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Wilma Rutherford
Does any one have any memories of a Wilma Rutherford? She was a friend of my mother's and I would love to hear any memories of her.
George Fraser/Frazer
Does anyone know of a George Frazer/Fraser who lived in Acomb. I think he was a butcher and was good friends with my mum.
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Wilma Rutherford
Does anyone have any memories of Wilma Rutherford? I know she lived in Acomb around the 1960s. She was my mother. I would be grateful for any momory no matter how small or insignificant it may seem to you. What was she like? Who was she friends with? etc. Thank you in anticipation.
An Exciting Place to be Born
I was born in Dilston Nursing Home in May 1942. My uncle lived at Dilston House which is now luxury self-catering accommodation. We returned many times during the 1940s and 1950s and I remember wading at the edge of the Devils Water.
Headmaster's Son Remembers
I was interested to read the memories of those who attended this school during the war years because the headmaster, whose name was mentioned, was my father, Bill Scott. At that time, the school was operated by Newcastle upon Tyne Education Committee. My father, arrived there with the first evacuated children in May 1940, and he remained in charge until the end of 1944, when it was closed down for an indefinite period. Some names of houses were mentioned. The full list was: Poplars, Oaks, Hawthorns, Chestnuts and Beeches. Each house had its own hut. Another hut was used as a medical centre and called Sycamores - a little bit of humour in those grim days. However, the atmosphere of the camp, as I recall it, was anything but grim. I am biased of course, but my father was known as a tough but fair man, and ways of maintaining discipline have of course changed greatly over the past 70 years. Over the years, I've run across men who were... Read more
Dukeshouse Wood Camp School Hexham (part One)
My school was one of the first to go to Dukeshouse Wood Camp School just outside Hexham. This was in November 1945 shortly after the Second World War with the lads from Gateshead at Alexandra Road school. Our dormitory was named Poplars at the top left, next to Oaks. On the opposite side was Hawthorns, Chestnuts, Beeches and the hospital Sycamore. The games room was next to Sycamore where we could play table tennis and other indoor games. There was usually a dance held at least once in this building when we were there organised by I think teacher Mr Chicken. Other teachers at the camp were Mr Simpson, and Mr Speed, both from our school. The meals area was at the bottom. At the very top was a playing field where I recall our lads representing Gateshead played South Shields lads in a football match. We got hammered 5-0. The headmaster at the camp then was Mr Mighalls who incidentally became headmaster at our school less than two years... Read more
The Cross Country Run
One of my main memories of camp is a cross country run, no ordinary run this one, it was November, it was freezing and pouring with rain, nonetheless we had to run, but the only kit we were allowed to wear was sandshoes and shorts, no socks and no tops. Anyway, away we went. It wasn't long before myself and another lad called Peter Jarvis were lagging behind, walking most of the time, to make matters worse one of my sandshoes came off in the clarts never to be seen again. By the time we got back I was in a sorry state but the other lad wasn't too bad. Now for the good bit, the camp had a nurse called Miss Montgomery who all the lads had a crush on, she took me in to the sick bay and put me into a nice hot bath, unfortunately she then left the room and came back some time later with some clothes, my imagination still runs wild to this day.... Read more
