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Dunsdale maps

Historic maps of Dunsdale and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Dunsdale maps

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Memories of Dunsdale

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I remember the freedom we had that we couldn't afford our children. A few of us girls would set off for the day and just roam and play all day and go home when we were tired and/or hungry. As children we built dens in the woods, collected primroses (tut tut) and sailed an old long tin bath on the ponds of the falls' field or down the stream leading to the bridge from the Easter Banks. I also remember that at one point the bus fare to Redcar was 10d (old 10 pence, less thatna new .5p) and a bag of chips really was a 'six penneth'. We once walked to Toketts Mill and found one of the old mine shafts in the wood, badly fenced off then and with a terrific drop inside... and it had animal corpses in it that stank!! More pleasant memories were of one of Mrs Gorrard (not sure if that spelling is correct) in the village making home-made toffee and... Read more

Dunsdale

My maiden name is Mowbray. My two sisters (Sheila, Barbara) and I attended Dunsdale School under the guidance of Miss More a formidable spinster of large proportions to a small child!! I have a picture of myself and Susan Weighell sitting at our desk and taken during the 1950's. The corrugated sheet building that was the school - with it's outside toilets, stood to the right as you face the garage and where there has been a playground for several years. We lived on Redcar Road and the view from the back of the property looked towards the old 'Soapwell Lodge' that was demolished years ago. I remember way too much to fill this space but I do remember the shop on the corner house where New Row meets the road and remember seeing the water well underneath the boards where the customers stood. I remember the Falls Field - all smoothed out by a tip during the 60/70s; the Easter Banks where, as a family we... Read more

Cleveland memories

Growing up in Yearby

Hi, I lived in Yearby from 1951 to 1966, I went to the village school, teacher was a Miss Lord, I had lots of fun. Children from Dunsdale joined in to make around 20 attending. Fond memories of all the people who lived there during my time. The village has changed a lot, do not know if it is for the better. I lived with my parents and brother Richard at No 1 Fishpond Road before moving into a new home at the back of Raine's garage, courtesy of the farm owner George Towers who my father worked for all the time we lived in Yearby. If anyone wants any information, providing I can remember please do get in touch. Cheers.

The Time of my Life

Hi ! My name is Martine and I am French. I came to New Marske by chance when I started to study English and I staid with the Alexanders and their three children, Jean, John and Moira. I had a great time with them and I enjoyed it so much that I came over there every summer for three years in a row. I was a massive fan of England and I wanted to stay. Life decided otherwise and I never came back until three years ago, when I had the opportunity to make the jump. Now I live and work in Brighton but I can't wait to pay a visit to Yorkshire.
The area must have changed quite a lot over the years and I wonder wether I will recognize the places I loved so much.
Life was very peaceful. The people who lived there were very friendly and the Alexanders were incredibly nice to me.
I would be very grateful if I could find a way to have... Read more

Townfoot Farm

I was born 1949 and lived at Townfoot Farm till 1957. I knew of the Tinniswoods, I am not sure which generation. My dad was a friend of Loise Judson and I remember the son John. I had a friend in Andrew Kidd and were good friends of the family. My grandad was Stan Cranston the butcher from KO. I went to school in the small white building by the swimming pool with its wind-up gramaphone. We moved to a farm near Banbury in 1957 and later near Stratford on Avon in 1963. I joined British Airways in 1972 and retired in 2004. I have several relatives in the area. Jim and Cristine Peat of Ostrich fame, and the Monkhouses and Ingledews. EMail: harrysiddall@yahoo.co.uk

Upleatham Church

I remember that The Green Howards (Army) did a renovation on the church some years ago. It could be anywhere between 1960 / 1970 ish, but I do remember that as a philatelist, a First Day Cover was issued and I bought one. Unfortunately I sold on my collection, so can't pinpoint that event. I know that they did a great clean up job, whitewashing the inner church and doing a general tidy up. I have recently been up to take my own photographs for my church 'Newsletter' as I do write up places of interest as a feature.
If anyone could furnish me with facts about the church I would be pleased to hear from them. My email is jim.humphrey@ntlworld.com

Upleatham

We lived in Upleatham, my gran, grandad and my mum and dad. I was really young and my grandparents had lived there for a long time. We lived in a row of houses as the centre of the village and my grandad worked in the local saw mill and had other jobs. We had no electricity and no running hot or cold water. We had an outhouse at the back of the house up a hill. It was really cold going up there in winter! No bathroom and the men used to shave in the kitchen using the sink. I remember that grandad had the kind of razor that he sharpened on a leather strap.
My mum and gran had to do everything by hand, baking, washing and all the housework. Upleatham was a nice community and we knew everyone in the village. There were rooks that inhabited the woods behind our house and my grandad taught me everything about the nature around us.
We took the bus into Saltburn... Read more

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