Nostalgic memories of Market Drayton's local history
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Displaying Memories 31 - 40 of 44 in total
My grandparents - George & Winifred Lowe - lived at The Black & White House, Betton (aka 9 Betton, Betton Old Hall) for many years (leaving in about 1977). My grandad was a gardener for Colonel George Wade of Brand Hall (Norton-in-Hales) and managed the local football team as well as rang the bells at the old tin chapel in Moss Lane (where I was christened in the early 1960s). Outside the ...see more
My grandfather George Rhodes opened the Krusty Loaf bakery in the High Street in 1969 and ran it to 2003. Market Drayton was a beautiful little town then, it's so sad to see it in the mess it is now!
My memories of Market Drayton swimming baths when I was young are wonderful ones. During the summer holidays I spent all my time swimming and i also worked in the cafe. I was about 11 years old. In those days summer was hot and long. My two best friends were Vivienne and Gillian Fowler and we took part in the carnival as The Black And White Minstrels and The White Heather Club - our float won both times!
Shocked to see my own family name (Clifford) on this memorial...knowing my grandfather had connections with Market Drayton it may be a relative...more research needed here l think.
I was posted to Buntingsdale Hall after passing out as a WOP/TOP in February 1948. We worked at the Teleprinter Switchboard Exchange but unfortunately, after a few weeks this closed down, presumably due to lack of demand. We were then employed on a variety of duties, none of which needed any technical training - guardroom, emptying dustbins, etc. The job I enjoyed most was sweeping the long, winding ...see more
My God, that swimming pool was never warm, when you jumped in, trust me, that was the only way to do it. If you stuck a toe in to test it, it would turn blue, so the best way was just to jump straight it, then you couldn't breathe for about a minute. After the initial shock it was ok as long as you stayed in the water, once you got out, hypothermia set in quite quickly, then walk to the pavilion, (I think it was ...see more
My Granny - Annie Norris - used to work at Adderley Hall. I do not know the dates. As a child I used to visit the ruins
Having had basic training at RAF Hednesford I was then posted to Buntingsdale Hall Headquarters Technical Training Command to spend the remainder of my two years National Service in the signals section. I recall that the commissioned ranks outnumbered the non-commissioned ranks at that time. This was an idylic location with an 18th-century baronial hall complete with lake etc. When it ...see more
My first posting as as an L.A.C. Chef in the R.A.F. was to 22 Group H.Q. at the hall in May 1953. I was eighteen at the time and was to become chef to A.V.M. Merton in his residence, Farcroft in Market Drayton. I reported to the guardroom and was then whisked up to meet the A.V.M. by his P.A. F/Lt. Jan Badini who I was told was a Polish Count. I think he must have been as he later told us ...see more
From 1946 till 1951 we lived at RAF Tern Hill and every day my brother and I travelled by bus (Butters Bus Company as I remember!). We were dropped off near the lovely ivy-covered hotel in the square, and walked down the hill past the swimming pool then uphill to St Joseph's College. We were always impressed by the thought of Clive of India climbing that church tower - we looked at it ...see more