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Laughton Road
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Laughton Road.
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at the top of
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- Basil Willoughby and staff c1920
S. Bailey and Sons Nurserymen and Seedsmen,
37 Laughton Road Dinnington
S. Bailey and Sons Nurserymen and Seedsmen 37 Laughton Road Dinnington Ltd
By Lucy Lambley nee Bailey
My Grandad, Samuel Bailey, was born in Shirland Derbyshire and moved from Hasland to work at Dinnington pit after a serious mining accident and with the compensation money he bought the business at 37 Laughton Road and land and buildings occupying a site of 6 acres bordered by the Barrack housing, Lidgett Lane and Laughton Road in 1911 from a Mr Coupe
My father Arthur Rhodes Bailey, aged 17 at the time, worked on the coke ovens and joined his father, my Granddad, in the business
It became a respected and well-known fruit vegetable and flower business. The Market Garden was so diverse, famous for home grown tomatoes, lettuce, cut flowers in season, also pig breeding, hens and geese were also part of the scene.
During the war years "hawking" to Edwinstowe with horse and dray became a regular weekly trip. Later of course, a lorry was a much more favourable option, especially in the winter. It was so cold and bleak, the weights would stick to the scales. The warm drinks that customers provided, as brothers and young relatives could testify to, were more than welcome for long working days. Also In the early days, a journey by horse and dray to Kiveton station, a few days a week, would entail tying Daisy up , catching the train and then returning with the wares including fish and rabbits, daily trips to Sheffield markets Castlefold and the new Parkway in later years, which remained ongoing until the business was sold .
During the war Dad was the representative of War Agricultural Board Committee growing food for the nation and the certificate is still displayed by me proudly displayed to this day.
Granddad and Dad gave numerous floral decorations to various local societies throughout the years; Granddad being a member of the Comrades Club, Dad playing football and Cricket for the Thursday Tradesman League along with his good friend Mr Burdett from the butchers further down Laughton Road
Trips to Spalding bulb auctions, twice a week, buying bulbs for forcing. On Mothering Sunday, huge tin baths were filled with daffodils, tulips etc and walked across to the Friday Market. The bedding plants, a speciality, were supplied to numerous outlets. Dad was always on the lookout for new plants and shrubs to sell and grow on from nurseries on his travels all over the country. He made many friends over the years
My step brother Ted Bailey joined the family firm building new greenhouses
Along with all day to day work running a Nursery, my mum, Elsie, was the mainstay of the shop and excelled in the making up of floral tributes and wedding bouquets. The shop door was always open till bedtime; often one of the village bobbies on late duty calling in for refreshments. Granny Bailey , quite a character, had looked after the shop in its early days , as well as taking care of Dad’s two boys Arthur and Ted, when their mother Lucy Passed away died in 1926 at a very early age. At the time of her death, Dad came in for some criticism from village people for not allowing his late wife to lay at home before the funeral. He took the decision, on medical advice, as this was not advisable. Granny was a character, despite being a staunch church goer, she did not suffer fools gladly, as some could testify and some of her and Grandad's sayings are used to this day. Our Arthur told many tales of her antics, my two, step brothers were also looked after by my Mum in her early years before she married Dad.
We all lived behind the shop; quite a challenge after my sister Libby was born: grandparents, parents and two girls, the usual sides of pigs in the pantry, slaughtered by Uncle Harry Turner in his butcher’s shop, hams on the hooks in the kitchen; happy days, hard work, good memories!
Dad purchased a traction engine, which, when fitted with attached pipes, were placed into the soil bays. They acted as a means of sterilising soil and were also used in the same way for sterilising the greenhouse beds. The day that arrived in the village it caused a stir, driven by Ted along the Barracks from Tickhill.
As children, me, Libby, Brian (Nobby), Christine and Roger were privileged to have enjoyed a memorable childhood at the Nursery, sometimes in trouble, but always carefree and a laugh.
Baileys bonfire, on November 5, was always looked forward to and Brian always said it was a privilege if you received an invitation.
Many times, the pigs escaped onto Laughton Road, hopefully being coaxed back to the sty; the Donkey, whose favourite escapade was wandering down pit lane at some unearthly hour of the morning, and on occasions returned by the night shift worker to the field (ironically Brian's Dad, Cliff Lambley).
Sadly, Granny passed away in 1950 and Granddad, who at 85, was still pricking out bedding plants three weeks previously passed away in 1957. He was a wise gentleman, respected by my husband Brian, who started working for Dad as a Saturday lad in 1955.
I left school in 1960; all I wanted was to work in the same trade with Dad. Ted decided he wanted to move to Scarborough and Dad, who was not always in the best of health, made the decision to sell the Market garden, a sad day. Ironically, planning permission for building land was refused on the grounds of prohibited access. The only part eventually sold at the time was the bottom part, still St Joseph's school; the top part left neglected, apart from the large shed that Ted and Brian built, for years, as the photo with my Mum, sadly looking on, shows
Dad bought Drayton house in 1961, no 53 Laughton Road. Along the driveway and entrance, he built me two 50 ft greenhouses at the back, which bordered our old field, and me and Brian continued in a small way, as before, with Dad’s guidance and expertise. He suddenly passed away in 1966. Mum, myself, Brian, Libby and our daughter, Julie, were persuaded to move to Scarborough and lovely Drayton house, next to Doctor Wilbourne’s surgery, was sold and demolished .
