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My grandma (Whinnie) and father grew up here, and owned Staxton Garage for a while (Mike Hearing). I spent the most enjoyable childhood there. It makes me smile thinking of all of the older people, always smiling and telling a good yarn (story) as you walked though the village.
It is a beautiful place, you have the River Hertford less than a mile away, and the Wolds on your doorstep (the best playground in the world). You have everthing there, and it doesn't take much searching unless you have your eyes shut. It is worth parking up and enjoying instead of driving past - it doesn't look much at 60 miles a hour, but there is more there than meets the eye.
North Yorkshire memories
Sarah Reaveley (Reveley)
My Great Grandmother, Sarah, was born in Flixton in 1832. She was convicted in 1848 of setting fire to haystacks, and sent, as a convict, to Tasmania, Australia.
As all her family were farmers, she may have done this as a protest for all of the mechanised equipment being introduced, to the detriment of the farm workers.
Any information on her life in Flixton, would be appreciated, especially newspaper reports of her conviction. I know that reports were printed, but I do not have copies.
Holiday at my Grandma's House
My mum was born in Seamer and she lived at Bank Top, Seamer Road, she had 5 brothers and sisters, and her mum was widowed very early in life, leaving her to bring up all those children. Well, she did a good job, they were the cream of the crop, and myself and my brothers and sisters had many happy holidays in Seamer. My gran was called Isobel Durham. One of my mum's brothers lived at Lower house Farm, just outside the village, we also spent many happy holidays there with Aunt Ethel and Uncle Bunny Durham. To this day, Seamer has not changed much and I don't think it will. I have a cousin, Joyce Wood, who still lives at Bank Top, Seamer, and an aunt who lives further down the road. I have taken my three sons to visit Seamer many times while they were growing up, they too loved the place, so I have not put a date down for this memory, because there were many memories over... Read more
Holidays at Wallis's Caravan Site at Cayton Bay Scarborough.
I have lots of fond memories of Cayton Bay as a child in the late 1960s/70s, the only place we knew and loved. Mam had a caravan there, following in her mam's footsteps. We loved to get there in the school holidays, even the 3 hour journey there with all us kids taking turns to share the sick bucket didn't put us off going. We all crammed in my Uncle Bill's car, God knows how we all fitted in but we did. The smell of the diesel would set us off feeling sick within minutes of getting in the car and we would be asking "Are we nearly there yet?" every 5 minutes. Mam's caravan had no running water or a toilet, no mod cons like they all have today but we thought it was brill, lighting the gas lights at night and the smell of it. Even taking it in turns to fetch the water from the tap stands, and emptying the slop bucket was a shared event. We... Read more
Cows?
How strange to see cows on this picture. I remember lots and lots of sheep. The highlight of our walk across the main road and down the steep path to the beach (often through a layer of fog which blotted out the sun when you got there!) was to make baaing noises and wait for the reply!
Cafe on The Beach And Donkeys
There used to be a cafe on the concrete landing at the beach in the late 1960s, early 1970s.
Mum took the donkeys to the beach, up and down the Pumping Station Rd in the 1950s, Wallis's was a very busy place, mum has told me that Mr Wallis owned a T.V shop before buying the camp and he asked her granddad to be his partner, his name was Hanson, but he declined his offer. They were local dairy farmers, the farm was on the road that spurs off the Filey road and runs only a short distance from the cliffs to Flamborough, the farm house looks like a small mansion with a balustrade around the top, you can see it clearly from the road on the seaward side.
Great-grandma had a caravan on Wallis's and we stayed there in the summers, 1970s, there were railway carridges on the site, just in front of the reception and to the right, and we would go with granny to see the people... Read more
Childhood Years
My name is now Marie Moore but my maiden name was Jeeves. Memories of Cayton Bay 1960s to 70s will stay with me forever, my nannan, mam and her 2 sisters all had their own caravans on Wallis's Holiday Camp, our caravan number was 224, it was on the top field across from the big house on the corner of Cayton Lane then but later got moved further down the field for some reason, mam and her sisters were all next to each other, where my cousins would stay at the same time as us. My uncle Bill used to take us there in his car and we would all be sick with the smell of diesel. Once we arrived there, my sister Wendy and brother Frankie would be dropped off at the office to collect our name badges with caravan number on, which were on a blue ribbon. We would go into the amusement arcade which was like a long wooden shed on the playground and there was a... Read more
