Guisborough, St Nicholas' Church And Memorial c.1965
Photo ref: G66108
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A Selection of Memories from Guisborough

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Guisborough

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I don't remember much about Sunnyfield House, except I was born there in 1948. I knew the midwife, Nurse Garfield, who delivered me. When I came to Australia, in 1966, she sent me a homemade Christmas cake, by sea, after months at sea it tasted great, When we passed Sunnyfield Hose my Dad and Mum would point out the window of the room where I was born.
This was my Dad's shop where he started his butchering business in the 1930's till, he closed in 1973. Both my brother Tom and I worked there. Tom from 1955 till it closed and I began in 1962 and left in 1966, for Australia. In those days we had our own slaughterhouse. as most other butchers in Guisborough did. It was a pain to push the barrow with the hind and forequarter of a bullock across the busy road on a Tuesday ...see more
I am sure my mother worked as a kitchen maid at Guisborough Hall in 1952 when it was possibly a nursing home, Cant find anything about the history in that era. My mothers name at that time was Gorgina Mary Mc Cormick. I always remember a photo she had of herself in her uniform outside the hall. My mother is no longer alive and I am on a discovery of my past so any memories any one may have regarding above would be most welcome. ...see more
This photo rings back memories of delivering meat to nursing home on a bi weekly basis, In the 1960’s this hall was used as a nursing home and my dad supplied the meat. My memories were of the heat from the kitchen, the smell of nursing home patients and the trophies shot by previous Lord Gisborough’s on their safari’s throughout the Empire. I bet that they still hang on the walls,somewhere