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Eastry Childrens Home
A Memory of Eastry.
I had a wonderful upbringing ‘up the hill’ from Buttshole pond…
1958 - 1966
I was raised in one of the seven cottages- mine was Lime Cottage.
My matron was Mrs. Aunty Betty Harris- who had a daughter, Ann
The Deputy Matron was Aunty Mary- a Scott and the sports master Uncle Bob and the Supervisor was Mr. Jeffrey Baker whom with Mrs. Baker had a son, Paul who also attended Sir Roger Manwoods Grammar school for boys (Sandwich)
A wonderful Woman -Mrs Betts- was the seamstress who doubled as the supporting night Nan, a tall slender Woman- exceptionally kind giving us 11 boys (of Lime Cottage) an entire small bottle of milk (each) at bedtime having allowed us to stay up watching Bonanza at 18:00hrs
Such kindness remains forever in this Man’s memories
We had the large green pitch which was fun in summers for sporting events such as the egg and spoon race and my favourite- the three legged sack race.
This annual event was vital to me personally as it was the only time we met our Childhood neighbour’s from ‘down the hill’ (the village) as sadly for me the boys of Eastry Childrens Home and the village Children were strictly separated.
We also attended the Guy Fawkes fireworks display at the GunPark
Walking to school was a pleasant experience and we took the short route via the Lynch through Farmer Izards apple orchards on our way to the old Eastry Church of England 100 yards across from St. Mary’s the Virgin Church
The School was head-mastered by Mr. Fright- an appropriate name for a Master that was most cruel to we that were orphaned.
Mr. Desmond was a pleasant teacher that lived in the woods close to the children's home.
The Church of St. Mary’s was a place of joy to me. I was a choir boy under the leadership of the most Reverend Frederick Cooper and the Choirmaster was Mr. Turnball- and for my services was paid a half crown per month .
I have fond memories of my Church. I, now at 69 (this year 2022) and still enjoy my prayer and Psalm books.
I have many memories to share- all fond and positive to relate if asked - I have returned to England many times on business and have always traveled to our village of Eastry— some amusing tales to share, including when I stayed overnight at the haunted Five Bells.
I abide here in Costa Mesa, California USA after a wonderful career as a British Soldier (The Queens Regiment- now Princess of Wales Royal Regiment) and afterwards an executive in the field of DataComm.
I am available on Facebook, YouTube, Twitter and Instagram
Well wishes to any and all reading this short article
John William Boston