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Claverton maps
Historic maps of Claverton and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Claverton maps
Claverton photos
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Claverton area books
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Memories of Claverton
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Ancesters
My great-grandmother is burried in the church and owned the George Inn in 1881.
A 19th Century Marriage at Widcombe Church
James Cholmeley Russell, the barrister, financier, property developer and Welsh railway entrepreneur married Eleanor Catherine Broome at Widcombe parish church on April 26th 1893. She was the daughter of the late Rev Frederick Broome, formerly rector of Kenley, Shropshire and Catherine Elizabeth Broome. The ceremony was conducted by the Reverend Canon C H Cholmeley, rector of Beaconsfield church from 1885 until his death in 1895. Russell thus continued the tradition of being married by a cleric from his mother's side of the family
Russell was a key shareholder of the North Wales Narrow Gauge Railways company from which the Welsh Highland Railway Company ultimately emerged.
See more at http://jamescholmeleyrussell.blogspot.com
Not Quite The Same
On the left of this picture are three doorways marked by stone porches. I live in the third of the three away from the camera. The second remains as it is shown but the first doorway has now been blocked up. The house has been knocked through to form a double sized property with the 'second' door now the main entrance.
Church Street remains much as in the picture although the high wall on the right has been rebuilt after it collapsed one February (around 1997) due to the pressure from the soil behind it - possibly as a result of the building of a house in the high ground that is held back by the wall.
Childhood Days
This picture of Combe Road brings back many memories, looking straight ahead and slightly to the right is Summer Lane where I attended infant school, the shop on the left was a tobacconist and sweet shop at this time.
On the right of the picture would be the King William pub, adjacent to the shop was a small lane that lead to the local garden allotments, my father had one of these.
Combe Down was, and still is a lovely village, albeit too many cars these days.
Summer Lane leads on to Monkton Combe another lovely old village with its renowned school, and nestling in a beautiful valley.
School
There was a man called Mr Cole that lived along North Road pass the Horseshoe, both his children went to Combe Down Junior School. The girl was called Rebecca, but I cannot remember the boy's name. The father always took pictures and I am sure he must have a collection of them somewhere, it would be great to see them. I did have some old postcards, but stupidly disposed of them. I love living in Combe Down.
Convalescent Home, Combe Down
I personally do not have any memories of Combe Down, but I do have my mother's memories and a photograph of the Convalescent Home, Combe Down, where I was born! In 1941 my pregnant mother left London due to the bombing and moved to Newton St Loe to stay with her parents, dad was in the air force. Shortly before my birth she was admitted to the home which was apparently being used as a maternity hospital. She has told me several stories of her time there - one night along with a couple of other young expecting mums she climbed out of a window and they all went out for the evening. Of course later they were all in trouble with the matron. After I was born my dad had a couple of days leave and travelled for two days to visit us. On arriving he was so tired he climbed up on her bed and fell... Read more
Saunders And The Little Shop
Saunders was a sweet shop. The old black rickety split door, that I can still hear rattle now as it opened, and you stepped down two steps to get to the shop. Mr and Mrs Saunders, an elderly couple, ran it for years. I remember the step ladder they had to climb to get the sweets off the top shelf. The Little Shop was an aladins cave of toys and artistic meterials. Glitter tubes, Christmas cards and crate paper spring to mind. Mrs.Gould Gouldsmith? from Gladstone Road owned it. To the left stood an old red Phone Box. A drungway or pathway that led to Summer Lane via some steep steps. There was some waste ground where the Come Down school is now situated and we used to catch lizards there. We must have been quick and very patient.
