You are here:
Upper Bruntingthorpe
Upper Bruntingthorpe maps
Historic maps of Upper Bruntingthorpe and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Upper Bruntingthorpe maps
Upper Bruntingthorpe photos
We have no photos of Upper Bruntingthorpe, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Saddington| Walcote| Fleckney| Kilby| Lutterworth| Bitteswell| Countesthorpe| Smeeton Westerby| Cosby| Broughton Astley| Welford| Kibworth| Foxton| Lubenham| Stanford On Avon| Kibworth Harcourt
Upper Bruntingthorpe area books
Displaying 1 of 9 books about Upper Bruntingthorpe and the local area. View all books for this area
You can read extracts and browse photos from these books.
Memories of Upper Bruntingthorpe
No memories of Upper Bruntingthorpe have been shared yet - be the first!
Add your memory of Upper Bruntingthorpe
or of a photo of Upper Bruntingthorpe.
Leicestershire memories
The Wall.
I sat on this wall so often when someone helped me up with 'a leggy'. It seemed so high then! I think it's fallen down now.
SPORTS DAY
I went to the little village school opposite the pub in the village. We only had one classroom for children from 5 to 11 and a yard, so we had our sports in a field on the Shearsby road.
Kilby
I was born in Kilby in 1943 in the house across from the Dog and Gun (I think it was called the Swan or maybe Black Swan?). When I was about a year or so old my parents moved to Foston (Great Peatling Lodge) and that is where I grew up and went to school in Countesthorpe and then on to Guthlaxton. Now living in the States and get homesick for Leicestershire.
My Birthplace
I was born at 7 Fleckney Rd in 1951. My dad lived there with his parents and when he married my mum they lived there until they died; they were Harry and Doris Goddard. I was one of four children and we had a great childhood, my parents were well loved and respected by everyone in the village.
Church Gate (60s-70s)
My grandparents (Mousleys) lived in 38 Church Street and that was the house where my mother was brought up during the Second World War and onwards. I remember staying there as a small boy: no inside toilet, an old hand water pump to the rear (not working), dark bricked cellar and a view from the attic window to the church. The walled garden to the rear was adjacent to the old Sherrier school, so we were never short of balls to play with! The white house next door was used as a holiday home and my grandmother acted as caretaker. They had a full size table tennis table which was a great treat when my brother and I were allowed inside.
Countesthorpe
My name is Marlis Franz. I am German. In 1952, I was 15 years old, I visited my English penfriend in Countesthorpe together with my mother. We spent a wonderful time there. Going on holiday was not normal at this time and something special - particularly going to England.
My English girl-friend lived together with her parents in Countesthorpe, Station Road. When we visited her there was a post office in this house and a little shop. What a surprise when I saw the Countesthorpe photos and there was a photo "Countesthorpe, Station Road". I think it must be the house where the Fletcher family lived in when we visited them. I cannot forget the wonderful weeks we spent there and since then I like England and its people.
Best wishes
Marlis Franz
Alma Friston Nee Oldfield
I was born in Smeeton on April 23rd 1935. I remember staying with a Mr and Mrs Webb. As you approached Smeeton there were cottages on the left hand side, we stayed in the last one next to a lane. The cows came up this lane everyday for milking, quite often straying on to the garden, it was our job to shoo them away. Down this lane was a chapel which was on the left hand side, I remember singing here. We lived in Leicester during the war, having moved from Smeeton and Kibworth Harcourt.
I remember the grocery shop run by Miss Terry, we bought Jelly Dummies to suck on.
Lots of memories walking in the fields and smelling violets by the hedges.
I believe the house where I was born was opposite a farm yard not far from the shop. Happy days. Have just bought a book by Philip Porter, it is the second one.
