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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 ...Read more

A memory of Woodhouse Eaves in 1969 by Pat Shannon

My grandparents ran The Red Lion, in Stalbridge for Hall and Woodhouse, which is now flats. My father, who was American and was based nr Stalbridge, would drink in the Red Lion with the actor Jackie Cogan or Uncle Fester from ...Read more

A memory of Stalbridge in 1945 by Susan Sheppard

My great-grandfather was called George Darlow, he was the Head Gamekeeper to Lord Bathurst and often walked about the estate looking for traps that poachers might have set for the deer. My ...Read more

A memory of Coates in 1930 by Nita Hanski

This is the second part of my ongoing research into the public houses in Netherthong. There is reference to two inns in Thongsbridge in 1853 - the Rose & Crown publican Hiram Earnshaw, and the Royal Oak ...Read more

A memory of Netherthong by Michael Meitiner

I was born in 1936 at Concrete Cottages - Brampton. I would appreciate any photos of these old miners' cottages. My sister Margaret died there at the tender age of 10 years. My father was a miner at Darfield ...Read more

A memory of Wombwell in 1930

Concerning the earlier post by Martin Woodhouse regarding Carreg Dafydd, my brother currently lives there having moved there three years ago. If you are coming from the Marli direction you pass the school on your right and ...Read more

A memory of Cefn Meiriadog by Martin Barlow

My family lived in Woodhouse Eaves for a short while - it was a beautiful town and although I have few memories now, I do remember a local Doctor - Dr. Wykes, who taught me to ride a horse. I often wonder what happened to ...Read more

A memory of Woodhouse Eaves in 1951 by Ann La Coss

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.

A memory of Woodhouse Eaves in 1953 by Pauline Wright

Farsley was a great place to grow up. I lived there from 1937 till 1955. As kids we had great fun playing in the beck just above the Cricket Field, before the Council Estate was built. When it was wet we played in the ...Read more

A memory of Farsley by colin.colville

My name is Jacqueline Billingsley. I was sent here in the 1950's from hospital due to kidney problems. I remember the Matron who would take her small dog for walks every morning in the woods. Being very fond of dogs even at a ...Read more

A memory of Woodhouse Eaves by jacbill15