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Many Happy Holidays
My granparents and uncle live in soulby, I have many happy memories of spending my school holidays at Row End farm helping with hay time, milking and feeding the cows. I still love visiting soulby going to the stepping stones and a wander round the village
Holidays
I came to Soulby for a holiday when I was 8 with my mother and sister. We stayed in a caravan the other side of this shallow river - by the local shop.
The caravan was owned by a local farmer who was either a family friend or distant relative.
A highlight of the holiday was visiting the farm and helping get the cows in for milking. We loved playing in the shallow river and enjoyed the novelty of the caravan - I remember my mother hired a radio for the week for entertainment!
We went to Appleby one day and my sister bought a silver ring in a second hand shop.
I wonder if its changed?
Cumbria memories
Tirril
My name is Sandra and I am the little girl on the right of the picture. I lived at the Post Office with my grandparents, Mr & Mrs Robinson and I have very fond memories of growing up in the village. The bigger girl with me was Ann Tatters who used to take me to school at Yanwath.
Millers at Penruddock
The Robinson family had a long connection with Penruddock and the Neighbouring village of Motherby. My third gt grandfather, William Robinson was miller at Hutton Mill from about 1810 before moving to Greystoke Mill, and was succeeded by his son John, who continued to mill and farm there until about 1890.
I remember Penruddock from around 1952 to the present day - what is now the Herdwick Inn used to be the Norfolk Arms, and was run by the Porteous family.
The Porter family were farmers and one (Mary Ann) married the John Robinson mentioned above. They had 6 children - my gt grandmother Zerinah married Charles Sumner, and eventually moved back to Attorneygarth in Motherby.
The Flooding
Can anyone recall the flooding that occurred in the early 1930s? We have had flooding in recent years but we wondered if it were a regular happening?
Lowther Castle
We moved in to the lodge at the main gate of the castle on 6th June 1953 till March 1965. Spent many happy hours playing in the castle gardens and summer houses and also in the castle itself, it was partly furnished then and I used to go up main staircase and onto the roof, great view across the parks and to Penrith, also down in the cellers where there was lots of stuffed animals and ex-army radios and ariels which we made into fishing rods. The lodge had large doors when we first moved in so people used to try to get in, some even tried their own keys, later they removed the doors and made another room. When they started to dismantle the castle the boss and his wife lived in a caravan next to the lodge, his name was Bob Garvy, rest of the men lived in the flats in the castle. I remember helping on the day they sold all the timber and furniture ... Happy... Read more
Memories of 'Beckside'
On a recent visit to Martindale - beautiful as it is - I was saddened to find out that the 'Beckside' I remembered had changed. In the 1970s we would stay there during the summer holidays - it accommodated 10/11 people at that time and was a wonderful 'base' for those who enjoyed walking and exploring the Lake District. We would 'shop' in Penrith, and once our larder and 'fridge was stocked - we would settle in for our two week stay. The children loved the house and the 'beck' running beside it into Lake Ullswater - they would play on the lake shore or scrambling up the fellside behind the farmhouse - the fact we did not have a television was a blessing, as in the evenings family games were played, and when the evenings were rather cool we would light the log fire in the large grate and the snacks were brought out and the adults enjoyed their glasses of fruit wine. Oh happy days!
