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Emborough maps
Historic maps of Emborough and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Emborough maps
Emborough photos
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Stratton-On-The-Fosse| Litton| Farrington Gurney| Midsomer Norton| Holcombe| Stoke St Michael| East Harptree| Croscombe| Radstock| Dinder| Shepton Mallet| Kilmersdon| Doulting| West Harptree| Wells| Bishop Sutton| Priddy| Wookey Hole| Compton Martin
Emborough area books
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FAMILY FROM GURNEY SLADE
My father's family was from Gurney Slade. His father was Alfred and his mother was Helen. Alfred was a gardener at a 'big house' - so I was told - before he moved to South Wales for work in the mining industry. My father, Reginald James, was born in Wales within a very short time of their removal there in November 1908. My father took us on holiday to the west country sometimes, and I remember calling at the post office in Gurney Slade in the mid-50s. My dad asked a postman if anyone in the village was called Hill, and the postman replied, 'too bloody many'!
Fun!!
I worked in Chewton Mendip in 1968, at Bathway Farm which was a racing stables. It was an amazing job and a wonderful place to work. Every Sunday lunchtime down to the Waldegrave Arms!! 3 of us shared a cottage on Nedge called Swallowsloft, that little house was amazing! Chewton is a beautiful place and I'll never forget my time there.
A Country Drive Around Somerset
Having retired and moved to the West Country my wife Elizabeth and I set out to explore the area. Our new home is in Tiverton, Devon, but gradually we explored further and further afield and we remember a lovely drive to Wells and going along Somerset lanes through beautiful villages like East Harptree, Rookham, Chewton Mendip and down towards Taunton on our way home.
Great-Grandfather
Gilbert Evans was from Farrington Gurney.
Grandparents And Father
Grandparents lived in Farrington Gurney and my father was born there in 1922.
Grandfather was Rees West-Gaul, father Geoffrey West-Gaul, does anyone know the family?
WELSH'S GROCERY SHOP
When I was a little girl, my mother, Violet Helmore, would take me into Welsh's regularly to do her shopping. Biscuits could be bought loose then as could sugar tea etc. I always thought that I was a good little girl, but apparently not, as my mother would warn me before entering the shop "Be a good girl, because Mr Ratcliffe (the manager) has a room at the back of the shop, where he keeps naughty little girls in boxes". I had this overwelming fear of Mr Ratcliff, poor innocent man that he was, amd can you imagine what would happen if one was overheard to say such things these days. But we are talking of the early 1950s, and oh the memories of the lovely shops. Mr & Mrs Matthews with her strait-laced hair, but oh the divine sweets they sold. A cornucopia of all things delightful. Then Jenkins fish & chip shop with young Nigel who was in my class at school. The Palladium was THE place to go, both for... Read more
Hinton Blewett 1945-1946
I first saw Hinton Blewett on a late September day when arriving at my prep school, Colchester House. This was housed in Hinton Blewett Manor, which was its wartime home. Its true home was in Clifton, Bristol but that had been requisitioned during the war so the school was in borrowed accommodation. The headmaster was Mr K A Moresby, a bachelor, but very fond of boys! He liked to have them stripped naked in his study at the beginning and end of term for weighing and measuring. Nevertheless it was a very happy school and I learnt a lot in the year I was there. I remember cycle rides into the nearby country, seeing lots of horse-drawn farm equipment and seeing haymaking the hard way. Pick-up balers did not then exist. I remember the narrow lanes and views of Blagdon Lake.
Regretfully it all came to an end in July 1946 as Mr Moresby couldn't afford to pay for the building in Clifton to be made good and decided to... Read more
