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Historic maps of Westcliffe and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Westcliffe maps
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Sleaford| Wellingore| Navenby| Heckington
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Memories of Westcliffe
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School in Ruskington
I went to infant and junior schools here, Mr Handwell was head, Mr Jones assistant. From infant school at one end of beck two of us fetched the milk crate for our class from junior school. In winter it was always frozen, birds pushed off the foil caps and pecked at the frozen milk! I was friends with Janet Futter, Linda Veal, Gillian Smith. Glorious days! My family lived at Temple Bruer so we had a bus journey into Ruskington.
Snowman
It was either 1990 or 1991. The snow was deep and it was not worth the risk of travelling to college. Or was I skiving? So I spent the day building a snowman with some friends up on the grass over looking the Social Club. The next day we were bored and there was even more snow. So we decided to build the snowman even bigger. It was that big we had to put foot holes in the body so we could climb up it to build the head. Somone phoned the local paper to say it must be the biggest SNOWMAN in Lincolnshire. The following week a photo and write up was put in the paper to say just that. After all the snow melted, there was our snowman still standing and watching over the Social Club.
My First RAF Posting
This was where I started training as an RAF fighter pilot in 1951.
I firstly did my "Square Bashing" then was promoted to Acting Pilot Officer and made my first flight in a Tiger Moth flying over Lincoln. Then it was off to AFTS Ansty to train on Chipmunks.
Happy days!
My Husband´s Home
My husband, Mike Kirton, lived in the second house on the right as a small boy with his parents and younger brother. A number of his family also lived on this stretch of the Parade. I moved to Sleaford in 1963, but lived further up the Parade at No 90. Even then it looked the same.
Fun Times
i have fond memories of sleaford staying with my grand parents on st giles avenue , going to the wreck to play going swimming and best of all going to the market to see all the live stock .My dad would tell is all what he got up too as a child where he lived as a boy,jubilee road i think (ken gash). i have an old photo of my great grandad out side a public house in sleaford would love to know where about it is or if its still there
Jubilee Grove Memories
I have very fond memories of staying with my grandparents Norman and Ivy Ralphs in 15 Jubilee Grove in the late 1970s and 1980s. My mother, my older sister and myself would visit in the school holidays and because we used to stay for a few days at a time, it was like a second home. Number 15 was on a corner and had a very large garden which included a fish pond and terrapin enclosure! Tommy the terrapin lived to be about fifty, I should think. Grandad had a workshop where he used to make clock cases, furniture and all sorts of thing with wood. Sadly, this was burned down in the late 1980s or early 1990s by arsonists. The house was very cold in the winter and we often used to admire the frost patterns on the window panes! I remember the Duthy (?) family who lived next door. They had a son, Walter about my age and whenever we were there he used to ask my sister and... Read more
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Kirkby Green. I was born here in December 1941. My family lived in the house at the side of 'The Beck' which had a water wheel used for driving a mill. My father worked for a local farming family, the Wrights. I have no memories of my life here as we left the area in 1942, but my brothers and sisters have told me about life there. Some years later I was involved in a road accident which resulted in my being in hospital in Lincoln for a while. The person in the next bed to mine was the son of the Wright family my father had worked for, small world.
I paid a visit to see my birthplace as I was told it had fallen into a state of ruin. I found a beautifully restored house still with a working water wheel and was made welcome by the present occupier, a member of the original Wright family.
Brian Williamson.
