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Historic maps of Trowse and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Trowse maps
Trowse photos
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Thorpe St Andrew| Norwich| Bramerton| Framingham Earl| Poringland| Stoke Holy Cross| Rockland St Mary| Brundall| Brooke| Horsham St Faith| Salhouse| Taverham
Trowse area books
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Norfolk memories
Family Ancestors
Doing a bit of computer research looking at my mother's family and think I have traced back her father's family to the 1841 census, which shows her Great Great Grandfather, John Payne, living in Lakenham at what looks like Grove Place, Terry Street (census difficult to read). His occupation , again difficult to read, looks like "waiter" but his son, my mum's great grandad is listed as an apprentice brushmaker. Generations of the family then went on to be brushmakers. Was this a well-known trade in Lakenham at the time? Does anyone have any information about the Payne family - did they originate from Lakenham?
Hearts Cruisers
This boatyard belonged to my grandfather, Geoffrey John Hart (the gentleman standing at the back of the picture) and the young man in the front of the picture is Jack Ayton Hart, his son. The other son also worked there and his name was Dick. As children my mother, Yvonne, and my brother and myself all played here and learned to swim here too. The boatyard stayed Hearts Cruisers for many years after my grandfather sold it.
Hearts Cruisers
This gentleman is my grandfather Geoffrey John Hart. He owned and worked the business, Hearts Cruisers, with his two sons, Dick and Jack, and we spent many a happy hour there. In those days you could swim in the river as pollution was almost non-existent. Uncle Dick's many descendants are now mainly living in New Zealand but pay regular visits to the area to see where their family originally lived. Uncle Jack moved down to Sussex and his daughter Jane and her family now live in Barcelona. His son Peter's family are in this country.
Miss Bee
Santa Lucia Hotel was owned and run by Marion Olive Barkway, better known as Miss Bee. Marion was my grandmother and we used to visit every Sunday afternoon to help out with evening meals. When I was small I remember standing on the sun terrace fishing and gazing out onto the river. As I grew, I got into canoeing and used to keep my canoe there climbing over the wall to get to the river. Marion had a succession of dogs, alsations and daschunds - Judy, Kelly, Amber. Marion never left the hotel apart from the occasional shopping trip. She was always very happy and evenings she would enjoy sitting in reception and chatting with guests arriving and returning often laughing with them. Marion had the upmost respect of her staff. She would always seem to appear from nowhere if I stopped to speak (chat the girls up as a young lad) - kind of guess she was young once as well and still far too sharp for me. Marion... Read more
Loves First Kiss
This is the park where Sam and I had our first kiss! xx
Family Memory
My father's grandfather used to own Brundall Gardens, he has some photographs of us standing on the steps with great-grandfather holding me when I was a baby, he also has photographs of my brother who is a year older than I in the gardens with the stone statues. My father being the eldest son would have inherited the house and gardens. Unfortunately his grandfather's second wife sold it and it now a housing estate.
Love of my Life
I was stationed at RAF Coltishall and earned money working weekends at the Heartsease Pub on the Heartsease Estate where the Norwich footballers drank!
I met a lovely girl called Joy Collings who lived in Portersfield Road, and fell madly in love and we became an item. Unfortunately, due to a posting to Berlin in 1968, absence did not make the heart grow fonder for Joy and we broke up. I will always remember her with love and affection for she stole my heart like no other woman has since.
John Stroud, now an ex-pat on the Costa del Sol.
