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Lower Washford maps
Historic maps of Lower Washford and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Lower Washford maps
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Lower Washford area books
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Somerset memories
Working Life Memories.
As a boy of 11 or 12 I left school everyday at 3.30pm. I then drove the cows to Mr Goodings Mill about 30 or 40 yards away from Mr Shepherd's shop. After being milked I drove them back again. In wintertime I'd grind up mangolds. I was paid 1/6 for this. Then I worked at Mr Shepherd's shop running errands and did odd jobs etc. I remember very well he had fowl houses under the Bridge road but the Council made a hole in the road and horse-drawn lorries drove to the top and tipped everything down the hole until it filled up. That part of the road is called The Ramp. Opposite my old home lived Mr Taylor who did odd jobs with his horse and cart. His home caught fire and burnt down as there was no water. After this the Council dug up the road in several places to find where the water pipe was. I am over... Read more
Albert Terrace
This is a picture of Albert Terrace where my mother lived at no 3. THe Bates family. I'd be interested in anyone who has any information.
Halscombe.house.washford .1942
I lived at Washford from 1942 to 1958. The house I lived in was Halscombe and I went to school in Minehead
and was in the sea scouts at Watchet. If anyone can remember me from that time, please get in touch. we went to school on the train in the good old days
Yours, Keith Duckworth
Grandmother And Grandfather, Also Aunts & Uncles Lived in The Village
My grandmother and grandfather had the general store and post office. Their name was Cridland. One of my aunties and uncle Charles had a house down by the church, their name was Hunt. The other auntie, Edie, and uncle Bert lived in the house in the photo, their name was Cannon, Pat and Gwen. My name is Beryl. We came to the village when the was was on. I was eight. My mother was Chris Mitchell and my father was Rowland. Chris was the daughter of gran and grandad Cridland.
Old Cleeve
Hi, I am also related to the Cridlands. My Mother was Pat Cannon. She was the daughter of Bert & Edie. They also had another daughter Gwen, who used to live in Bilbrook with her husband Ted and daughter Linda who taught me how to ride a bike. The house you see in this picture is Southview thought to be built around the 17th-18th Century. I came to live in this house with my sister in 1963 and stayed for 2 years. The Cottage is still there today albeit modernised and extended. We had plenty of happy memories here. Old Cleeve has managed to stay relatively untouched by progress throughout the years, and is well worth a visit.
Our House
I lived in Old Cleeve for 19 years at no. 17. Our surname was Ryan. We continued to live there after our mother's death in 1983 and our father died in 1986, we then moved up to Scotland, even though I have some fond memories of my life in Somerset.
The Beeches
Isn't it funny how some things stick in your mind forever. Washford 391 was the phone number. The Beeches Camping and Caravan Site was the place and the time was the early 1950s. Bob Bosley was the owner and his brother Geoff ran the farm further up the road towards Watchet. We normally camped at the Beeches, but once we camped at the farm. We could go down in the morning and get milk still warm from the cows. As a four year old this was a big responsibility for me, and I would carefully and seriously carry it back in the white tin milk container. I believe Bob's wife name was Ruth, I think the son's name was Alan. The Beeches was on the right as we walked up from the sea. The real excitement began about two weeks before the actual holiday. The packing of the two large trunks standing waiting in the hall. One trunk for the ex army bell tent, the other for everything else. Then a... Read more
