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The School
I remember the old school there, it was also my youth club. I was a foster child who lived at 8 Mill Road. I was fostered by a lady named Julie Abrahams who I called 'Nana', she ended up having a stroke and I was sent to the next village called Gazeley, but I had many good friends in Ashley who I wish I could contact again but I don't know where they all went, if anyone remembers me I was Irene Talbot then. Or if anyone remember Mrs Abrahams I would like to hear from them. Please contact me by email: dovewhite@live.co.uk It would be much appreciated.
The Parton Family
Hi, I lived in Mill Road, Ashley and I remember the Partons, the lady was a very good cook, I always remember her banana slices, yummy, also her kindness to everyone. I wonder where they are now.
Sam Cook The Blacksmith
I can remember Sam the blacksmith. I would stand and watch him at work in the forge. He had lost an arm (presumably in the war) and he had different attachment false arms which he would change to provide the tool he required. I would watch him work and clearly remember thinking how clever this man was doing what he did with only one arm. We lived in the white thatched cottage opposite. My dad (Bill Smith) was the mechanic at Dalham Hall Farm, he had taken on the job thinking a proper workshop was going to be built, alas it wasn't so we moved on moving to Hasketon just out of Woodbridge. I started my school days at Dalham and with my sister Susan we would walk to school. Alas on my last visit the school was no longer there. I remember being so afraid of the cattle in the fields along the road to school. One day I was waiting for my sister to come out of her... Read more
Badmondisfield Hall
My brother owned the Hall for a number of years, my parents also lived there.
I can clearly see Johnny the gardener, he lived in the little summer house in the rose garden, just right for him as he was a dwarf.
I remember the lovely parties we had in the big hall with a blazing fire, a gigantic long table in the middle of the hall, where we had some wonderful feasts.
At bedtime I would always take my dog Pip up the stairs with me, I had to put her on a lead as she did'nt like it and would escape to my mum & dads cottage. I think it was definately haunted as I was always hearing things.
Quite often we would go to Ousden to The Fox, John & Val used to own it then, a lovely friendly place.
Shopping days we went to Wickhambrook to the village shop which sold everything, or you could ring them up with... Read more
Badmondisfield Hall, Wickhambrook, Suffolk
I remember going to the woods to collect a christmas tree, it was so tall we had trouble getting into the big oak door. Mr & Mrs Rix and their family lived in the lodge.
Big Toe Stuck in The Drain...lol
I remember this paddling pool so well, when I was about 8 years old I would be there with my nana {in fact in looks like me in the pic}. She would sit on the bench in the pic and eat her rich tea biscuits. I begged her to let me swim every time we were there, I would mostly paddle though. One day the pool was empty and I was playing around the drain and I got my big toe stuck in it, I was really scared and started to cry, then to my horror the pool started to fill up, I was sure that I was going to drown. I remember screaming so loud, the man that tended the park came over and shut the water off ...' Whew'. Such wonderful memories though. In 1970 I was married in St Mary's Church and now live in the USA.
What I would do to go back to those day, there were swings on the other side of the pool... Read more
The Traffic Light Box in The Clocktower Roundabout
I was a policeman in Newmarket from 1962 -1970 and well remember having to stand in the glass tower in the middle of the roundabout controlling the traffic using the part-time traffic lights on each of the 5 entrances to the roundabout. This caper was mainly carried out on Summer weekends when the traffic coming back from the coast would be particularly heavy coming down the Bury Road and up the High Street. On really hot days, we would bake in the little tower and nobody carried bottles of water around then like they do now. I tend to remember that the older PC's would leave us youngsters doing the job for what seemed like forever. Happy days
