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Newbiggin-On-Lune maps
Historic maps of Newbiggin-On-Lune and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Newbiggin-On-Lune maps
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Ravenstonedale| Crosby Garrett| Wharton| Nateby| Orton| Kirkby Stephen| Tebay| Hartley| Winton| Howgill| Brough
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Childhood Days
I went with my parents, brother and sister to live at Beech Cottage in the grounds of the big house named The Villa. We went there to escape the bombing at Wallasey (Liverpool). I was four at that time and we stayed there for five idyllic years until 1945 when the war had ended. The Walker sisters lived in The Villa and there were Walkers in the farm next door. We used to go for the milk daily with a jug in hand. When nanny and grandpa came to stay, nanny would help out at The Villa when fishing guests came to stay. We went to school in the village and to all the three churches. Mrs Windrop ran the village shop and a Mr. Brunskill lived at the Smithy. I am now 75 years old but Crosby Garrett is my favourite place of all time! My maiden name... Read more
The Brunskill Family
As child of ten I used to go with relations and stay in Frith cottage, I believe they were friends of the family way back. My gt.gt. grandfather Thomas Brunskill was born in Crosby Garrett and he is buried in St.Andrews Church at the top of the hill. Thomas was the School Master of the Waitby and Smardale School from 1820 - 1860 when he died. He made a trip from Westmorland to Paris in 1824 for which I have his diary. I know there were Brunskills still in the village but not sure whether they are related, it is not an uncommon name in those parts. I also have school papers going back to 1825 and would love to hear from anyone who has any information.
Howgill Parish Church
Visited church and local area to see for myself where my ancesters lived over one hundred years ago. They were Robert Gibson and his son, also called Robert, both of them farmers. I first discovered Howgill and Sedbergh back in 2002 and was amazed by its beauty and peacefulness. This area has made a lasting impression on me that I shall never forget and I will always regard Howgill as my special place.
Family
I also visited the churchyard to look for relatives, and found Robert Gibson and his son Robert. My grandfather was Abram Gibson born in Sedberg to Robert and Betsy Gibson
Family
My family lived in Warcop hall for 400 years until my stupid great-great-grandfather William Wild got some army generals drunk and got them to buy the house and all the land. My Aunt Sue (Sue James - now Sharp) was the last person in my family to be born there.
The Bridge Inn Brough
I was born in the Bridge Inn, Main Street, Brough, Westmorland, on December 6, 1927. My mother recalls the weather to have been very stormy with heavy falls of snow. My father, William Norman Stell, was the manager of the inn & the licencee was his mother, Elizabeth Ann Stell. My mother was Sarah Martha Stell & had two other sons, John Walter Stell & William Norman Stell ,aged 6 & 4, who went to the local school. My father was a talented pianist & also ran a band. We moved to Durham City in 1930 where my father & mother were stewards of the Conservative Club.
In both photographs the very substantial building on the left is clearly the Bridge Inn. I am very grateful to have these photograhs to add to my family history portfolio.
Racing The Flood
This story was related to me over 60 years ago. I have never had it verified,
so how true it is I don't know.
One day a family was haytiming up river from Sedbergh when they saw a wall
of water coming down the river. Realising that the workmen building Birks dam
(Mill Weir) would be caught by the flood one of the family jumped on his penny farthing
bike and raced the flood to Birks. He just had time to warn the workmen who scrambled clear just before the flood swept away their barrows and tools.
I wonder if this might be related to the massive cloudburst that hit Grizedale all those
years ago? Perhaps someone could see if the dates of the cloudburst and the building of
the dam coincide
