Memories Series Very soon after Christmas – in January 1941, when I was 14 years old, I took a job at the Post Office, then in the High Street, as a Telegram Boy. I was given an official arm band and a typically heavy red bicycle with 28 inch wheels. The saddle was let down to its lowest position as I was a short young lad. Continue reading Clifford Bloomfield’s Memories of The Second World War
The new Quay at the Fishmarket in Rye has been in use now for 10 Years. It has proved to be a safe and workable arrangement that transformed the old fishing boat base from the most dangerous berth in the UK to the second safest fishing boat tie up in the country.
It was due to the effort, determination and tenacity of one man that this project Continue reading The Building of Simmons Quay
This footage has been taken from an old cine film shot in the 1960s. Shows the fisherman of the day working on their boats Rye Fishmarket. Continue reading Fishing from Rye in the 1960s
The 2005 Garden Safari, organised as in past years by enthusiastic gardener Sandra Pawsey, was another outstandin g success raising no less than £1,700 towards St. Michael’s Hospice. Continue reading Rye Garden Safari 2005
Since Norman times Rye has been an active port with its own fishing fleet and boat building industry. It is all scaled down in these modern times but still fishermen leave Rye on every tide to fish for whatever Brussels allows them to catch. These fishermen are a tough lot, the Rother is not an easy river to navigate Continue reading Port of Rye
This is a true account of 8 months as a mate on a Rye Bay trawler, it happened quite by accident when I was made redundant about 12 years ago. My skipper had just lost his boat when it was de- commissioned and he was looking to purchase a small boat he could possibly work single handed. Continue reading Fishing in Rye Bay
By Jo’ Vincent
What gives Rye it’s special appeal? Some say the magnetic quality is centred on the Quarter Boys who guard the Church Clock and ring out the quarters. Old Rhodes did say “The sound of the Quarter Boys will draw you further than gunpowder can blow you”. This has proved the case so many times when old Ryers, who have spent many years overseas return to the town where they were brought up. Continue reading The Magic of Rye
A man was stuck in the mud up to his chest in the river-bed near the Monkbretton Bridge on Sunday May 25th. Continue reading Stuck in the Mud
Amongst the mass of pictures that have been brought into our office after our appeals in Rye’s Own, were two remarkable pictures of the Rye Regatta, one of which is reproduced here. Regattas were held at the Fishmarket up to 1913, and as can be seen by the photograph, they were very popular events. Continue reading Rye Regatta
