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In 1968 my Dad became the Post Master for Woolavington and with Mum ran the PO and the stores until 1973/4. I have so many memories... the school (Mrs Hardcastle and Mr Moncrief) and the village, the farms and our neighbour taking potshots at us as we 'borrowed' apples from his trees! I was 8 when (...Read full memory)
My mother's father and mother Mr & Mrs Tom Dibble lived in the Cooperage, Stockland. Thomas's parents Thomas snr and Jane (nee) Palmer had children Sam, George from the Old Oak pub on the Cornhill, Mary + Mrs Hunt previous Larson, others I can't remember names. I remember sleeping in the Cooperage (...Read full memory)
My family (name of Marsh) evacuated to Woolavington to escape the continual bombing of London. We lived in 2, Church Street and my aunt and her family lived in No 1. At the vicarage, which I believe was just over the road from our house, there were two young boys whom my parents spoke of as 'the evacuees' (...Read full memory)