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Navenby, Boothby Church c1955
Navenby, Boothby Church c1955 Ref: N132001
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 Navenby, High Street c1965 (ref: N132009) |
Boyhood in Navenby
This is the village where I was born and grew up. The first shop on the right was my Dad's, a Butcher. This was next to Welbourn's the baker. The other side of Tenters Lane was another Bakers, Marshall's. The village school then was in Church Lane next to the church and the teachers were Miss True, Mr Wright, Miss Milner, and Mr Powley, the Head. I went to this school and so did my Dad. I believe Mr Powley taught him too. Posted: 28/06/2006 17:05 by Graham Dawson |
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Year: 1958
Red Lion pub/High Street life
My grandparents lived in Brant Broughton in the cottage next to the "Old Red Lion". I remember the farrier shoeing the horses, the cows going home to be milked at the dairy and then watching them being milked. Water came from the pump in the communal yard, the toilet was a wooden hut in the allotment with 2 holes - one for adults and a lower one for children. Not surprisingly, my grandmother was relocated to a new bungalow but when I went on a recent visit to Brant Broughton with my husband and children it looked as if it was in a time warp - it hadn't changed! Last edited: 11/06/2008 15:14 by Janet Sale |
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METHERINGHAM FEAST
My family used to visit Metheringham regularly to vist my mother's aunt. Her name was Nellie Garrick and she lived in Lime Tree Avenue (I think that is the right name). She was married to Jack Garrick. We used to go on a Friday night. Dad would go to the pub and we would stay at Great Aunty Nellie's house. We would always have fish and chips. Each year we would visit Metheringham Feast. I used to love the atmosphere of the Fair Ground...the Candy Floss, Toffee Apples, the rides and side shows. I learnt later that Mum and Dad had met at the Feast. The dinner set we always used at Christmas with 12 settings of everything was bought at the Feast...so Mum told me. We would drive to Metheringham in our little car and Dad would be a bit worst for wear on the drive home. Mum says she often had to grab the steering wheel. Luckily the cars didn't travel so fast in those days and there were less cars on the roads. We always made it home. Being the youngest I would have to sit on Mum's knee for the trip. I always pretended to fall asleep before we got to the end of the street. I did fall asleep on the way home but even if awake I would pretend when we got home so that I would be carried up to bed. I don't have many memories of Metheringham itself but did visit there in 2005 and had lunch at the pub (can't remember which one). So if any of the Garrick family read this I would love you to add any memories to remind me. Gillian... NSW Australia Last edited: 26/08/2008 09:05 by Gillian Emerton |
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Memories of My Family
I was not born when my family lived in Kirkby Green but I have heard my mother tell a few stories of life there. She had a pet trout who lived in the Beck which ran past the back garden. She called him Peter and would go down to feed him most days. When he failed to turn up for a few days she blamed the American Airmen who were stationed nearby saying they must have caught him to eat. The family of Williamsons lived in Mill Cottages. Harry and Flo with John, Mary, Joan, Florence, Eileen and Brian. The older ones went to school in Scopwick and one story is of them walking home during the war. A German plane flew overhead following the road...Mum shouted for the kids to "Get in the Hedge Bottom" John pulled out his catapult and said "Don't worry Mum, I'll get him" Mary remembers saying "I can't run my belly's wobbling" The Beck used to run over the road and there was a gate at that point. It seems my enterprising family used to close the gate and charge a penny to open it. Mum got mad at them and took the money off them, never to be seen again. Well times were hard and money was short. One game they played was crossing the Beck by walking over a pipe and of course one had to fall in and that one was Joan. I will add more memories when I find my notes taken on my last visit to England in 2005 Posted: 06/09/2008 05:26 by Gillian Emerton |
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Year: 1941
No actual memories ...!
Kirkby Green. I was born here in December 1941. My family lived in the house at the side of 'The Beck' which had a water wheel used for driving a mill. My father worked for a local farming family, the Wrights. I have no memories of my life here as we left the area in 1942, but my brothers and sisters have told me about life there. Some years later I was involved in a road accident which resulted in my being in hospital in Lincoln for a while. The person in the next bed to mine was the son of the Wright family my father had worked for, small world. I paid a visit to see my birthplace as I was told it had fallen into a state of ruin. I found a beautifully restored house still with a working water wheel and was made welcome by the present occupier, a member of the original Wright family. Brian Williamson. Last edited: 01/09/2008 10:25 by Brian Williamson |
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