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Historic maps of Peatswood and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Peatswood maps
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Living at Almington Hall
I was only 5 or 6 years old when my mother was employed as a cook at the hall. I remember we had a bedroom at the top of the hall and when Mother put me to bed, Nanny would come and take to the nursery to play. I remember a big rocking horse there and lots of toys. Mother used to make butter with the cream she skimmed off the top of the milk. I also remember going upstairs to clean the ashes out of the fire place in Mrs Coghill's room, and there was a beautiful garden. I went to the local school there and mother told me that one day I had a cold but she sent me to school and when the son of the house came in to ask after my cold was told I was at school and he went and collected me from school. When we left, Nanny gave me a lovely china doll but mother wouldn't let me have it, I... Read more
Scout Camps
Members of the 2nd St Mary's Scout Troop Market Drayton were allowed to camp at one of the farms on this estate. Major Harding lived in the house, he was the Area Scout Commissioner and even though he only had one arm (lost during the 1st WW I believe) he was quite active. We were allowed to play on the lake with a variety of home made rafts. No "ELTH & SAFETY" in those days, we were also able to collect Moorhen eggs whilst on the lake which supplemented the rations aquired from our parents.
Sports Day/fancy Dress
I remember the annual Adbaston Primary school sports day/fancy dress competions, always held on Saturdays (big family occasion). My sisters and I won fancy dress several different years, thanks to our mum's good ideas. Recently had some old film footage transfered onto DVD by my mum. Wonderful gift, of a happy memorable time. Lived 13 happy years in Adbaston village. Bring back the good old days!
Leawood Pitts, High Offley
My Great Great Grandfather was a farmer and the owner of Leawood Pitts from around 1848 to 1892. His name was John Clemson and he farmed about 46 acres. He had a wife, Mary, and seven children. I have a photograph of the farmhouse taken sometime during that period, and also some historical information. I thought this might get the Memories of High Offley page started.
My Life There
I remember the days when I lived on a farm that was owned by Mark Carter from Eccleshall Castle. I had so much fun living in Eccleshall that I didn't want to move when the farm was sold. I had loads of friends and good memories, I remember when all the children were given a Silver Jubilee coin at school, the walks to the church from Lonsdale School, and to the common at the top of the junction of Kerry Lane and we had to pass by the Jacksons' place, I was friends with their son Carl. I also remember the Royal Oak pub because my mum and Joyce Robinson worked there for Geoff Hurst the footballer who owned it at that time. The chip shop down the side of the Oak when they used newspaper to wrap your chips, they sold a Ford Anglia to my dad. The Badger that was then called the Railway Inn and owned by Ron and Connie. I had a best mate like all... Read more
Wonderful Times Too
I read John Grehan's contribution with great interest. I too enjoyed the air raid shelters and LMS Station at Cold Meece, though four or five years later than his own expeditions. I too attended St Joseph's and the two boys in the taxi with John were my older brothers. By the time I went to "St Joe's", the taxi service was not available and I was taken in my mother's car the three miles to the nearest bus stop for Stoke on Trent. As a teenager, I attended a party in one of the inhabited houses next to "Meece House", the abandoned stately home. Naturally a deputation of us party goers ventured in to the then stable structure. In the garage was an old Alvis car, completely intact. Incredible, really.
My Dad was something of a local historian and wrote articles of local interest for the "Evening Sentinel" newspaper. Later these were compiled to make a local bestseller "Murders Myths and Monuments of North Staffordshire". One of... Read more
Wonderful Times
My father moved to Cold Meece in 1960 to take up his job as a prison officer at the nearby Drake Hall open prison, and we stayed there for a couple of years before we moved to live at the prison itself.
At the time I was between 9 and 11 years old and, for a child of that age, it was a wonderful place to grow up. It was so rural that there was little risk of being knocked over by cars, and we were free to wander all over the place, only returning home for food and, occasionally, money for the ice cream van.
There were two wonderful structures that we had ready access to which are worthy of special mention :-
- There was an old abandoned stately home, which we kids used to play in. At that time it was in a stable condition so it was relatively safe to play in. I remember that the house had its own... Read more
