In next month’s issue Roland Jempson explores the history of the Hastings & St. Leonards Trollybus era from spectacular beginnings final eclipse. The picture above portrays the bustle around the Albert Memorial soon after the new trollybus service came into operation. Continue reading When the Trollybus was King
By Jim Hollands
The Mayor & Mayoress of Military Road, Councillor Albert and Mayoress Flo Booth. How many more can you name from the 1950 pick of Military Road talent in the photograph below?
The Mayor & Mayoress of Military Road, Councillor Albert and Mayoress Flo Booth. How many more can you name from the 1950 pick of Military Road talent in the photograph below?
Albert Booth-The Mayor of Military Road
Albert Booth-The Mayor of Military Road Tilling Green and Landgate had Mock Mayors too
Landgate also had its own Mayor and Tilling Green followed on with the old tradition of unofficial leaders of each section of the town.
The role was more academic than civic but they were part of every Carnival and Bonfire Night until the mid 70’s. After that they just became a memory.
Who would be the Mayor of Military Road now? Our guess would be Town Councillor David Wright.
For Tilling Green, a difficult one this. I feel rather biased as this was where I spent my very happy childhood. Sid Pinwill (Father of Robert of Mermaid fame) was Mayor of Tilling Green in 1953, the year of the Coronation of Queen Elizabeth the Second.
For 2008 I would choose Bobby Edwards he has the dignity and experience needed or perhaps David Smeed, who has that undefined style that all great leaders possess.
Who would your choices be? Let us know about them and include a photograph, it could be a bit of fun and you never know, perhaps these three old titles could be revived.
From “Rye’s Own” May 2008 issue
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Roland Jempson sent in this historic photograph depicting members of the Silverhill Club taken at Silverhill Junction, presumably outside the Club Headquarters in Seddlescombe Road North. Continue reading Faces From The Past The Silverhill Club 1912
The rescue of PRIMROSE The Last Rye Barge
On Sunday, 4 October 199t Rye Barge 2, the strangest sight met people’s eyes at Rye Harbour. A huge crane lifted an old boat out of the water and on to an 80 ft long flatbed truck which then drove very slowly to Hastings under police escort. There the boat was lifted again by crane into the back yard of the Shipwreck and Coastal Heritage Centre in Rock a Nore, where she has rested ever since. Continue reading Primrose-The Last Rye Barge
By A Leadbetter
I have been watching the programme on the television “The Way We Were”. This does not go back far enough for anyone in their nineties. Continue reading The Way We Were
Draper’s Mill, also known as Tivoli Mill and Silverhill Mill took its name from the Draper family who ran it for several decades. Draper’s was a smock windmill standing on the site of a previous mill which burned down in 1867. (Some reports suggest 1865) This new larger mill was rebuilt by Agricultural Engineers from Catsfield for the Draper family around 1866 (possibly as late as 1868) and was in use until 1941. Continue reading Draper’s Mill
Another great old Rye photograph, this time from the Eric Streeton Collection. ‘Lion Street on a gloomy day’. Continue reading Not Much Traffic Then
Part Five
By Arthur Woodgate
Bill Smith was the first Bailiff of Sharvels in my time there. He was a local man but the managing of Sharval’s Farm was rather bigger than Crutches as it included Flackley Ash, Shepherds, Butchards and The Hutches. All this included more property and responsibility, so specialist people began to be brought in from outside. Mr Farr, a college trained agriculturalist, came I can’t remember anything very spectacular in his time, but he didn’t stop long. Continue reading The Stewart May Empire
By Arthur Woodgate
Having left school there was no more thought of hops (except one could not help seeing them everywhere), for some years, then in the thirties I was asked by the then foreman of the Stuart May hop and fruit estate, to build two brick coppers at crutches farm, Icklesham. Continue reading Hops – Part Two
Ham strung Rabbit. To slit the lower part o a rabbits hind leg,
and to pass the other hind leg through it. Used for carrying purposes.
Handballing. Work done by hand, with out any mechanical aide.
Happen I will happen I won’t. I may or may not.
Harbour duck or shark. A Rye Harbour man.
Harping on. To keep on about something. (Don’t keep harping
on about it)
Has the Vicar been. A cup of tea that is not filled right up.
Having a head like a bushel basket. Having a severe hang over, it
could be a reference to taking a bushel of Hops but in liquid form.
Hedge brishing. Cutting a hedge.
Hedge Brishings. Hedge cuttings.
He’s in a bad liver He’s in a bad mood.
Hodgie pig. Hedgehog.
Hog wash. Some one talking complete and utter rubbish. (Talking
hog wash)
Hop dog. Metal bar for removing hop poles
How yer diddling. How are you. (Reply to how are you.) Bit better
than worse off. ( Could be better). Or, Not to dusty. (not to
bad.)
Howe’s his liver to day. How’s his mood or temper today.
Idden-it. Isn’t it
Jack it in. Terminating your own employment. Or stopping work.
Jad-ick. Jacket.
Jake. Good.
Jasper. A wasp.
Jipper. Gravy.
Jook. Dog.
Kenna. House.
