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Milton The Blacksmith at Withypool Somerset
A friend in the USA has asked me to make contact with anyone in Withypool who may recall his ancestors. John and James Milton. One was a blacksmith there way back possibly in the mid 1800's is there anyone who has any knowledge of the families in Withypool back then.
I attempted to find a library, and or tourist center.......who would I contact?
Lion Garage
I was working at the Lion Grage then, Mr & Mrs Ros in the Tantivy. First thing in the morning I would go to Mr Ross for our fags (pay him on Friday - pay day), the garage then was open seven days a week for petrol (Esso), Sundays people were coming back off the moors and would fill with petrol. Go to the Tantivy for ice cream, it was good days, the Lion Hotel and the Lamb Hotel always full with guets, the times we had to garage the cars three abreast for the people staying in the hotel. Some nights we could not get them in so we put them around at Jack Arnold's for the night, fetch them in the morning and chamoise the cars off so the customers thought their car had been garaged all night, I believe it was 2 shillings a night (1060/1963). I worked under Eric Combes, what a great mechanic, garage owned by G C Stanbury & Son. Still going today, run... Read more
Windsor Bros Van 1937
I worked for Windsor Bros. The butchers name carried on. The owner then was Gordon Summers. I was a slaughterman. Around the back was the slaughter house, now demolished. I used to work there with Steve. Cannot remember his last name. He lived in the flat over the shop, when Mr Summers moved out to his bungalow. When the carcases were hanged up. Mr Morgan used to come and inspect them to see if they were fit for human consumption. Fish was sold, delivered overnight from Grimsby I think. There were two delivery vans, small ones. No heaters or radios in those days. The winter was cold with snow. I know some days I went out with someone else who could not get to work to deliver on Exmoor. We fitted chains to the vans rear wheels. Other wise you could not get around. When I got to one of the large houses the cook said that I was looking cold. She said "Try this, boy". I don't know what was in it,... Read more
One Summer
I worked as a 16 yr old in this hotel in 1960, I have lovely memories of the place. Also the hotel looks different to me now. We, the staff, lived in a bunglow at the end of the back garden. I think it was owned by Mr & Mrs Howlin. One of the children was called Melanie - they were Welsh ... the bar man was called Cowboy. I also remember a railway station close by. The guests came for fishing trips. The head waitress was Mrs Summerville, the Cook was Dorothy, also Mrs Harvey worked part time. I hope to visit some time again.
Born in Brushford
I was born in Brushford in 1950 I was Jane Sharp,I went to the two schools in Brushford,and Dulverton school till 1965.
I worked at the Carnarvon Arms hotel for Mrs Howells,and later at the Dulverton Laundry for Mr Peak,Is there anyone reading this who remembers me ,if so please get in touch, Jane Johnston {nee Sharp}
Mother Brushford School
My mother went to Brushford School - Beryl Williams - with her sister Hazel, when O am not sure but must have been 1930s or early 1940s. They lived at Newbridge Lodge - their parents were Jim and Elsie Williams who lived there till the 1980s. If anyone remembers Beryl and wants to talk, let me know and I will put you in touch.
Pixton
My grandfather - Jim Williams - worked on the estate, he lived at Newbridge Lodge for many years. He took me with him to work one day when I was about 8 or 9 years old, I don't remember much apart from that they were cutting a hedge in front of the big house and I got very cold and was told to go to the back room where there was a huge log fire. I was sat there warming up when Mrs Herbert walked in and spoke to me, I can't recall what she said now.
