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Historic maps of Steart and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Steart maps
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West Huntspill| Pawlett| Burnham-On-Sea| Highbridge| Puriton| Cannington| Berrow| Bason Bridge| Brent Knoll| Wembdon| Woolavington| Bridgwater| East Brent| Mark| Brean| Cossington| Nether Stowey| Chedzoy| Over Stowey| Adscombe| Loxton
Steart area books
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Holidays in The Mid 1950s
I used to holiday with my grandparents in West Huntspill in the mid 1950s.For a time we used to stay with a Mrs King. Heading west from The Globe you took a right turn at the crossroads past the traction engine and she lived on the left. Then we stayed with a Mr and Mrs Hagget just over thre railway bridge in Withy Road. We used to go to The Globe pub in the evenings, I think Mr and Mrs Hayes were the owners and they had a daughter, Margaret or Mary. We used to visit Wells, Burnham, Cheddar, Weston, Glastonbury and when we did a tour Wem's coach used to pick us up at The Crossroads pub.
Memories of my Childhood
I was born in 1956, in Wiltshire, but my first memories are of Pawlett, where we moved, when I was very small. It was a smaller, quiter village than it is even now. I went to the village school, on the village green, next to the church. I believe it's now someone's home. My first memories there are of making paper lanterns, and the Christmas decorations hanging from the ceiling, I don't know why. I had to walk there, via a long but very narrow lane, which led from the 'main' road, to the school door, locally called 'The Drain'. I recall our school meals having been cooked off site, being delivered to us, through the brick gateway, into the playground, in large metal churns. I also recall the toilet block at the bottom of the playground. When we were kids, we used to go down to the river Parrett, past Cooks farm, with no restrictions on where we could go, and sit on the riverbank, watching Dad fish for eels... Read more
Early Recollections
Amongst my earliest memories of Burnham-on-Sea are those of being in the forge of my grandfather's blacksmith's shop, he was Mr Welland, watching him shoeing horses. After the work was done he would hoist me up onto the horses' backs getting my pretty little dresses very dirty. Needless to say, Mum was never best pleased when she saw the state I would be in!
Highbridge
I used to fly my control line model planes in the car park shown in the photo. My mother and I lived in Highbridge from 1957 until 1960 when we moved to Burnham. I went to the school in Highbridge and remember the Queen being driven past the school on her way to see the flood damage in Devon. We all waved flags as she sped past! On her earlier Coronation I and the kids at the school all got commemorative medalions courtesy of the owner of the big hardware store at the town clock. Good days.
German Bomber Crash
Does anybody remember the day during the Second World War when a Luftwaffe bomber crashed just past the railway crossing? I was then a five or six year old evacuee boy from London. I remember some of the spectators crying - I didn't understand it then (and I don't undertand it now!).
A Memory of Coultings, nr Fiddington
In April 1963, my ex husband and I moved from Nottingham to Coultings, he to work on a farm owned by the Triggol family. We lived in a thick-walled cottage on the main road through Coultings, which had a Victorian letter box in the wall of one of the other houses. There weren't many residents of the hamlet, some farm workers and families and a few others. There was a phone box, and the travelling library came every couple of weeks, which was wonderful. The bus went through twice a week to Bridgewater which is where we shopped. The bakers van came a couple of times a week and the butcher also, and there was a converted ambulance that came through with groceries and fresh fish. Although that was a bit expensive for the humble wage that a farm worker earned back then. The cottage we lived in was fairly old, but did have a bathroom built on and a Rayburn in the kitchen, and a fireplace in... Read more
Holidays
We used to park our caravan in the last field along the lane, near the River Brue. One holiday we arrived in the early morning and just parked up in the field. We were awakened by our caravan rocking and looked out to see the cows coming in for their milking. We had parked where they usually walked 'home' and couldn't understand why we were in the way. We had to go out and shoo them round the caravan. We had lovely fishing in the River Brue and some lovely holidays.
Another year we arrived to find the cows had been eating the fallen apples in the orchard and were a bit tipsy!
