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Rendham, Church Meadows c1960

Rendham, Church Meadows c1960
 
 

Rendham, Church Meadows c1960 Ref: r326008

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Photo of Rendham, the White Horse c1960

Rendham, the White Horse c1960
Ref: R326013

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Rendham White Horse Pub & village shop

The White Horse Pub used to be owned by a brewery in Ipswich, and the name of the former brewery can just be seen on the l.h side of the building. There was once an entrance to an off-license on that side. My uncle wired up a coloured lighting system outside the pub in the early 1960's when he worked as an electrician at G.A Hubbard of Saxmundham.
The building to the left is the former village shop, which I believe, was run by Tyrells. Their speciality was sliced boiled ham. I also remember all the many jars of sweets that they had on sale. When Tyrells left, another owner changed the shop to a MACE stores, and also incorporated a post office in the shop (this had previously been in a cottage just behind the viewer). The shop no longer exists, and is a private dwelling.

Shared on 03 February 2008 by Mike Horne.

Photo of Rendham, the Village c1960

Rendham, the Village c1960
Ref: R326003

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my summer holidays

It is great to see this scene again, 47 years later. My family and I spent our holidays in this village with my grandparents (Russell), and my auntie & uncle and cousins (Shawcross). They all lived in the cottage shown to the far right of the photo. We used to travel from Leeds (overnight) in an old Commer Express Delivery van (normally used by my dad in his work as a radio & tv engineer). We did live in this house for a while before moving to Sweffling in 1962.
My dad (Denis Horne) did work at G.A Hubbard as a radio & tv engineer in 1963, before moving work to Orford Ness (A.W.R.E SECRET SITE) from 1964/67. My uncle, George Shawcross worked as an electrician at G.A Hubbard at Saxmundham.
My relatives have long left this area, and so have my family by 1967.
I often enjoy travelling back to Suffolk to see it all again !

Shared on 26 January 2008 by Mike Horne.

Photo of Saxmundham, Mill Road c1955

Saxmundham, Mill Road c1955
Ref: S69014

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Parham House

Does anyone have any information about Parham House. I believe that it was a residential school in the 60's - 70's run by a Mrs Russell. I wonder if there are any records surviving from this period?
Regards
Hilary Player

Shared on 02 March 2010

Photo of Saxmundham, Mill Road c1955

Saxmundham, Mill Road c1955
Ref: S69014

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Family of 14 and still take in lodgers!

John and Charlotte Freeman lived in the white houses by the motor bike. ( I'm sure I have photos of groups outside the house with this bike!).  My great grandfather was a blacksmith with his smithy in Church Road. He made many of the fences that protected trees on the Hurts Farm estate.  They had 12 children.  8 boys (Thomas, George, Sam, Fredrick, Sidney, Percy, John and Bill)and 4 girls (Elsie, Rose, Honor and Kate - Percy and Kate were twins). Thomas was a Lance Corporal with the 4th Battalion, Suffolk Regiment and died in 1916 aged 20 and is commemorated on the Thiepval Memorial.
Percy used to cut gents' hair in a shed in the garden in Albion Street where he lived. His brother Sam lived next door. Rose (Hulme) had a laundry the other side of the railway line in Chantry Road and used to have whist drives for the soldiers there. (I think it was later a motor bike shop.) She later lived in Albion Street as well with her sister Honor and brought me up.  Bill and his wife Gladys lived in one side of this house and Kate the other until about the late 1970s.  I had many happy memories of flitting between Mill Road and Albion Street!  ( Carol Allen nee Clark)

Shared on 16 January 2009 by Carol Allen.

International Stores

A previous shared memory recalling International Stores reminds me that my father worked there, as a roundsman. He would cycle every day from Leiston,  then do the equivalent all over again in Saxmundham, several times a day as he delivered groceries.

He had his own band - he played piano - and met my mother, Joan Spatchet, at a dance in the Market Hall.  They married in 1937, my sister Ann was born a year later and I arrived on February 23rd 1944 - just a few weeks after my father was killed on a bombing raid over Germany on January 1/2nd, when his plane was attacked by a night fighter. Two years ago we travelled to Germany from our home on the Staffordshire/Shropshire border, and with the help of a local journalist, the Mayor of Weyhausen, and the townsfolk, we found the crash site of his plane. It was in a forest and has been left undisturbed, with the Mayor pledging to place flowers on the site every year.

I've always considered Saxmundham my home and visit at least once a year for my "dose of Sax".

Some other events I recall - the Queen Mother arriving for the Suffolk Show (then held in Saxmundham), catching newts in the pond near the recreation ground, and Saxmundham Primary School (still only just standing on my last visit, awaiting a use). Teacher Mr Foster had a violin and thought he could play music. Aargh!  We were also one of the first schools to have a new climbing frame - known as "the apparatus".  Elf and safety would condemn it today.

One of the teachers used to tie our thumbs together and make us stand by the fire if we were naughty. I was always there.  I remember Headmaster Mr Bettenson, who was still alive and kicking just a few years ago and is probably still.

I was also a keen train spotter and I remember those glorious occasions when Britannia steamed into Sax station. What an engine, still going strong today, though mostly retired.

Then there was Backhouses - the grocery shop where service was the key word. It had a lovely smell of tea and coffee, which I can still recall today.

I'd be pleased to hear from anyone from the town on john.g.fisher@btinternet.com



Shared on 25 June 2008 by John Fisher.

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