Thorney memories
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Thorney And The Rose And Crown
The Rose and Crown at Thorney was managed, I believe from the early 1930s by my Great-Aunt Ellen and her husband Joe. My mother, Daisy Steele (nee Camp), and other members of her family spent pre-Second World War summer holidays there, and during the war, presumably during the heavy bombing of London and the later V1 and V2 rocket attacks, my mother and I, along with other members of the family spent time at the Rose. I remember soldiers being billeted there and how I made off one day, aged about four, with the rifle of one of them, and dragged it into one of the bars. I remember how heavy it was and how disappointed I was when it was taken off me. I went to a school somewhere in Thorney and vividly remember being in class in the mornings and then being taken to the fields in the afternoon. This was not a good preparation for 'proper' school in Fulham after the war, where we lived, as I fully expected... Read more
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Crowland Road
My uncle, Bill Oliver, who lived in Crowland Road used to work at the brickyards pictured. He worked on the kilns. I can remember on Sunday mornings going to see my uncle and my nan, Florrie Oliver. My dad Russell Oliver and I used to cycle over the old bridge which is now part of the Ete bypass. I was born in Eye in Northam Terrace just of the Crowland Road and lived there till I was 21. I now live in Stilton.
Childhood Memory
The old photographs helped me remember some lovely memories of when I was a very young child, when it was a daily routine walking past the old brick works to go to Eye school, I believe that just past the brick works (obviously depending on which way you were walking) there was a bridge that went over the old railway.
My father Sid Earnshaw knew Bill Oliver who worked at the site and his brother Ray, sadly my father is no longer here, but the pictures were wonderful to see, and I cannot help but feel a little sad that Eye now looks nothing like it was when I was a child, but thats progress I suppose!! Although it's not all bad... as I still live in Eye.
Bricklayers Arms
Researching my family history I have found the sale papers for the Bricklayers Arms. It was sold by my Great Grandmother, her husband was Frederick Easom Robinson. It was sold on Friday 8th august 1890. The sale was for Brewhouse Blacksmiths & Wheelwright shops, two Brick Built & Slated Tenements, an orchard, and 4 acres of land intersected by the railway, formerly the Brick Yard.
Peterborough Grammar School For Girls
Does anyone have photographs of the Grammar School on Cobden Avenue? I was there for a couple of years before I moved away with my family and have vivid memories of the main school buildings and the three storey house on the corner where we also studied. On the way up the hill to school there was a coalyard wher they kept the massive black horses used to pull the coal carts - am I really old enough to recall horse-drawn coal deliveries? Actually, our milk was also delivered using a horse and cart. I remember too the shop where we had to go to buy the school uniform - it had a complicated pulley system to send the money to the accounts department. And what a uniform! Dark brown winter coats, yellow over-macs, striped summer dresses and straw boaters - those were the days!
Fenland Farming Around Peterborough
On reading the book 'PETERBOROUGH A Miscellany' a couple of items are incorrect by my own knowledge and experience. Page 4 : 'Dockey' was a word almost exclusive to fen farmworkers, it was the break taken at 1000 to 1030 hrs, it generally consisted of a 'thumb bit' this was a chunk of bread with a hole made in it to contain butter, meat or cheese which was eaten with a sharp knife (lambsfoot make preferred), the piece of bread taken out to make the hole was used as a thumb bit to keep the part to be eaten clean. There were no facilities for hand washing other than the dykes. The work hours on fen farms in those days was 0700 start, 1000 to 1030 dockey, 1300 to 1310 'onesies', this was ten minutes to finish off your flask of tea, or more often the bottle of cold sweet tea that many preferred. Finish at 1615 Mon to Thur, and 1600 on a Friday, a 47 hour week, for which a... Read more
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