Nailsea
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Historic maps of Nailsea and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Nailsea maps
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Memories of Nailsea
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Nailsea Memories
My Grandfather was the late Robert (Bob) Dunlop Vance who owned and ran the old Post Office and who built the shops alongside. They previously lived at Westcroft on the other end of Station Road, and later moved to Hillcrest Road.
Childhood Memories of Nailsea in The 1960s
I was brought up in Nailsea. My parents owned a toy and gift shop on Station Road rented from Bob Vance, later we moved to Noah's Ark Cottage. Built in 1666, it had all the original features intact, the stone walls, roses in the garden cultivated since 1666, and I also remember finding Green Nailsea and Bristol Blue glass when planting conifers. I remember the smell of freshly made buns at Parsons the bakers, Hewitts Spar on the corner of Clevedon Road and the local village policeman, Mr Genge. My school was Seven Oaks. The school dinners were served up by jolly cooks. I also remember the dentist Mr Scull, Reynolds sweet shop on Silver Street, Mr Aish the building merchant. I have so many happy memories of Nailsea and would love to hear from anybody else who remembers Nailsea in the good old days.
Avon memories
Happy Days
I lived at 13 Westfield Close, from 1951 until 1965 when sadly my father died and we all moved to Weston. My memories of living there are very happy. I went to Backwell C of E School and the head, I think, was Mr Branch who kept bees in the top of the infants' playground. The houses in Rodney Road were not there then and all the local children spend many hours out playing in the fields all around. We would cycle to the common and as long as we were home before dark our parents never worried. At 11 years old I went to Backwell Secondary Modern School which I loved. From what I remember Mum telling me, before we moved into our house we lived in a nissan hut at Brockley Coombe, I was born there in 1951, though I have no memory of being there, maybe someone reading this will know something about them. My grandfather was a ganger on Nailsea and Backwell station, he had a... Read more
Brockley Hall
I believe that my great grandfather Robert Landeman Jones owned Brockley Hall but I am unsure of the date, I am guessing it was the 1870s. I think that he later moved to Weston-super-Mare. My brother and I have a photo of the old house. I also have a diary that my great grandfather kept for the years 1896 and 1905 which has fascinating detail about his accounts.
Beautiful Brockley Hall
I used to live at Brockley Hall, I had my first born son John at Brockley, followed by four more children, I have the most wonderful memories at Brockley, walking through the gardens, It is a beautiful place, so many precious memories.. xx
My Home
I have lived in the village all my life, all 29 years of it. I have lived in 3 different cottages, the 1st was opposite the village hall, I am 1 of 4 children and I have many happy memories of living there till just before my 10th birthday. My father then got offered a bigger house just up the road. That was a very special house a lovely big garden plus I had my own room!! I then left school at 16yrs and worked for Sir William helping my father maintain the cottages and land. I was then fortunate to be offered my 3rd home in the village - where I have brought up my two young children and me and my husband are expecting child number 3. I have such happy memories of our annual village fete, beetle drives and village dances. I've seen many people come and go, sadly too many of them passing away. The village is now an ever changing place, but I will continue... Read more
Where I Was Born in 1951
This photo shows Woodhill Road, the houses at the top of the picture, the road I was
born in 1951. How the scene has changed over the years.
Long gone are the power station chimneys and the old boating shed where my Grandpa used to work. As a child I rode my pony around the lake grounds through
the village and then to the top of Naish Hill where I kept her.
