{"id":2135,"date":"2018-06-10T19:05:25","date_gmt":"2018-06-10T19:05:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.egglescliffeara.org.uk\/?page_id=2135"},"modified":"2018-06-12T17:07:19","modified_gmt":"2018-06-12T17:07:19","slug":"anne-barber","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.egglescliffeara.org.uk\/?page_id=2135","title":{"rendered":"Anne Barber"},"content":{"rendered":"<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n\t<div class=\"wp-playlist wp-audio-playlist wp-playlist-light\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"wp-playlist-current-item\"><\/div>\n\t\t<audio controls=\"controls\" preload=\"none\" width=\"605\"\n\t\t\t><\/audio>\n\t<div class=\"wp-playlist-next\"><\/div>\n\t<div class=\"wp-playlist-prev\"><\/div>\n\t<noscript>\n\t<ol>\n\t\t<li><a href='https:\/\/www.egglescliffeara.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/06\/Anne-Barber-_170128_0011.mp3'>Anne Barber's oral history of living in Egglescliffe Village<\/a><\/li>\t<\/ol>\n\t<\/noscript>\n\t<script type=\"application\/json\" class=\"wp-playlist-script\">{\"type\":\"audio\",\"tracklist\":true,\"tracknumbers\":true,\"images\":true,\"artists\":true,\"tracks\":[{\"src\":\"https:\\\/\\\/www.egglescliffeara.org.uk\\\/wp-content\\\/uploads\\\/2018\\\/06\\\/Anne-Barber-_170128_0011.mp3\",\"type\":\"audio\\\/mpeg\",\"title\":\"Anne Barber's oral history of living in Egglescliffe Village\",\"caption\":\"\",\"description\":\"\\\"Anne Barber\",\"meta\":{\"length_formatted\":\"16:55\"},\"image\":{\"src\":\"https:\\\/\\\/www.egglescliffeara.org.uk\\\/wp-includes\\\/images\\\/media\\\/audio.svg\",\"width\":48,\"height\":64},\"thumb\":{\"src\":\"https:\\\/\\\/www.egglescliffeara.org.uk\\\/wp-includes\\\/images\\\/media\\\/audio.svg\",\"width\":48,\"height\":64}}]}<\/script>\n<\/div>\n\t\n<p>Below is Anne Barber\u2019s written history of her recollection of living in Egglescliffe. You can follow what she says in her oral history by simply clicking on the above link\u00a0and sitting back and enjoying what she says.<\/p>\n<p><u>Anne Barber was interviewed by Ruth Greenwood 28<sup>th<\/sup>January 2017.<\/u><\/p>\n<p>I am 81 years old. I have lived in Egglescliffe for 16 years but I was born in Yarm. When I was 5 I went to Preston School in Eaglescliffe, and this is during the war. I didn\u2019t stay there very long, but I do remember during the Air Raids I would run home, and when the all clear went I would run back. My father used to get us up to see the planes coming in to Goosepool. My one worry was my father getting called up, but he never had to be because he used to go out with the police &#8211; if a house was unsteady they had to blow it up and he was in to that type of thing. He had a wonderful sense of humour. If the police came for him he used to say, \u2018get hold of my arm and push me in the van\u2019, which the neighbours would all be peeping! But my mother did NOT have a sense of humour! She did NOT!<\/p>\n<p>There was an accident with a child and she was killed \u2013 it was due to mattresses that were stored at the entrance of the school. I don\u2019t know why they were there, but this child came in late and must have touched them and she was suffocated. So my mother thought that school wasn\u2019t good enough for me, they didn\u2019t take care of their children, so I was sent to Egglescliffe School. My father had lived in Egglescliffe, had cousins in Egglescliffe, and he was in the choir in Egglescliffe. It was an antiquated school and the toilets were at the bottom of the yard with wooden seats. My mother always told me \u2018don\u2019t sit on toilet seats\u2019 so I would stand but after morning prayers the headmaster said \u2018someone was standing on the toilet seats and they MUST NOT! I had to go home and tell my mother that! But it was a nice school and Mr Grey was the headmaster at the time. I would catch a bus from Eaglescliffe to Egglescliffe and at lunch time I would run down Stoney Bank to my grandma, have lunch and run back again. I\u2019m not quite sure how long I stayed at Egglescliffe, but I really enjoyed Egglescliffe school and I think my mother was wrong moving me. But then I went to a private school in Yarm called Miss Burton\u2019s. From then on I went to Queen Victoria High School, where there were bags of homework, which I wasn\u2019t fond of.<\/p>\n<p>We lived in Beechwood Road, Eaglescliffe, which was damp. My father had made one of the bedrooms into a bathroom, which was big, cold, and he also used to put our canary in a cage there; I don\u2019t know why but it always sat in the bathroom. We had to have an RAF man and his wife to live with us and during the time they lived with us his wife dropped a full teapot of tea, which hit my sister, and we thought she had been blinded. Eventually we found she was fine, but because of that, they left. It was just an accident, not deliberate at all. It was a happy house. We used to get presents for Christmas, probably second hand. \u2018Please can I have a bike, dad?