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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 ...
What A Sight For Sore Eyes
I was a farm hand at Whitley Bridge and was for that day a tractor driver. My job was to pull a trailer down a row of rhubarb roots which had been pulled out onto the surface. Mr Huddleston employed girls on his market garden farm - they'd total at least sixty girls & the majority of them were just turned sixteen. Their job was to use a pitch fork to lift the rhubarb roots onto the trailer on which I was the driver of the tractor. THESE girls were not dressed for the job. They wore very very short mini skirts, and every time they bent over it was a sight for sore eyes. My order of the day was for me to sit on the tractor seat and never get off it. I wished that I'd done exactly that! But seeing that there was a spare fork at hand I got off the tractor and uprooted some of the roots myself. I know,... Read more
LIVING IN BUBWITH 1966 - 1970
During the late 1960s I lived in the large house on the left of the main street in this picture. The shop just before it on the left was called Whittakers. My husband bought some land at the back of the shop to extend the area behind our house where we had some stables.
Bubwith Memory
My parents, Maurice and Jessie Carroll, ran the White Swan pub at Bubwith from about 1962 to about 1966. There used to be a stable block to the right of the picture which they had demolished and an extension to the pub (just visible in the photo) was built.
From 1950 to 1955. at Riversleigh. Staith St. Bubwith.
When I was five years old , Mum Dad and me moved to Bubwith in to a house by the Derwent called Riversleigh. My memories are many and varied from the five years I lived there. The house opposite used to be flooded each year and the folk who lived their just moved their belongings up to the first floor. We were more fortunate as the water did not reach the house just laid in the lower part of the front garden. The church All Saints was opposite and I was a frequent visitor on Sundays to attend the Sunday School and also during the week as I had a fascination with the local grave digger who called Mr Batty. He was very kind and I spent many an interesting hour with him whilst he tended the grave yard and on occasion dug a grave. To this day I have an interest in old church grave yards as they hold much history.
The village school which was a church school... Read more
Stephensons Shop
The house on the left, when I was a child in the 60's was Stephensons Shop. We called there for sweets on our way down to Water End to visit relatives.
Station Lane
The first smallholding on the right hand side was where my relatives lived - Richard and Nellie Wiles. The house is still very much the same, but with some extensions to the house itself. The outbuildings are exactly the same. The next house was my grandparents' smallholding. The outbuildings are still there but can hardly be seen from the road. I remember the Station Master was a Mr O'Keefe. I still have a cousin living in Station Lane. Happy memories.