Kettle broth. Bread in hot water with pepper and salt. (I
promise you that this dish really did exist, and I live to tell the
tell) Kettle wedges. Fire wood.
Kifer. Girl or Woman, Who was that bit of Kifer I saw you with
you last night.
Kindling. Fire lighting wood.
Lapsy Lazy, Slow.
Larruping. A good hiding.
Latcherty. Unsteady or not working properly.
Layed up. Unwell and in bed.
Lay up. Hiding.
Lazy wind. A strong cold wind that feels as if it’s blowing right
through you, rather than going round you.
Lew In shelter from adverse weather.
Little Man. Wooden tool shaped like a Electricians bolster, made
of wood. Used to clean sticky soil or clay from, a spade, graft,
or shovel.
Lob To throw.
Lodged Stuck. My kites got lodged up in that tree.
Long net. A net for catching rabbits. (Favoured by poachers.)
Long tail. Pheasant.
Looking like a bit of scolded pork. Severe sun burn.
Mas. Mrs.
Midge. Gnats.
Mort or Mault. Older woman.
Mudlark. Rye Fisherman.
Mung. To cadge
Mutton westkit. (waist coat.) Mutton cloth on a sheep’s carcass.
Mus. Mr.
My ole dogs aint arf barking. My feet are hot and throbbing.
Navvies wedding cake. Bread pudden (pudding.)
Nah. Disbelieving No.
Nettle rash. Reference to any severe rash.
Nitty gram. Avery small amount.
Nifty. Good or nice.
Pug. A ferret.
Pugging. Catching rabbits with the aid of ferrets.
Pun. To compact soil.
Punt. Open decked fishing boat (Hastings.)
Raw throat. Sore throat.
Raw. Cold.
Raggedy arse. A Rye man.
Rake. A lot of something.
Rides. Iron gate hinges.
Roader. Tramp.
Rook. Vicar or parson.
Rook. Defraud.
Roons. Mushrooms.
Rooning. Picking mushrooms.
Sart-er-noon. This afternoon.
Screws. Rheumatism.
Scran. Food.
Scollop. Scallop
Set. Obstinate. He’s very set in his ways.
Sewer. Ditch.
Sham lock or locked. A padlock giving the appearance of being locked
but in reality it is not.
Shant. Drink of beer.
Sheep treadles. Sheep droppings.
Shite Hawk. Seagull.
Slake. To quench.
Slaughter. Mass termination of employment. (Building trade.)
Slummocky Untidy.
Smorning. This morning
Sosseld. Drunk.
Spaddle. Walking on a clean floor, making it dirty.
Spadgers. Sparrows
Sparticles. Glasses
Pea measure. A container filled to capacity.
Slips. Small Soles.
Spile. Fence post.
Spose. Suppose.
Sprog. Child.
Shell. Coffin used by undertakers to collect a corpse immediately
after death.
She’s got more now than my ole Grandmother died with. Description
of a young lady with ample proportions.
Splines. Prongs on a fork.
Snatch. Undertakers collecting a corpse.
Snatched. Being very cold.
Starter. Baby rabbit.
Stab. Where a doe gives birth, not a borrow,
Standing twenty minutes before casting a shadow. A skinny person.
Stalker. Fish too small for market.
Strod. A Y junction in young wood. A catapult strod, a clothes
line prop.
Stretch it’s neck. To break a Rabbits neck. (To dispatch a
rabbit instantly.)
Stuffing your kite. Eating.
Stun. A stone in weight, 14 lbs.
Shelve it out or up. To tip something out of a wheel barrow for
instance. Shelve it out there.
Shucky. Unsettled weather.
Swimey. Sick or giddy.
Swimmers. Dumplings.
Swapping turds for a baked potato. Some one who wants something
for nothing.
Tin tan. Unsteady – rocking about.
The channel. The river Brede.
The sun’s casting long shadows now. On-set of Autumn.
The love of a good woman, will draw you further than gunpowder will
blow you.
The sound of Rye’s Quarter boys, will draw you further than gunpowder
can blow you.
Thick of hearing. Slightly deaf. Are you listening to me, or
are you a bit thick of hearing.
Thistle spud. Tool for removing thistles.
Trashed. Scared – Frightened.
Tree Rat Squirrel
Truck. Backchat. Don’t put up with any of his ole truck.
Truck. Ferret.
Trucking. Rabbiting with a ferret.
Truss. Part of the tomato plant that the tomatos grow on. (Now
called a vine)
Twang. Unpleasant taste.
Twittering on. Relentless chatter.
Web. A long net.
Webbing. Rabbiting with a long net. Favored by poachers.
Willockey. Unwell.
Westkit. Waste coat.
Yole. Hello.
Yog. Fire.
You will never have money as long as you have a hole in your back
side. I remember my Father telling me as a young man, that I was
a bad manager of money.
Last but not least is this one. I have seen this in print, but my
very first employer on leaving school was Bob Collins at Winchelsea
and very often quoted this one to me. One boy is a boy. Two boys
is half a boy. Three boys is no boy at all.
Foot-note: I got a lot of pleasure putting this little lot together,
and will be putting together a small selection of Building Trade Words
for a future edition. Eric
Streeton
