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Reminders of my Youth

I remember being taken to the village when I was very young - I believe one of my great uncles ran the Pub - One of the ubquitous Jermy Family - I am coming to Norfolk to try and research my roots at the end of July this year - Seeing the photo rang a real bell - it must have been about 1955 when we came !
There was a farm yard behind the pub with pigs and chickens and the roads seemed dry and dusty. It was a hot summer and we had been taken to Great Yarmouth and I was sun burned ! - If memory serves the pub was called "The White Horse" It seemed dark and there was a lot of dark wood in the bar area ?
Ah well - look forward to coming for the first time since then - may be it will trigger other memories - and I might be able to find other family members

Memories of Norfolk

Family Killed by Mushrooms... Circa. 1950

Hi. Does anyone recall a family who ate wild mushrooms and died around 1950? I was reliving memories of Rocklands St Peter and Caston and the man I was talking to, now 75 years old, asked if I could remember this family dying. I have no knowledge of the event. I am intrigued as to when it happened. If anyone knows please do tell.

Chapel Street

Hi, We moved into a cottage in Chapel Street about 1952. The building was on a sharp bend at the top of the lane that led down to the mere. Many a motorcyclist came to grief on the corner and it would not be unusual to find a motorcycle propped up against the gate post of Tom Banham's field on a Sunday morning. We lived there until 1966 when we moved to Attleborough. My father took a job with a house working for Sid Southgate on the farm and was employed by his son 'Dick' after Sid retired. Memories of Rocklands are many and varied, as are the memories of some of the village residents, 'Humpty' Banham, 'Bummer' Overton and Jim Davey to name a few. The street has changed enormously in the number of houses. As one turned off the main road at the crossroads Mrs Allen lived on one side and Bertie Chapman and his family lived on the other. From there right through to the Bell pub there was probably... Read more

Parkinsons Store

High Street c1965
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I have very fond memories of holidays spent with my Aunt Susan Parkinson and my cousins Jane and David Boggia and their daughters Mel and Bev. I helped out in the store one holiday and had my first romance with a lad from the village. We were always made very welcome. My dad used to live and work on Uncle Ben's farm and it was from there he joined the army. Dad's name was Bill Byatt.
I remember playing with the children from the village, we would walk to the little stream that ran under the bridge and paddle in the cold water, watching out for the very large Pike that was rumoured to live in the pond. I have not visited East Harling for many years now and I would love to know if it has changed much.

East Harling Cricket

The Playing Fields c1965
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I have spent a lot of my young child hood on the recreation ground with my father Christopher Patrick and his brother George, playing cricket for East Harling.
Memories of traveling on the crossbar seat of my dads bicycle with his cricket kit strapped on the back carrier. This was every sunday during the season, having tea in the pavillion . Mr Rudd, Mr Frost also played .
I also used to help put the numbers on the score board.

I also spent my early teens staying summer holidays with my aunt and uncle down fenn lane , Helping Audrey with milking her cows each morning and picking mushrooms from the meadow and her mother Mrs Hudson cooking them with a egg from the hens for breakfast.
What a innocent happy childhood we had in the 60s.
There was some lovely shops, Baker the Baker made lovely hot cross buns, also made my wedding cake, Palmers stores for groceries market store for sweets... Read more

CADDY

This is going back a long way, but my great-great-grandfather, George Caddy, was born in Great Ellingham in 1776. He was one of 8 children of William and Elizabeth (nee Hinsby). His son, John Thomas Caddy, left for London sometime before 1857. If there are any other Caddys who would like to make contact, maybe we can fill in family trees.

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