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Historic maps of Risby and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Risby maps
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Fornham All Saints| Fornham St Martin| Bury St Edmunds| Conyers Green| Great Barton| Barton Mills| Mildenhall
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Number 3 The Green
Hi, Although I have no direct memories of Risby, my great-great-great-grandfather Robert was as far as I know born on The Green at Risby in 1801. In the 1881 census he was listed as living at the same address with his daughter Julia (1852) and her husband, a Mr ? Lang. Does anyone know of any Gardiners or Langs still living in the area? A bit of a long shot as my great-great-grandfather Arthur David is listed as being born in the Parish of Thingoe. Any information will be gratefully received. Alan.
Suffolk memories
Steel's Grocers
In 1861 my Great, Great, Great Grandfather Charles Frederick Whiskin worked for the Steel family in their grocer's shop situated in the Butter Market. Charles came originally from Black Friars in London and was born in 1832. He learnt his trade from the Steels and went on to own his own shop in Aylesbury Buckinghamshire which he ran with his wife Susannah.
KEGS
That was a surprise to suddenly see a photo' of the Boarding House I spent my secondary school years in. I actually loved the place - not every day perhaps, but measured over time it was a very formative part of my life. Best years of my life? Dunno, I've been a lucky boy and have enjoyed life one heck of a lot and still do. All the same, adolescence is when the patterns are made, and KEGS was a great place for patterning. Small enough to know everybody who attended, big enough to provide social and cultural reach. Staff were high quality, and while boys are boys, there were really good role models, and some guys I have never forgotten, even though I've never had any contact with them since school years. In addition, a number of really good friends that I'm still in contact with! From a scan of the present school activities, looks like they are still doing it for present generations. A good school ethic, probably even... Read more
Sam Cook The Blacksmith
I can remember Sam the blacksmith. I would stand and watch him at work in the forge. He had lost an arm (presumably in the war) and he had different attachment false arms which he would change to provide the tool he required. I would watch him work and clearly remember thinking how clever this man was doing what he did with only one arm. We lived in the white thatched cottage opposite. My dad (Bill Smith) was the mechanic at Dalham Hall Farm, he had taken on the job thinking a proper workshop was going to be built, alas it wasn't so we moved on moving to Hasketon just out of Woodbridge. I started my school days at Dalham and with my sister Susan we would walk to school. Alas on my last visit the school was no longer there. I remember being so afraid of the cattle in the fields along the road to school. One day I was waiting for my sister to come out of her... Read more
So Many Happy Hours
I spent so many happy summer holidays in Great Barton, and in particular Conyers Green where my Aunt Norah Lovelace lived in a cottage next to the old chapel building. I cycled often to the village store/post office, and to my friend's parent's farm up the lane at the side of the cottage, their name was Rolfe and we had many lovely Sunday lunches there, going to Sunday school afterward. There was no great television to watch in those days, my aunt only watched the news on her black and white, but it didn't matter as there always seemed to be something to do and living most of the year round in a city the countryside was great, I loved it so much. My last visit there was in 1980 and although most of the village appeared just the same I was sad to see my aunt's cottage with a fence around it, it had always been open plan with a very pretty garden. I didn't get to see too... Read more
I Miss It....
I was looking for pictures of the mansion and church. I lived in Barton Mills as a young girl... American girl....lived across the village green... I am still holding bottles I dug up at the mansion. With love, Bobbi.
Fullers Garden Centre
Every Sunday the car park of Fullers and all the way down Bell Lane would be overflowing with cars parked where ever they could. My mum would give us enough money to buy a block of vanilla icecream and if she could stretch to a little bit more with her housekeeping we could have a block of nepolitan icecream (strawberry, chocolate, vanilla) and a packet of wafers. I always used to look at all the beautiful colours of the flowers they used to grow in what I thought as a young girl was their very very large garden! The large greenhouse had a large cactus in the middle and reached the roof, it was amazing. It was always a great place to buy a present for Mother's Day as we could buy her chocolates, a plant, flowers or something from their gardening shop, which had lots of different things. They were always so very busy on a Sunday and just buzzing with people buying plants, flowers, ect and would come... Read more
