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Fiddington maps
Historic maps of Fiddington and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Fiddington maps
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Fiddington area books
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Memories of Fiddington
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A Memory of Coultings, nr Fiddington
In April 1963, my ex husband and I moved from Nottingham to Coultings, he to work on a farm owned by the Triggol family. We lived in a thick-walled cottage on the main road through Coultings, which had a Victorian letter box in the wall of one of the other houses. There weren't many residents of the hamlet, some farm workers and families and a few others. There was a phone box, and the travelling library came every couple of weeks, which was wonderful. The bus went through twice a week to Bridgewater which is where we shopped. The bakers van came a couple of times a week and the butcher also, and there was a converted ambulance that came through with groceries and fresh fish. Although that was a bit expensive for the humble wage that a farm worker earned back then. The cottage we lived in was fairly old, but did have a bathroom built on and a Rayburn in the kitchen, and a fireplace in... Read more
Somerset memories
An Evacuee's Memory
I was evacuated to Over Stowey in 1939 at the start of the Second World War. I was lucky becauseIi was with my mother and brother and sister, who was a babe in arms. I was ten years old and my brother was eight. Two ladies were owners of the house where we stayed, which is the house next to the church in the photograph. We were with another family from the same street in London and one of the children was my playmate in London. We were evacuated from Canning Town in east London. We were only there for four days because we had bread and jam for breakfast, tea and supper for 3 days running. When my mother asked if they ever had meat, the lady said they thought that's all we had in London. She said we would have a special meal the next day. It was called Jugged Hare, which was hung in the orchard for a week until there were thousands of maggots in it... Read more
How Things Change
This is my house where I was brought up since the age of 10. How things change over the years - it is no longer a post office, it changed to a cafe and now is a two-bed bungalow attched to the house behind.
Memories of my Childhood
I was born in 1956, in Wiltshire, but my first memories are of Pawlett, where we moved, when I was very small. It was a smaller, quiter village than it is even now. I went to the village school, on the village green, next to the church. I believe it's now someone's home. My first memories there are of making paper lanterns, and the Christmas decorations hanging from the ceiling, I don't know why. I had to walk there, via a long but very narrow lane, which led from the 'main' road, to the school door, locally called 'The Drain'. I recall our school meals having been cooked off site, being delivered to us, through the brick gateway, into the playground, in large metal churns. I also recall the toilet block at the bottom of the playground. When we were kids, we used to go down to the river Parrett, past Cooks farm, with no restrictions on where we could go, and sit on the riverbank, watching Dad fish for eels... Read more
Childhood
My father came to Townsend Farm as the tenant in Sept 1940. The farmhouse is shown on the left in the picture titled Townsend. At that time I was only 15 months. My earliest memories are of the later war years. We had evacuees from Bristol living in part of the house. I also remember sitting on the garden wall which was alongside the main road and being thrown chewing gum by the American soldiers billeted at the nearby camp at Alfoxden. My brother and the boy in the other half of the house, Vernon, were green with envy when they got home from school.
My father had milking cows, milked by hand in the war years. He supplied milk to the villagers which had to be collected from the farm by the village children and delivered to their neighbours before going to school. I well recollect ladeling out a pint or half-pint measure into an enamel jug or can with lid and well schooled... Read more
Shopping Memories.
My father was a greengrocer and his shop appears in this photograph on the left side going into the Rex Cinema arcade, a butchers shop was on the right side. During the war years and into the very early 1950s, he was the largest greengrocer in Bridgwater, having the Eastover shop and one in Taunton Road, my parents looking after one each. They also had a third shop which my sister ran for several years. That section of Eastover, including the Rex arcade, Mr Jeal the ironmonger and several other shops were demolished in the early 1960s to make way for the rather bland row of shops that now occupy the spot.
Holidays
We spent many a happy holiday in the Bridgwater area, sometimes staying on a farm just outside Bridgwater and in later years in a flat in the holiday village in nearby Burnham on Sea. Many wonderful memories of my dead parents and dogs!
