Scole, the Old Bridge c1965
Scole, the Old Bridge c1965 Ref: s508011
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There used to be an old house next to the River Waveney, which was demolished sometime in the 1970s to make way for a housing estate. I used to play in the gardens, and remember an old pond outside surrounded with tiles. Does anyone have any pictures of this house or information about it? I am now a singer/songwriter and have recently written a song about my memories of this old house, and would love to see pictures of it. I grew up in Scole and lived there till I was 18, moving then to Attleborough and am now over the border in Suffolk.
Shared on 09 October 2009
Scole, Old Beams c1965
Ref: S508015
My great-aunt lived in this house - we always knew it as 'Beam Ends'. She had a little antique shop in the single storey bit at the end (on the right). I also remember the garage on the right in the picture which was run by a Mr Chapman. There is now a village by-pass but in the days when I knew Scole the traffic went through the village - from Bury to Gt Yarmouth, Norwich to Ipswich - it was never-ending and it is a miracle that the old house survived. I went back in October to visit the places I remember from my childhood - it was a poignant visit but well worthwhile and I loved seeing Scole again as it was where my grand-parents also lived and where we spent many happy years in spite of the war which, with so many airfields around, was always with us. I went down to the River Waveney where the old bridge used to be. It is amazing to think that this pretty little bridge used to carry all the traffic from Ipswich to Norwich! Sadly, it is no longer there and ther by-pass has a modern bridge. We used to play in the water-meadows by the river - we could get to them from the side of the bridge. I recall that there was a huge stone in the field and it was said to be a meteorite that had come out of the sky many years before. It has all now changed and it is just the memories that are left.
Shared on 24 October 2008
My parents Bernard (better known as Syd) and Margret (Peggy) Blunsom owned Scole stores in the main street of Scole. I rember the house well across the road was pretty"s garage. Old Mrs Johnsons cottage was sandwiched between us and the Scole Inn. On the other side was an antique shop where every mothers day I would go with the five shillings my dad had given me and get my mum a mothers day gift. The hugh heavy gates that lead into the court yard of the house where a long row of out buildings stood. One had been a bakery at some stage as the hugh oven was still there in the stone wall and next to that were some stables a store house and a coal storage area . Running the full length above these buildings was a hay loft with a hugh trap door. The house was amazing with many rooms. The shop was at the front it was a general store and we sold everything . The smells a mixture of freshly sliced ham ,freshly baked bread , newly baked fruit cakes and scones all baked by my mother. We also sold paraffin pegs clothes lines so many things. It was also a place where the villagers would gather and chat and catch up with each other. A large cellar ran under the house and shop it was always cool down there and was used as a storage area for the stock . We had a sitting room leading from the shop and a big kitchen with a lovely warm raburn in the corner. There were two staircases in the house one dark and dingy leading upstairs from the kitchen the other a grand regal affair at the front of the house with a highly polished bannister which we used to slide down constsntly. I attended the village school and my long suffering brother had to walk me up the hill every day. Sadly my parents have both passed on and I have lived in australia for 35 years but a friend of ours recently visit scole on an overseas trip to England and it made me remember our beautiful old house. Then I found the photos on this site there it was the big gates the garage thankyou so much for helping me to relive such a lovely time in my life.
Shared on 31 December 2007
I have very fond memories of Scole because I spent an awful lot of my childhood and adult years visiting and staying with my Great Uncle & Aunt Tom & Florrie Clark who lived in High House. They initially had an antique shop at the front of the house, stables at the back and two orchards one at the side of the house and another down a lane nearby. My sisters and myself loved picking the apples from the trees. Of course we didn't eat any before my aunt would make lovely fresh pies with them, well maybe we we did just the odd one. The house was full of antiques and a lovely open grate fireplace that had logs burnt on it. The building was oak beamed as in Tudor style, the ceiling sagged in the living room I suppose as a result of its age and there were four poster beds upstairs. The downstairs floors were stone and the doors were all thick oak and very heavy with big latches on them. My own children and the first of their children loved going to visit, obviously to see my Aunt & Uncle, but also for the excitement of being at and exploring the house and orchards. We all loved going for walks down the lanes nearby and the village and always made a point of calling into Prettys Garage which was the next building along towards the village on the A140 Norwich Road. I have not visited Scole since my Aunt & Uncle passed away and the house has new occupants but I am informed that the orchard down the lane no longer exists as they drove the new A140 road through it. I would rather just treasure the memories I have of Scole than see it now because I feel it may sour the memories. I have many photographs of the house and the grounds and they help just to glance through them now and again.
Shared on 14 May 2007
Changes happen all so fast, about 10 years ago we were camping near Dickleburgh, a wonderfully friendly village and we bought the most wonderful sausages from there local butcher.
Returning this Easter (2009), we returned to holiday near the village, and I must admit I was quite looking forward to breakfast of sausages - but alas the shop had gone(!), as was the great mill which dominated the village centre. The shop I've dicovered on returning has closed, I found this website http://www.wilbys.com/ and see that the Mill was sold to a building developer see http://www.dickleburgh.com/village_society/themill.php. It was still a very friendly village and a great - albeit a sausage free - week away.
EJ
Shared on 26 April 2009
