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Daneswood
My maternal grandparents owned Daneswood, which you reached by taking the Mells road out of Great Elm, then turning left at a bungalow set right on the edge of the Mells river valley. After passing the bungalow, Daneswood was the first of three fine Victorian houses set in their own beautiful gardens that fell away down the valley to the Mells river. Daneswood has since been renamed Wood Rising.
When our family of mother, father and three boys returned from Egypt in 1952 we lived at Daneswood for a while, and attended Mells school. We played by the river and learned how to fish, using bent pins and bamboo polls to catch first roach and then trout. There was great excitement when my mother brought us a packet of real fishhooks from Frome. The river at that time was full of crayfish, and we used to catch them and have crayfish races in the grass by the river.
I n 1953 my parents opened a school called Roselyon in... Read more
Three Ashes, Oakhill
We used to stay at Three Ashes, Stoke Hill with my grandparents most summers in the fifties. They were called Moore. My mother (now deceased) was called Enid Moore and was brought up by her grandparents, John Moore a quarryman and his wife (I do not know her first name). Her mother was called Edith Florence May Moore, but we were brought up to call her auntie. Does anyone out there have any memories/photos of the area. I would be most obliged as I am trying to trace my family tree to give to my grandson.
Many thanks
Linda W
Holiday
I had a friend in the late 1960s whose father, Henry Taylor, came from this village. The pair of us drove down from Leeds in an old mini-van and stopped with his grand-parents for a couple of week. We really enjoyed it and spent quite a bit of time in Knatchbull Arms! I remember he also had an auntie Shirley (his dad's sister) and uncle Terry who lived here. They had four small daughters at the time. Terry was a good footballer and played for Frome, Yeovil or Weston or somewhere like that. I was just thinking about this holiday the other week and looked up the village on Google! Came down again a couple of times, once on train and once by car. Lovely place.
Used to Live Here
Our Dad was the local GP. We lived at The Delmere from birth till aged 12. We both have very fond memories of the village and have been back a couple of times 1946 - 1958
Horn st
I lived in Horn St in the 1960s and have fond memories of the village and its people
The Oldest House
Frome's 'Oldest House' or 'Pepperpot' has a chequered past even in recent times. I moved to Frome in 1992 when it was being used as a Travel Agents and looked fairly run down. It then remained closed for a number of years except at christmas time when it was used as a charity card shop. The upper floors of the building have faux tudor styling, the ground floor is laid out to plate glass. It fell into disrepair and suffered from Frome's Saturday night broken window epidemic on several occasions - which now seems to have thankfully passed. However, it has recently been restored and redeemed itself since re-opening as 'Le Strada', the best coffee house in town (in my opinion), which also hosts a small gallery.
My Best Memories
I was born in Frome and I left when i was 11 years old,I moved with my dad to Bristol. But I have to be honest, since I have left Frome about ten years ago I miss my life I had there. Even though I have been living in Bristol for the past ten years, it's never felt like home. When I go to visit friends in Frome I get butterflies in my tummy and it feels like I'm going home. I miss going on bike rides to Longleat and geting in for free through the back entrance. I always felt safe in Frome because everyone knows everyone, even if not by name just by face. Me and my sister and brother used to go fishing with friends just off the bridge in town by the library. I also miss playing in the adventure playground, playing on the big red spider climbing frame and the old train. I remember the old fruit market, I think that was on a Wednesday,... Read more
