Known to be the Loftus Congregational Sunday School pupils performing a maypole braiding, possibly at a picnic? Can anybody assist with any details; as to where and when?
Image courtesy of Ann Wedgewood and Keith Bowers.
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 Obviously taking their ease beside the bridge over the stream, leading to Dickie Bothroyd’s bank. Pauline Breeze tells us: ”I believe the gentleman third from the right is my great-grandad George William ‘Will’ Hart, married to Amelia Hart formerly Wallace.” Christine Hindwell adds: “I think that the gentleman on the far right of the photo is William Easton my grandfather, he was married to Frances (Fanny) Wallace.” Can you recognise anybody? Image courtesy of Joyce Dobson & Keith Bowers; also thanks to Pauline Breeze and Christine Hindwell for the updates.
Again on the playing field at East Loftus, believed to be in the 1930s. Eric Trembath tells us: ”The two lads sat on the right of the see-saw the first is ?? Morrison the second right is my dad Maurice Trembath.” Jan Wilson adds: “The girl seated second left looks like Joyce Stamford.” Can anybody else help with names or a date. Image courtesy of Mrs Sakaropoulus and Ann Wedgewood/Keith Bowers; also many thanks to Eric Trembath and Jan Wilson for the updates.  John and Jean Weir (nee Cocks) are seen with it is believed the winners of Carlin How Women’s Institute Easter Bonnet competition of 1968. As yet we do not know the names of the winners; however Brian Young tells us: ”Gentleman in middle is Leslie Nicholson, he had a shop in Brotton High Street.” Derick Pearson advises: ”Leslie of Nicholson and Pettys of Brotton was also involved with Carlin How chapel and also a Magistrate. The lady on the far right of the picture was called Pat or Pam and was a hairdresser from Queen Street, Carlin How.” Whilst Gail Hudson notes: “I think the lady second from the right is my Grandma, Hilda Hudson.” Image courtesy of a keen visitor to our site and many thanks to Brian Young, Derick Pearson and Gail Hudson for the updates.  This image shows a group of unknown relatives (of the Rooks family), harvesting peas at the John Street allotment. Owen also advises: ” A point of interest is that you can just see North Skelton school top right in the background if you look hard!” It must have been a cooler day for the harvest as our ladies are wearing coats.  Grandma Rooks (grandmother of Owen Rooks) who died in in 1930; is pictured with a cousin called Marjorie Gott at the Rook’s allotment in John Street, New Skelton.  Mrs Bell enjoying a cup of tea at the allotment with her mother Mrs Oyston. Friends of the Rooks their allotment was beside the cemetery on Stanghow Lane, New Skelton.  Mrs Rooks and Mrs Richardson enjoying another lovely sunny day at the John Street allotments. The 1950s seemed to have been blessed with some lovely summers. Sandra Harnett tells the Archive: “I have seen this photograph before but didn’t know who the lady on the left was, my grandmother Mrs Richardson is on the right. I did know Mrs Rook but the memory is fading!! I only saw my grandma in the holidays as we lived in London.”
 Mr and Mrs Richardson enjoying their John Street allotment in the 1950s. The end of John Street can be seen to the left of the image. Their allotment was beside that of the Rooks family and they were both good neighbours and friends. Why are our memories younger days of more sunny weather? Sandra Harnett tells us: “My Grandma and Granddad – Happy Days!”
 Found by family members in a wallet of Derrick Bowers, we were asked to attempt to identify the gentleman; we now know who this gentleman was. Geoff Patton told us: ”This looks like my dad Norman Patton, he was very much a good friend of Derrick Bowers up to his death over 30 years ago.” This is further confirmed by Norman Patton (Geoff’s older brother): ’My younger brother; Geoff is quite right. My parents Betty and Norman Patton became close friends with Derek around 1965 and apart from their common love of gardening, they used to go off in a caravan in the summer and travelled throughout the United kingdom. When my father died in 1980 Derrick continued to be a close friend of my Mum and they continued with their travels to Malta, Germany, Belgium, and Northern Ireland where my wife, Margaret and I were serving in the army. I suspect that Margaret and I were the last of our family to speak to Derrick before he died. My abiding memory was of him telling us that he had had a wonderful life. You could say that Derrick was “one of the family”.’ Image courtesy of Keith Bowers and many thanks to Geoff Patton and Norman Patton for the identification and wonderful description. |
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