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School Swimming Lessons
It was here that I and many of my school friends learned to swim, around about the time this photograph was taken. The water was always cold and the shape of the pool made length swimming impossible. Summer holidays were spent here too, sometimes it was so crowded little piles of clothes could be found all over the grass bank to the right - we were a hardy lot in those days!
Wedding at Belton
My Grandparents Percy Clarke and Dorothy Flowers were married in this church in 1923. My Great Grandfather Henry Clarke was bailiff to Lord Brownlow for 48 years and my other Great Grandfather Thomas Flowers had been Coachman to his lordship since 1876, retiring in 1922. Lord Brownlow attended the wedding and provided the bouquets and other flowers from Belton's nursery. Over a period of years Henry, Thomas, their wives and both my Grandparents were buried together in the churchyard.
Wedding Day
My husband and I married in the building on the right of this photograph in February 1988. I seem to recall the the registry office was moving from one building to another at the time and so this gorgeous old building was used as a temporary venue. The room we married in had dark wooden panelling on the walls and was steeped in history. We then nipped across the road for photographs in the doorway of St Wulfrums Church.
ANCESTRY RESEARCH TREASURE
I am SO grateful for this image as it set me off on my visit to Grantham to further research my ancestry. For me, it shows two properties of J.T. Broughton. My ancestors, Hackworth, married into the Broughton family and were in these properties at the time this image was taken. Very exciting. It has brought my research to life. Who knows, maybe that is one of my ancestors standing with the horse outside!
Staying The Night in Grantham's Railway Station
I shall always remember the night in 1968 when I rode my motorcycle - an old BSA Bantam - over the A1 and it blew out on me.
My parents used to live in Ickburgh in Norfolk (a little village between Brandon, Suffolk and Swaffham, Norfolk) and I was in the first year of a five year engineering apprenticeship to Rolls-Royce in Derby. This night in late autumn, about 8 o'clockish, I had just ridden through Grantham and crossed over the A1 motorway when my old Bantam gave up on me as I was going down the hill to the other side of the motorway.
This was my first motor vehicle, I was sixteen, I was on 9 a week, so I pushed it all the way back to Grantham (it had cost me 10 - or rather, my father!) and slept the night in the railway station (which was thankfully kept warm for me) before a train arrived to take me back to Derby in the morning of the... Read more
STAYING WITH MY AUNT IN BOURNE
In 1948 or thereabouts my mother went into hospital and I came to Bourne and attended the Primary School. We had a rhyme: "please Miss Fenney can you spare a penny to buy Miss Vickers a new pair of nickers" Mss Dent was the Head, and every school day began with "Good morning Miss Dent, good morning teachers". A railway line ran outside the classroom and every time a train went by I wondered if my Dad was the Driver. I remember Birchnalls taxi and the Delaine buses, and the Saturday football match and visits to the pictures. Shane was showing and it was a classic. Every morning I woke up to the sound of Wherrys peas being processed and that is where my aunt worked. My cousin Anne had tons of comics and I read them all during my stay. My uncle bought a small car which I was keen to ride in but it arrived without windows. After Bourne I moved on to another Aunt at Swinstead and... Read more
