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Stalham maps
Historic maps of Stalham and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Stalham maps
Stalham area books
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Memories of Stalham
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Ancestry
My grandmother (Mary Elizabeth) was born in Ingham in the 1850s into the Batchelor familly. While looking into my past I found where my great-great (how many) grandfather had his workshop in Stalham. He was a builder and employed three brickies and three apprentices and had his builders yard behind the Swan. His initials are scratched into the door entrance pillars of what is now the pub store. There is also a plaque set into the wall on the 'inaccessible' side. You can see where he extended his workshop and from the way he built, it is possible to see other buildings in Stalham bearing his method of building. The chances are that in the mid 1800s there was no standard for building and if a builder found a plan that worked then why not adopt it. Quite a few of my ancestors are residing in the churchyard at Ingham and I believe that I am also related to the Hewitts in Stalham church yard. The original Batchelor of Ingham... Read more
Norfolk memories
Evacuee
I have strong memories of Barton Turf as a 5year old boy from London's East End. I was shipped to Bartom Turf to escape the Blitz after our house in Vallance Road was demolished by a bomb. My dad was on active service in the army and my mum stayed with her parents. I arrived at a large assemby hall to be selected by my new family (name of Shepherd). I came back to London at war's end totally traumatised as I could not understand why I had been sent away on my own. I am now 71 and still have dreams of this period.
Canon Peter Nicholson
I loved Catfield, my home village, and the little school which, in my time there had almost 100 pupils up to the age of 14. Mrs M A Batchelor was head teacher and Miss Drake taught the infants. We learned such a lot and I remember learning so much about my country and the world from the huge maps which hung on the walls all around us. There were no school dinners; we just took sandwiches. Everyone was very happy. We played conkers, hopscotch, marbles, hoops, pop guns (with acorns as bullets) etc. I sang in the church choir along with many of my friends. The Revd Henry Lillingston was the rector but he went away to become an army chaplain in the Second World War. Canon Horace Wake served the parish for about 27 years and he was greatly loved. He had lost an eye at Gallipoli. He founded the scout troop in the village. Almost everyone in the village walked to church on Sunday mornings and evenings... Read more
Beales Family Tree
My great-great-grandfather George Beales owned the Pleasure Boat Inn. He ran a wherry boat from there in about 1890. I am looking for more information about this and for pictures of the Beales family - in anyone can help, please get in touch. Mike Beales mabeales@aol.com
Hot Summers
Growing up in the village the summers always seemed hot! This photo shows my dad Len on the left walking to the right. So much more memories come to the fore, even the registration of the Commer van on the right.
Neatishead - The Enchanted Village!
I spent holidays in this magical place as a boy, staying year after year with my beloved aunt and uncle and my two cousins. It was a vibrant and exciting English village that buzzed and thronged with life and activity. I watched each dawn from my bedroom window as the village street and the busy post office slowly came to life. I ran the lanes and glorious fields with my cousins and our friends from dawn til dusk and the river drew us kids like a magnet and it was here that we languished in summer bliss, fishing and watching the coots and even the occasional kingfisher. I met friends in that glorious place that remains special to me to this day, and forty years on there will always be part of me back there in the Norfolk lanes.
Family
I've been looking into my family roots and my gt gt grandad came from here, the Howards then moved to Hull, Yorkshire.
