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A School Trip To Rufford
I first visited Rufford on a "School Trip" from Aintree in about 1955 (about the time of the Frith photograph). We were brought to Rufford Old Hall and a nearby Pig Farm, both memories that remain with me. I also remember the "Gingerbread Stall" on nearby Ormskirk market on the way home. I now live, in retirement, in Rufford.
Lancashire memories
My House
This picture shows the house I live in! My father renovated this house with loving care and now I am lucky enough to reside here.
Childhood Holidays
I have happy memories of visiting Croston in the late 1940s-early 1950s. My aunt and uncle, Margaret and Bob Chisholme, lived in part of the Rectory for a few years before moving to a large, rambling house in Station Road next to Walmsleys Corn Mill which was then a working mill. The Rectory was very cold I remember and the rooms were large. There was a water feature in the garden. There was woodland nearby where we went for walks. I remember walking up and down the village street to do shopping. The butcher was a friend of the family, I think he was called Norrie Whittle. At Station Road again the house was old with lots of rooms. There was a garden at the back where my uncle had a kennel for the spaniels he bred. I remember walking a lot in the area, both in the village and across the fields to Bretherton. Am I right in remembering a place called Spibeys Corner? We walked there too. I... Read more
My Family
I remember going to Croston when I was very young, just having a walk round the lovely village and visiting the church. It was only a couple of years ago when I started to compile my family tree that I found out my Nanna's family on my dad's side were from Croston. In the mid 19th century my ancestors the Daltons were the blacksmiths of the village, I have since been back to take pictures of where they all lived and found their graves in the churchyard. It was nice to go and put flowers on the graves of my ancestors, when I'm there I always wonder what it was like living in those times.
Christmas Past
So many happy days with my & other families waiting for Chritmas to arrive as a child in the 1970s. Jean Coleman managing the Hotel, with her husband as head Chef.
I shall never forget the sound of all the proud father's (including my own) singing carols on Christmas morning before breakfast. Mums keeping their excited children in check. Waiting for Father Christmas to come down in the lift (!) after lunch. Panto on boxing day.
Meeting up with other families every year to celebrate the birth of Jesus.
Happy days.
Merry Christmas
What a joy to see the stained glass window again.
Every childhood Christmas with my beloved mum & dad, my brother and I would enter the fancy dress competition in this very room. Also we eagerly awaited the arrival of Father Christmas, coming down the lift!!
So many families we met year after year, every Christmas, catered for by Jean Coleman and her husband.
Thanks to Mum and Dad for the most wonderful memories.
Happy Days Rememberd in Newburgh1959 1965
Hi, these are my memories of Newburgh. My mum used to work at Mug House Farm, which was farmed by the Webster family, as housekeeper to John Billy and also looked after Mary up to her final days. In the evening my mum whose name was Mrs Mildred Charnock did cooking for a number of years at the Parakuwn (not sure if that's spelled right) owned by Jean and Tom Phillips who in their spare time showed Alsatians. Mum also worked as a cook at the Red Lion Inn at Newburgh, moving in to a cottage opposite named North View which is still there today with that name, the cttage was owned by a Mr Stein who lived in a big house over the road opposite Derby House riding stables where I worked during the summer holidays. In 1965 Mum and I moved to Burscough Bridge where in Febuary 1966 she passed away aged 53, and I started a new life in Ipswich, Suffolk. I have many happy memories of... Read more
