The Monument 1912, Wellington
The Monument 1912, Wellington Ref: 64492
Memories of The Monument 1912, Wellington
Anna''s Outing to The Wellington Monument
I have driven up and down the M5 so many times and seen a monument on top of the Blackdown Hills. Each time I passed I wondered what it was and so eventually I got hold of an Ordnance Survey map and identified it as the Wellingotn Monument. I promised myself that one day I would actually NOT drive past but I would make an outing specifically to go and see it. And so today I took my wife Elizabeth and granddaughter Anna for a picnic to Somerset.
We found a small muddy National Trust car park which was filled with half a dozen cars, then tramped along a bumpy puddle strewn track for half a mile between neglected woods towards the unseen monument. What a disappointment! Not only was the monument surrounded by bracken and trees which obscured the hoped for viewpoint over the valley to the north but the monument itself was totally enclosed within a stockade of ten feet high garishly painted steel fencing.... Read more
Wellington & local memories
Read and share memories of Wellington and Somerset inspired by Frith photos.
Stories Coming to Life.
What a find!! My great and great great grandparents lived in South Street, Wellington. I couldn't believe it when I had a closer look at this photo, on the right hand side of this there is a drapery shop and it has their name over the doorway. GRATTON. I had heard stories of the drapery shop in Wellington but never imagined that I would see it. What a brilliant web site too.
Evacuation
My memories of Wellington are ones of feeling very homesick. I went there in November 1940. I stayed at the Vintage Hotel. I believe Mr & Mrs Joseph were the proprieters and they were very kind to me. They had a daughter named Betty but I was very unhappy, I was only there for a couple of weeks, it was decided I was to go and stay with my aunt who was billeted elsewhere in the town, but I just wanted to go home. I will never forget Christmas 1940, my grandparents came to see me. When they arrived I remember saying to them "I've got three shillings and four pence, please take me home" (about 17p). Needless to say I returned back to London on 27th December. I was even pleased to see the barrage balloons, I knew I was home. Then I saw mum & dad and my little brother, it was wonderful. All these years later I have never forgotten how happy I felt, thankfully we all... Read more
