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Roche Abbey maps
Historic maps of Roche Abbey and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Roche Abbey maps
Roche Abbey photos
We have no photos of Roche Abbey, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Maltby| Laughton En Le Morthen| Dinnington| Oldcotes| Langold| Bramley| Tickhill| Wickersley| Carlton-In-Lindrick| Anston| Wadworth| Harworth| Bircotes| Blyth| Conisbrough| Kiveton Park| Whiston| Aston| Wales| Swallownest| New Rossington| Harthill| Swinton| Killamarsh
Roche Abbey area books
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Memories of Roche Abbey
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All Day Picnics
It might have been as early as 1959 when I would have been 6 years old that on a summer Sunday a picnic would be prepared, and along with two older bothers and a younger sister we would walk to the Abbey. Dad would pay the entrance fee and find a suitable spot to set up camp among the ruins. The day would be taken up with paddling in the stream running through the grounds (Health & Safety would probably ban this activity these days as higher upstream the sewerage works pumped whatever into the stream). The grounds used to be packed with other picnicers enjoying the day.
South Yorkshire memories
Maltby Lido
My memories are the happy times I spent as a child at the lido. We had little money, just a bottle of water and dry bread and jam on a Sunday morning and fun in the Lido. I well remember Harry Wood the baths attendant. He used to let us stay over our time. My brothers used to throw me in -- I soon learnt to swim -- yes happy days.
Renee Greenwood nee Cobb
Maltby Lido
I remember the Open Air Lido very well. It was managed by Sid and Minnie Armstrong. They looked after their customers well and once they got to know you they let you stay over your time and sometimes never charged you for the basket which you put your clothes in. It was a good and cheap source of entertainment plus all your mates came also, they were happy days.
Maltby Baths
We used to go to the baths from Thurcroft School. A great bus ride and then the pool. It seemed that it was always cold or rainy. I always had 4 pence and bought beef and onion crisps.
Childhood Memories
My name was Yvonne Davies, I was born in 1958. My mother's name was Mary Davies (nee Meredith). My mother lived at 33 Clarence Place, Maltby. My grandparents were Polly and Mo Meredith. I was born in No. 2 Clarence Place. I have an older brother called Paul. We left Maltby when I was quite young and went to live in the outskirts of Leeds. I have fond memories of Maltby, my grandparents and my stepfather's family who also happened to live in Clarence Place (confusing I know). I never did know the Davies family but I would be interested to hear anything of them.
Happy Days
I was born in 1950. I lived with my grandparents for a number of years at 17 Dunnsdale Road, their names were Annie and Billy Walters, my mum was Carol Walters. I had loads of relatives. Nancy Green my aunt lived Manor Road. I have many wonderful memories of Maltby, it was great growing up there in the 1950s. I remember the open air pool at the craggs, the cinema, my mum used to work there, no longer there. I remember my grandad being a member of the workman's club and used to go for day trips to the seaside. I loved Maltby, still do though I no longer live there x I go back to visit from time to time.
Trolley Racing
At the age of 11 nothing was more valuable than a set of old pram wheels. Using a 4-foot plank (this is old money) for the base. To sit on, we fastened a short piece to the back with an axle and 2 wheels, the same at the front but fastened with a bolt so you could steer it. Fix a seat and you were away. Pull it to the top of the hill and race down. There where only about 3 or 4 cars in Dinnington at that time so it was quite safe. Until Wigmores bus came ,then it was both feet on the ground to stop best we could. That's what we called burning rubber! Ah! those were the days.
