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Hot Summers
Growing up in the village the summers always seemed hot! This photo shows my dad Len on the left walking to the right. So much more memories come to the fore, even the registration of the Commer van on the right.
Norfolk memories
Beales Family Tree
My great-great-grandfather George Beales owned the Pleasure Boat Inn. He ran a wherry boat from there in about 1890. I am looking for more information about this and for pictures of the Beales family - in anyone can help, please get in touch. Mike Beales mabeales@aol.com
Ancestry
My grandmother (Mary Elizabeth) was born in Ingham in the 1850s into the Batchelor familly. While looking into my past I found where my great-great (how many) grandfather had his workshop in Stalham. He was a builder and employed three brickies and three apprentices and had his builders yard behind the Swan. His initials are scratched into the door entrance pillars of what is now the pub store. There is also a plaque set into the wall on the 'inaccessible' side. You can see where he extended his workshop and from the way he built, it is possible to see other buildings in Stalham bearing his method of building. The chances are that in the mid 1800s there was no standard for building and if a builder found a plan that worked then why not adopt it. Quite a few of my ancestors are residing in the churchyard at Ingham and I believe that I am also related to the Hewitts in Stalham church yard. The original Batchelor of Ingham... Read more
Canon Peter Nicholson
I loved Catfield, my home village, and the little school which, in my time there had almost 100 pupils up to the age of 14. Mrs M A Batchelor was head teacher and Miss Drake taught the infants. We learned such a lot and I remember learning so much about my country and the world from the huge maps which hung on the walls all around us. There were no school dinners; we just took sandwiches. Everyone was very happy. We played conkers, hopscotch, marbles, hoops, pop guns (with acorns as bullets) etc. I sang in the church choir along with many of my friends. The Revd Henry Lillingston was the rector but he went away to become an army chaplain in the Second World War. Canon Horace Wake served the parish for about 27 years and he was greatly loved. He had lost an eye at Gallipoli. He founded the scout troop in the village. Almost everyone in the village walked to church on Sunday mornings and evenings... Read more
Family Holiday
As I read out the memorable words from a guide book about the low bridge in Potter Heigham, and thus to be extra careful, I was greeted with the words "Too late" as we rammed the bridge. Thirty years after this photo and we were still causing havoc!
The Water Otter
Just by the road bridge on the Yarmouth side was a pub with a long grass garden which went down to the river, on the bank was a post with a notice on it which read "Don't disturb the water otter" and tied to the post was a rusty chain. Now the road to the bridge was like a grandstand overlooking the garden and people in the garden would encourage a friend to pull the chain and the people on the bridge, who knew about its secret, would cheer the person on to pull the chain VERY slowly so as not to disturb the water otter. Most people in those days dressed up to go to the Pub, slowly this MUDDY chain was pulled in spreading the mud on the victim until a large muddy, smelly kettle came out of the river at which point the victim would throw the hotter back into the river and invariably the chain would cover him with more mud much to the joy of... Read more
School Holidays
I feel I could write a book as the memories were brilliant! We used to spend the whole summer there and I cried when I had to leave. I remember the boatyard which was run by Mr May, his son was called Billy and he was my brother's best friend. My mom used to give me 6d to go into Lathams and buy maggots to go fishing, and I would sit all day by Mr May's shop and watch the boats struggling to go under the bridge. My dad would take us sailing on the Broads even up to last year before my parents passed away, we would ALWAYS sit and talk about the memories they had and when they spoke not once was there anything said that they regretted. I'll always have great memories of both which I'm so pleased I can remember and also keeps me feeling young.
