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Wentworth maps

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Memories of Wentworth

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Grandad

My Grandfather was a stable lad and then coachman for Earl Fitzwilliam. My memories are of stories told to me by my later Mother, and of a wonderful photo of Grandad in full livery with silver topper and wonderful leather riding boots. So whenever I see Wentworth Woodhouse and the stables, I think of what it must have been like in his day. It is such a shame that it is closed, and what a pity the grounds still have the remains of the College with dreadful concrete buildings falling into disrepair.

Home Wentworth, School Wath

To get to school I had to get a bus from Wentworth to Parkgates, then one to Swinton and then another to Wath. Coming originally from East Yorkshire, Wath Grammar school opened my eyes to the different towns in the area of South Yorkshire. I am sure that mixing with these people of all walks of life made my life even richer.

South Yorkshire memories

My Grandparents

My grandparents come from Elsecar and Wentworth, in Mill Lane, you may have seen the Roundhouse,Can`t miss it really just up from Pondside. When my real grandad died my grandmother remarried a man named Stanley Horn from Harley. Now from the age of 13 he used to walk from Harley through Mill Lane.along Pondside as they called it and go to work in Elsecar Pit. he did this until he got married in 1947 and then only had half of the journey to make. He did this until he retired at the age of 65 having done 52 years there. When I stayed there as a child I would meet him or go with him to get his wages. We used to go into the corner shop and then he would go into the pub opposite, not sure but I think one of them was called Thickets. All this was unknown to my grandmother of course. The names in my family were Wilkinson, Dean. my uncle Laurence (Lorry )... Read more

Family

This is not really a memory but since putting my memories on here one of my great uncle Lorry`s daughters Sheila went to Canada just after the war 1946 . Well guess what !her eldest daughter has got in touch with me. She has always been a name that my mother used to talk about. I always used to think about her as we were the same age . Now we are in contact by email. Brilliant my email is Suecclassic@aol.com if any other relatives come to light .

best wishes to you all Sue

Christmas Reading in Holy Trinity Church

I remember when I was in my last year at Thorpe Hesley Junior School when I stood up in church and did a Christmas reading. I was absolutely terrified but can still remember most of it. It began "And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night, and lo...." etc. I was Kathleen Harrison in those days, I wonder if anyone remembers?

Question

Does anyone know of someone who lived in Brampton Bierlow by the surname of Pietrzak pronounced - Pi-et-track. If you do please e mail me on Elizabeth.Sw@hotmail.co.uk. Thanks.

Jackson Immigrants From Greasbrough to The U.S.

On Nov. 8, 1848, a family of Jacksons (my forebears) landed in Philadelphia. Their point of origin was Liverpool, and their former place of residence was Greasbrough, Yorkshire. Over the years, the name 'Greasbrough' evolved into what American ears interpreted as 'Grisbrook' which is not all that different what I found was Greasbrough's ancient name: Gresbrook or Gresbroc. Anyway, this family, headed by a certain man by the name of Johnny Jackson and wife Mary (Bagshaw) Jackson arrived with three children, a boy of 7 yrs, a girl of 3 yrs and an infant girl of 8 mos., and a year after arriving in Philadelphia managed to obtain a tract of land near the top of a high mountain in what can only be described as a trackless mountain wilderness in northern Pennsylvania, complete with all manner of wildlife and wilder weather.
That area remains so to this day with the exception of at least a few good roads now. I can attest to this, as... Read more

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