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Fun at Proudfoot's
I can remember walking up Sea Lane with my brothers, and visiting the little shop owned by Mrs Proudfoot, in the hope of getting some groceries for our parents (and sweets for us)! Everything about the shop was quaint, from the layout of the shop floor to the scales on the counter. It wasn't always the best stocked shop, so if ever Mrs Proudfoot had sold out of something, or we needed something she didn't sell, we had to gingerly walk passed her shop window and buy the goods from the Post Office shop instead. Then when we walked back down Sea Lane, we would have to hide the groceries from her view when passing the shop window again!
When the weather was nice, our family used to spend the day making sand castles and playing games on the Old Hunstanton beach. It was always a painful affair to get to the sand and sea though - the cobbled pathway leading to the beach was much trickier to... Read more
MY FIRST JOB
I worked and lived at the Golden Lion Hotel, beginning when I was 19, fresh out of Westminster Hotel School, when I was a trainee/assistant manager there from 1959-63 or 64, with the exception of the winter of 1962/63 when I worked in a luxury hotel in Munich, for the experience. My German friend, Reinhardt Willner, a waiter in Munich, came back with me (a mistake) and worked in the restaurant at the Golden Lion. He married one of the English waitresses and never made the effort to treat my position with respect. It was a very busy hotel with a lot of function dinners (especially Masonic as we had a temple built into the hotel), crazy bank holiday weekends where, when serving in either cocktail or back public bar, all you could see were three rows of outstreched arms clutching empty pint mugs requiring refills.
Mr and Mrs Hinchliffe were the managers (ex Todmorden, Yorks). One day while relieving the barman, Scottie, for his lunch break in... Read more
Ponies, Donkies And Roses Don't Mix!
I worked with the ponies and donkies in the mid to late 1960s. Sometimes we would take them home to their field via Seagate Road, there would be about 4 or 5 of us riding ponies and the donkies would follow but quite often they would stop and chomp on people's flowers, especially roses. They would lean over the walls and tuck in, many a time someone would come out and shout at us. Sometimes if the tide was right we would be able to ride them back along the beach up to the slope where the boats go down to the water, that was great. My pony's name was Chummy. I can remember some of the names - Nibbs, Tony, Mary, Gerry the donkey, Inky and Jenny. I wonder if anyone has any old pics of them.
My Father
My father, ARTHUR PERCY CRUMP, was born in 1898 in London, but orphanned in 1901. He was sent to Heacham with his older sister, EDITH. The 1911 Census shows him living with foster parents....Samuel Groom, his wife, daughter and 2 other "boarders" at 2, Garden Terrace. His sister was housemaid to a Mrs. D. Steward. He spoke of leaving school at 14 and being sent to work on a chicken farm.........he said it was his job to shampoo the chickens before the owner took them to local shows !!! He left Heacham sometime after 1914 and returned to London, but had happy memories of a boyhood in the village.
Burt And Aunty May's Shellfish Stall
My Uncle Burt and Aunty May had a shellfish stall in Hunstanton on the sea front by the old red sea mine. I would only have been a mere youngster then. I can remember going with my Uncle Burt Wells to Wells-Next-to-Sea to pick up the bags of cockles for the stall. I can remember the Kit Kat Club down Seagate Road. My Uncle Burt and Aunty May lived down Seagate Road. I lived in Waveney Road with my mum and dad. My dad used to work with Geoff Searle on the 'Ducks' and was also in the Fire Service at Hunstanton during the floods.
Hunstanton of The Past
I remember the railway station well, I used to travel to King's Lynn nearly every week with my mum when my dad worked for the conservancy board as a coxwain on the pilot cutter. Can anyone remember the iron bridge that went across the tracks? We used to go over there to get to the Blue Lagoon swimming pool. After it was demolished our school used the pool on Manor Park. I can also remember the old gas works at the bottom of the cornfield. I lived at 97 Waveney Road and my dad worked there for a time with Les Kenny, they always came home with black faces. My mother Elsie worked at the onion factory for a number of years, now the sorting office.
Caledonian House
My father helped out Caledonian House and my mother was an usherette at the Picture House in Hunstanton. My grandmother Cecilia (Cissy) and her husband Eddie ran Caledonian House and also had a garage behind it where my dad did help out occasionally. My grandmother ran Caledonian House for some while until her roots took her further afield to Wales. Dad then went to work for Skip Searle in the early 50s and was in the Fire Service with Uncle Burt Wells also. My dad was involved in the rescues during the floods in 1953. Has anyone any memories?
