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Great Hatfield maps

Historic maps of Great Hatfield and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Great Hatfield maps

Great Hatfield photos

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Marton| Seaton| Hornsea| Aldbrough| Atwick| Leven| North Frodingham

Great Hatfield area books

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Memories of Great Hatfield

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Evacuated to Great Hatfield

I and my sister were sent to live with Mrs Prest and her daughter, Olive at "Brooklands", Great Hatfield. We were from Middlesex just outside London. We attended school under the watchful eye of Mrs Pearson of Hornsea. We were there for a year and three months. Prominent in my memory are the Clappisons, Hesks, Stainforths and a kindly lad called Howe. I heard of a request on the Wilfred Pickles radio show regarding my family. "Where are they now?". I was in England visiting from Canada in 1973 with my wife and daughter. I got the bus all the way up from Devon to Hull and finally got to Great Hatfield. Miss Prest was surprised to see us show up. What a nice time we had. Farmer Robinson showed my daughter young farm animals and she loved that. So glad I did this and we kept contact with Olive for a number of years. I remember the landmine that exploded nearest to "Brooklands" in 1940. Though about a... Read more

North Humberside memories

Withernwick Primary School

I attended Withernwick Primary School, starting 1996, now closed. The building still stands - I think they're not quite sure what to do with it! I hope the old conker tree still stands in the corner of the playground - everyone who attended will remember it.

Childrens Convalescence Home

I worked as a pre student nurse at the children's home. We took children from the West Yorkshire area suffering from Asthma and Eczema. Children from the age of 2 yrs until 12 yrs. A very strict Matron, scary in fact. We would take the children down to the beach, very large old fashioned prams. I was not allowed to continue my dancing lessons for exams, even when my Mother came to ask. We each had a saucer on the dining table with 2 ounces of margarine to last a week. Does anyone remember this place?

Sadness

Cliff Road c1950
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It's a terrible road to live on.

We Had A Caravan Here

The Cliffs And Beach c1955
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My family had a caravan in the field behind Johnsons Farm, opposite the corrugated iron clad cafe in the picture. At one end of the cafe were amusement machines such as; Jennings indian head, one armed bandits and other mechanical amusements. Our caravan, originally a tourer but then a static, was made by a small company called Quorn. I have photographs of it. My father, says that he remembers when, as a child, he would ride his bicycle past the cafe and on for a further few hundred yards. That would have been in around 1935. I'm guessing that the photograph is a little later than 1955. There were two rows of shacks running parallel to the cliff edge, north of the cafe and they were still there in 1956. The cafe was shortened to enable it to continue to trade for an extra year or two before its inevitable end. I have been back many times since, and always marvel at the huge amount of land that has been... Read more

Place of Birth

I was born in Catfoss at Astral House. Is there anybody out there who knows of this place and where it is today? dmoore@leedsth.nhs.uk 8,ls14 1 br

ATWICK HOLIDAYS

Cliff Lane c1960
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Our family (from Bradford) would rent one of the chalets on the cliff top at the end of Cliff Road, 2nd in on the left I think. Me and my 2 sisters would walk down to the farm at the end of the road for fresh milk. Each year the garden got smaller as the cliff collapsed.
We had the WW2 pillboxes on the beach to play in. RAF planes would have target practice over the sea.
The yearly trip into Bridlington for a trip on the Yokshire Belle or the Boys  Own round to Flamborough Head.

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