Life as it was lived 50 years ago in a small village near Rye as seen by R. D. Symons of Silton, Sasks., Canada I grew up in hearing of the slow, country speech of the people of Sussex.
Only occasionally have I heard it over the past fifty and more years, for most of the English immigrants to the prairies come from the industrial areas of the Midlands and North of England. Continue reading South Saxon
Let us take the bull by the horns. There is a love-hate relationship between Rye and Winchelsea. Such a relationship is most commonly found in families, and these two ancient towns are like rival sisters in a powerful family. Winchelsea, the elder, still beautiful in her widow’s weeds, looks down from a height of I20ft. Continue reading Winchelsea
Living as I did, and still do on the marsh, one could not go further than two hundred yards without coming into contact with it. Water was all around one; the sea to the south and the River Brede to the north being the two largest obstacles to keep we kids in our area. The whole marsh is fence-less with only the odd gatepost to hinder your view to the hills of the west. The east had massive shingle banks that have in the last forty years been extracted to leave large lakes further east. The River Rother flows to the sea via Rye where my River Brede joins to swell its flow. Continue reading Living On The Marsh
At eight years old, one of my jobs during the school holidays was to make a daily trip to the corner shop for my mum. I was a bit of a dreamer, was seldom in any hurry, and would chat to anyone I met. Continue reading Anonymous Hero
It could have been the Tower Ballroom at Blackpool but no – it was the function room at the Tower Theatre Shorncliff that echoed to the dance music of the Thirties, Forties and Fifties on Sunday 15 July 2012 . Continue reading Who Remembers Dancing At The Tower?
The marshland around Rye when under the sea was the highway to Winchelsea and England. Naturally the soil was full of old rubbish, lost at sea in those days. Continue reading Monument
Punt. Open decked fishing boat (Hastings.)
Raw throat. Sore throat. Continue reading Local Dialect & Expressions Part Three
By the time this issue gets to the newsagents, Easter will have come and gone. This year seems to be flying past. So much is going on in the World. Continue reading Editorial
ONE OF RYE’S longest-established businesses has recently undergone a major expansion, acquiring new premises on Harbour Road.
Skinners of Rye have been looking after the transport needs of the local and wider community for over 150 years and today, with Managing Director Gary Barlow at the helm, that great tradition is set to continue. Continue reading Multi-Million Pound Expansion For Skinners Of Rye
Ion Castro, hon.Secretary of the Hastings & St.Leonards Museum Association was at the opening of the new exhibition at Hastings Museum and Art Gallery in Johns Place,Bohemia Road, Hastings, TN34 1ET (Opposite to lower end of The Oval) and admission is free. Continue reading Your Museum-Your Say
