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Henstead maps
Historic maps of Henstead and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Henstead maps
Henstead photos
We have no photos of Henstead, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Wrentham| Kessingland| Cove Hithe| Carlton Colville| Beccles| Burgh St Peter| Reydon| Lowestoft| Oulton| Southwold| Barsham| Gillingham| Holton
Henstead area books
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Memories of Henstead
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Suffolk memories
Wilfred Albert Parsk
I think my Grandfather was born on this street! He was called Wilfred Albert Parsk and fought in the Somme at about 16 years of age He never spoke much about the war but I know he lost a lot of his friends. He died in the 1980s but his memory is still cherished!
My Home as A Child
I was born in the house on the right and spent my childhood here. It's nice to see a photo of the crossroads with the Town Hall with the spire.
Dene's Holiday Camp
My memories of Kessingland was us catching the coach from outside the bakers in Stotfold (my home town), travelling down via Newmarket, passing the site where a young gypsy boy had been killed many moons ago. We would then get to Lowestoft bus depot where a minibus would then take us into Kessingland. We would get to the pub on the top of the hill where you could look down and see the sea and an old boy would pick us up on his tractor and take us into the camp site.
What a wonderful time we had! There was the major out to greet all and the photo stand where pictures had been taken from the previous 2 weeks. We would book in and collect our chalet keys, drop our luggage off and then go exploring, first to the cafe for tea and fab milkshakes, then a dip in the pool. Dad was the champion high diver, we have all the pics.
Denes Holiday Camp
Nice to read the comments about Denes Holiday Camp. Brings back all those wonderful times. I went there with my brother and parents every year through the late 1950s and 1960s. I have found an old photo taken in the ballroom. Best holidays I ever had or wil have for that matter.
Rhoos Hall (aka Roos Hall or Rose Hall)
Previously I had posted to My Memories, a much longer, "informative" post, but I learned from further research that a lot of what I had previously heard was not accurate in fact. My memories remain unchanged, regardless of the more accurate details so kindly provided to me. It had never before occured to me to go to the best source of more factual information, the Town of Beccles, of which Roos Hall is associated.
Upon contacting the Beccles Town Council by way of e-mail, just yesterday, with a myriad of questions, my request was turned over to a gentlemen (whose name I will not use, in respect of his privacy) who responded even before 8 hours had passed. Again, before another 8 hours had passed I received a 2nd e-mail. My husband (not the same one I visited England with) asked me what kind of town existed that people had that kind of time to make such a fast response, and what kind of people would go out of... Read more
Maurice Dunn (Alberta, Canada)
Playing Cowboys and Indians, down the steps, and along the cliff, after coming out of the old Picture House on a Saturday afternoon, in the Second World War years.
A Ghost on Beccles Church Steps
My father, Stafford Brown, was a student at Beccles College during the First World War. He stayed with the Knights family of Puddingmoor. Mr Knights, who was a wherryman, told of a strange event that happened to him one evening. He had been returning home from the town, and took his usual short cut through the churchyard. When he arrived at the top of the steps, he encountered what he could only describe as an invisible barrier. Mr Knights pushed against it, tried to climb over, under or go around. It was impossible. So he retraced his steps and took the longer route home by the road. He said that he had not been in a public house! This only happened to him once, and nobody else ever reported a similar incident.
