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Earl Shilton| Newbold Verdon| Barwell| Kirby Muxloe| Market Bosworth| Sapcote| Groby| Hinckley| Glenfield| Burbage| New Parks| Cosby| Broughton Astley| Newtown Linford| Anstey| Ibstock| Bradgate Park| Cropston
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My Early Years
My memory of Shilton is when I started school at the infant school in The Hollow which is now a supermarket, and then to the school in Wood Street, after that to Heathfield at Bel Vue and we used to play in Dan Asley's sand pit on the home.
After I left school I worked for a Mr Surch at Kesters Nook which is no longer there, and then he went to Australia and I went with him, here I have been for the last 54 years. But I have been back to Shilton a few times as I still have three sisters living in England and I still call it my home. But it has changed so much that I have lost all contact with all the boys I used to go to school with and I hope someone still remembers me.
We also liked to go down to Elmsthorp and watch the old steam trains go through and put pennies on the line to let the train flatten... Read more
Earl Shilton
My memories are of Earl Shilton and similar to those of Eric Johnson. I started at Earl Shilton Infant School in 1959 and the headmistress was called Mrs Cloe. When I was in her class she would read Brer Rabbit books to us at the end of each day and if the boys were naughty they had their legs slapped. It was a little school which my grandmother and mother also went to and as Eric stated is now a supermarket. I lived down Elmesthorpe Lane and my dad used to take me to see the steam trains at Elmesthorpe - although they were few and far between at that time, Dad knew when they were due. My next school was at the other end of the village which was Earl Shilton Junior School. There was a little sweet shop on the corner where we used to buy sherbet dips and jubilees. I go back to Earl Shilton perhaps once every couple of years and although the shops are different... Read more
Growing up in Earl Shilton
I have fond memories of Earl Shilton around the 1950s. My first school was in Wood Street where I lived in a little old cottage, now knocked down. I remember celebrating Queen Elizabeth II's coronation at the school, wearing a red, white and blue paper dress my mum made for me. We moved later to Weavers Road where I attended Weavers Road School. I have memories of 'Harry's' (or the flea pit) picture house which I frequented on Saturdays with my cousin, to see the old cowboy films, and cheering when the cavalry turned up. It cost 9 old pennies to get in. I also remember when the new roller skating rink opened. Fond memories too of the old station as others have remembered, taking picnics, and also watery gate, waiting for the cars to splash! Oh, and Mrs Lumley's fish and chip shop, Almeys Lane, 3 old pennies for a bag of chips!! Lots of memories.
Infant And Junior School in Earl Shilton Late 1960's to Mid 1970's
I lived on Cedar Road, my parents having bought a house (in which my mother still lives) on the new estate in 1964. I attended Wood Street Infant School from 1968 to 1971, Hill Top Junior School from 1971 to 1975, Heathfield from 1975 to 1978 and Earl Shilton COmmunity College (now William Bradford) from 1978 to 1982. At infant school, my teachers for the three years were, I think, Mrs Nicholls, Mrs Weightman and Miss White. I remember Miss White as being slim and having jet black hair and being strict but kind and having a new car, a gold Vauxhall Viva, registration WWD 624H I think, which I remember being parked to the left of the school gates near to the war memorial (I have no idea why or how I remembered that!). There was a large climbing frame in the school yard which would undoubtedly never be allowed these days and a narrow strip of grass at the back of the school beyond the playground. I... Read more
Family Recollections of Kirby Muxloe - 1913 to 1969.
My memories of Kirby Muxloe date back to 1949, when I was a bridesmaid at my father’s cousin Anne’s wedding at St Bartholomew’s Church. However it is the castle that I remember most, since we had to drive past it to visit her parents, my Great Aunt Nell and Great Uncle Stan in Desford Lane. In 1969 I photographed the Castle when I took my own sons to visit Anne’s sister, Eva, who lived on at the same house after their parents’ deaths.
My father was born in 1913 and he and his parents lived next door to Stan and Nell for the first twenty or so years of his life. He had vivid recollections of the castle. He wrote in his memoirs: << . . .but above everything else in my early childhood days is the memory of the Castle. It was the anchor of all my cognitive thought. Every concept that I had started from it. My sense of locality began with it. Although I could not... Read more
Happy Days
I was born on the 6th of July 1936 at 61 Hinckley Road. My mother was Edith Truslove, nee Turrell, father William Truslove. I had an idyllic childhood. Playing in Ken Underwood's fields. Watching the quarry steam locos running to and from the quarries on Sapcote Road and the crusher down Elmsthorpe Lane. All my uncles worked in the quarries as did most of the village men. We had long walks to Croft, Sapcote,Elmsthorpe and Watery Gate, lots of picnics. Wonderful teachers, Jenny Tansy, Mrs Middleton, Mr Pye Bill Truslove
Court Crescent Junior School And Wellinger Way
I was born at my Grandmother's home at No: 50 Hand Avenue on the Braunstone Estate. When I was about 3 we moved from Grandma's to our own home at No: 9 Wellinger Way. I went to Queensmead Infants School and then to Cort Crescent Junior School. I remember the old wooden buildings that were built on stilts. They were our classrooms. The only brick buildings were the assembly hall and the 'White Hut' which was Mr Worthington's classroom. I was in his class in year 3 and he was one of my favourite teachers. Another of my favourites was Miss Shenton, who taught writing skills and RE and was often known to whack a child over the back of the hand with a ruler if their writing wasn't uniform and neat. I thought she was a lovely old lady and felt I knew her as she had also taught my dad. I also liked Mr James, a welshman with a fiery temper who was my year 4 teacher and... Read more
