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Stiffkey| Wells-Next-The-Sea| Walsingham| Holkham| Langham| Morston| Blakeney| Burnham Thorpe| East Barsham| Glandford| Burnham Overy Town| North Creake| Burnham Overy Staithe| Melton Constable
Warham area books
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Norfolk memories
Wonderful Times Spent With my Grandparents
My mother and her family are from Stiffkey. I was christened in the Stiffkey church in September of 1965. My grandparents lived at Camping Hill and I was always visiting them. I have lovely memories of their beautiful garden and allotment, and the many walks down to the marsh to swim in the tide pools and collect the heather. My beloved grandparents passed away in 1987, but I still visit from time to time (it's not that easy as I now live in California). Stiffkey is a beautiful village and I treasure all my lovely memories.
Wells-Next-The.sea
I was born in Wisbech and lived in the White House, Burnt Street throughout my childhood. My mother Mary Kitson founded the drama group and was the first lady mayoress of Wells. My father George Kitson died when I was 11. He and his brother Frank once owned the Crown Hotel. He also owned the Edinburgh pub. I have two brothers, Michael and John. I attended the Primary School and was particularly friendly with three girls, Gwen Freezer, Tessa Hazelton and Patricia Webb. We would often cycle to Holkham Park. At the age of 11 I was sent to a convent boarding school in Swaffham which I absolutely hated. I live abroad now but visited Wells last month and had a walk on Holkham beach where I spent a lot of my childhood and also walked up Market Lane. So nostalgic! I also visited Rodney Crafer. I went to school with his sister Diana. I am in... Read more
Childhood Memories...
I remember most of these places shown in the photographs and as I look at them memories flood back! I remember learning to swim by the steps on the quay and drinking cider whilst hiding amongst the sprat boxes piled high on the quayside.
Taking empty pop bottles stored behind Plattens milk bar and returning them to the counter to receive money back on the empties! Walking the 'greasy pole' at Regatta time and working on the funfair for free rides. Riding my 'trolley' (soap box on wheels) down Staithe street and around the Butlands while visiting my friends to swap comic books. Paying sixpence at the Regal Cinema on a Saturday afternoon to watch the Lone Ranger! Hanging around the whelk houses down the East End for freebies! Walking over the mussel beds (ouch, cut feet!) at low tide to the marshes to collect seagulls' eggs and helping the older lads dig for sandworms before they were loaded onto the steam train at the station. Attending school with trunks... Read more
A Year to Remember
How well I remember arriving at Wells-next-the-Sea from Leicester as a new bride. My husband was a former high school pen-friend who was now in England serving in the U.S Air Force, having been in the country from his home in Wisconsin for a year. Now stationed at Sculthorpe. We spent our first week in Norfolk in the village of Sydestone until we could find rental accomodations in Wells. Our home there was shared with the owners of the property, a couple named Mr & Mrs Rtiches. The name of the house was St Heliers. It was a large brick house surrounded by a high brick wall, situated on Station Road across from the Library and The Post Office. There had been a section of the brick wall cut away by the gates and from there Mrs Riches sold flowers and vegetables from her garden. My husband and I occupied a bedroom upstairs and a bathroom with other family members. Downstairs we had our own living room and kitchen.... Read more
Family Connections.
This is my grandfather standing in his whelk house looking at the boats as they unload. He died after a motor car accident on Beach Road in 1934.
Family Connection.
This is my great grandfather.
The Good Old Days
Happy days as a boy and a man, we were a big family of 8 boys and 1 girl - always noise and lots of people in our home. Our parents were the best, many memories.
