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Wookey| Westbury Sub Mendip| Wookey Hole| Rodney Stoke| Wells| Meare| Wedmore| Glastonbury| Priddy| Sharpham| Clewer| Dinder| Cheddar| Street| Croscombe| Ashcott| Shapwick| Pilton| Axbridge| Lower Weare| East Harptree| East Pennard| Litton| Compton Bishop
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Wookey School
I went to teach in Wookey School in September 1957. My name was Ann Lawrence, "Miss Lawrence!". I came to Wookey after teaching at Dagenham Docks, and Wookey was heaven! The headmaster was Mr. Watts, a lovely man. He lived in the school house,and he and Mrs. Watts attended Wells Methodist Church. My first 3 weeks were spent in the farm next to the school and I then got "The most wonderful digs" in Portway, Wells, with Mrs.Wagland. I cycled to school with Mrs.Flower in hail rain and shine she took the infant class. The school was just one big happy family. We went to Wookey church at Christmas and harvest time. There were flag stone floors and a huge stove in the classroom on which I dried my wet clothes! I arrived one spring morning, nobody was in the school - I soon found all the children at the back fence, with Mr Watts, watching the lambing! The school dinners came from Wells about 10 a.m., we were the first... Read more
I Have Just Been Transported Back in Time by This Photo
I was born in Wells .. and lived and went to school in Westbury.. my grandfather was Joseph Carver and my grandmother Elizabeth Carver (Libby) I used to walk up this hill to my grans cottage which was situated at the top of Westbury (Old Ditch) my Uncle Toms Cottage was to the right (not in picture) and I used to call in and see him on the way past .. alas all three relatives passed away several years ago .. and I now live in Weston-super-Mare .. but have fond memories of the village .. and my ancestry .. the Derricks and the Carvers have lived in the village for centuries ..
Beryl Board
(nee Trippick)
Rodney Stoke Inn
My great-grandfather, Silvester Hale, ran the Inn from about 1880 until he died in 1911. One of his sons, my great-uncle Reginald, was lost on the Titanic. His body was recovered and I still have a shilling piece which was found in his pocket.
I have many fond memories of holidays in Rodney Stoke from 1949 until 1976. My parents and myself used to stay with Charlie and Queenie Fear at Rosedene in Scaddens Lane. Just left of centre in the picture is the Post Office which was run by Mrs Rhodda during the 1950s. The left turn by the Post Office took you up Scaddens Lane. The right turn opposite the Post Office took you down Stoke Street. My great-uncle George owned Hollybrook farm on the right and my great -uncle Howard owned Etcombe Farm on the left. Some of the bench ends in Rodney Stoke church were carved by my great-uncles.
Rodney Hale Crediton Devon
Past Memories of Rodney Stoke
The war years I spent in Rodney Soke from 1940 until I married in in 1962. My great-grand father was Silvester, and my father took his name of Silvester and I have it as a second name. My grandfather Rowland was the landlord of the Rodey Stoke Inn, my sister Sheila lived there all her life until Grandad's death in 1958. St Leonard's church never had electricity and I used to pump the organ for Mrs Sealy and if I did not pump fast enough she would soon let me have some black looks. And Reg Carey had some hard work lighting the boiler just under the floor on entry to the church. I attended Sunday School every Sunday with my sister, then had tea at the Rodney Stoke Inn with my grandad and stepgran. Bonfire Night was always held at the inn. There were two walnut trees there at the time. The garage at Rodney Stoke was run by Jack Hewish, he was a great man, if ever I... Read more
I Lived at Beechbarrow
I think the date at 1974 is correct but I would have been 6 then!! We owned all of what is Beechbarrow now and as a young man I had the run of the place! I hope the beech walk is still there, I built my first tree house in there! It was on the other side from the barn that Ron Chard had. Ron Chard was the farmer that used the paddocks we had. His son Tom is hopefully running it now, if Ron is not. Romulus & Remus were just a part of life but the best was a little fish pond, as you go in on the right. There is a massive hole/cave in the garden to the left as you go in to Beechbarrow. I only saw it once but Dad and a friend put a paper feed bag down it alight, it was deep and O was not allowed to play there again. In1977 for the Queen's Silver Jubilee there was a big fire on Penn... Read more
''The Grapevine'' And Others!
My uncle, the late William John Wilcox, was the proprietor of the 'Grapevine' from the mid 1930s through to the early 1960s. I remember it as a truly old fashioned 'pub' complete with a 'games room' with darts, shove ha'penny board and bar skittles. A game with the skittles placed on dots on the board, a wooden ball was suspended by a cord on a vertical pole. The player had to swing the ball in an arc to knock the skittles over. Painted on the Transom over the front door was the 'Legend' W. J. Wilcox, for the most part easy letters to paint, even from the inside, as they were, the J however was reversed - must have been a good brew! My eldest sister was sent to my uncle's to help recuperation from an appendix operation. She met the man who was to become her husband there. He was living with his widowed mother in one of a pair of cottages named 'Porter's Hatch' directly opposite the old Fish House.... Read more
The Ring o' Bells Public House, Meare
The building on the extreme right of the photograph used to be the Ring o' Bells Public House, owned by my great grandfather, Jesse Laver Difford. It was initially called The Grapevine Inn, or was called that when my grandmother was born there, in 1880 and its name changed to the Ring o' Bells at some time later.
