Ormesby, Main Street c.1965
Photo ref:
O45043
Photo ref:
O45043
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This is a very interesting view, because the old Red Lion Inn in the centre must have been demolished very soon after this photograph was taken. It was sacrificed in a road-widening scheme, and replaced by the Fountain public house, which was set back in line with the ancient row of almshouses we see here on the left.
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A Selection of Memories from Ormesby
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 Ormesby
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I was born on the 06/08/1947, a home birth in the same bed as my great grandfather died in. His name was John Thomas Hare. My mother was Betty Hare and my father was Arther Buttle. My mother's father was David Hare who owned and ran Spencer Beck Farm, Normanby Road, Ormesby. He had owned as well as the farm, Spencerbeck Dairy, South Bank during the second world war years, along with Spencerbeck Motors, ...see more
London born, married a Yorkshire Rose, bought a house, semi-detached, corner of Cargo Fleet Lane/Bournemouth Avenue. 2 children born there (so they could play for Yorkshire, so my wife Margaret says). Many happy memories of walks to Stewart Park, going to the Fountain pub on a Sunday for a pint, walking everwhere. My mother Peggy Pinchin (now deceased) lived around the corner at Woburn Grove. Left to emigrate to ...see more
I attended the local school at the bottom of Gisbrough Bank - I have several school photographs of myself and classmates. I had a fight with a school friend as to whose turn it was to serve the school dinner that day. This was sorted by a teacher who said - You do it today - to my school friend and to me - You do it tomorrow. My tomorrow never came. That night I was told that Mr Pugh my foster parent was very ill and ...see more
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