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Tunstall maps
Historic maps of Tunstall and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Tunstall maps
Tunstall photos
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Blaxhall| Snape| Butley| Wickham Market| Pettistree| Ufford| Orford| Parham Hall| Parham| Saxmundham| Easton| Melton| Aldeburgh| Rendham| Bredfield| Leiston| Woodbridge| Framlingham
Tunstall area books
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Memories of Tunstall
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Suffolk memories
Evacuation
My brother and I were evacuated to Farnham in 1939. We lived at the Vicarage with 8 other children and 2 ladies looking after us (one was our mother). We used to walk up the lane on Sundays to have lunch at a big house which was owned by 'Lady Stabb'. We ate in the servants quarters but it was very nice. I wonder if there is anyone there who would remember us evacuees. I would love to know. Thank you, Shirley Hards (nee Drew)
Farnham Hall
To Mr Graham Bingham, I have tried to contact you but cannot get through. I don't have your e-mail address so can you contact me regarding Farnham Hall. Shirley Hards
Samuel Wright
I am researching my husbands family tree. His great grandad was Samuel Wright who was a coal hauler in Grimsby in 1883, on looking at the census further I found he came from Sudbourne in Suffolk. Terry [my husband] had no idea that his Wright family had originated from there. Does anyone know of any of Sam Wrights family still around there or have any knowledge of the Wrights. Is Sudbourne a small place? What is it like now? We intend to visit one day. Many thanks Chris Wright
Introduction to England And Suffolk
I was with the USAF and had just spent a year in Morocco. We were assigned to RAF Bentwaters but worked at RAF Woodbridge with the 79th. Coming into the country we first stayed at the White Hart Inn in Wickham Market and learned that we spoke American, the English speak English, similar for sure but different. Alhough we finally settled in Felixstowe for our tour, we really enjoyed our short stay in Wickham Market. I think our tour in England was the best of our 13 years of military service. I became an Anglophile and read English history more than just a lot. I studied and learned the game of cricket. I even figured how to subtract 1 pound, 7 shilling thrupence ate me from 5 pounds without using pencil and paper. It took about a year to learn the English language, accent and slang but I managed to do so. Even though I have been back some 50 years, the experience of living... Read more
Livin' Good
During the 1960s while stationed at RAF Bentwaters I, with my family, lived at #6 Broad Road, in Wickham Market. Our landlord was Richard Upson, who with his family lived on one side of the house and we occupied the other side. Our neighbour was Police Sergeant Alan Airey who has since passed away.
My time spent in England was without doubt the happiest time of my life.
If we could only turn back time!!
The Castle
This photograph features someone sitting on a bench in the foreground of Orford Castle. It is a strong possibility that it is my Uncle Jim (James Ellis) Smy. This was his favourite spot and he could be found sitting there catching up with his friends.
There are several legends attached to Orford Castle. The most famous is that of the Merman. Villagers allegedly caught him in fishing nets and imprisoned him in the castle. He either wouldn't or couldn't speak and was very wild in appearance. One night he escaped and was never seen again.
Another story is that two people had their photograph taken standing either side of the fireplace. When the photograph was developed a ghostly figure was seen standing between them.
What Happened to The Kotarski's ?
Fond memories of Parham makes me write this, remembering the peacefulness.
Surfing the Web, here I am posting a question all the way from he USA.
It was early summer 1954 and I was a Dutch farm exchange student staying with the family Kotarski on the so called "White House farm" just outside Parham village. The farmer was of Polish decent, Genec, who had limited use of one arm, the result of a war injury. His wife Pamela and I milked the cows. They had three sons whose names I forgot. Nice people who enjoyed having me helping out with the chores and fieldwork. They also had a cleaning lady who lived in the village. She used to help out at the village store. Can't remember her name. She was very kind to me loaning me her bicycle so I could go and watch the Polo Pony Chuckas on Sunday afternoons somewhere in the area. I loved dressage and this was the closest to it. People were so nice to... Read more
