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This is one of those rare occasions on which we can display
the “bear in the woods” logo of the Alnwick and County Bank. Rothbury is one of their original branches,
acquired at the end of August 1875 by the North Eastern Banking Company
Limited. The Branch is rebuilt by the
NEBC in 1893, and to show a permanent presence, their name is carved into the
stonework above the second floor. This is of course nowadays of significant
historical interest as the building has changed hands several times down the
years! A few mergers down the line, Rothbury Branch belongs to
Martins Bank Limited, and today, more than one hundred and forty years after
being opened, it is serving Barclays’ customers. For our Rothbury feature, we join Martins
Bank Magazine on a visit they made to the Branch for their Winter 1950
edition. It seems in those days you
could go by bus from Liverpool! Rothbury was the choice
of the North-Eastern District General Manager for the branch to be visited
for this issue of the Magazine and we travelled out by bus on November 16th. |
In Service:
1871 until Friday 2 November 2018 Branch Images © Barclays Ref 0030-2461 |
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on the occasion of our visit to Wooler at
the same time last year we were favoured with a perfect day, frost on the fields
and thin ice on the pools, mellow sunshine turning the hedgerows with their
loads of berries to veritable burning bushes, and the browns and golds of the
woods an ample compensation for the green of summer and the purple of the
heather. Rothbury and the surrounding
district is certainly one of the beauty spots of England and here a man may
live a full and happy life if he likes the country and its pursuits. And Mr.
J. H. Wedderburn, Manager of our branch there, does like the country and so
do his wife and daughter. Mr.
Wedderburn himself is a keen golfer and, undeterred by the fact that Rothbury
did not possess the necessary amenities, he set about organising them and
next year should see the local racecourse suitably greened and bunkered. |
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Treasurerships seem to
come to him as thickly as the snow which often blankets the village in
midwinter and the British Legion, the local hall, the Angling Club and other
worthy organisations look to him to attend to their financial affairs. Long
before our Mobile Bank attracted national publicity by its appearance up and
down the country Rothbury branch provided on-the-spot facilities at the local
sheep dog trials in a little tent perched up on the hillside, at the coursing
meetings and elsewhere. There are no electric
hares at Rothbury, and sport is made out of the necessity of pest control; the
beaters driving the game towards the coursing field where the dogs are
waiting to be released. The day before our visit a magnificent fox was driven
into the field and raced with the dogs untouched, the greyhounds not being
trained for fox hunting The Bank House at
Rothbury must be one of the nicest we possess, with the priceless advantage
of a good piece of garden and a magnificent hill prospect behind. There are
none of the proximity disadvantages of Suburbia here. Mrs. Wedderburn is as busy as her husband
with the social round which attaches to the Bank Manager's wife in a sizeable
village. She is busier than she has ever been and loves every minute of it.
In fact, a night in is a luxury they enjoy and entertaining is a daily
occurrence. Their daughter Pat, who has been on the staff for two years, has
settled down there as happily as her parents and is a keen tennis and
badminton player, and something of a tennis champion, too, judging by the
prizes she has won. Mr. Wedderburn's previous service has been at Belford,
Berwick, Newcastle and Seaham, where he became Manager in 1939. During the
war he served with the R.A.F. for four years and was appointed at Rothbury in
April 1948. |
Image – Martins Bank Archive Collections © WARD PHILIPSON PHOTO MEMORIES –
John A Moreels M.B.E J. Swanson, the second man, served with the Desert
Air Force during the war, and afterwards in Italy. His sporting speciality
is bowls at which he has won a number of prizes. He and his wife are also
keen travellers. The other member of the staff is J. R. Temple who served
during the war with the Royal Navy in the Far East, including Hong Kong.
During the afternoon Mr. Wedderburn took us for a drive round the Cragside
Estate, home of Lord Armstrong. This magnificent estate is unique among those we have
hitherto seen. It consists largely of a wooded hill, the Hall being half way
up. A maze of paths and steps leads amidst magnificent woodland scenery to
every portion of it. There is a bridge over a deep ravine through which a
river flows, thousands of magnificent hybrid rhododendrons which bring
people from miles around to see when in flower, stately Douglas pine trees
and every imaginable kind of rock plant and shrub. |
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The crowning glory of
the estate, partly because of its unexpectedness, are the hill top lakes; no
mere tarns, but extensive sheets of water reflecting in their quiet surfaces
the surrounding trees. Here were peace and beauty, indeed, and we thought as
we looked at them that it must have been in some such place where the hymn
writer composed the lines: “Every prospect pleases, man alone is
vile.” Our
branch is one of the branches of the old Alnwick and County Bank which was
eventually taken over by the North Eastern Banking Company, and the Davy's
who were for so long connected with the old bank still figure prominently on
the books. One of the last of them— A.W.L. Davy, is
Manager of our Morpeth branch, and another relative, W. Davy, has recently
retired.
The pictures on the wall of the Manager's room are of more than usual
interest. There are identical photographs of Rothbury as it was a generation
ago and as it is today, a photograph of the Hussars in full dress uniform
marching through the main street in a ceremonial parade after the Boer War,
and a 1914 photograph of the Territorials mustering after the General
Mobilisation order of those fateful August days. Dusk was gathering as we
concluded our visit, having promised ourselves a return trip to the district
at no distant date. |
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