The Village Stocks
A commemorative set of stocks erected May 27th 1967 to mark the fact that on 28 May 1267 King Henry III granted to Simone De Arden the right to hold a weekly market.
These were commissioned by the committee who organised the 700th Anniversary Celebrations
Bernard Mellor, Joiner and undertaker built the stocks. He worked from the old Church Institute.
Stocks Agreement May 1967
Mapperley Charter Celebrations 27 May 1967
Taken from the West Hallam & Mapperley Magazine June/July 1967
Then went with a bang.In fact, lots of bangs….and the lightening flashed and the thunder rolled and the rain sheeted down, up went the brollies and those little fold-away plastic hoods. A few plastic bags that had once sheltered cakes and such like were pressed into service. The Vicar nicked his son’s ‘genuine panama’ and vowed that the rain was all in the mind!.
The sun didn’t smile, but the people did. We are an odd race.
When we put our mind to something hell or high water does not deter us. We were determined to enjoy ourselves. As Bert Royal (the wrestler) put it. “A great day”.
The Morris Men performed – made you sweat just watching. But what a cheerful bunch. Pretty fit too. And the piano race was a smashing affair. One chap was so keen that he finished up with his arm in a sling. And asked why he was helping to sweep up afterwards (one- handed) he replied “Well we all might as well help” I think perhaps that summed up the spirit of the helpers and performers.
But all sorts of things pleased all sorts of people. One lady was in her seventh heaven. “I’ve got Bert Royal’s autograph” was all that you could get out of her. Another lady’s day was made when Captain Drury–Lowe allowed to sit in his Rolls.
We could possibly plant rice in the car park. The Vicar gave a hand with the ploughing – got stuck, even with Town & Country tyres on the back! Didn’t you notice that blue cloud hovering for a while? One of the Archers came to his assistance. Vicar’s not sure whether it was Dan or Philip!.
Time passed. Rain fell. One or two clay pigeons got away. And praise be for the marquee and the clean straw provided. The venison rolls were great. And as for that barrel – pardon me whilst I make special noises (smacking of lips and appreciative sighs heard) – a drop of good stuff that!
So we must depart, And we go with music in our ears – the silver band at one end of the marquee and the Group at the other. There was something for everyone. It was a right good do. So, thank you all, you who worked to make it such a success. Thank you.
Last impression of Mapperley –a very wet but still cheerful Special Constable finishing his spell of point duty at the crossroads. He deserved a pint too. So, too, the rest of his colleagues, who did a grand job without seeming to be there. “A great day”