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Saxby| Freeby| Skillington| Thorpe Arnold| Branston| Colsterworth| Scalford| Burton Lazars| Cottesmore| Melton Mowbray| Little Dalby
Coston area books
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New Farm
I attended Edmondthorpe village school from 1947 to 1953. I live at New Farm with my grandparent Harry and Ethel Gresham. My mother Betty Bratby, nee Gresham, my two brothers Jim and Tim Bratby, uncles John, Harry and Paul. A lodger Frank Lay. At the beginning we had German prisoners of war working alongside my uncles on the farm, along with villages we helped get the potato harvest in. My great-grandparents lived just down the road in a farm labourer's cottage until they died. The farm had milking cows, sheep, bullocks, veal calves, and grain crops. The school had just one teacher, Mrs Rochester, who taught all the eleven children, age ranges from 4 to 11. School dinner we had Mrs Allwood who cooked and served. I can remember some name of the pupils. Dawn Clark, Marline Meadows, Rita Meadows, Aubrey Barrett, David Barrett, Jim Bratby, Denis Dickinson, ? Clarke, Carol Walker, Roger Walker. Local people Walker, Clark, Barrett, Allcot (who kept the post office until taken over by my Auntie-in-law Catherine Gresham), Ginder,... Read more
I Use to Live Here
I use to live here in the early 1950s. My dad was in the Canadian Air Force. My maiden name was Lolly Botting. I am planing a visit next year and have been trying to find some photos on line. If anyone remembers me please e-mail me.
Family History
Family holidays were spent in Whissendine so in 1940 I was evacuated from London to stay with my grandmother Annie Buzzard. I went to the village school so remember a lot of village names, my Uncle Cecil Buzzard was also well known in the village. Most of my ancestors are buried in St Andrew's graveyard. My name was Barbara Parkinson. I would love to hear from anyone who is still around and remembers me (we are all quite old now).
Emma And John Hewerdine
I remember my grandma telling me that her mum, Frances Hewerdine, came from beautiful Scalford and she was a real lady, and somewhere along the line Frances's parents had a dress shop. Sadly I don't know where Emma and John were buried, or I would take flowers. Does anyone else have memories along these lines to share? I would love to share someone's memories of Scalford for about 1850 onwards.
Burton Races - I Remember Going to Burton Races 1938 And1939
I remember going to Burton Races in 1938 and1939. I cannot remember whether they were held after that but if they were, I was there.I remember pestering the bookmakers and hanging around them, they finally gave us six or seven pencils and that worked. I also remember the Prince of Wales coming to see my grandad who had reserved a special parking place for him at the top corner of the paddock, it was the best spot and you could see over the whole course. I also attended at the gate and would not open it until someone who was with him put his hand in his pocket, it was always sixpence and then I would let them in, all smiles and a pat on the head. I would then run his parking spot and take the rope down for him. He would go and see my grandad and grandma. I have no doubt the person who paid me sixpence put his hand in his pocket again, I never got... Read more
Nostalgia
I think the landlord's name was George. Can't remember his wife's name. The food was marvellous, the atmosphere and friendliness second to none. The Vista Golf was installed during 1969
Cottesmore 1969
My name was Liz Shepherd and we were new arrivals. I remember Dick Broom in the village shop that sold everything from Brussell sprouts to Royal Doulton and was also the Post Office. The butcher would leave his straw hat hanging outside his shop when he wasn't there so you didn't waste time walking up the yard. The amazement when one of the thatched cottages on the main street I think was sold for £1500. Most people thought the purchaser was mad. The Vulcan bombers taking off and returning. I was receptionist in the Officers Mess at RAF Cottesmore and thoroughly enjoyed every minute.