By Lucy Lambley nee Bailey
My Grandad, Samuel Bailey, was born in Shirland Derbyshire and moved from Hasland to work at Dinnington pit after a serious mining accident and with the compensation money he bought the business at 37 Laughton Road and land and buildings occupying a site of 6 acres bordered by the Barrack housing, Lidgett Lane and Laughton Road in 1911 from a Mr Coupe
My father Arthur Rhodes Bailey, aged 17 at the time, worked on the coke ovens and joined his father, my Granddad, in the business
It became a respected and well-known fruit vegetable and flower business. The Market Garden was so diverse, famous for home grown tomatoes, lettuce, cut flowers in season, also pig breeding, hens and geese were also part of the scene.
During the war years "hawking" to Edwinstowe with horse and dray became a regular weekly trip. Later of course, a lorry was a much more favourable option, especially in the winter. It was so cold and bleak, the weights would stick to the scales. The warm drinks that customers provided, as brothers and young relatives could testify to, were more than welcome for long working days. Also In the early days, a journey by horse and dray to Kiveton station, a few days a week, would entail tying Daisy up , catching the train and then returning with the wares including fish and rabbits, daily trips to Sheffield markets Castlefold and the new Parkway in later years, which remained ongoing until the business was sold .
During the war Dad was the representative of War Agricultural Board Committee growing food for the nation and the certificate is still displayed by me proudly displayed to this day.
Granddad and Dad gave numerous floral decorations to various local societies throughout the years; Granddad being a member of the Comrades Club, Dad playing football and Cricket for the Thursday Tradesman League along with his good friend Mr Burdett from the butchers further down Laughton Road
Trips to Spalding bulb auctions, twice a week, buying bulbs for forcing. On Mothering Sunday, huge tin baths were filled with daffodils, tulips etc and walked across to the Friday Market. The bedding plants, a speciality, were supplied to numerous outlets. Dad was always on the lookout for new plants and shrubs to sell and grow on from nurseries on his travels all over the country. He made many friends over the years
My step brother Ted Bailey joined the family firm building new greenhouses
Along with all day to day work running a Nursery, my mum, Elsie, was the mainstay of the shop and excelled in the making up of floral tributes and wedding bouquets. The shop door was always open till bedtime; often one of the village bobbies on late duty calling in for refreshments. Granny Bailey , quite a character, had looked after the shop in its early days , as well as taking care of Dad’s two boys Arthur and Ted, when their mother Lucy Passed away died in 1926 at a very early age. At the time of her death, Dad came in for some criticism from village people for not allowing his late wife to lay at home before the funeral. He took the decision, on medical advice, as this was not advisable. Granny was a character, despite being a staunch church goer, she did not suffer fools gladly, as some could testify and some of her and Grandad's sayings are used to this day. Our Arthur told many tales of her antics, my two, step brothers were also looked after by my Mum in her early years before she married Dad.
We all lived behind the shop; quite a challenge after my sister Libby was born: grandparents, parents and two girls, the usual sides of pigs in the pantry, slaughtered by Uncle Harry Turner in his butcher’s shop, hams on the hooks in the kitchen; happy days, hard work, good memories!
Dad purchased a traction engine, which, when fitted with attached pipes, were placed into the soil bays. They acted as a means of sterilising soil and were also used in the same way for sterilising the greenhouse beds. The day that arrived in the village it caused a stir, driven by Ted along the Barracks from Tickhill.
As children, me, Libby, Brian (Nobby), Christine and Roger were privileged to have enjoyed a memorable childhood at the Nursery, sometimes in trouble, but always carefree and a laugh.
Baileys bonfire, on November 5, was always looked forward to and Brian always said it was a privilege if you received an invitation.
Many times, the pigs escaped onto Laughton Road, hopefully being coaxed back to the sty; the Donkey, whose favourite escapade was wandering down pit lane at some unearthly hour of the morning, and on occasions returned by the night shift worker to the field (ironically Brian's Dad, Cliff Lambley).
Sadly, Granny passed away in 1950 and Granddad, who at 85, was still pricking out bedding plants three weeks previously passed away in 1957. He was a wise gentleman, respected by my husband Brian, who started working for Dad as a Saturday lad in 1955.
I left school in 1960; all I wanted was to work in the same trade with Dad. Ted decided he wanted to move to Scarborough and Dad, who was not always in the best of health, made the decision to sell the Market garden, a sad day. Ironically, planning permission for building land was refused on the grounds of prohibited access. The only part eventually sold at the time was the bottom part, still St Joseph's school; the top part left neglected, apart from the large shed that Ted and Brian built, for years, as the photo with my Mum, sadly looking on, shows
Dad bought Drayton house in 1961, no 53 Laughton Road. Along the driveway and entrance, he built me two 50 ft greenhouses at the back, which bordered our old field, and me and Brian continued in a small way, as before, with Dad’s guidance and expertise. He suddenly passed away in 1966. Mum, myself, Brian, Libby and our daughter, Julie, were persuaded to move to Scarborough and lovely Drayton house, next to Doctor Wilbourne’s surgery, was sold and demolished .
The Coronation party for Laughton Road June 1953. The photograph was taken on Bailey's field.
Back row L to R: ? Taylor, Beth Cannings nee Oxley, Beryl Hawkins, Pat Barratt, Susan Turner, Doreen Hinchcliffe.
Middle Row. L to R: Malcolm Bratley, Nobby Bailey, Lucy Bailey, Stephanie Bolton, The two Temple Brothers.
Front Row L to R: ? Taylor, Libby Bailey, Christine Bailey, Judith Barratt