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Coningsby| Tattershall| Heckington
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The Vintner Farm
My father, Dudley David Wright, who lived in a poor section of Grimsby with his foster mother Nellie Fields and was born in 1924 told me of summers he spent in Dogdyke on a farm owned by a Mrs Vintner. Another person who summered there was Edith STokes, who died in the 1980's or 1990's. My father later emigrated with my mother, sister and I to Australia and has since died and I have no record of his birth parents, though know his mother was called Daisy Wright and was from Nottingham, nor of the Vintner family who were so kind to him and provided what he remembered as idyllic summers the highlight of his childhood. I are eager to learn of anyone who may know of the farm or of any of these people in their own family records. Is Dogdyke still a rural community I wonder, never having gone there myself.
Childhood
I went to Dogdyke Primary School until i was 13 years old, I lived at Tattershall Bridge. Dogdyke was split by the River Witham, on the Tattershall side was The Packet Inn pub, where the ferry used to cross, and the Dogdyke pumping station. The catchment area for Dogdyke School was Walcot Dales, Chapel Hill, Twenty Foot, we had 3 classrooms and in my latter years a swimming pool.
Fishing
We went fishing to Dogdyke on the River Witham in 1964.
Langrick
I was born at Church Corner, Langrick, in one of a pair of tied cottages. My godparents lived next door. My mother was Joyce May Cargill, and she was living with her parents, Eva Kate and George Herbert White at the time of my birth. my father was Joseph William Cargill. He was in the Army, fighting in the second World War.
My paternal grandparents were Mary and John Perry Cargll. They lived a short distance away, along Armtree Road. There is not a trace of the little cottae where they brought up their large family.
The house where I was born on March 21st 1943 has now been converted into single dwelling. the old apple tree is still in the garden. There is still mistletoe growing in it.
My parents were married at Langrick Church. This is where my father and some of his brothers and sisters were baptised. I was baptised here too.
On January 21st 2007 my husband Keith and I... Read more
RAF Vet.
I was stationed at Conningsby in 1953. I would be interested if there is anyone that served at that time on this base. I am now living in Canada.
Brothertoft Days
My grandparents, Charles Herbert and Maud Mary Epton, lived at 3 (later 11) Council Houses, Brothertoft, and my childhood holidays were always spent here. My dad was born in that house, as was his brother, and my grandparents must have lived there nigh on 50 years, and both of them, along with several other relatives, are buried in Brothertoft churchyard. Dad, Ira, and his little brother, Les, went to school at Hedgehog Bridge, a trek across the fields and through the churchyard to the North Forty Foot Bank every day, a walk we often took, past Pepperdines Farm and Cut End. The big hall was owned by Horace Robinson, previously belonging to the Sharpe family, and today run by Horace's son. At no 4 Council Houses (later 12) was Walt Epton the haulage lorry firm, and after they moved to Hubberts Bridge, Charlie Ullyatt. At no 3 were my grandparents, and no 2 - I don't know the name of the folks was there when I was little, though I... Read more
Peaceful Childhood
We lived at Langrick Station and I attended Hedgehog Bridge School - lots of memories of Miss Tooley and all the kids who lived in the area. It was a wonderful time in the 1950s. No school left now and not many of the people I knew either. If any of you read this, best wishes and happy memories.
