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Goodrich, Kerne Bridge c1960
Goodrich, Kerne Bridge c1960 Ref: G31002
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Year: 1940s
The War Years. A memory of Huntworth, Somerset My sister and I arrived at Kerne Bridge station very late one evening as evacuees. We ended up living with Mr Calkin, a retired head master, and his charming wife. They were absolutely wonderful to us for the time we were with them, this probably being two years. Our mother and sisters also moved out of London and found accommodation, my mother lived with an old lady called Mrs Lewis in a very small cottage also up the top of Sharman hill. Later we moved down to live with Florence Yemm who lived in Porters Lodge at the bottom of Sharman Hill, we never felt any animosity from the local people who I am afraid were invaded by kids from London. I still visit Ross on Wye as we have a daughter living in Chepstow, we had been going down and staying at pub/hotels in the Ross Town area. I love the area and only hope it can keep its population and values as I see them today, sorry if anybody feels this is a racial remark but I mean what I say. The east end of London has changed so much but I still also visit that regularly but I would never move back to the area, I am afraid I could never feel as one might say...at home. Ross I could move back to tomorrow with no regrets, I must add I do live in a wonderful small town up north and it's doubtful that we would ever leave it. I am in touch with a very nice lady who lives in the Ross area, she went to Walford School at the same time as my sister and I. I do read the news and such on the Wyenot site on my computer, I am waiting for the day they mention a pub or hotel that had a good old fahioned pianist playing instead of groups. I am joking as we don't even get that in our small town here up north. I did play the piano one weekend in the Kern Bridge Inn when it was a pub, we had a really good evening in there. I am afraid the songs I like best are all very old, I cannot read a note of music but can play most songs from the 1920s up to the 1950s, not like a topline musician but just as a decent old pub pianist. What an exciting day it was on the Saturday when we got on Bill Webb's bus to go to Ross, if I remember rightly the fare was just three pence. As I go out of Ross towards Walford I glance at the spot where his bus used to be parked, I think he used to do a midweek run as well. I remember our nice teacher at Walford School, Mrs Tarry, and in our time the headmaster who played cricket for Ross, I thnk his name was Mr Cross. I could be wrong on his name but I remember the man and he was very nice to all the children. I saw the first film in my life at the Roxy cinema, it was "Gone with the Wind", I think we only went to the cinema once in the four or five years we lived in the area. I think being brought up in the wonderful countryside was a very good start in life, when we used to come down years ago we always got a warm welcome at the Crown Inn on the top of Howle Hill. We knew Mr...dick.. Stacey and his wife plus several of the other elderly customers who we used to swap jokes with. We also used to make sure we called in to The Buildings Inn, this being opposite the house lived in with Mrs and Mr Calkin. The lady who ran it was over 90 years old the last time we were in, many years ago, she was rather deaf but had a wonderful memory. It seems sad there is not a pub at all now in the area, I feel we all have to accept these changes in our lives as we knock on a bit. Len Askew. Last edited: 19/06/2008 15:12 by First Name Last Name |
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Year: 1960
POST OFFICE A memory of Huntworth, Somerset I was born in Hereford in 1952 to Roland S G Hodges and Doreen his wife. I have fond memories of Kings Caple and Fawley. My grandmother ran the village post office for nearly 40 years right up to decimalization. She ran her Post Office from an old wooden greenhouse in the garden at Bridge House, Fawley and used to trundle up and down the garden path from the house a good fifty feet away and unlock door to serve whoever, during the day stamps, postal orders etc plus fags used to be left in this greenhouse all day and never was she robbed. At night everything was marched into the house. In the early 1960s she and my grandfather moved up the hill to Upper Penault. Edith Hodges died in 1979 aged 87 and Arthur her husband died 11yrs earlier in 1968 aged 77, an agricutural worker at Poulston Farm. The mail used to get to Fawley in the early days from Hereford - Ross or Gloucester Stations - until the introduction of mail van service. I met a lady last September, a Dorri Preece, who told me she used to collect the mail from nan's Post Office and deliver all round the village on her bike. Dorri still lives in her cottage at Selleck Boat. When decimal currency came in the Post Office was taken over by a Mrs Marleen Pember I believe, at the Lion pub. This I believe lasted only 8years and now the nearest Post Office is Hoarwithy, a good 3 miles away. Many happy days were spent in Fawley and Kings Caple as it's now known, playing with the Bellamy children and the Brook children on the farms at Upper Penault and Lower Penault. You felt safe, everybody knew you and looked out for you. When I go back not a lot has changed except the people have grown older and wiser, but sadly the outsiders are creeping into the village and doing their utmost to take over and change a beautiful little village into the 21st century instead of leaving them alone. Now the local kids are having to move away which is a shame as they can't afford to live there. The railway has gone, so has the pub, and post office. I am proud to have ancestral links with this remarkable village and vow one day when money permits to move there, not to take over but keep up the old traditions. Andrew Nicholas Hodges, Hereford. Last edited: 11/08/2008 14:05 by Andrew Hodges |
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Year: 1957
happy holidays in much dewchurch A memory of Much Dewchurch, Herefordshire I spent many happy holidays in much dewchurch in the 1950's. we stayed with my great aunt, Winifried Bishop who ran not only The Black Swan pub but also Poole House as a guest house. My great grandparents Bill and Alice Jones owned Fairview. They and indeed my great aunt winifred are buried inSt David's churchyard. It is a beautiful village and although it has grown since the 50's it has retained it's character. It was a wonderful place to spend childhood holidays,so safe and peaceful.I remember that one of the highlights for the villagers were the ploughing matches. I live in Germany now but try to visit Herefordshire whenever possible. It is in my opinion, one of the loveliest counties in the Uk and Much Dewchurch one of the prettiest villages. Posted: 29/01/2008 14:02 by Geraldine Morsbach |
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 Hereford, Greyfriars Bridge and River Wye c1966 (ref: H74075) |
Year: 1965
The New Bridge A memory of Hereford, Herefordshire I remember this as The 'New Bridge', it was huge and posh compared to the beautiful Old Bridge which was still in full use with 2 way traffic. I don't know if it still is as it is about 10 years since I visited Hereford but will be visiting soon!! Last edited: 13/10/2008 08:58 by Katie Clamp |
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 Hereford, High Town 1949 (ref: H74043) |
Year: 1957
The Stolen Baby A memory of Hereford, Herefordshire I was a soldier at Bradbury Lines when this happened. The Father of the baby was our Troop Lieutenant ...Richard Vincent. He was a lovely man and well liked by we boy soldiers. We never saw him again....no doubt he was given a long spell of compassionate leave. But 30 years or so later he had risen through the ranks to be Field Marshall Sir Richard Vincent and was in charge of NATO ! I have very fond memories of my three years in Hereford.....drinking scrumpy at sevenpence a pint.....boating on the river....we guarded the Queen when she visited in (about) 1957.....she was going to the Cathedral for some reason. Last edited: 30/08/2008 23:27 by David Hutchinson |
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