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Barton Mills| Newmarket| Mildenhall| Exning| Fordham| Dullingham
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Sam Cook The Blacksmith
I can remember Sam the blacksmith. I would stand and watch him at work in the forge. He had lost an arm (presumably in the war) and he had different attachment false arms which he would change to provide the tool he required. I would watch him work and clearly remember thinking how clever this man was doing what he did with only one arm. We lived in the white thatched cottage opposite. My dad (Bill Smith) was the mechanic at Dalham Hall Farm, he had taken on the job thinking a proper workshop was going to be built, alas it wasn't so we moved on moving to Hasketon just out of Woodbridge. I started my school days at Dalham and with my sister Susan we would walk to school. Alas on my last visit the school was no longer there. I remember being so afraid of the cattle in the fields along the road to school. One day I was waiting for my sister to come out of her... Read more
The School
I remember the old school there, it was also my youth club. I was a foster child who lived at 8 Mill Road. I was fostered by a lady named Julie Abrahams who I called 'Nana', she ended up having a stroke and I was sent to the next village called Gazeley, but I had many good friends in Ashley who I wish I could contact again but I don't know where they all went, if anyone remembers me I was Irene Talbot then. Or if anyone remember Mrs Abrahams I would like to hear from them. Please contact me by email: dovewhite@live.co.uk It would be much appreciated.
The Parton Family
Hi, I lived in Mill Road, Ashley and I remember the Partons, the lady was a very good cook, I always remember her banana slices, yummy, also her kindness to everyone. I wonder where they are now.
I Miss It....
I was looking for pictures of the mansion and church. I lived in Barton Mills as a young girl... American girl....lived across the village green... I am still holding bottles I dug up at the mansion. With love, Bobbi.
Fullers Garden Centre
Every Sunday the car park of Fullers and all the way down Bell Lane would be overflowing with cars parked where ever they could. My mum would give us enough money to buy a block of vanilla icecream and if she could stretch to a little bit more with her housekeeping we could have a block of nepolitan icecream (strawberry, chocolate, vanilla) and a packet of wafers. I always used to look at all the beautiful colours of the flowers they used to grow in what I thought as a young girl was their very very large garden! The large greenhouse had a large cactus in the middle and reached the roof, it was amazing. It was always a great place to buy a present for Mother's Day as we could buy her chocolates, a plant, flowers or something from their gardening shop, which had lots of different things. They were always so very busy on a Sunday and just buzzing with people buying plants, flowers, ect and would come... Read more
8 Barton House, Barton Mills
My first home as a young Airman at RAF Mildenhall and young mother....does anyone have a pic of the house from about 1986-1988. I know from my niece its a hotel/eatery now... Also anyone from RAF MIldenhall's post office?
Big Toe Stuck in The Drain...lol
I remember this paddling pool so well, when I was about 8 years old I would be there with my nana {in fact in looks like me in the pic}. She would sit on the bench in the pic and eat her rich tea biscuits. I begged her to let me swim every time we were there, I would mostly paddle though. One day the pool was empty and I was playing around the drain and I got my big toe stuck in it, I was really scared and started to cry, then to my horror the pool started to fill up, I was sure that I was going to drown. I remember screaming so loud, the man that tended the park came over and shut the water off ...' Whew'. Such wonderful memories though. In 1970 I was married in St Mary's Church and now live in the USA.
What I would do to go back to those day, there were swings on the other side of the pool... Read more
