Doncaster, Grammar School 1893
Doncaster, Grammar School 1893 Ref: 31990
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My father at Doncaster grammar school
My father John Granville Turner attended Doncaster Grammar School in the 1910s. He was born in 1904 so would have started in the early 1910s, I assume. He was for a time a boy soprano at the school. He also spent at least one Christmas at Shibden Hall but there is no record of him there so I wonder if he visited to sing, as I believe the owner at that time invited a choir to sing carols. If anybody has any knowledge which could confirm he attended the school or visited Shibden - or refute both - I and the rest of the family would be very interested. He died in 1964 and all his immediate family which lived in the Halifax/Tickhill area are now deceased. Incidently, he took my brother and myself to Shibden Hall around 1955 but my only memories are of being scared that the floor didn't look very safe, and of a bus which had crashed off whatever hill we climbing and was at lying on its side far below (to me). Any information would be most interesting.
Thank you.
Richard Granville Turner
Shared on 07 December 2008
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My father at Doncaster grammar school
My father John Granville Turner attended Doncaster Grammar School in the 1910s. He was born in 1904 so would have started in the early 1910s, I assume. He was for a time a boy soprano at the school. He also spent at least one Christmas at Shibden Hall but there is no record of him there so I wonder if he visited to sing, as I believe the owner at that time invited a choir to sing carols. If anybody has any knowledge which could confirm he attended the school or visited Shibden - or refute both - I and the rest of the family would be very interested. He died in 1964 and all his immediate family which lived in the Halifax/Tickhill area are now deceased. Incidently, he took my brother and myself to Shibden Hall around 1955 but my only memories are of being scared that the floor didn't look very safe, and of a bus which had crashed off whatever hill we climbing and was at lying on its side far below (to me). Any information would be most interesting.
Thank you.
Richard Granville Turner
Shared on 07 December 2008
I lived in Rawmish, and as a special treat my dad's mate Tony Williams got his mate the caretaker to let me have my own personal look roun't castle. My dad used to work at the pit offices in Denaby. When I used to go and see my dad in't olidays I'd go train spotting to the station and then ride home making sure I went via the castle.
Shared on 23 May 2008
I was brought up in Tennyson Avenue off Sprotborough Road and at weekends in the Summer would cycle 20 or so miles all around south Yorkshire. If on the way to Conisbrough, Barnbrough or the River Don we would pass the Ivanhoe Hotel which, to a 14 year old in 1950 looked to be a very grand place indeed. If a cricket match was taking place on the large field at the back of the hotel we would often abandon our planned bike ride and watch the game. I believe that some very famous YCC players appeared in Yorkshire League matches at this ground.
The Hotel was the original venue for the meetings of the Doncaster Motor Club. Founder members of the club included my father Charles Edward (Charlie) Flinders, Dr Burns and the Raynes brothers Cyril and Eddie who ran the motor cycle dealership in Doncaster. The hotel was often the assembly point for "outings" of the Club and on a typical Sunday in the heyday of convoy style day trips to Bridlington, Scarborough or Flamborough, up to thirty solo motor bikes, motor bikes and sidecars and (for the rather better paid) cars, would fill the arena at the front of the hotel.
My father would recount tales of people he met in the Ivanhoe including, during WW11, Douglas Bader and after the war the heavyweight boxing Champion Bruce Woodcock who I believe was very fond of a pint or two, or more.
Shared on 10 March 2007
We lived in Branton upto 1978 for 15yrs in St Vincent's Ave. As children we played in the Windmill at the top of the road, there was a staircase that ran to the top floor and then you went through a hatch onto this top level. The house in front of it was a working farm and was then demolished, a builder called Jack Moss built the present one.
The road to Doncaster out of this side of the village was a little winding one with a ditch on the left side and the school was just to the right of the present roundabout going into Old Cantley. One winter mum took us to school in dad's new car, a Triumph Vitesse, and we ended upside down in the ditch because of the ice, dad was not happy when mum told him about the accident.
We played on the new motorway when it was being made, the best time was when the workers finished for the day and we could play on the giant tipper lorries and earth scrapers, keeping an eye out for the security guard who struck fear into small boys, and I was caught by him once, we were super vigilant after that. The sand and dirt off the motorway, when it was being levelled, used to get into our house and mum kept all the windows and doors closed, it got very, very hot inside that summer.
Before the moterway we walked to Old Cantley down Mill Lane to the shop/post office opposite the end of Mill Lane which was in one of the little row of terraced houses.
Shared on 09 June 2008
