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Wonderful Times Spent With my Grandparents
My mother and her family are from Stiffkey. I was christened in the Stiffkey church in September of 1965. My grandparents lived at Camping Hill and I was always visiting them. I have lovely memories of their beautiful garden and allotment, and the many walks down to the marsh to swim in the tide pools and collect the heather. My beloved grandparents passed away in 1987, but I still visit from time to time (it's not that easy as I now live in California). Stiffkey is a beautiful village and I treasure all my lovely memories.
Wells-Next-The.sea
I was born in Wisbech and lived in the White House, Burnt Street throughout my childhood. My mother Mary Kitson founded the drama group and was the first lady mayoress of Wells. My father George Kitson died when I was 11. He and his brother Frank once owned the Crown Hotel. He also owned the Edinburgh pub. I have two brothers, Michael and John. I attended the Primary School and was particularly friendly with three girls, Gwen Freezer, Tessa Hazelton and Patricia Webb. We would often cycle to Holkham Park. At the age of 11 I was sent to a convent boarding school in Swaffham which I absolutely hated. I live abroad now but visited Wells last month and had a walk on Holkham beach where I spent a lot of my childhood and also walked up Market Lane. So nostalgic! I also visited Rodney Crafer. I went to school with his sister Diana. I am in... Read more
Happy Days
My name is Barbara Annison, nee Wyer. I was born in Binham in 1948, we lived in a house on the green facing the market cross. My dad worked on the farm nearby and as children we used to play in the stables and barns. There was a lovely big derelict house there, but we were forbidden to go in as it was deemed unsafe, needless to say we did! I have so many lovely memories as a child playing catchers, hide and seek and marbles, my cousin Edna had the loveliest marbles I have ever seen. Every year the fair came to Binham for a few days, there was great excitement watching the rides and stalls being set up, we had a birds' eye view from our house. Although we were certainly not wealthy it was such a happy time for my sister, brothers and me, my mum and dad worked very hard for us, we had no indoor toilet or time saving gadgets... Read more
No 489 Squadron Flew From RAF Langham
A commemorative brass plaque in the church of St Andrew and St Mary, Langham was erected in memory of these men of 489 Torpedo Bomber Squadron RNZAF (and their comrades in other Coastal Command Squadrons) who were killed in action whilst based at Langham
The No 489 Squadron personnel were:
20 April 1944 – Den Helder
152293 Fg. Off. Robert Lawrence WHITE RAFVR
123025 Fg. Off. Brinley Edward STOURTON RAFVR
14 May 1944 - Patrol Listafjord to Okso Light area, Norway
NZ415780 Fg. Off. Ivan. Alfred. PETTITT; RNZAF
151519 Fg. Off. Charles Harris LOWCOCK RAFVR
19 May 1944 - Anti E-boat patrol
NZ417145 Plt Off. James Alan Skirrow WRIGHT, RNZAF.
142554 Fg. Off. William Hugh Iain. CAMERON; RAFVR.
151384 Fg. Off. Laurie Aubrey WRIGHT RAFVR
1579216 Flt Sgt Robert MACQUAKER (sic) RAFVR
5 Jun 1944 - Dual pilot day training
89825 Sqn... Read more
My Mum Grace Leeder.
I have a few memories of Hindringham, I was born in Binham but my mum was born at Folly farm Hindringham the youngest of nine children. Sadly she is no longer with us, she often used to tell us about her childhood. She had to walk to the village school, sometimes the dog went with her then made it's own way home. She told me she used to take the cows to graze along the road when she was young.Her father was very strict and she was sent to bed sometimes with no tea,but her mother used to sneak something up to her when he went out. She often told us about the time she was chased by a bull, she frightened me, to this day I am terrified of them! When she married my dad Cyril Wyer she moved to Binham. Every year we would go to Hindringham sports, taking a picnic, it was a lot of fun. We used to visit aunt Jessie and... Read more
My Memories of Hindringham
I was born in Hindringham to Eva and John (Jack) Smith and attended the village school (the one at the foot of Church Hill). The principal was Miss Flood and the infant teacher Miss McDonald. My mother ran the village shop (this is now a B & B and prior to this the Post Office - run and owned by my eldest sister Florence). Dad had a smallholding near Field House. The shop was often a meeting place for young and not so young. Mum would open up at seven'ish in the mornings for the newspapers and supplied paper rounds to Binham and Thursford. Hardware, oil, paraffin, cigarettes, confectionary and soft drinks were also sold and Mum owned two petrol pumps for the sale of petrol which used to be pumped by hand. The village had its own bakery (Mr Gaskin) postman ('Sausage' Martin), Vicar (Mr Kewely and then Mr Tugwell), coal supplier (Howard Bros), grocery shop (Mr Temple) and Mr Guymer would sell groceries from his horse and cart.... Read more
My Childhood Years
Hi everyone, I'd like to say that I spent a great deal of time in Hindringham when I was growing up. I had 2 sets of grandparents who lived there and2 aunts and cousins Alfred and Laura Martins and Eva and Billy Howell, an Aunt Enid, Aunt Milly and many cousins. I rememeber the walks from The Elms to Bale Road in the dark and being scared to death as we lived in a town where it was all lit up. I remember the old shop and the bakery and everyone laughing at my accent as it was more Londoner. I was christened in St Martin's Church and have many relations there. If anyone knows of my family please contact me on: suziewong2022334@aol.com
