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Visit Late 1950s
Conscious that I had an 'auntie' in Glaisdale, I passed through on a holiday to Yorkshire. Getting off the steam train at Glaisdale, I asked a passerby for information, saying I knew I had relations in the village but only knew them as Auntie Winnie and Uncle Fred. I was immediately given instructions to their home where I received a very warm welcome, but sadly I have now forgotten their last name. I can remember they were extremely old. Can anyone now remember 'Auntie Winnie'? Anne Sell
My Cousin, Pam
I have a cousin living in Danby. She was Pamela May Broomfield. She married a chap with the last name of Murphy. She was a Pharmacist, the last time I knew of her. It would be great to hear from her again. Last I knew her father Ken, sent a photo of the home she lived in, in Danby, with her zoo of animals.
Childhood Dreams of Grosmont.
1942 was the year that my mother, Ethel Tyreman (nee Davidson) and sister Iris and brothers Harry, Fred, Frank and myself Eric, moved to Grosmont when our Whitby home was hit by German bombs. My dad, Fred, was a P.O.W in Germany. As a family of six, we lived in a one down, two up house in Waterloo Cottages. The house had no running water or electricity, and the toilet was a cinder closet around the back. Water was collected from a single communal tap along the street. The fireplace had a side oven on one side, and a water tank on the other side for hot water. Coal was in short supply, so our fire burnt logs collected from the Esk river...Happy days. Mother would bake bread in the side oven, and one Christmas she made a big christmas cake.It took all night to cook with a large branch of wood sticking out of the fire, and had to be eased gently under the oven. In the downstairs room we... Read more
Castleton Danby Road
My late mother ( nee ) Constance Mary Mould hailed from Castleton and nearby Westerdale. Her parents were John ( k/as Jack ) Mould and Mary (k/as May) Mould who also lived in High Street, Castleton, next door to the Flintoft family.
Many other relatives in and around Castleton - I last briefly visited there in 2006 from Canada where I now live.
A 'second cousin': Michael Mould also emigrated to an area near to me in Canada few years ago with his family.
The small detached cottage behind the white railings on the right of the picture , was owned by an elderly spinster relative: Hannah Dowson on my grandfather's side. Hannah was well known in the community and a staunch Methodist 'chapel lady'
I spent many happy summers in Castleton in my childhood and have fond memories of buying chocolate and pop at Scarths and buying homemade cakes at the small cake store a little further up the village, owned by an elderly lady.
In Memory
Starting in Westerdale, my daughter and I did a circular walk following my Mum's death in 1994. We chose that walk from the song sung by Paul Wheater. We did that walk many times in memory of her, before I moved to the USA in 2007. I shall be grateful for that memory.
James Cook
Hi to all, for the past twenty-two years my wife Sheila and myself have brought our family to Staithes on holiday twice a year, around February and October time. We stayed in many of the wonderful cottages on offer - FORDSIDE, NORTHLEA, FISHERMANS, PENNYSTEEL, THE NOOK, THE OLD WATCH HOUSE, PRIMROSE COTTAGE & AUNTY ANNIE'S COTTAGE, many of the cottages we stayed in several times. During our visits over the years we got to know an old village character JAMES COOK who smoked a rather large pipe, I used to think his main home was the Cod and Lobster pub. When he died I found him a big miss, he just always seamed to be there and typified the old feeling of Staithes for us. It was around that time we found out that he wasn't as old as he looked, but never mind, he was a great character never the less, and his old sea dog looks added to the atmosphere of the place for us. After all... Read more