\u2019 and I hunted the house on Christmas Eve, but nothing there. And the next morning the bike was there. I said \u2018where did you hide it, dad?\u2019 and he said \u2018I hung it in the cupboard with all the clothes on top of it.\u2019\u00a0 We were really happy there, but then we moved to one of the new council houses \u2013 the very last one and being the last one it was very cold. Ice on the inside of the bedroom windows. My sister and I had twin beds and we had this one rather pretty rug on the floor between us. Every other night it was one of our turns to have it on the bed, we were so cold! 1947 was a terrible, terrible winter.<\/p>\n<p>We roamed anywhere, went anywhere. We weren\u2019t worried about anything, ever. It was lovely, we were so free. The Egglescliffe Garden Party was absolutely wonderful. When I took my little boys to it, it was the highlight of the year. The train was there. There were wonderful teas, Maypole dancing, Punch &amp; Judy, the ankle competition, and during the film we saw at St John\u2019s I recognised Joy Barker, who I went to school with \u2013 she was one of the daughters of the garage man, where the Art Nouveau house used to be, which was wonderful for parties. And Gordon Rigg, who was in the little play they showed on the film. I went to work with him on the bus every day. And then this lovely lady in a big hat, on the screen, and she was the lady whose house we bought.<\/p>\n<p>I was in the Brownies and I did take Cubs for a while. I didn\u2019t dance, though my sister did, every night, I think. I was a reader, I loved to read. So much so that I would pick up the News of the World when I was small, but my father would make me get rid of it! But I read everything I could. I had friends and we went to the pictures, to the Odeon, where the organ used to rise up. Then we went to the little cinema which is now a carpet place, I think. I remember going in there and ordering afternoon tea, so you had your afternoon tea while you watched the film. And I have to mention the Pot &amp; Glass, because my husband had his bachelor night there 60 years ago! \u00a0Then we celebrated our Diamond Wedding there. I did meals on wheels in the village and I remember the shop and the post office and I remember the funny little passageways between the houses. People sitting with roaring fires in cold and damp cottages. I think houses have improved because people look after them better. Very few have deteriorated and been left.<\/p>\n<p>One of the people quite famous here \u2013 I\u2019m not 100% sure \u2013 was Dick Clark. He was an artist and he lived in the village and I went to work with him. Someone told me that when the illustrator that did Rupert Bear died, he was one of the people that filled in. Everybody I know has one of his pictures but me! I would really have liked one.<\/p>\n<p>Two children died in Teapot Cottage, I think it would be during the war, my mother would tell me it. It was the first house. I think what happened \u2013 and this is not gospel \u2013 the mother popped out for a chat with someone and the house went up, a house fire, and the two children died. And Daphne says that when her son was ill one night he looked out of the window and he saw this little girl walking across the Green, and she just disappeared. So maybe we have a ghost in the village. But this was very sad. But I remember their mother \u2013 I think she worked in the fish shop in Yarm.<\/p>\n<p>When I first came here I knew two or three families, that my father had known, but now I don\u2019t know anyone in the village. I think the answer is to have a dog or a baby, then you can go round and talk to everybody. But people have to work, and they just don\u2019t have time.<\/p>\n<p>Agriculture was and still is very important to the village. I love that we have a farm and I don\u2019t mind at all the things that go past me. It\u2019s a little rural treasure, this village. If I had my time again I would stay in this area. I haven\u2019t moved far from Yarm \u2013 the furthest I lived was Hartburn for about 12 years, but then I came back.\u00a0And my husband was born in Stockton, so he hasn\u2019t gone far. \u00a0I just love it. I have nice friends, I\u2019m handy for Yarm, I\u2019m in the WI and the Garden Club. I can\u2019t think of anywhere better.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Below is Anne Barber\u2019s written history of her recollection of living in Egglescliffe. 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