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Beeston Regis, The Church c1955
Beeston Regis, The Church c1955 Ref: B538001
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 Beeston Regis, Caravan Site c1955 (ref: B538002) |
Year: 2004
Whitethorn Morris at the Sheringham Lobster Potty Morris Dance Festival
Each year on the first Saturday in July there is a splendid festival of dancing, music and singing held at Sheringham. I have been to this festival twice in recent years as the band leader of Whitethorn Morris. Along with other musicians and dancers in our team we camped right next to the sea on the Beeston Regis Caravan Site. Nearby there were scores of rabbits grazing the camping fields, and as we walked to and fro between Beeston Regis and Sheringham we passed whole fields of red poppies. There was a procession around the town on the Saturday afternoon while the local police closed the streets to traffic, and later in the evening we went into the town centre to listen to the "Shantymen" singing their traditional songs. Great fun! Posted: 13/09/2008 15:08 by John Howard Norfolk |
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 West Runton, Roman Camping Site c1960 (ref: W70073) |
Year: 1955
the bishop family of rosebury re rose A memory of West Runton, Norfolk My name was Donna Bishop when I lived with my parents, Sgt Frank Bishop and Jeanette. We were stationed at Sulthorpe air force base, but we rented a house from Mr. and Mrs. Sainty. Our house was supposed to be haunted. I remember Susan and Alison Sainty, they were our next door neighbors and friends. My sister Brenda and I attended a school nearby and we took the bus. My 1st class teacher was Miss Pocock, and then my 2nd class teacher was Mrs. Smith. Mr Chestney was the school headmaster. My family was in that horrible flood that almost demolished Holland, and this flood did a lot of damage to our area where we lived. I saved up and with my dad's help ordered my first bike from Mr. Cowes garage. It was rose colored. I was so proud. My brother Frankie was concieved in our house. We left for America 4 months later. Does anybody remember us? Well, many things have happened to my family since then. My dad was stationed in El Paso, Texas. Brenda and I graduated high school there. We both married there and I had two children there, Robbie who is 37 and a father of 3 children. My daughter Amber is married with 3 girls and lives in Nashua, New Hampshire. Brenda settled in Flemington, New Jersey. She has 1 son, Todd. After my divorce I moved to Flemington to be near Brenda. And finally, dad and mom moved here too. My dad died 2 years ago. He was 84. My mom is still with us and is 87. Where does all the time go. Living in England was the happiest time for our family. Brenda and Donna skipping along Rosebury red rose so many years ago. Last edited: 25/02/2008 09:10 by Donna Barringer |
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 Sheringham, Fishermen 1906 (ref: 56880) |
The Beach A memory of Sheringham, Norfolk When I look at these old photos, Sheringham has not changed that much, it's very strange though seeing the old Grand Hotel. I used to take the ponies round the roundabout as a young child to earn money during the summer. The water trough is still there but full of flowers instead of horses' noses. Last edited: 27/05/2008 09:47 by Claire Williamson |
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Sheringham, Fishermen 1906 (ref: 56880) |
Names of Lifeboatmen.... A memory of Sheringham, Norfolk The gentleman laying on the ground in the front is my great grandfather John 'Teapot' West. He was a fisherman and lifeboatman but also well known for being a 'Fisherman Evangelist'. Together with William Craske and William Long he was a Methodist Preacher for over 50 years. They travelled throughout the county preaching and after visitors heard them they appeared at rallies in such places as London, Birmingham and Liverpool. These fishermen/lifeboatmen were strong, brave and somewhat exceptional men. There is a phrase used which I think fits them beautifully - 'Iron Men in Wooden Boats'. Pictured from left: 1. Henry 'Joyful' West 2. Wilson Able (with pipe) 3. Grice (in the background - unsure of Christian name) 4. 'Brighams' Bishop 5. 'Joyful' West (father of Henry - No 1) 6. John 'Sparrow' Hardingham (Young Lad) 7. John 'Rook' Reynolds 8. 'Potter' Hardingham (leaning on boat - father of John - No 6) 9. 'Fiddy' West (seated) 10. John 'Teapot' West (laying on ground). Fishermen nearly all had nicknames. In the days when this photograph was taken the fishing community here was huge - hundreds of fishermen on the beach and scores of boats. Fishing was a family tradition and sons followed their fathers and grandfathers for generations in going to sea, families were large and a lot of the community was related in some way. This resulted in men sharing the same names - both surnames & christian names (for example my great grandfather John pictured here had a son, my grandfather, who was also called John and he in turn named one of his sons, my uncle, John!). So you can see that this lead to some confusion when all of these men would have been working together on an overcrowded beach! Fishing was a dangerous occupation and it was important that when you called to someone the person you were talking to responded - not half the beach!! Therefore they all had nicknames to differentiate them from other men with the same name. I do not know the history of all the individual nicknames some are obvious such as 'Squinter' or 'Red Eye'. I do however know the history behind why my great grandfather was called 'Teapot'. He rescued a pilot who had crashed in the North Sea and brought him home in his fishing boat. In return for saving his life the pilot and his wife gave great grandfather a silver teapot. Last edited: 11/05/2006 11:55 by Barbara West |
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Year: 1962
Summer Holidays A memory of East Runton, Norfolk When we were kids we used to holiday at East Runton nearly every year. We stayed with George and Mabel Bonney (and Trixie the dog) at Shepherds Cottage on the common. I think it was called Top Common. My Dad hired two beach huts from Walter Green - one of the fisherman - who used to sit at the bottom of The Gap mending his crab nets. What fun we used to have!! A marvellous clean beach with rock pools and, when the tide was out - ideal for football! Mr Bonney told us all the best places to go and we often took Trixie for walks - or should I say she took us as she knew the area so well! Such happy times and great memories of a beautiful Norfolk village. Hope it hasn't changed too much! Posted: 28/09/2008 23:40 by Heather Moore |
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