More memories from David Tennant

Return to Menu page Memories of Sandy Lane Brian Callan’s excellent book on Belton suggests that Sandy Lane handy Lane has been around since the Bronze age. To my knowledge it does not go back that far! I was not around and was likely not much aware of my surroundings until a few years later and then I left Belton, after the death of my father in 1966. I shall confine my observations to this period with additions from historical document sand later “nostalgia” visits. Growing up it was universally called Goffins Lane and it appeared as such in the […]

Big tip followed lunch at hotel ?

Women working at Erie resister in 1959, busily winding wire wound resisters

Return to Menu page Taken from the Great Yarmouth Mercury. With kind permission of Mrs Marian Hall (Botwright)   There was a time back in the nineteen Fifties and Sixties when there was hardly a family in the borough of Great Yarmouth and Gorleston which did not have someone working either at Birds Eye or Erie Resister. That was indicative of the role these companies played in the local economy, supporting many a household with a good income, which offered people the chance of those little extras. those so – called luxuries without breaking the bank. We have a lot […]

Belton Railway Tavern take new look 1979

Belton Railway Tavern take new look 1979

Return to Menu page Toasting the success of the new – look Railway Tavern are from left to right: Gerald Tooley, Norwich Brewery District Manager, John Noble, Chairman of the Licensing bench, and Muriel and Neville Rogers The Railway Tavern public house in Belton, well known by locals and visitors alike has been officially re-opened last week(this is taken from the Eastern Daily Press on 24th September, 1979). After an extensive alterations programme. The work which lasted five months was carrier out jointly between tenants Neville and Muriel Rogers and Norwich Brewery.   The drinking area has been almost doubled […]

Digging for victory

Digging for victory

  Return to Menu page Digging for victory. “Digging for Victory” was the well published slogan during WW2 to encourage the British to grow more food to supplement the meagre rations available. My father took this very much to heart and expanded our already good sized garden at Hill Cottages on Sandy Lane by opening up an equally generous sized new plot over the hedge,onto what was a portion of Belton Common. which contained among other varieties Mirabelle Plum.   This ground I don’t think had been cultivated since the creation! It consisted of tussocky grass and bracken and just […]

Belton book

Belton author Miss Dorothy Smith with her book in 1992

Return to Menu page Belton book – by Dorothy Smith In January 1992 – just a mere two weeks after its publication a book on the history of Belton has already sold more than two hundred copies. Such a demand from the people who want to read about the Suffolk village in the days before it was annexed by Norfolk and became a dormitory for Gt. Yarmouth. The author, Dorothy Smith then 88 is one person who regrets the change. She is a descendant of he Farman family which lived in the village for five generations, but her book is […]

Belton war dead from the first World War

Belton war dead from the first World War

Return to Menu page After one hundred years  we commemorate the Glorious dead from Belton. World War One. Alfred John Arrowsmith – Born in 1886 in Lowestoft  – (Rank) Corporal – The Royal Norfolk Regiment  – killed in action on the 9th March 1918 in France/Flanders, commemorated in ANZAC Cemetery Sailly – Sur – Lalys. Ernest Charles Brooks –  Born in Belton Suffolk – (Rank) Private – Suffolk Regiment –  Killed in Action on the 13th September 1916 in France/Flanders, commemorated in the THIEPVAL Memorial on the Somme. George Alfred Saul – Born in Belton Suffolk – (Rank) Private – Queen’s (Royal […]

Good Friday trek to Old Mother Brown’s

Children on the traditional Good Friday walk to Old Mother Brown's at Burgh Castle in 1958

  Return to Menu page Good Friday trek to Old Mother Brown’s In the Scarfe is Nora Haggett of Manor Road Gorleston, with her sister and friends. note the cases for carrying ginger pop and buns to sustain the walkers On Good Friday Children from all over Gorleston & Gt. Yarmouth used to make the long trek to Burgh Castle to pay homage to Old Mother Brown. The picture above shows some of the Children who made the Good Friday pilgrimage in 1958 with just one mile to go. Clifford Temple who used to live in Nelson Road North vividly remembered […]

Belton Dance Club

Belton dance club in the 1920's

Return to Menu page Late – in – life dancer got in the swim. Photograph supplied by Mr Charles Burrage of Freethorpe. Back in the 1920’s dancing was one of the favourite pastimes and the Belton Dance Club used to meet once a week to practice their ballroom steps. The large hall behind the Kings Head at Belton was where they used to meet. This photograph was taken outside the hall in 1923. Mr Burrage’s parents were members of the club and they can be seen in the middle row, the second and third from the left. Mr Burrage senior […]

Portrait of a village

Corner of Beccles Road & Church lane looking towards the White house

Return to Menu page   Flowers, Tomatoes these are Belton’s claim to fame Although it lies in open country intersected by lines of elms striding across the fields like cockerels, the village of Belton remains hidden from the traveller who approaches from any direction but one until early upon it.  The only clue to the existence of a community of over 1000people is the round  flint church tower that stands overlooking the parish like a lighthouse. Prettiest approach   The prettiest and most open approach is from the Gt. Yarmouth – Beccles  (A143) road to the South east. As you […]

Memories of Waveney School

Memories of Waveney School

Return to Menu page A passage in time by Richard Lindsay. Now that Waveney school has closed, and looks like something that time has forgot I think it is about time I put pen to paper. I first attended back in 1971 at a tender age of 6, and was placed in Miss Oliver’s class, every day started with assembly, with the youngest at the front and the oldest at the back of the main hall, all neatly sat cross legged with school issued Hymn book in hand. Then entered the Head master, who was Mr Stone and nobody spoke, […]