Guisborough memories
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Dads Shop
This was taken a year before I emigrated to Australia. My Dad was the owner, and my brother Tom and I were the sons. Dad sold the shop in 1972 (which had been opened in the 1930's) he retired and subsequently died in 1995. The last time I was in Guisborough, was just after he died and not much has really changed except the shop is something else. I have a look at the photo every now and then, just to remember what was life like at 17 - Guisborough was smaller. In the summer I would have to go arouind 8 pm to push the blind back in, as the sun had gone down. Of carrying lambs and pigs on my shoulder from our slaughter house, just past the 7 Seven Stars, hoping not be run over by the traffic.
Hey That's my Car
The closest car in this picture (a Hillman Minx) belonged to my family. I know because my father, Arthur Simpson, bought the postcard because of that. The following year, we moved to Canada where my brother and I still live. My brother and I will be in Guisborough next month. I was there a couple of years ago and saw that Granny Simpson's house on Belmangate is now a hairdresser. They allowed me to go in and have a look around. I was surprised how tiny it is.
A Family Camp at Tocketts Mill Near Guisborough
I had a lovely weekend "up north" to attend a family party in Middlesbrough as my wife's brother-in-law Robert Arbin was celebrating his 60th birthday.
As it was summer we thought it would nice to camp and we found an attractive camping and caravan park at Tocketts Mill just outside Guisborough. Elizabeth and I camped in our old familiar festival tent and our son David camped with his then fiancee Amanda in their spiffing new tent nearby. The site was lovely, and made our weekend in Guisborough pleasant. There was a TV room and I remember watching an international football match and drinking a cool beer!
What a nice site and what nice people in Guisborough!
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Dunsdale
My maiden name is Mowbray. My two sisters (Sheila, Barbara) and I attended Dunsdale School under the guidance of Miss More a formidable spinster of large proportions to a small child!! I have a picture of myself and Susan Weighell sitting at our desk and taken during the 1950's. The corrugated sheet building that was the school - with it's outside toilets, stood to the right as you face the garage and where there has been a playground for several years. We lived on Redcar Road and the view from the back of the property looked towards the old 'Soapwell Lodge' that was demolished years ago. I remember way too much to fill this space but I do remember the shop on the corner house where New Row meets the road and remember seeing the water well underneath the boards where the customers stood. I remember the Falls Field - all smoothed out by a tip during the 60/70s; the Easter Banks where, as a family we... Read more
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I remember the freedom we had that we couldn't afford our children. A few of us girls would set off for the day and just roam and play all day and go home when we were tired and/or hungry. As children we built dens in the woods, collected primroses (tut tut) and sailed an old long tin bath on the ponds of the falls' field or down the stream leading to the bridge from the Easter Banks. I also remember that at one point the bus fare to Redcar was 10d (old 10 pence, less thatna new .5p) and a bag of chips really was a 'six penneth'. We once walked to Toketts Mill and found one of the old mine shafts in the wood, badly fenced off then and with a terrific drop inside... and it had animal corpses in it that stank!! More pleasant memories were of one of Mrs Gorrard (not sure if that spelling is correct) in the village making home-made toffee and... Read more
Upleatham Church
I remember that The Green Howards (Army) did a renovation on the church some years ago. It could be anywhere between 1960 / 1970 ish, but I do remember that as a philatelist, a First Day Cover was issued and I bought one. Unfortunately I sold on my collection, so can't pinpoint that event. I know that they did a great clean up job, whitewashing the inner church and doing a general tidy up. I have recently been up to take my own photographs for my church 'Newsletter' as I do write up places of interest as a feature.
If anyone could furnish me with facts about the church I would be pleased to hear from them. My email is jim.humphrey@ntlworld.com
Upleatham
We lived in Upleatham, my gran, grandad and my mum and dad. I was really young and my grandparents had lived there for a long time. We lived in a row of houses as the centre of the village and my grandad worked in the local saw mill and had other jobs. We had no electricity and no running hot or cold water. We had an outhouse at the back of the house up a hill. It was really cold going up there in winter! No bathroom and the men used to shave in the kitchen using the sink. I remember that grandad had the kind of razor that he sharpened on a leather strap.
My mum and gran had to do everything by hand, baking, washing and all the housework. Upleatham was a nice community and we knew everyone in the village. There were rooks that inhabited the woods behind our house and my grandad taught me everything about the nature around us.
We took the bus into Saltburn... Read more
Upleatham Church
I have happy childhood memories of walks to Upleatham's tiny church with my dad when I spent 15 years of my childhood living at Skelton. We would walk to the church through the fields from Barns Farm.
Even though I was so young I rember my mum saying that the little church had work done on it and so Dad took me along to visit the church not long after its renovaton by the Green Howards in the year 1966. At the time it came under the parish of Skelton, and Micheal Stark was rector and vicar of Upleatham. I remember the door always being open for private prayer and to be able to see the things of interest and read up on some of the local history. The church was always nicely kept with flowers along with a little book stall and you put the money in a box in the wall near the door. I rember my dad buying me two Bible story Ladybird books which I still... Read more
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