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Nether Broughton maps
Historic maps of Nether Broughton and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Nether Broughton maps
Nether Broughton photos
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Long Clawson| Ab Kettleby| Grimston| Saxelby| Hose| Scalford| Asfordby| Frisby On The Wreake| Melton Mowbray| Thorpe Arnold| Burton Lazars
Nether Broughton area books
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John Thomas Hopkins
I have just found out that my grandad was born in Upper Broughton in 1876. If anyone can help me with any information I would be extremely grateful.
Gertrude Betts
My grandmother was born in Holwell in 1892. Her name was Gertrude Ellen Betts and her parents were William and Rose Ella Betts. Does anybody have any information about them please?
Rev. Exall
Hello, I was very interested to read the post that mentions Reverend Exall who was my ancestor. Unfortunately I don't know much about him so if anyone has any anecdotes or such, I would be very interested. A. James.
Emma And John Hewerdine
I remember my grandma telling me that her mum, Frances Hewerdine, came from beautiful Scalford and she was a real lady, and somewhere along the line Frances's parents had a dress shop. Sadly I don't know where Emma and John were buried, or I would take flowers. Does anyone else have memories along these lines to share? I would love to share someone's memories of Scalford for about 1850 onwards.
The Old Rectory, Now Called
It was Dec 1965, and my sister Ellen Blackham and I sailed to England from Perth, Western Australia, to spend time with my sister Doris Whitby. Doris and her husband Roy had purchased The Old Rectory in the late 1950s. It was no longer required as a rectory and was therefore put on the market. I will never forget driving down Station Lane on that grey afternoon in December and seeing Beechcroft (my sister named it that because of the huge Beech tree that was growing on the right of the building) for the first time. Christmas was approaching and we were excited to be celebrating it here at Beechcroft with the possibility of a white Christmas as well. We walked through the village singing Christmas carols, and then people came back to Beechcroft and in the huge kitchen we had fruit mince pies and hot cocoa. Wonderful memories!!
Ellen and I stayed for 18 months. Our memories of Beechcroft and the village of Asfordby will remain in our hearts... Read more
Beechcroft (Rectory)
I had the pleasure of living in Beechcroft since the day I was born in 1954, my parents and grandparents had bought the rectory, named a "White Elephant"as no one had lived in it for 4 years. During that time we had birthday parties on the front lawn, unless of course you were born in January. My parents loved to have BBQ's in the grounds. My sister and I had our weddings here and walked across the lawn to the church. I remember the cellars - cold, dark but exciting, lots of stories have been written about secret passages to the river. The house was magnificent and I still miss it now. I travel to the UK from Australia often, and just sit in the grounds and relive my youth. We as kids played in the grounds, searched in the fields for mushrooms and climbed the trees. I did not like walking past the graveyard at night to get home off the last bus, so my mum was always there... Read more
MY FATHER (CAPTURED IN TIME)
THE MAN ON THE RIGHT WITH THE RAINCOAT IS ALBERT TOMAS DIXON. HE LIVED IN MELTON ALL HIS LIFE . HE WAS BORN IN 1910 AND DIED IN 2001. HE WORKED FOR THE POST OFFICE AND STARTED AS AN ERRAND BOY RISING TO ASSISTANT POSTMASTER OF MELTON. HE NEVER HAD A CAR AND WALKED FROM HIS HOME AT 217 ASFORDBY RD IN THE MORNING THEN HOME FOR LUNCH THEN BACK TO WORK AND HOME AGAIN IN THE EVENING WALKING 4 MILES EVERY WORKING DAY. THIS IS MY FATHER AND THIS PHOTO MUST HAVE BEEN TAKEN WHEN I WAS 5 YEARS OLD. I CAN ALWAYS REMEMBER HIM TAKING ME INTO 'PACEY'S' SHOWN OPPPOSITE TO BUY HIS DAILY NEWSPAPER.
