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Served in Air Traffic Control
I was stationed at RAF Waddington as a Senior Aircrafts Woman In Air Traffic Control and remember the Vulcan Bomber well. They filmed the James Bond movie 'Thunderball' while I was there. I used to babysit for one of the pilots called Gerry Rippon while serving there. We had some good times in the Naafi and I have a few photos to tell the tale. I enjoyed my job working in the control tower. It would be nice to be able to contact some former friends who served with me. I shared a room with my then best friend Iris who came from Spitalgate. The room we shared was for four people but we the only ones in our room.
METHERINGHAM FEAST
My family used to visit Metheringham regularly to vist my mother's aunt. Her name was Nellie Garrick and she lived in Lime Tree Avenue (I think that is the right name). She was married to Jack Garrick. We used to go on a Friday night. Dad would go to the pub and we would stay at Great Aunty Nellie's house. We would always have fish and chips.
Each year we would visit Metheringham Feast. I used to love the atmosphere of the Fair Ground...the Candy Floss, Toffee Apples, the rides and side shows. I learnt later that Mum and Dad had met at the Feast. The dinner set we always used at Christmas with 12 settings of everything was bought at the Feast...so Mum told me.
We would drive to Metheringham in our little car and Dad would be a bit worst for wear on the drive home. Mum says she often had to grab the steering wheel. Luckily the cars didn't travel so fast in those days and... Read more
Boyhood in Navenby
This is the village where I was born and grew up. The first shop on the right was my Dad's, a Butcher. This was next to Welbourn's the baker. The other side of Tenters Lane was another Bakers, Marshall's.
The village school then was in Church Lane next to the church and the teachers were Miss True, Mr Wright, Miss Milner, and Mr Powley, the Head. I went to this school and so did my Dad. I believe Mr Powley taught him too.
The Old Post Office
My grandparents, Harold and Phyllis Fenton, ran the village post office in the 1930s, 1940s, 1950s and 1960s from their home in the stone house opposite the Horse and Jockey Inn. My three sisters and I, daughters of Margaret Fenton and Joseph Gerard Nevin, visited with our grandparents many times during the 1950s and 1960s and early 1970s. I remember the village of Waddington as a quiet rural village with winding country lanes surrounded by green pastures, and remember especially the cows being driven up the hill past my bedroom window to go to the farm for milking. I was a very young child then and my memories of Waddington and my grandparents are very fond ones. I have not visited the village of Waddington since the mid-1970s as I feared that the inevitable urban growth and modernisation would disappoint me and distort my memories of this quiet English village I loved to visit. I am now 62 years old and reside in Kitchener-Waterloo, 80 kilometres south east... Read more
Life in Branston
I was born in Branston in 1948. I grew up there until I was 16 when we moved to Lincoln. There was a waterwheel down one of the country lanes which was very unusual, in as much as that it was horizontal rather than vertical. I believe it is still there today.
My family were quite extensive in the village and everyone knew everyone else. They were alway ready to help each other and were all very friendly.
I could play in the streets with complete safety and without fear.
We would have "Rummage Sales" in the Village Hall on a regular basis and the 1st May was always a treat with dancing round the Maypole and bands.
School sports days were always held on a Saturday and were quite a big affair.
We had a field that we named "The Hills and Hollows" that was great fun to play in. As its name suggests it was very hilly and we... Read more
Looking For Family Members
I am looking for family members of the Hagyard Family. They lived in Wellingore in the 1800 to 1900's. I would love any information anyone has.
No Actual Memories ...!
Kirkby Green. I was born here in December 1941. My family lived in the house at the side of 'The Beck' which had a water wheel used for driving a mill. My father worked for a local farming family, the Wrights. I have no memories of my life here as we left the area in 1942, but my brothers and sisters have told me about life there. Some years later I was involved in a road accident which resulted in my being in hospital in Lincoln for a while. The person in the next bed to mine was the son of the Wright family my father had worked for, small world.
I paid a visit to see my birthplace as I was told it had fallen into a state of ruin. I found a beautifully restored house still with a working water wheel and was made welcome by the present occupier, a member of the original Wright family.
Brian Williamson.
