Nostalgic memories of Woodhouse Eaves's local history
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Displaying Memories 11 - 20 of 22 in total
All I ever wanted was to be a nurse but not having the exam results to do this our family Doctor suggested to my mother I go to a Children's Convalescence Unit in Woodhouse Eaves and work voluntary; at first I thought this was would be a great adventure. I arrived on a Sunday ready to start work on the Monday, I was given a uniform that looked as near as damn it, to a nurse's uniform. I woke on the Monday ...see more
I spent four months there when I was eight after being ill. I had my ninth birthday there and I remember always having malt and cod liver oil every night before bed.
I was an 'inmate' of Roecliffe Manor Convalescent Home around 1958/9. I had an operation on my tonsils and went to Roecliffe to recuperate. I think I was supposed to spend about two weeks there but I lasted around five days! I hated the place. You were not allowed your own clothes, you had to wear uniform which for the girls was a bright green long-sleeved woollen dress (very scratchy) with some sort of ...see more
I was in the convalescent home around 1954-1955 and have some memories of my stay. My parents would visit at the weekends and any goodies that were brought had to be handed over to staff to be shared amongst the other children, I remember my mum not being very happy with this. Also we had to have spoonfuls of what I think was castor oil and something else in the mornings, maybe rosehip syrup - not very nice.
Does anybody else have any memories of staying there?
We moved to Nanpantan from Birmingham in 1949, I was almost 6 years old. We lived there down Snells Nook Lane until 1954 when we moved to Kent. I loved Nanpantan and its area and have always considered it home. My best friend was Diane Mathes who lived at Alton Lodge in Snells Nook Lane and also Janet Smith and Josephine Illsley. Josephine had very bad asthma and I often wondered if she ended up doing ...see more
I have photos of all of the bedrooms that were named after nursery rhymes.
My beautiful grandmother was just that and hailed from Woodhouse Eaves or so I think. I am trying to find history regarding my family and found this site which may be useful. I remember Grandma talking of her past, youth, friends and relatives and as a child used to be enthralled with this lovely lady and seeing those magnificent photos of her when she was about 19, 20 years old and having the ...see more
I grew up in Woodhouse Eaves from 1943-53, living in Beacon Road, number 65. My grandfather Handley lived in the last house in that row of white cement-rendered houses, it had the only garage in the row in which he kept his Austin tourer circa 1930. Mum, Dad and myself used to sit in the dicky seat which was the boot for our day trips to Cleethorpe and Mablethorpe. My uncle Harry who was the village chimney ...see more
I spent many a summer holiday as a child (between 1976 and around 1983) at Taylor's Rock on Beacon Road, Woodhouse Eaves. I still consider it to be the only place I have ever truly felt at home and I miss it dreadfully, even now! I have incredibly fond memories of Broombriggs Cottage Farm, next to Taylor's Rock, time spent playing in the Beacon - there was the most ...see more
I stayed here in the 1950s but i dont know why i was there
