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Evacuee During World War 2
I was privately evacuated to Croxton Kerrial with my sister in 1940, we were billeted in a cottage named Woodbine Cottage, this was next to the Bakery. We attended the village school, I still remember some of the children's names that attended the school, my sister and I had quite a happy time in Croxton Kerrial. I have been told by my sister who revisited some years ago that Woodbine Cottage is no more. I was in the choir at the church. When I became aged 11 I atttended the school at Bottisford. If there is anyone who was at the village school during 1940 I would be only to pleased to hear from them. I use to go down to the sheep dip in the village to collect tadpoles. There was a photo taken in 1940 of the pupils at the Village school, during various moves it has got lost, if anyone has a copy of it I would be only to pleased to purchase a copy. My sister... Read more
Gatehouse.
As a child I spent many happy holidays in Denton. My Grandparents lived in the right-hand side of the gatehouse; their names were James and Jane Howell. He was a gardener at the Hall. I remember at the age of about five years old, rushing out to open the big gates for horses or vehicles to come through on their way to the Hall. When my Grandfather retired, they went to live in one of the houses that were set back from the road, halfway down the village street. Later Gran and one of her daughters lived in the almshouses in the park. At that time I had to stay with them for some weeks, owing to illness at home. I went to the village school, I think the headmaster's name was Mr Geeson. Mostly I remember the wonderful walk back home to Gran's, up the lane through a spinney of trees and into the park. There were wild strawberries in the grass, and violets, sweet chestnuts and conkers of... Read more
School Swimming Lessons
It was here that I and many of my school friends learned to swim, around about the time this photograph was taken. The water was always cold and the shape of the pool made length swimming impossible. Summer holidays were spent here too, sometimes it was so crowded little piles of clothes could be found all over the grass bank to the right - we were a hardy lot in those days!
Wedding at Belton
My Grandparents Percy Clarke and Dorothy Flowers were married in this church in 1923. My Great Grandfather Henry Clarke was bailiff to Lord Brownlow for 48 years and my other Great Grandfather Thomas Flowers had been Coachman to his lordship since 1876, retiring in 1922. Lord Brownlow attended the wedding and provided the bouquets and other flowers from Belton's nursery. Over a period of years Henry, Thomas, their wives and both my Grandparents were buried together in the churchyard.
Wedding Day
My husband and I married in the building on the right of this photograph in February 1988. I seem to recall the the registry office was moving from one building to another at the time and so this gorgeous old building was used as a temporary venue. The room we married in had dark wooden panelling on the walls and was steeped in history. We then nipped across the road for photographs in the doorway of St Wulfrums Church.
ANCESTRY RESEARCH TREASURE
I am SO grateful for this image as it set me off on my visit to Grantham to further research my ancestry. For me, it shows two properties of J.T. Broughton. My ancestors, Hackworth, married into the Broughton family and were in these properties at the time this image was taken. Very exciting. It has brought my research to life. Who knows, maybe that is one of my ancestors standing with the horse outside!
Staying The Night in Grantham's Railway Station
I shall always remember the night in 1968 when I rode my motorcycle - an old BSA Bantam - over the A1 and it blew out on me.
My parents used to live in Ickburgh in Norfolk (a little village between Brandon, Suffolk and Swaffham, Norfolk) and I was in the first year of a five year engineering apprenticeship to Rolls-Royce in Derby. This night in late autumn, about 8 o'clockish, I had just ridden through Grantham and crossed over the A1 motorway when my old Bantam gave up on me as I was going down the hill to the other side of the motorway.
This was my first motor vehicle, I was sixteen, I was on 9 a week, so I pushed it all the way back to Grantham (it had cost me 10 - or rather, my father!) and slept the night in the railway station (which was thankfully kept warm for me) before a train arrived to take me back to Derby in the morning of the... Read more
