Sledmere

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Postcard

The cyclist in this picture is my father John G Heward. He would have been 35 at the time and we lived in Brook Street.
A memory of Driffield contributed by Kath Heward

Flying Man of Pocklington

I remember going to Pocklington, in the effort to find family from our family tree. We went to Bishop Wilton. But, in browsing in Pocklington, we found out about the Flying Man of Pocklington. He said he could fly, and went up to the top of the highest building in the village at the time, which was the church, tied a rope to his leg, just in case, and proceed to fly off the top. He went to the extend of the rope, and slammed into the church wall. He was buried at the bottom of the wall, from where he hit the wall.
That was very amusing, I wonder what kin he still has in Pocklington ... a family ...read more here
A memory of Pocklington contributed by Evelyn Jepson

Boynton Hall Revisited 1975, by Matthew Strickland Quarles

I visited Boynton Hall during my year long study abroad as an English Speaking Union Scholarship recipient to Wrekin College, in Wellington, Telford, Shropshire, during the academic year 1974/1975.
At that time an architect, Mr Cooke and his wife were the owners of Boynton Hall. I had written to Mr. Cooke prior to my visiting the Hall at the suggestion of my elderly cousin who had visited the home some years previously and made the acquaintance of the Cookes.
At the time of my visit the Hall had been sectioned off in order to maintain a residence as well as a flat or two. Mr. Cooke graciously toured me throughout the house showing me the secret passageway, as well as ...read more here
A memory of Boynton Hall contributed by First Name Last Name

Brumby, Wilson the sweet shop. 1966 onwards.

I can remember going to the sweet shop in front of the church and spending my pennies. It always fascinated me that a shop was also someone's home. I can recall the long summers playing out in the long orchard (probably not long at all) which was at the end of Edwins Garth, we would call on The Towse children. I must have been a real tomboy as I can't recall playing with any girls in the village.

I can still recall going to meet and see my dad at "Stivvies" Farmand being sat on the pony there.

We would go to Spring Wells and the monkey run at the top of Londesborough Road as we got older.

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A memory of Goodmanham contributed by Carol McGowan