Congresbury

Read and share memories of Congresbury and Avon inspired by Frith photos

My family

My mother's family is from Bristol and my first memory of going to Congresbury is when I was four, in 1984. Me, my mom and my three older brothers went to visit my grandma and grandpa in their beautiful cottage home, on Orchard Lea. The beautiful flowers, crab apple trees, the smell of summer...the list goes on. I remember going snail picking and being too scared to eat one. My grandpa would make us kids ice cream sandwiches, it was heaven. My grandpa took me for a walk, to buy me a gift, and it was a metal set of mini pots and pans, I still have them to this day. We would go to the ocean, and play in the ...read more here
Contributed by Deb Anhorn

My family

My mother's family is from Bristol and my first memory of going to Congresbury is when I was four, in 1984. Me, my mom and my three older brothers went to visit my grandma and grandpa in their beautiful cottage home, on Orchard Lea. The beautiful flowers, crab apple trees, the smell of summer...the list goes on. I remember going snail picking and being too scared to eat one. My grandpa would make us kids ice cream sandwiches, it was heaven. My grandpa took me for a walk, to buy me a gift, and it was a metal set of mini pots and pans, I still have them to this day. We would go to the ocean, and play in the ...read more here
A memory of Congresbury contributed by Deb Anhorn

Brockley Hall

I believe that my great grandfather Robert Landeman Jones owned Brockley Hall but I am unsure of the date, I am guessing it was the 1870s.  I think that he later moved to Weston-super-Mare.  My brother and I have a photo of the old house.  I also have a diary that my great grandfather kept for the years 1896 and 1905 which has fascinating detail about  his accounts.
A memory of Brockley contributed by Rosamund Garrod-Mason

Happy childhood memories..

I have very fond memories of living in Winscombe as a child, in fact they were some of the best years of my life. I was living in Yadley Lane, and loved to take walks up the old railway line which ran past our house, in fact we had an access slope from the garden which was quite handy! I remember picking primroses, huge bunches from beside the stream, a beautiful scent that always reminds me of my childhood in Winscombe. I also remember toboganning down Hillyfields on a tray when we had those huge snow drifts, it was freezing but brilliant fun, I've not experienced snow like it since and doubt now I ever will. I also remember the sirens ...read more here
A memory of Winscombe contributed by Fiona Wright