Hambleton, Shard Toll Bridge c.1955
Photo ref:
H452003
Photo ref:
H452003
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Although the River Wyre is here quite wide, it could be forded at low water, and Shard derives from a dialect word meaning 'cattle crossing'. Later, a ferry provided a safer passage, which operated until this toll bridge was built in 1864. It too has since been replaced by a modern road bridge that opened in 1993.
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A Selection of Memories from Hambleton
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 Hambleton
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Spent many many happy school holidays at Wardleys caravan park in the early to mid 1950s , around 1953-1956, I used to go with my mum for the whole 6 weeks holiday period, we stayed in my uncles chalet that he had built on the caravan site , which was then just a field & the other caravans were round the perimeter of the field leaving the centre of the field open. My uncles chalet was at the bottom left ...see more
In the early 50's, I remember walking to the shop when I was quite young from my home in Market Street. Then it seemed quite a long way, with hedges and ditches beside the footpath. There was a large house that took up most of the land from Ryecroft Corner, and then a greenhouse that grew the most beautiful chrysanthemums in the autumn. The grower was Horace Singleton, although not totally certain of his ...see more
Happy memories, my aunt and uncle had it late sixties early seventies, John and Betty Whiteside.
My grandparents, John & Betty Whiteside, were Landlord & Landlady of The Shovels Inn 1952-1971. I was born in 1955 and clearly remeber the pub as it was then, before they tore down walls! The old men of the village taught me how to play dominoes in one of the little rooms that used to be off the main bar. As you walked through the door there used to be an open fire on the right with the dartboard ...see more
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