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Great Barugh maps
Historic maps of Great Barugh and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Great Barugh maps
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Great Barugh area books
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Memories of Great Barugh
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Robson And Hodgson Ancestors
My great great grandfather Francis Robson was born here about 1847 to James Robson and Mary, who was a Hodgeson before marriage. I think he had a sister called Patience and brother called Johnathan. Francis walked all the way to Bridlington to find work,where he married and had a large family. I would love to find out if any decendants of the other children are still living in the area. Also who were Jame's parents?
Cum Agen Cafe
This picture brings back very happy memories for me, as it shows my grandparents' (Arthur and Madge Douglas) shop and cafe (Cum agen Cafe) where we spent many, many happy times. Pickering certainly has changed since then. On the left is the old Labour Exchange above which was a flat where Olive Watson used to live, then Cum Agen Cafe (now a vets), then what is now the Crossways Hotel (used to be grain shop run by the Honis family and then a cafe run by the Frank Family. A family called Stead used to live on the first and second floors. The row of shops/cottages following on was demolished when they built the roundabout. At the top, facing down Eastgate is the Forest and Vale Hotel. A fair used to come to Pickering every year and was set up on the car park in front of the houses.
Beck Isle Ponies
My auntie and uncle Peggy and Raymond Cook used to own a riding school, they called it Beck Isle Ponies, can anyone else remember them? I lost touch with them when I was only little.
Church Going Memories.
I lived in Malton for many years and as a schoolboy sang in the church choir. Services alternated on Sundays between St Leonard's Church (the one with a spire) and the older St Michael's church in the Market Place. St Leonard's was eventually transferred to the Malton catholic following as diminishing membership of the Church of England Church could not support both buildings.
Home Town
The place where I was born and grew up.
Clifford Egan
My father Clifford Egan passed away at 80 years old on the 27th July last year, 2010. He was brought up in Kirbymoorside and had wanted to return there for a visit for many years, but due to ill health he didn't make it back. I know from family records that his mother Florence Egan and father John Egan ran a shop in the town at Dale End, there are now new houses built on this site. If anybody has a photo of the shop I would be very interested to see it and also if anybody remembers the family it would be nice to hear your memories. Kevin.
Happy Days
I have happy memories of going down to the swing bridge in the school holidays when we visited our grandma in Huttons Ambo, long summer days going down to Leamans' shop for a block of ice cream and running back up the hill before it melted. Grandma Allen lived at Wolds View Cottages, we would go with her to clean the church and would play in the churchyard till she was ready. She seemed to always to be cleaning for people, she was widowed and lived there with our uncle Steve, he would take us up and down the lane on his tractor. Went to the school there for a while in 1955 when our mother was ill, Mrs Ronald was the school mistress and lived two doors away from Grandma's. Lovely little village which has not changed, and so reminds me so much of my childhood whenever I go back.
