still see, hear and feel the coarse, sandy grass under my bare feet, the howling wind from the North sea, the rain beating on the metal-framed windows, the light from Flamborough Head light house faintly illuminating my bedroom every 4 seconds or so... Read more

RAF Carnaby

The Black Bull Inn c1955
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I returned from RAF service abroad and was stationed at nearby RAF Station Carnaby from mid 1945 t0 mid 1946 when I was de-mobbed.
Barmston was about a once-a-week trip on station bikes to look at the sea and a couple of hours in the Black Bull.
After a number of years over-seas service it was a treat just to see holiday makers enjoying themselves and a dip in the sea was something we had dreamed of for years.
In winter time it was just a trip to the Black Bull.
I now live in Adelaide, South Australia and fond memories of Barmston even still still linger at 90 years af age.
I was brought up to always respect my elders...but these days they are very hard to find.
Ah well.

Wynton Cafe, on The Clifftops

I would love to hear from anybody that remembers WYNTON CAFE that was situated on the south cliffs at Barmston. My parents, Terry & Ida McGuire owned & ran the cafe from approx 1966 to 1970. I was just a boy at the time and have very fond memories of Barmston, the hot summers and the cold, isolated snowy winters. I remember standing and watching several bungalows and chalets disappear over the cliffs, my mum would always tell me off for what seemed to me at the time a very exciting adventure. I would go on 'expeditions' alone except for our alsatian 'Zena' and lurcher 'Sheba', and me -  equipped with a catapault, a fishing line and a bag of sweets... I would walk on the cliffs or the beach to Barmston drain and just play around for hours in and around my den which was an old WW2 blockhouse which I believe is still there today.
I often go back to Barmston -  I take my children and tell... Read more

Black Bull

I will always remember nights sat outside the Black Bull with my parents and 2 sisters. Although it was August, the weather was chilly. There was a juke box out back on a sort of covered terrace and every time I hear 'Johnny Remember Me' by John Leyton, I am transported back to Barmston. We stayed in a tiny caravan on what is now the huge Barmston Beach Haven site and there was just one tiny shop.We had to walk into the village for certain things and as it rained plenty,the road was covered in huge slugs!! We did have the odd sunny day and have photos of us near those huge conrete blocks that sat on the beach.I remember the corn stooks in the fields,so much nicer than the rolls of it you see nowadays.I now have a caravan at Ulrome and visit the Black Bull when we are over but as us children were never allowed inside,I can,t say whether it has changed or not but the back... Read more

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