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Historic maps of Topcroft and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Topcroft maps
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Topcroft area books
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Suffolk memories
Bungay And Woodton
Early years - Nurse Britton was a friend as she was to most I believe. I was too young to be exact with memories but my gran lived opposite Whitemans shop which got hit by a bomb in the Second World War. I remember the garage which sold Ford cars as the man said he would keep the car on display(Ford Prefect?) for me until I was old enough to drive, and just down the road towards Diss there was a school I think I went to for a very short time, but Woodton was where we lived when I was 3-4. Happy times, lovely people. I went back a few years ago and met I believe the Reads who owned the garden nurseries.
My Nan Emily Woolonough.
My nan was Emily Woolonough and was born somewhere near Bungay, my grandfather was Allen, they had a daughter called Irene Woolonough. Molly Knights and my mum Bernice Elsie Knights Woolonough and I think three other sisters too. Please help, I would love information from anyone who knew my nan, her life, photos, anything. She did work as a housekeeper but when they lived in Bungay they lived in Gas House Lane, Bungay which is now Rose Lane. Hope someone can help me, Linda Belham, Email: Davvlinn@aol.com
Bungay in The 60's
My father Ronnie Buck owned The Swan pub, then the wet fish shop near the market place in Bungay. The pet shop owned by Warnes was next door, to the left, and drapers the clothes shop to the right. Ivan Porter's fruit shop was opposite my fathers fish shop and Mrs Roe had a jewelrey shop next to the fruit shop. Also, I remember how we use to watch a procession through the town from the butter cross, and if I remember correctly, a fete was held near the castle grounds.
EVACUATED TO METFIELD, SUFFOLK, WW2
In 1940, we were evacuated to the village of Metfield, with my mother and brothers. A Mr and Mrs Godbold let us move into one of their cottages on the farm. On going to school, the local children would call us 'the Bomb Dodgers', but the shoe was soon on the other foot, as they built a USA airfield just outside the village, and we all soon saw action in the village. The Americans looked after us very well, at Christmas time all the children in the village were invited to the base for a great time. I did go back to the village some 20 years ago, but I could only stay for a few hours, I would love to go back again some day. I am 75 years young, and I still think back to when I was a 7 year old, going through the war years in Metfield. I still think of it as my second home. We as children had some good times, but there were sad... Read more
Rhoos Hall (aka Roos Hall or Rose Hall)
Previously I had posted to My Memories, a much longer, "informative" post, but I learned from further research that a lot of what I had previously heard was not accurate in fact. My memories remain unchanged, regardless of the more accurate details so kindly provided to me. It had never before occured to me to go to the best source of more factual information, the Town of Beccles, of which Roos Hall is associated.
Upon contacting the Beccles Town Council by way of e-mail, just yesterday, with a myriad of questions, my request was turned over to a gentlemen (whose name I will not use, in respect of his privacy) who responded even before 8 hours had passed. Again, before another 8 hours had passed I received a 2nd e-mail. My husband (not the same one I visited England with) asked me what kind of town existed that people had that kind of time to make such a fast response, and what kind of people would go out of... Read more
Maurice Dunn (Alberta, Canada)
Playing Cowboys and Indians, down the steps, and along the cliff, after coming out of the old Picture House on a Saturday afternoon, in the Second World War years.
A Ghost on Beccles Church Steps
My father, Stafford Brown, was a student at Beccles College during the First World War. He stayed with the Knights family of Puddingmoor. Mr Knights, who was a wherryman, told of a strange event that happened to him one evening. He had been returning home from the town, and took his usual short cut through the churchyard. When he arrived at the top of the steps, he encountered what he could only describe as an invisible barrier. Mr Knights pushed against it, tried to climb over, under or go around. It was impossible. So he retraced his steps and took the longer route home by the road. He said that he had not been in a public house! This only happened to him once, and nobody else ever reported a similar incident.
