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Kirkstall Abbey photos
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Kirkstall Abbey maps
Historic maps of Kirkstall Abbey and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Kirkstall Abbey maps
Kirkstall Abbey area books
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In among my family genealogical records is a note that an ancestor of mine named Richard de Berecrofte gave lands to Kirkstall Abbey in the 12th century. I am SO looking forward to visiting the Abbey next year and taking my own pictures of it!
It is my understanding that my ancestors left the Cliviger area about 1650 for Boston, MA.
I am retiring next year and have lived most of my life in Pennsylvania, USA. My daughter, Mary, is in the Air Force at Lakenheath AFB, and I will be staying with her. I would be happy to answer any questions.
Happy Day!
West Yorkshire memories
My Childhood - Bramley/West Yorkshire/Leeds/England.
I must have around 7 years old when my mother used to take me along Bramley Town Street, where in those times it was back to back houses and shops. I was taken regularly to the barbers at the top of Town Street, next to the barbers was a police station. In the barbers I was sat onto a small plank across the arms to raise me up. Many kids in those days had a basin cut where the barber put a basin over your head and cut round the basin. I never understood why the barber when cutting my hair would go and serve men at the window, they came to buy a packet of Durex.
On Town St. was the cinema called the Lido "flee pit", Sat. afternoons were good. At the end of Town St. was the terminus, bus num. 77 turned round. Here was another cinema, the posh one, the Clifton.
Bramley had its own rugby league club which played at the Barley Mow, back of... Read more
Bramley Memories And Me
I lived next door to Mr Dales newsagents on Highfield Road in Bramley. Opposite were rows of terraces in those days with a shop on the end of each terrace. A chip shop on the end of the first row and a newsagents and general store on the end of another - Bowers? I seem to remember. The Barley Mow pub was opposite our house along with the rugby ground and club. I could be wrong but I'm sure I have a memory of trams still running?
In those days the Rossfields and Snowdens were all fields and woods.
I can still remember walking the lenghth of Bramley Town Street with my mum and trying to walk on the raised curbs of the old pavements before the tarmac replaced them! Boy they were high!
Being served in the shops before the supermarkets came.
I remember a piece of land at the far end of Highfield Road - we kids called it the Potato Shed, I loved playing on there and... Read more
Bramley in The Years 1935 to 1941
Now 80 years of age I used to live with my Mum and Dad and brother Michael in Lincroft Crescent just above the Sandford estate. The houses were new and rather small though we were so happy there as children. There were many pals and I often wondered where my special chum Ronnie Little went when I had to remove into Leeds by the university after seven years in Bramley. The Lido was the cinema at the top of Waterloo Lane. Mr. Tunney was the attendant and Mrs. Tunney served in the small ticket booth by the main entrance. It was twopence for the front seats and four pence if you sat in the posh seats at the back. There were two 'turns' each evening starting at about six o clock and eight o clock. I went to Wyther Park school where Mr. Crabtree was headmaster of the all through school from the age of five to school leaving at fourteen. I left at the age of eleven to attend... Read more
In 1973 to 1977
I was 7yrs old when I visited this place with my mum and sister which was (1973) and I was told this was going to be my home for a while because mum was too ill to look after me...it was called Springfield boarding school and although I hated it at first because I got homesick I settled in and I loved it so much. I remember crying loads, some good memories lay there, and I'm trying to find as much information as possible about the place and people I met whilst there.
from Mandy Smith (was Pedersen back then).
Catching The Train to Leeds
I was born in 1960 within a short walk of this photo. The scene is still clearly recognisable, although the wooden station building spanning the bridge and the steps leading down to the station were demolished and replaced (sometime in the early 1970s?)
Mum would walk to the station with my little sister in a big pushchair, my brother and I holding onto the sides of the pram, to catch the train into Leeds. Mum had to push the pram down past the Fox and Hounds pub, over the bridge, down the slope past the house that is now the Pottery (shown in the photo) onto the Harrogate-bound platform. Then came the scary bit! Supervised by the Station Master we all had to cross the railway tracks across a wooden level crossing which ran under the bridge, up a ramp and onto the Leeds-bound platform. There was no direct ramp onto the Leeds platform - just a flight of wooden stairs (at the far side of the bridge in... Read more
Station Cottage
This is my family's ancestral home. My grandmother and her sisters were braught up here from the 1920s. Her father George Sayner worked as a linesman at this station and the family rented the house from the railway company. I have been told many stories of their lives here and I love it whenever I pass this building. It gives me a nice feeling knowing my family once lived there.
