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Bowness-On-Solway, Main Street c1955
Bowness-On-Solway, Main Street c1955 Ref: B688008
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 Bowness-On-Solway, St Michael's Church c1955 (ref: b688005) |
Year: 1945
Great grandmother's burial
My paternal great grandmother Mary Annie Hutchinson was buried at St Michael's church on March 26th 1945. There is a reference to it in the church's Monthly Magazine for May 1945. Also referenced in the same magazine is an acknowledgement of donations to the churchyard fund in appreciation from her children, Mr C Hutchinson, Mr G Hutchinson and Mrs S Thirlwell. The last named was my grandmother, and at this time she lived at Westmead, Bowness. I was born a few months after this, but down south, in Hampshire. Posted: 26/08/2006 19:53 by Ian Thirlwell |
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 Burgh-By-Sands, Greyhound Inn c1955 (ref: B709011) |
Year: 1950
That was home A memory of Burgh-By-Sands, Cumbria My grandmother, Margaret Flint, was landlady of the Greyhound from sometime during WW2 until 1954. I lived there from 1944 until she retired. Being a publican meant grandmother was entitled to more than the normal rations in the immediate post war era since she was required to provide food to any traveller. Travellers were few and far between however one day George Bernard Shaw and companion appeared on the doorstep in the afternoon requiring tea so she had to fulfill her duty. Posted: 02/02/2008 17:06 by Bryan Flint |
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 Wigton, Friends School c1965 (ref: W424039) |
Year: 1984
I have fond memories of Brookfield School, Wigton. A memory of Wigton, Cumbria New Added Today I was a foreign exchange student at Brookfield School in 1984-85. Coming from Mexico I found the place to be a completely different planet from what I was used to at home. I must say that year was one of the happiest and most exciting in my whole life. I am now 40. I was there when the school was taken over by another administration. Later I learned that it had disappeared due to a fire. I have to mention my good friend Mr Trevor Green the headmaster. He made me feel at home thousands of miles away from my home country. I will never forget Mrs Barbara Rowe (maths), Mr John Woodcock (PE), and Mrs Celia Howarth (French, Italian). To all of them my deepest gratitude for all I learned. We would walk to Wigton on dark rainy afternoons, to the sweet shop and back. Friends meeting on Sundays was a new experience even though I was a Catholic. I will never forget the time spent there, the memories live in my heart and will never fade. Last edited: 20/11/2008 08:42 by Bernardo Garza |
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Year: 1951
wigton boy A memory of Wigton, Cumbria I was born in wigton in 1951. We lived at 19 Brackenlands, a friendly housing estate where everyone knew everyone. My early years were spent at Saint Cuthberts school and at the age of eleven attended the secondary modern or affectionately called the whitewashed cow shed. The school has been replaced by houses now. On leaving school I went to work for Ike Wilkinson as an apprentice carpenter on Market Hill the business having been bought from Jack Hutton. I later went to work at Banks Woodyard on station hill opposite the railway station. On leaving there I went into the merchant navy. My mother still lives in Wigton at The Crofts. I can still remember collecting rose hips, brambles and mushrooms and selling them for a few coppers at Thorntons garage next to the Kings Arms public house. Last edited: 01/05/2007 09:30 by Richard Robinson |
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Year: 1955
Early years! A memory of Wigton, Cumbria I lived in Wigton for the first 8 years of my life, so 1955 is a mid point! I have happy memories of the town. We lived in West Avenue when it was known as 'the avenue' - an unmade up road and for years I thought that if a road was called 'avenue' it was full of puddles when it rained and dry mud when it didn't. We played on that avenue all the time - 'dens', climbing trees, hooa hoop! I remember being bitten by a dog on my way to Sunday School when I was about 4 - just missed my eye! I remember a dentist opposite the church I think, where the smell of gas was always the first thing that registered - a lifelong fear of dentists has been with me since! I remember a brilliant time at school - Wigton Infant school I think and a Miss Bird who was the teacher in the top class and a wonderful first day aged 4/5 when we queued up to have a go on a rocking horse. Nature walks around the school seemed like miles but I'm sure were not! Gathering rose hips going out towards Old Carlisle with my Dad. I'm sure we used to get 3d a pound for them! Going to church with my Dad for the Sunday evening service - I always felt grown up, the ceiling was painted blue with stars on it. These memories are all hazy, but I intend to visit with my sister in a few weeks time to see what other memories return. I know I was sad to leave and had to quickly lose my accent when I went to school in Lancashire as I got teased! I have a vague recollection of the Queen and Prince Phillip driving through Wigton - maybe I dreamt that! My maiden name was Lloyd, my parents were called Elizabeth and Dennis and they were active members of the amature dramatic society - I still have the picture they were given as a leaving present - signed! Last edited: 30/09/2006 02:21 by Kath Panes |
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