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Danby| Castleton| Lealholm| Glaisdale| Egton| Rosedale Abbey| Moorsholm| Ellerby
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My Cousin, Pam
I have a cousin living in Danby. She was Pamela May Broomfield. She married a chap with the last name of Murphy. She was a Pharmacist, the last time I knew of her. It would be great to hear from her again. Last I knew her father Ken, sent a photo of the home she lived in, in Danby, with her zoo of animals.
Castleton Danby Road
My late mother ( nee ) Constance Mary Mould hailed from Castleton and nearby Westerdale. Her parents were John ( k/as Jack ) Mould and Mary (k/as May) Mould who also lived in High Street, Castleton, next door to the Flintoft family.
Many other relatives in and around Castleton - I last briefly visited there in 2006 from Canada where I now live.
A 'second cousin': Michael Mould also emigrated to an area near to me in Canada few years ago with his family.
The small detached cottage behind the white railings on the right of the picture , was owned by an elderly spinster relative: Hannah Dowson on my grandfather's side. Hannah was well known in the community and a staunch Methodist 'chapel lady'
I spent many happy summers in Castleton in my childhood and have fond memories of buying chocolate and pop at Scarths and buying homemade cakes at the small cake store a little further up the village, owned by an elderly lady.
Visit Late 1950s
Conscious that I had an 'auntie' in Glaisdale, I passed through on a holiday to Yorkshire. Getting off the steam train at Glaisdale, I asked a passerby for information, saying I knew I had relations in the village but only knew them as Auntie Winnie and Uncle Fred. I was immediately given instructions to their home where I received a very warm welcome, but sadly I have now forgotten their last name. I can remember they were extremely old. Can anyone now remember 'Auntie Winnie'? Anne Sell
In Memory
Starting in Westerdale, my daughter and I did a circular walk following my Mum's death in 1994. We chose that walk from the song sung by Paul Wheater. We did that walk many times in memory of her, before I moved to the USA in 2007. I shall be grateful for that memory.
Lucky Me
In 1959, when I was 8 years old I was fostered along with my brother and sister and went to live in Rosedale Abbey. Actually it was just outside Rosedale Abbey, in School Row. I attended the local village primary school and sang in the church choir along with my brother and sister. I even rang the church bell! The photographs of the village bring back such happy times. For example, during term time we used to do our sports lessons on the village green and every year we would all gather to watch the Milk Race, someting which alas is no more. I have such happy memories of the years I spent in Rosedale. The long summer holidays when we used to go fishing and fruit picking and even helping bring in the harvest with the local farmers. I also remember the winters when the snow was so deep we were unable to go to school because the bus could not get up the road to pick us up.... Read more
Childhood Dreams of Grosmont.
1942 was the year that my mother, Ethel Tyreman (nee Davidson) and sister Iris and brothers Harry, Fred, Frank and myself Eric, moved to Grosmont when our Whitby home was hit by German bombs. My dad, Fred, was a P.O.W in Germany. As a family of six, we lived in a one down, two up house in Waterloo Cottages. The house had no running water or electricity, and the toilet was a cinder closet around the back. Water was collected from a single communal tap along the street. The fireplace had a side oven on one side, and a water tank on the other side for hot water. Coal was in short supply, so our fire burnt logs collected from the Esk river...Happy days. Mother would bake bread in the side oven, and one Christmas she made a big christmas cake.It took all night to cook with a large branch of wood sticking out of the fire, and had to be eased gently under the oven. In the downstairs room we... Read more
Low Mills, Farndale
I remember staying at Low Mills with the Breckon family. When I first went there in about 1954/55 there was no electric and we went to bed by candle light. The toilet was a "dry closet" up several steep steps and across the vegetable garden.
My uncle who lived in Carlisle was Amos Breckon, son of Amos and Hannah.
I will always remember with fondness my stays in Farndale and by the time the family left in about the early 60s electric had been installed, but I feel sure the toilet was still across the garden.
I would love to hear from anyone who knew the Breckon family.
helen.strickland@virgin.net
