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The School
I remember the old school there, it was also my youth club. I was a foster child who lived at 8 Mill Road. I was fostered by a lady named Julie Abrahams who I called 'Nana', she ended up having a stroke and I was sent to the next village called Gazeley, but I had many good friends in Ashley who I wish I could contact again but I don't know where they all went, if anyone remembers me I was Irene Talbot then. Or if anyone remember Mrs Abrahams I would like to hear from them. Please contact me by email: dovewhite@live.co.uk It would be much appreciated.
The Parton Family
Hi, I lived in Mill Road, Ashley and I remember the Partons, the lady was a very good cook, I always remember her banana slices, yummy, also her kindness to everyone. I wonder where they are now.
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
Big Toe Stuck in The Drain...lol
I remember this paddling pool so well, when I was about 8 years old I would be there with my nana {in fact in looks like me in the pic}. She would sit on the bench in the pic and eat her rich tea biscuits. I begged her to let me swim every time we were there, I would mostly paddle though. One day the pool was empty and I was playing around the drain and I got my big toe stuck in it, I was really scared and started to cry, then to my horror the pool started to fill up, I was sure that I was going to drown. I remember screaming so loud, the man that tended the park came over and shut the water off ...' Whew'. Such wonderful memories though. In 1970 I was married in St Mary's Church and now live in the USA.
What I would do to go back to those day, there were swings on the other side of the pool... Read more
The Traffic Light Box in The Clocktower Roundabout
I was a policeman in Newmarket from 1962 -1970 and well remember having to stand in the glass tower in the middle of the roundabout controlling the traffic using the part-time traffic lights on each of the 5 entrances to the roundabout. This caper was mainly carried out on Summer weekends when the traffic coming back from the coast would be particularly heavy coming down the Bury Road and up the High Street. On really hot days, we would bake in the little tower and nobody carried bottles of water around then like they do now. I tend to remember that the older PC's would leave us youngsters doing the job for what seemed like forever. Happy days
Shopping in Newmarket on Saturday
SATURDAY MARKET DAY IN NEWMARKET, exactly how I remember it as a 5 year old.
On the left next to the Rutland Arms in the center left of the picture was a small street called Palace Street. My father was born here in Nell Gwynn's Cottage. It was reputed to have a secret passage to the Palace for Nell Gwynn, the King's mistress, to use.
The back yard of Hobbs Plumbing Supplies was at the end of Palace Street; my father, Arthur Dean worked there for years with his mate Peter Luka. Arthur was well known by the lords and ladies for fixing the lead pipe problems in the old stately homes. He often mentioned how Lord Wolverton had the maid bring him a cup of tea and then would hover around watching him work. Before Hobbs, Arthur worked at Gilberts in High Street for 25 years. He was apprenticed there when he was 15 years old and when they closed in the 1960's, he walked across... Read more
The Crisswell Family
I would like to ask whether anyone might be able to help me piece together a mystery. Five weeks ago, whilst walking through the local Derby countryside, my wife and I discovered a briefcase dumped in a brook. There were various items, including photographs, maps, documents etc, scattered all around. Curious, I collected as much as I could and took it home to dry out and investigate further.
The contents spanned around sixty years of a man's life and since the discovery my wife and I have been piecing together his history.
The briefcase belonged to a Mr J.B. Crisswell, who sadly passed away in 2003, but, thanks to the local media, I have had a fantastic response from friends and associates and over the past weeks we have been compiling the chronology of his life. See the links below:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/derby/content/articles/2008/01/16/crisswell_mystery_case_feature.shtml
Type my surname 'Fulep' into the search bar on this one and you will see the story updates.
http://www.thisisderbyshire.co.uk/displayNode.jspnodeId=251470&command=newPage
http://www.newmarketjournal.co.uk/news/A-man-who-lived-an.3751398.jp
