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Army Camp Rearsby
I lived in the army camp in the Rearsby area - looking for it on the maps, but cannot find it. Does anyone have an idea where it was? I had great times there, most were wooden huts. One day, we had a lightning fire ball come in to the house though a window and bounced around the room. We all stood and watched, to scared to move and then it disappeared, we could not believe it...I also remember the headlights of a car that had run into the tree and the police left them there as a warning to others,it was between Rearsby and the Camp..I also attended school in Reasby ,between 1949 and 1952.
Happy Days!
Our second son, Sam, was born very shortly after we moved to Thrussington from Kent in 1972. We'll never forget the kindness and support shown to us by people in the village where we had only been for three weeks. The following five years were equally enjoyable and we were very sorry to leave in 1977. We made many friends while we lived in Leicestershire, most from the village, which, though small, had much to offer its residents, especially the river, the church, the school and its two pubs. Looking back, it seems like a golden age for us. We have at last arrived in another village that is as good in Kent, but we are still nostalgic for lovely Thrussington.
The Old Rectory, Now Called
It was Dec 1965, and my sister Ellen Blackham and I sailed to England from Perth, Western Australia, to spend time with my sister Doris Whitby. Doris and her husband Roy had purchased The Old Rectory in the late 1950s. It was no longer required as a rectory and was therefore put on the market. I will never forget driving down Station Lane on that grey afternoon in December and seeing Beechcroft (my sister named it that because of the huge Beech tree that was growing on the right of the building) for the first time. Christmas was approaching and we were excited to be celebrating it here at Beechcroft with the possibility of a white Christmas as well. We walked through the village singing Christmas carols, and then people came back to Beechcroft and in the huge kitchen we had fruit mince pies and hot cocoa. Wonderful memories!!
Ellen and I stayed for 18 months. Our memories of Beechcroft and the village of Asfordby will remain in our hearts... Read more
Beechcroft (Rectory)
I had the pleasure of living in Beechcroft since the day I was born in 1954, my parents and grandparents had bought the rectory, named a "White Elephant"as no one had lived in it for 4 years. During that time we had birthday parties on the front lawn, unless of course you were born in January. My parents loved to have BBQ's in the grounds. My sister and I had our weddings here and walked across the lawn to the church. I remember the cellars - cold, dark but exciting, lots of stories have been written about secret passages to the river. The house was magnificent and I still miss it now. I travel to the UK from Australia often, and just sit in the grounds and relive my youth. We as kids played in the grounds, searched in the fields for mushrooms and climbed the trees. I did not like walking past the graveyard at night to get home off the last bus, so my mum was always there... Read more
The Cottage on The Green
The cottage on the left of this photo was where my great grandfather and his ten children lived at the turn of the 20th century. He was a butcher. There was a slaughterhouse at the back of the property. They lived there from about 1895 to 1908.
Evacuation to Keyham
I was evacuated with my school, Burleigh Road, Tuffnell Park, to Keyham on Sep 3rd 1939. I was 6. I sat with a girl called Ruth in the Village Hall and we were picked up by someone in some cottages at the end of the street and slept on the floor, using an outdoor loo in 'the backs'. The sons of the house would lock us in there sometimes! I was taken away by Mrs & Miss Tunnicliffe to the Dog & Gun up the road where I stayed for a while, till my Mum took me back to London, just as the bombing really began! I remember the hunt met there and there were bats in the evening. I was then called Terry, or Teresa, Coan.
Barn Croft.
The house in the middle is where I lived from 1972. The address is 62 Main Street and the house was called Barn Croft. The house on the right was a farm and the house that the middle house was built on was part of the farmyard. When the farm closed, one of the daughters had this built c1930. She lived there until she died c1970. Her name was Olive Clarke and was one of three girls I believe. The house had a barn at the bottom of the garden, converted in 1990 after my father sold the property in 1985. I have some belongings of Olive's like an autograph book and a booklet on cruises dated 1909.
