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Marjorie Lewis - A Watercolour of Mulbarton
I just wanted to let you know there is a fabulous watercolour for sale on ebay of Mulbarton.
http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Watercolour-16cmx9cm-Mulbarton-near-Norwich-Norfolk-Marjorie-Lewis-/180742890082?pt=UK_art_Paintings_GL&hash=item2a151da262
many thanks
Worthmans Cottage
Just found out that my Uncle John was brought up in Worthmans Cottage, he was born out of wedlock to my grandmother and he lived with his grandparents in the cottage. I don't suppose anyone remembers this family! Jill
Recent Changes
Changes happen all so fast, about 10 years ago we were camping near Dickleburgh, a wonderfully friendly village and we bought the most wonderful sausages from there local butcher.
Returning this Easter (2009), we returned to holiday near the village, and I must admit I was quite looking forward to breakfast of sausages - but alas the shop had gone(!), as was the great mill which dominated the village centre. The shop I've dicovered on returning has closed, I found this website http://www.wilbys.com/ and see that the Mill was sold to a building developer see http://www.dickleburgh.com/village_society/themill.php. It was still a very friendly village and a great - albeit a sausage free - week away.
EJ
Going to Stay in The Magpie Hotel
When I was a little girl I lived with my grandparents Harry and May Wheeler owing to my mother being in hospital for 3 years. Every Easter and August they took me to The Magpie Hotel. My grandmother was May Reeve before her marriage, she was born in Wortwell in 1894. I also stayed with my aunty Elsie Snowling. Harleston and Wortwell will always be remebered as my happiest childhood memories.
Poringland in WW2
I was born in London, but because of the war my mother wanted to live somewhere less dangerous. Because my father was in the army in Poringland, we moved to Norfolk, and eventually stayed in Poringland for a while. I lived in a row of houses on the village green and I think I recall a pump on the green nearly opposite where we lived. At the time I was 6years old. I went to the village school and also went to Notre Dame in Norwich, which was convenient for my mother as she worked in the food office. All I can remember of the neighbours was that there was a family called Dix (not sure of spelling) and the daughter, Molly had a glass eye, a result of her brother waving his fork around. I have visited Norfolk twice fairly recently. In circa 1994 I found the village green minus the pump. I went again about 4 years ago and could not... Read more
The Best Days of my Life
I was born at Rose Farm in 1949 & moved to Norwich in 1964. My father farmed in Besthorpe for over 30 years. My first school was the chapel school in Hargham Road Attleborough and my teacher was Mrs. Richmond. When I was 8 years old I attended Attleborough junior and the head mistress was Miss Greenacre. She was lovely. I remember Miss Fox & Mrs. Dennis teaching there. I then went to Wymondham girls school leaving there in 1964. The best days of my life were on that farm. I loved the animals & used to help my father with the farm work. I am 61. years old now but my heart is still at Rose Farm and I have always missed the farming life. My aunt Bernie and uncle Billy Robinson used to live at Attleborough and worked for Dingles garage. Uncle Billy used to be the taxi driver also. They later moved to Besthorpe & ran the filling station on the main A11 at the turnpike.... Read more
Childhood on Shotford Heath, Weybread
I was born on Shotford Heath in 1952, what a place to be brought up. My earliest memories are of gathering hogweed for the 100-odd rabbits that we used to have, and the hard winters, snow and heavy frosts, when the pits froze over and we took the risk of walking on the ice. Summers were the best, mucking about on the marshes, fishing, collecting birds eggs, swimming in the waveney, what a great place. One of the other things I enjoyed was walking up to Weybread to go to school and running home in the afternoon to resume doing all the things a young lad does, unfortunately we moved up to Harleston in 1967 and our freedom went away. 5 years later after working in Harleston I applied for a job at H. E. Dean at Weybread, so here I was again, in the pits and mucking around on the marshes, what a life. I emigrated to New Zealand in 1974 but went back to Norfolk in 1999 on... Read more
