Nostalgic memories of Grainthorpe's local history

Share your own memories of Grainthorpe and read what others have said

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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I remember first arriving at North Thorseby Station and being transported to the RAF Station, where I was stationed between 1949 and 1951. I ran the Station post office and was also the chief projectionist at the Station Cinema. I have fond memories of North Coates, the many trips into Grimsby (and Cleethorpes) and not forgetting Marshchapel, Tetney and the pub on the corner (forget its name). I recall the ...see more
Many holidays were spent by me and my brother in Grainthorpe during the 50's and 60's with my grandparents. They lived in Buttgate, Ben and Bertha Barfield and my auntie, Winnie Barfield. Many happy memories, walking to Soubys for a bottle of dandelion and burdock, there was a little fish shop next to my grandparents house, right on the roadside. An outside toilet and the well in the garden, the well ...see more
I was born at Grainthorpe in 1945 at Chapel Hill Cottages to Jim and Ivy Holdsworth Dad was a Geordie who came to the village in 1943 with the Royal Ulster Rifles. My mother was Ivy Loughton and was brought up by her grandparents Teddy and Margaret Hiscock. Chapel Hill Cottages were next to the main chapel in the village. We had no water in the cottage. Dad fetched it by oxes yoke everynight from a well ...see more