Historic map of Old Bewick
Illustrated Victorian map of Northumberland
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Old Bewick, Northumberland
Old Bewick maps
Historic maps of Old Bewick and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Old Bewick maps
Old Bewick photos
We have no photos of Old Bewick, although we do have photos of these nearby places: Chillingham, Chatton, Glanton, WoolerOld Bewick books
Displaying 2 of 3 books about Old Bewick and the local area. View all Old Bewick books
Northumberland Tyne and Wear Photographic Memories
Paperback
£14
Northumberland Photographic Memories
Paperback
£14
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Memories of Old Bewick
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Northumberland memories
How great was the Great North Road when it squeezed through these ancient gates until the early 1970s? Traffic built up on both sides waiting to get through. For a child this was the spot that marked where our holidays began, as it would only be another 15 miles or so to the cottage on the coast. It felt as... [more]
Shared on 04 August 2009
I think it was 1972, when I was hitchhiking north to Scotland and stranded in Alnwick late in the evening. I sat with my girlfrend at the well on a kind of marketplace thinking 'bout a place to sleep. Later a nice guy with a dog came around and talked with us. He fortunately invited us to stay at his home... [more]
Shared on 19 December 2008
The Bird Cage Club (den of iniquity)
I am interested in anyone having memories of the Bird Cage Club in Alnwick. I ran the club in partnership with Stuart Manly (now owner of Barter Books in Alnwick). I would be interested if you have any photographs taken inside the club. I only have two photographs. I would be interested to know if you saw any bands, singers, attended... [more]
Shared on 21 July 2008
Visiting the Grace Darling Musuem, then her grave in the churchyard opposite, was an annual event while on holiday on the Northumberland coast. Peering through the bars around the tomb I was often reminded of how my grandmother had pulled herself up, slipped and put a metal spike through the base of her chin. As I could never spot a scar... [more]
Shared on 04 August 2009
