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Discovering Glentworth
Being aware that our family name was unusual, I was told by my brother, Philip Glentworth, that a village called Glentworth existed quite near to his home in Gainsborough in Lincs. Quite soon after I visited Glentworth, and looked around the church graveyard, looking to see if our family name was there, none could be found. We were both born and brought up in Hull; our deceased parants were George and Jone Glentworth of Calvert Road in Hull. I have two sons, Anthony and Neil; Neil, who lives in Australia with his wonderful wife Shannon, has three daughters; hence the Glentworth name has been further expanded in Australia.
Howsham Grange
My name is Mandy Ward. I spent my first years living at Howsham Grange, Howsham with my elder brother Andrew and mum Madge and dad Archie Miller and dogs Henry the bassett hound and Puppy the big round sausage dog. In the far end cottage lived the Simpson family with lots of children, the eldest being Caroline, in one of the white cottages lived the Plaskitt family with two girls, one being called Carol, they had a Jack Russell dog who I remember very well as it bit my lip and I had to go to hospital and have stitches and jabs nice! I was only about 4 years old but it stays with me forty years later and how awful they were to me after. The Simpsons on the other hand were a lovely family and I remember all of us crying when they left. My first day at Howsham Primary didn't start too well, the school bus stopped at the lay-by opposite the brick cottage. I had... Read more
The Vaccie Years.
On June 8th 1940, just 6 weeks before my 8th birthday, I was evacuated to Fillingham where I was billeted with Mr & Mrs Cross and their daughter Violet. I had to attend church three times a week and chapel twice. At harvest time we were sent to pick potatoes and in spring we helped to sow the next crop. In winter I was sent outside to dig the weeds out from between the paving stones outside the house. It was not easy using an old dinner knife but I suppose it kept me from under the adults' feet for a few hours. The worst aspect of my stay was the onset of chilblains, the treatment for which was to bury my feet in an enamel bowl of snow. At the age of 79+ I am still not convinced. Despite this, I look back on those 21 months I stayed at Walnut Farm (though I saw no farm on our side of the garden wall) with a fondness I find puzzling. Maybe swimming... Read more
Middle Rasen Farmer Sires Two Mayors For Grimsby
My 2nd G/Grandfather, Robert Milner (1794-1870), married Mary Ann Norton on 25th April 1821 in St. Peters Church, Middle Rasen, winessed by Thomas Miller, Nicholas Danby and Frances Popple. They had ten children, all born in Middle Rasen, and the family remained there until my grandfather Christopher Miller (1865-1937), grandson of Robert Milner, moved to Grimsby and later became Mayor of that town in the year 1912/13. Walter Banyard Smith (1913-1993), a 2nd G/Grandson of Robert Miller, was also Mayor of Grimsby in the year 1980/81.
52 Aisby
On my first day at Corringham School, my mother walked me, aged five, down the long lane from Aisby with our faithful old dog Floss and a playmate, Monica Bramford, a year or so older than me. During assembly I started to cry and my mother had to walk me to school for a while after that, leaving a most reluctant scholar at the East Lane corner. I later learned to ride a bike and attended school with Mike and Diane Guerin, an American family stationed at Sturgate and billeted at Netherdene farm cottage at Aisby. The head schoolmaster, Mr Frost, lived in the schoolhouse and I remember one incident when I got a clip round the ear from him for throwing my skipping rope down untidily in the cloakroom. His ring caught the side of my head and gave me a bit of a shock as it was the one and only time I ever remember getting smacked. I certainly wasn't frightened of him though but I did have... Read more
Caistor Methodist Primary School
I remember the infants class at Caistor Methodist Primary School. The class used the vestry of the Methodist Chapel and the room had supporting pillars. Our teacher was Miss Parrott. We had a wooden dolls' house, a sand pit and wooden jigsaws of about 5 pieces. We sang 'Bell horses, bell horses what time of day, one o' clock, two o' clock, three and away'. Miss Reader's class was in the schoolroom and I remember her telling me off for losing a pencil which was only about 2 inches long! I won a prize in her class - it was 'Noddy goes to School'. We used to play tig in the playground, boys against girls, the safety place being the entrance to our toilets! Mrs Varlow came next and the big room was divded by folding doors between her class and Mrs Markham's. Mrs Varlow taught us to be polite to each other and I remember one day Philip Jollands took the matter too far by pulling my chair way back and... Read more
