History in a Church Yard near you. By Eric Streeton. 287 Lost in Shipping Disaster at Dungeness Approximately 15 years ago I was given an old Guide Book for Rye and Winchelsea which was printed at the start of the last century.
Tag: Eric Streeton
Eric Streeton runs through this selection from the Rye’s Own archive, linking individual reports and recollections into a broader picture of local life. The trail includes “My Shipwrecked Ancestor.”, “Freedom”, “Not Much Traffic Then”, and “Is This The John William Dudley”, offering several ways into the subject rather than a single potted account. The result is less a formal history than a lively bundle of evidence, voices and remembered moments from the magazine’s pages.
Letters March 2008
One Medic Ambulances Dear Editor I enjoyed reading your Town Crier articles in the January Issue. The new ‘one medic ambulances’ are a revelation. I am quite a large person and there is no way that one man or woman could manage to get me into an ambulance. Recent experience has shown me that this … Continue reading Letters March 2008
It Was Hitler’s Fault
By Eric Streeton. Over the years in conversation with friends and acquaintances some had been surprised to learn that I was born in Rye. How come then Eric? Was the usual comment, I thought you were a Winchelsea man. Well it’s like this, it was Hitler’s fault. During the Second World War my Mother, Father, … Continue reading It Was Hitler’s Fault
Not Much Traffic Then
Another great old Rye photograph, this time from the Eric Streeton Collection. ‘Lion Street on a gloomy day’.
Lessons from History
By Eric Streeton. Rye has had to repel many attempts on its Freedom. One good instance is the many assaults by our then French foes on the Town over the centuries. Then we were able to strike back and bloody their noses for them. If something was taken from us against our will we would … Continue reading Lessons from History
Freedom
By Eric Streeton. Why is it that we are always wiser with hindsight? When I was growing up in the Post War Years I never knew what a lucky youngster I was, but on reflection, my friends and I enjoyed an unparalleled freedom that no generation has enjoyed since. How would I define Freedom?
Pen & Ink
Dear Editor, The enclosed copy photograph is of the Tug-of War Team of the Cinque Ports volunteer Reserve. They were the champion team at the Brigade Camp in 1895 photographed with their individual Cups displayed on the table before them.
Pen & Ink
Dear Editor, The enclosed copy photograph is of the Tug-of War Team of the Cinque Ports volunteer Reserve. They were the champion team at the Brigade Camp in 1895 photographed with their individual Cups displayed on the table before them.
My Shipwrecked Ancestor.
Introduced by Eric Streeton Last month I wrote of my Smuggling Ancestors, this month it’s the turn of my Shipwrecked Ancestor. In my last month’s feature I mentioned George and Elisa Buttenshaw who were at that time living in Winchelsea.
History in a Church Yard Near You
By Eric Streeton 287 Lost in Shipping Disaster at Dungeness Approximately 15 years ago I was given an old Guide Book for Rye and Winchelsea which was printed at the start of the last century. Although a bit tatty it was more than readable, and read it I did, from cover to cover.