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Woodhall Spa| Tattershall| Coningsby| Horncastle
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Great Grandfather West
I have no personal memories of Kirkstead, but it was an important place in the history of my family.
My great grandfather, William Gilbert West, and his wife Rebecca farmed somewhere in the Kirkstead area during the 1870s. From census entries we know that their 9th, 10th and 11th children, all girls, were born there, the first of these being in 1874. The three girls were Gertrude (my grandmother), Nellie and Alice West.
The family must have moved to Kirkstead from the coast in the early 1870s. The births of the previous children had been registered in Hogsthorpe or Trusthorpe. The 1891 census shows them as having returned to Hogsthorpe (where Rebecca had been born) and Chapel-St-Leonards, but exactly when they went we don't know.
As a child I knew some of William Gilbert's and Rebecca's children as great aunts. Of the three sons I never knew Richard and William Gilbert who must have died before I was born. The third son, and sixth child,... Read more
Rose Cottage.
I was born at Bardney in 1946. We moved away from the area as my Dad was a farm worker so moved to different farms. My Grandparents used to live in Rose Cottage at Bardney which in my days as a young child along with my younger brothers and sister we used come to visit and I remember having to cross a field with geese in it to get to the Cottage. We all had to sit on a long bench at the very large kitchen table just a couple of memories that stick in my mind. I dont think the cottage is there now but would love to hear if anyone else can remember it. I hope to go back to Bardney one of these days to have a good look around as I know we had a very big family connection there. Vanda Miller nee Shucksmith.
My Grandfather
I was told by my mother that my grandparents moved to Tattershall in 1912 from Buckinghamshire so my grandfather could find work helping to restore the castle he was a carpenter. His name was William Bywater, known as Roger, they lived in the village for many years.
A Townie in Timberland 1947
My memory is of arriving in Timberland with my widowed mother to look after my grandad, George Curtis. I had to go to Timberland C of E school, imagine me, 9 years old and wiv a Sussex accent, everyone called me a Cockney and tried to make me talk in class. The Head Mistress was Miss Kirk, there was also Mrs Creasey who lived in Walcot. Having spent all the war time in Bomb Alley with ration books, we now had chickens and all the eggs we could wish for, and later we kept pigs so that meant real bacon, 7 pork sausages. It was great.
Ancestors From Coningsby
I've been researching my family history and have found that an ancestor of mine known as James Faunt used to live at a place called Packet Beerhouse, in fact he is in the 1891 census as being the "beerhouse keeper". He lived there with his wife Sarah. Is the building still in existence today? Are there any Faunts still living in the Coningsby area? I've been trying to find out more, but so far no success. I am a regular visitor to Grimsby so may nip over to Coningsby and try at the roots...so to speak.
RAF Vet.
I was stationed at Conningsby in 1953. I would be interested if there is anyone that served at that time on this base. I am now living in Canada.
First Time
This is the first swimming pool I ever saw and where I learned to swim. I went to the Queen Elizabeth Grammar School and this is where we were taken, once a week, for our swimmimg lessons. I was placed into care when I was 11 years old and in my first year at senior school. The place of care was Holmeleigh Children's Home. I remember my first time here very clearly. I was very nervous, new school and a new home, surrounded by a load of new people and faces and desperately wanting to 'fit in'. "It is swimming tomorrow so make sure you bring costume and towel!" I was told. My new classmates were wanting to know could I swim etc etc and all I could think of at that time was "Well it can't be that hard" and I so wanted to be accepted and feel 'normal' so came out with...."Oh yes I'm a great swimmer, you'll see!"...Wow, what a mistake that was. The following day we were walked 'in convoy'... Read more
