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Little Longstone maps
Historic maps of Little Longstone and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Little Longstone maps
Little Longstone photos
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Great Longstone| Monsal Dale| Ashford-In-The-Water| Litton Mill| Millers Dale| Bakewell| Taddington| Stoney Middleton| Over Haddon| Eyam| Tideswell| Great Hucklow| Calver| Edensor| Baslow| Haddon Hall| Monyash| Chatsworth| Froggatt| Chee Dale| Youlgrave| Grindleford| Chelmorton| Alport| Rowsley| Bradwell| Hathersage| Darley Dale| Two Dales
Little Longstone area books
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Memories of Little Longstone
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Derbyshire memories
Bakewell & The Peak District
Still live in Bakewell, so if anyone wishes to know about the area, please let me know.
For Mum, Annie Ashworth .
I am Heather Johnson. I am 57 years old. My grandmother's name was Laura Frith, born in 1915 (sometime referred to as Swales Friths) from Stoney Middleton. I had other relatives in Eyam and Grindleford, other family name Outram. My grandmother moved to Greenfield Saddleworth as a young woman and married an Ashworth, a local wheelwright and farrier. Time marches on and I would be pleased to hear of any family connections. Mum and me visited your beautiful area back in 2004, sadly she has since died, I remember how happy she was to visit her old childhood holiday haunts, everyone likes to go home. hcj22@hotmail.co.uk
Climbing "Glory Road"
I used to be a member of the Manchester Gritstone Climbing Club. My older brother, John, was a founder member and introduced me to the club back in the 60's. I remember this climb since it was the only one we ever climbed together, and I led. I was so proud of myself that day. My brother was so impressed. Today I am in my late 60's and retired. I live in the USA. My brother lives in South Africa. I've not seen or heared from him in some 30 years.
Historical - 1860 Through 1901
My Great Great Grandfather David was Gamekeeper/River Bailiff (to the Duke of Devonshire) during the above years. He and his wife Sarah Wiseman and their children lived in Lath Kiln Cottage for many years.
Our First Visit to Eyam
My husband's family comes from the Derby area. Our son is very proud of his Derbyshire roots, and sought to buy a house close to Derby yet - if possble - in a village in the Peak District. He and his wife spent many days and weeks searching - and in the end found their cottage in Eyam. It is situated in the village square, and we were invited up to stay for a weekend and investigate the local area. We spent a truly happy time there - so much history is available to see and read, as it was known as the 'plague village'. Our son and his family have been well accepted - it probably helps being born inDerbyshire (mother being a southerner) - nevertheless we were made welcome by his neighbours, and local shopkeepers (the butcher, George especially).
Memories of Growing up in 1940s Tideswell
My memories of growing up in 1940s' Tideswell are: navy blue knickers with elastic bottoms, gym slips and liberty bodices, awful shoes, legs like poppy stems, twirling and whirling, chalk on the blackboard, desks with inkwells, teachers so prim we held them in awe - they knew each and every one of us. Snotty noses, permanent sniffs, the thick and the bright. Running home to Mother - "What's there for tea?". Want more? Get in touch! Elsie Hollis, International Poet
Memories of Growing up in 1940s Tideswell
Memories of visiting Uncle Bernard at his cobbler's shop, and smelling the leather and sweaty feet. Uncle Bernard makes crisps, peeling potatoes so thin with the knife he uses to cut leather, and the crisps taste good, Uncle Bernard is my friend. We go to the Orchard behind the Club(Ex- Service Mens Club). He keeps Banties there (small hens to you), Uncle Bernard, Uncle Herbert and Dad show them They've won lots of prizes, and medals and cups adorn the sideboard in Uncle Bernard's house. Every dinner time on my way home from school I go up to the top of 'the cliff' to fetch milk from the Misses Brocklehurst for Uncle Bernard. I dont like going, I grumble and groan, yet I still have to go. Home for dinner, Mam cooks something nice. Running and skipping, and taking the dogs for a walk. Elsie Hollis, International Poet
