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Repton| Melbourne| Willington| Findern| Bretby| Alvaston| Swadlincote| Mickleover| Derby| Derby Dales| Stapenhill| Church Gresley| Castle Donington| Burton-On-Trent| Hilton
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Memories of Ingleby
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THE VILLAGE BOBBIES' CAR
My late father, Tom Jenkinson, was the village policeman in Repton from the early 50's until near his retirement in 1973. This photograph shows his car parked with others by the Arch. The old Ford Squire 60ARB.. I was very surprised to find it as I was working on the Frith jigsaw of this photograph!!
FRIENDS
I j oined the Navy in 1947 along with one Ginger Cooper,who came from Repton.
On visits to his home during leaves his family were very good to me,[ food and
things]. His Dad worked at the School.
Ginger claimed the Drum Major of the school band could toss the Mace over
the Arch and catch it on the other side!
Memories of Shakespeare Street in Sinfin 1958 -1964
We moved from Derby to the new estate in 1958. My son Paul went to the local school for a short time before we moved south to Hertfordshire - my home county. Amongst his many friends I remember particulary Celine Reilly, and often wonder how she is faring - she was a delightful child. I expect times have changed there now, but at that time we had a really good butchers shop, a greengrocer, a general store, and a fish shop, amongst others. It was a friendly place - considering many of us 'incomers' at that time were not from the local area.
Current Memory
We live in Sycamore Farm which you can just see on the right of this picture.
The rest of Repton Road has certainly changed in the last 50+ years but Sycamore Farm is still there.
I would be interested in any old memories/pictures that people have of Sycamore Farm. There must be a few in the last few hundred years since the original part of the house was built.
Memory of an Early Bus Ride
I remember the prison camp at the bottom of Weston Park Avenue. They had a Bedford Utility bus to transport the inmates and my parents got friendly with the camp officials and went out on the bus one night to the Pack Horse at Kings Newton. My sister and I were left on the bus whilst the adults spent the evening drinking in the pub. I was 2 years older than my sister who had just started to walk so I estimate I must Have been 3. We could not have the lights on, it being 1944 and only had the light of the moon to see by. I had to keep my sister from falling down the steps by the door. I have lost count of how many time I spent waiting outside pubs for hours on end. I probably saw more of my parents through a pub window than anywhere else.
Evacuee During The Second World War
Dear Mr Lord,
My sister Jean Marie Church and I, Marie Elizabeth Church, attended Findern School for four years plus during the Second World War. I was almost 7 years old, my sister almost 6 years old.
As I recall, Miss Cassandra Sanders was Head Teacher. She was my mentor, friend and companion. She took me under her wing and spent considerable time grooming me for the 11 Plus, though at the time I was not aware of this. Sadly, my parents for some reason I fail to understand, telegraphed that I was not to sit the examination. I was taken out of the class, sadly disappointed.
School was alwys so enjoyable that I cried when summer break came around.
At the time I visited Findern School, in 1999, Mrs Tully was Head Teacher.
Coincidentally, she was teaching her class about the evacuees, so my timing was great! She was most gracious!
Findern holds mixed memories, a few rather sad, but those of Findern School... Read more
Rose Cottage
Bretby was 'discovered' by my dad who liked to vary his route in Ashby to work at Burton Girls' Grammar School. Bretby is not exactly the-land-that-time-forgot, but it is a delightfully unspoilt oasis, despite its proximity to Burton-on-Trent. Rose Cottage was a dilapidated house in the middle of the village, near the Green. The house was originally the blacksmith's house, and it was next the old forge, which was a derelict shell of a building then.
My mum and dad took on the house and turned it into a home. Rose Cottage still has doors which my dad re-built, which have the original hinges made by the old blacksmith. There are exposed beams in the sitting room, and quirky features in the floors. But the most obvious change in the house is the garden. My dad, with my mum's help, planned and re-landscaped a sloping garden into a series of terraces, inspired by Capability Brown's principles. His now-failing health prevents him from working in the garden now - but be... Read more
