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Carnivals after WWII 1940s

Peace Celebrations were held in 1946, with harbour sports.

Carnival sports, 1946 programme

Carnival sports, 1946 programme

1948 seems to have been the first full carnival after the end of WWII and demob.

Yarmouth Common Carnival time

Yarmouth Common Carnival time. Fancy Hat Competition led by Ted Lawry

Billy Doe crowns Carnival Queen
Billy Doe crowns Carnival Queen : photo Sue Russell

Raich Doe front left, Bob Cook, and contributors Serena Hunt, Susan Hayles in Brownie uniform, Effie Pitman behind Sue, Derek Pomroy with cub Peter Stallard

In 1949 a Carnival Queen was chosen by votes at the ‘Con Club’ from a bevy of local beauties .

Carnival line-up 1949, at 'Con Club' to choose Carnival Queen

Carnival line-up 1949, at ‘Con Club’ to choose Carnival Queen : photo Pat Burt

From left: Jean Levey, Ella Jackman, Pam Henderson (chosen to be Queen), Mrs Eames, Barbara Holloway, Annette Holloway, Pat Adams, (chosen as attendant) Jessie Attrill, with Newt Kelsey judging or looking on.

Pam Henderson is crowned carnival Queen in 1949, at first carnival after WWII

Pam Henderson is crowned carnival Queen in 1949, at first full  carnival after WWII

At the crowning ceremony are: from left, Robert May, Heather Harris (married Raich Doe), Pat Adams (married Mick Burt), Pam Henderson, Carnival Queen, Miss New Zealand, and Mr J. Flanders who officiated.

The boy peeping between is John Orchard, staying with his Uncle who had a taxi.

Miss New Zealand was persuaded by Mrs Hans Hamilton to put in an appearance, and seemed to enjoy the parade.

Yarmouth Carnival 1948 Miss New Zealand

Yarmouth Carnival 1949 Miss New Zealand joins the parade

 

Pat Burt, Annette Haynes: WWII air raid sirens

Kevack across to North House

Kevack across to North House

I remember hearing war had broken out on the radio. We lived in the stone cottage ‘Kevack’ in the High Street. During the early part of the war when the air raid sirens went, we used to rush over and down into the cellars of North House, but that was only for a short while until we had the Morrison table shelter delivered  –  I think we had that by 1942.    Pat Burt

I was away in Castle Bromwich, near Birmingham, when war broke out. I was staying with a friend of my mother’s, I called her my aunt – she wanted to adopt me.  I was so worried because my mother couldn’t get me a gas mask because I wasn’t at home, and my ‘aunt’ couldn’t get a gas mask for me.  I had to come back home of course.
We had an Anderson shelter in the garden.  I remember my brother saying, ‘If I’m going to be killed, I’ll be killed in my bed. I’m not going down to the shelter.’
Annette Haynes

Pat Burt: Shops, Station Road, Mr. Burt’s 1980s

Burt’s shop had 2 owners before Mr. Burt.    When we were early teenage, Mrs Cook kept the Station Road grocers, followed by Mr and Mrs Hannaford, followed by Mr Burt who moved here in 1949 ( his funeral  was 2 weeks ago, just short of his 100th).   It was through his brother, Jack (Mr. Burt in the Square) that he came down from London. Jack told him there was a business going  – he was doing greengrocery  on the mainland so he moved here.
Burt’s used to deliver out in the country, to Thorley.
Pat Burt nee Adams b 1929

Mr. Burt, outside Burts Station Rd

Mr. dudley Burt, outside Burts Station Rd:photo Christine Woodhead

We used to get a big bag of sweeties from Mr. Burt for 1d.
Janice Perkins nee Pomroy 1943

 

Pat Burt, Shops: High Street 1930s

Haward’s fish shop was on the corner – Pinings.  Because there were no fridges, the ice for the fish shop was brought by horse and cart and delivered in the back entrance. One day the horse dropped dead, don’t you remember? In the entrance to the lane, the horse died.  It was a shock.
The butcher’s next door was Minnie Flint’s.  Flint and Fryer were the same butcher.  Ablitts was further down the High Street. Pat B

Kellys Directory Yarmouth 39 listing residents, shops and services A -M

Kellys Directory Yarmouth 39  Minnie Flint: Butcher

 

urt nee Adams b 1929

Shops: Mills and bakers, 1930s, 1940s, 1950s

Mills had a very dark haired nice- looking boy who used to push the bread round daily on wooden trucks door to door. Also we had bread delivered from Whilliers at Newbridge.
Pat Burt nee Adams b 1929

Athel Henderson worked in a bakehouse in Mills. They used to cook some bread there, when you come to think of it!  They had 2 vans on the road, one used to go out with the bread and one with the groceries. Brian Pomroy b 1937

I can remember sitting in our big old pram outside the bakehouse, waiting for my Dad ( Athel)  to finish his shift. Terry Henderson b 1947

Pat Burt: The army children from Fort Victoria

The children from Fort Victoria were very poor, and we were scared of them; they were army children. We were poor but we were dressed all right. They used to have sticks and hit everybody. They were tough, we didn’t like them. They used to walk all the way from Fort Victoria in the morning and then go home at lunchtime, and back again for the afternoon session.

I used to wonder how they got home in time to have their lunch and get back in time for school. We could go home for lunch, not far to go, a couple of hundred yards.
Pat Burt nee Adams b 1929

Pat Burt: Starting school, and the school dentist 1930s

I started school one month after I was three – I missed my brothers and sisters so my mother took me to start school. I loved it! I remember there being 74 children on the school roll.

Friday afternoons, if you did well, as a treat you could go round to the rocking horse which was really big, like a galloper at a fair.

School dentist
That also brought back not such good memories because it was in the room the school dentist used. That was terrible ! They used to bring round bright yellow forms to fill in and as soon as I saw these forms I would start feeling afraid.

The dentist’s name was Mr Cartwright and his hand shook; it wasn’t his fault, he suffered from shellshock. To have him as a school dentist was entirely the wrong thing. He operated the drill with a wooden treadle, his foot on the treadle when he started to drill.

His nurse used to say, “Don’t be so stupid! Sit still there”.
‘Its hurting me!’
‘No it’s not.’

I used to be so scared when my turn came. Jim Jupe, when it was his turn to be sent to the dentist, he went home, but I wouldn’t have dared; I’d have been sent back.
Pat Burt nee Adams b 1929