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Givendale maps
Historic maps of Givendale and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Givendale maps
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Skelton-On-Ure| Bishop Monkton| Ripon| Kirby Hill| Burton Leonard| Boroughbridge| Studley Royal| Fountains| Aldborough| Topcliffe| Helperby| Sawley| Ripley| Shaw Mills| Burnt Yates
Givendale area books
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My Brother Arthur Drowned in The River Ure
My brother Arthur drowned in the River Ure.Does anyone remember this, and the Thorpe family?
Tank Crossing
Does anyone remember the tank crossing that was built at the River Ure at Bridge Hewick? It was built so that Sherman tanks could practice moving in water for the later Normandy landings in 1944. We used to see them every day as we passed over the bridge on our way to school in Ripon. Has anybody got a photograph of the tanks in the river at that time? If so let me know please with contact details.
RAF Dishforth
My brother was stationed here during his National Service. I was 9 years old in 1953 and I remember very vividly writing letters to him and receiving the same from him. He thoroughly enjoyed his time there. He was also able, when he got a 48 hour pass, to get a lift home with a potato merchant, who had a depot in Thirsk, and one in Motherwell where we stayed. All Bill had to do was phone them and they would pick him up at RAF Dishforth and drop him off at our house and repeat the journey on the way back. If there are any aircraftsmen still living from that time feel free to contact me.
6th Birthday Party
My grandparents lived in the large house that you can mainly see on the bridge (with the three windows on the second floor) throughout the 1950,s and 60's. I was told that Mary Queen of Scotts made her way through the basement of the house to find refuge in the house of sanctuary which was at that time situated behind the property. An original door which she passed through was still present at the time of my grandparent's residency there, which had a heart shape carved out of it. This door always intrigued me as a child. I spent many happy hours in the house, and in particular I can remember my 6th birthday party which my grandmother arranged for me. We had such great fun, with lots of delicious food and great party games. When evetually my family moved from the property, sadly in my mind, it was converted into flats.
Saturday Visits to The Spa Baths
Many Saturdays would find my friends and I catching a bus for the 11 miles journey to Ripon. It was the nearest swimming place for us and how we enjoyed the day out. If we had a few coppers left we would buy beans on toast at a local cafe and think ourselves very grown up. Now I live in far away Australia, but still love to visit the town every year or so, as our daughter and family made it their home.
Ripon Girls High School
I remember going to Ripon Girls High School with all the other girls in uniform, my dad had the Ripon Confectionary Company, a sweet shop in Ripon, my friends loved it when I brought sweets to school. The store was right next to Woolworths. I remember the bridge well although it has been many many years since I have been there. Wonder if anyone remembers Marion Clayton?
My Fiancee
I met a young lady named Pat Brown, who lived at 3 Station Cottages in Wormald Green. I was a young army apprentice from nearby Harrogate and I first met Pat at the cinema in Harrogate one weekend. I was posted abroad to Germany when my training finished. I kept in contact with Pat and eventually became engaged. But I had to go back to Germany and Pat was seduced by an older man named James Lindsay who was already married and in his forties. She broke off our engagement and married him. He died in the mid 80s as I found out when I wrote to Pat on the off-chance, but she was already with another guy so once again the love of my life escaped me. I moved to Australia to find a new life but always my thoughts return to Wormald Green and those Station Cottages where my first love was born and blossomed into a beatiful rose. Pat if you read this, please contact me, I... Read more
