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Used to Live Here
Our Dad was the local GP. We lived at The Delmere from birth till aged 12. We both have very fond memories of the village and have been back a couple of times 1946 - 1958
Horn st
I lived in Horn St in the 1960s and have fond memories of the village and its people
Daneswood
My maternal grandparents owned Daneswood, which you reached by taking the Mells road out of Great Elm, then turning left at a bungalow set right on the edge of the Mells river valley. After passing the bungalow, Daneswood was the first of three fine Victorian houses set in their own beautiful gardens that fell away down the valley to the Mells river. Daneswood has since been renamed Wood Rising.
When our family of mother, father and three boys returned from Egypt in 1952 we lived at Daneswood for a while, and attended Mells school. We played by the river and learned how to fish, using bent pins and bamboo polls to catch first roach and then trout. There was great excitement when my mother brought us a packet of real fishhooks from Frome. The river at that time was full of crayfish, and we used to catch them and have crayfish races in the grass by the river.
I n 1953 my parents opened a school called Roselyon in... Read more
The Oldest House
Frome's 'Oldest House' or 'Pepperpot' has a chequered past even in recent times. I moved to Frome in 1992 when it was being used as a Travel Agents and looked fairly run down. It then remained closed for a number of years except at christmas time when it was used as a charity card shop. The upper floors of the building have faux tudor styling, the ground floor is laid out to plate glass. It fell into disrepair and suffered from Frome's Saturday night broken window epidemic on several occasions - which now seems to have thankfully passed. However, it has recently been restored and redeemed itself since re-opening as 'Le Strada', the best coffee house in town (in my opinion), which also hosts a small gallery.
My Best Memories
I was born in Frome and I left when i was 11 years old,I moved with my dad to Bristol. But I have to be honest, since I have left Frome about ten years ago I miss my life I had there. Even though I have been living in Bristol for the past ten years, it's never felt like home. When I go to visit friends in Frome I get butterflies in my tummy and it feels like I'm going home. I miss going on bike rides to Longleat and geting in for free through the back entrance. I always felt safe in Frome because everyone knows everyone, even if not by name just by face. Me and my sister and brother used to go fishing with friends just off the bridge in town by the library. I also miss playing in the adventure playground, playing on the big red spider climbing frame and the old train. I remember the old fruit market, I think that was on a Wednesday,... Read more
My Last Year in Frome
I was born and raised in Frome, West End and then we moved to Green Lane. We emigrated to Canada, I did not want to leave Frome at all. I still miss home!. The pretty streets and the steep hills. I can remember swimming in the river, and fishing in it. Every Wednesday going to the market after school to pet the animals. Mum used to buy us fish for dinner every Friday night at a fish shop on Cheap Street. Still to this day I swear it was the tastiest fish I have ever had. The long walk to school (Selwood Secondary) I would not go to Oakfield School (a stone's throw away from Green Lane), I really still do not know why I was so against that school. Boy, the walk was a long way up and down hills, down Bath Street, down Weymouth Hill and all the way up them again after school! The market place, I worked at Boot's the chemist after school and on weekends.... Read more
On Our Way to Longleat.....
After walking the footpath from Rodden Farm we would end up on the main Frome /Warminster road, not far from the start of Friggle Street. This was our route to Longleat we often took on foot during our school holidays. We often used other modes of transport along Friggle Street,i.e our skateboards and bikes! It seemed a long old walk past some loverly dwellings, I always remember one house that flew the Welsh flag! The street would split with the left road heading to Corsley via a ford and avery steep hill if I remember correctly.. the righthand road led on to East woodlands and Hales castle an old Iron age hillfort whichcould be seen on theleft just before the start of Longleat woods. We would go for miles exploring the fields and woods around the vicinity of Friggle Street....what a beautiful place to live...!
