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Boyhood Memories
My memories of Sledmere are those of a small boy growing up in Sledmere between 1947 to 1958 when my parents decided to move from Sledmere. I have exceptionally fond memories of those days. I cannot remember a bad day or a sad day for me they were magical days. Even the seasons had their own special magic in Sledmere with many contrasting feeling, even now as I am typing this I can feel the magic sixty years on. During my life I have lived and worked in many places not only in England but in many parts of the world and I can assure you there is no where on earth that comes close to Sledmere. My only regret is that since leaving all those years ago I have only been back a dozen times. Out here in the barren desert of Saudi Arabia I constantly think about those wonderful days and the wonderful people I knew. It was a truely magical time for me and I promise one... Read more
North Humberside memories
Postcard
The cyclist in this picture is my father John G Heward. He would have been 35 at the time and we lived in Brook Street.
Flying Man of Pocklington
I remember going to Pocklington, in the effort to find family from our family tree. We went to Bishop Wilton. But, in browsing in Pocklington, we found out about the Flying Man of Pocklington. He said he could fly, and went up to the top of the highest building in the village at the time, which was the church, tied a rope to his leg, just in case, and proceed to fly off the top. He went to the extend of the rope, and slammed into the church wall. He was buried at the bottom of the wall, from where he hit the wall.
That was very amusing, I wonder what kin he still has in Pocklington ... a family skeleton no doubt ...
Boynton Hall Revisited 1975, by Matthew Strickland Quarles
I visited Boynton Hall during my year long study abroad as an English Speaking Union Scholarship recipient to Wrekin College, in Wellington, Telford, Shropshire, during the academic year 1974/1975.
At that time an architect, Mr Cooke and his wife were the owners of Boynton Hall. I had written to Mr. Cooke prior to my visiting the Hall at the suggestion of my elderly cousin who had visited the home some years previously and made the acquaintance of the Cookes.
At the time of my visit the Hall had been sectioned off in order to maintain a residence as well as a flat or two. Mr. Cooke graciously toured me throughout the house showing me the secret passageway, as well as the upper level bed chamber in which Queen Henrietta Maria - Charles I wife - was reputed to have spent one night on her way to enlist her cousin's - Louis XIV - aid in the defense of Charles's throne from Cromwellian troops. Framed and hanging beside the... Read more
Holderness Hunt
Started work here at the Kennels, Old Joe was the head groom, Mr Harold Horbury, huntsman and Earnie, the whip. Young Starky was the terrier boy. I lodged with Mr and Mrs Horbury. Wage £2.10 - board £2.00 per week. Made friends with the Tate family. (nee Jane Jennings)
Brumby, Wilson The Sweet Shop. 1966 Onwards.
I can remember going to the sweet shop in front of the church and spending my pennies. It always fascinated me that a shop was also someone's home. I can recall the long summers playing out in the long orchard (probably not long at all) which was at the end of Edwins Garth, we would call on The Towse children. I must have been a real tomboy as I can't recall playing with any girls in the village.
I can still recall going to meet and see my dad at "Stivvies" Farmand being sat on the pony there.
We would go to Spring Wells and the monkey run at the top of Londesborough Road as we got older.
My favourite memory was travelling to Beverley on the train to Market Weighton with my Auntie Doris, and coming home again to mum and dad after a weekend away.
I loved to go to watch the Kiplingcoates Derby. "Fezzie" watching with my brothers and dad.
My brother... Read more
My Childhood Memories of Beeford
Beeford holds many fond memories for me. My grandparents Charlie and Mary Walker took over the corner shop in around 1963. They then turned it into 'Ye Olde Wrought Iron Shoppe' which my grandfather ran until his late seventies. We spent most weekends there and as I grew up I visited often and had many a good night in the Yorkshire Rose which was then the Black Swan. I loved to walk up the lane through the church yard to the playing field where there was a metal frame to swing on, and I also remember at the top of the field was a great big log we used to play on, I don't suppose that is there any more. They were very special days. I believe the old house has now been renovated. My grandfather was a wonderful character much loved by the people of Beeford and his granddaughter!
