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Moving Out#32
Posted by Viv Wilson on 28th October 1980 in Early Days | Fools and Horses,lock,oven,washing machine,Ferrari,derby,Farmhouse,hoar cross hall
MOVING OUT: And so the day arrived a month or so after our wedding when my dad had to leave the Hall. Ten years after moving in he was now moving out, leaving his dream home for my mum to live in alone. Gavin moved with him and Piers was away at school most of the time. It was a mammoth task as he had so much stuff to move, especially from the basement. He had some heavy machinery too that he’d brought with him from his alabaster days, including a band saw which we used to saw up logs for the huge fireplaces in the main rooms. He had bought a house in nearby Burton on Trent which had some outbuildings for a workshop and there he moved to start a...
Moving Out #32
Posted by Viv Wilson on 27th May 2019 in Growing Up In a Stately Home | hoar cross hall,Ferrari,Police,derby,burton on trent,£1,Only Fools and Horses
MOVING OUT: And so the day arrived a month or so after our wedding when my dad had to leave the Hall. Ten years after moving in he was now moving out, leaving his dream home for my mum to live in alone. Gavin moved with him and Piers was away at school most of the time. It was a mammoth task as he had so much stuff to move, especially from the basement. He had some heavy machinery too that he’d brought with him from his alabaster days, including a band saw which we used to saw up logs for the huge fireplaces in the main rooms. He had bought a house in nearby Burton-on-Trent which had some outbuildings for a workshop and there he moved to st...Moving Out #29
Posted by Viv Wilson on 29th November 2021 in Growing Up In a Stately Home | hoar cross hall,Meynell,go-karting,antiques,derby,Ferrari,Burton-on-Trent,Police
And so the day arrived a month or so after our wedding when my dad had to leave Hoar Cross Hall. Ten years after moving in he was now moving out, leaving his dream home for my mum to live in alone. Gavin moved with him and Piers was away at school most of the time. It was a mammoth task as he had so much stuff to move, especially from the basement. He had some heavy machinery too that he’d brought with him from his alabaster days, including a band saw which we used to saw up logs for the huge fireplaces in the main rooms. He had bought a house in nearby Burton-on-Trent which had some outbuildings for a workshop and there he moved to start afresh.
He carried o...
NEW YEAR JINKS #26
Posted by Viv Wilson on 16th July 1976 in Early Days | hoar cross hall,new year's eve,bagpipes,ball,band,conga,bar,ballroom,Auld Lang Syne
NEW YEAR JINKS The New Year’s Eve Balls were usually the highlight of the year. After twelve months of hard work, especially running the Mediaeval Banquets twice a week through the winter, we were always ready to see out the year in style with a big new year party. In those days it was always black tie for the men and long dresses for the ladies – usually around 500 people bought tickets for an evening of entertainment with a dance band, disco and a meal. At midnight a man dressed in traditional Scottish regalia, including a kilt, would pipe in the new year with his bagpipes. Down the Long Gallery he would slowly walk and into the Ballroom with hi...
Motor Racing Days #9
Posted by Viv Wilson on 11th December 2018 in Growing Up In a Stately Home | hoar cross hall,donington park,mallory park,lotus elite,chris meek,pat ferguson,World War 2,colditz,Silverstone,British grand Prix
MOTOR RACING DAYS: Although my blogs are about living at Hoar Cross Hall, I would just like to give a bit of background about my dad’s racing career in the years leading up to moving to the Hall as this will set the scene for later instalments of my story.
As mentioned in my first blog my dad used to be a racing driver but he actually started off racing motor cycles in the 1930s. Because of this he became a despatch rider during the Second World War and spent a lot of time in North Africa. After the war he started racing at nearby Donington Park and he raced there up to the beginning of the 1950s. After that he moved onto cars and dr...New Year jinks! #11
Posted by Viv Wilson on 30th December 2018 in Growing Up In a Stately Home | hoar cross hall,Scottish,Lichfield,new year's eve
NEW YEAR JINKS! The New Year’s Eve Balls at the Hall were usually the highlight of the year. After twelve months of hard work, especially running the Mediaeval Banquets twice a week throughout the winter, we were always ready to see out the year in style with a big new year party. In those days it was always black tie for the men and long dresses for the ladies – usually around 500 people bought tickets for an evening of entertainment with a dance band, disco and a meal. At midnight a man dressed in traditional Scottish regalia, including a kilt and sporran, would pipe in the new year with his bagpipes. Down the Long Gallery he would slowly...