Bomb in the garden

Great story Julien...thank goodness you were safe! Sounds like you gave your best shot at exploding into a thousand pieces! ;)

It would be amazing if any of us found anything as exciting as that Julien ... glad you weren’t hurt.

The only thing of interest I found was an old Victorian medicine bottle. Until my house was built in 1960, the land had been a field

I'm glad the bomb disposal squad disposed of the bomb safely. The garden owner must have had a shock !

I haven't found anything like that but in the previous garden I dug up some old clay pipes that someone must have smoked there many years ago. One of them had a face carved on the front of it.

Julie, very interesting blog! Quite an exciting experience for you, although quite terrifying at the same time I expect!
I’ve never found anything interesting in our garden, despite Hull being bombed quite heavily during WW2! Plus, our houses are built on the old timber dock.
Only found old door lintels, lots of wood and nothing of real interest...

My niece is the headmistress of a very large secondary school near Edinburgh. A member of the history department found a bomb in a bag in a cupboard in the history department. My niece had to call the health and safety officer in the school who called the police who called the bomb squad. She had to get all the kids out of the school and ask round other schools in the area if they would take some children each. It was poring with rain and the bomb squad are stationed in Dundee. As you can imagine it was not dangerous just something a former member of staff had brought in to show the kids while learning about the two world wars.
You can understand the laughter involved as she relayed this story to us and the horror she felt when she remembered she had left her designer bag in her office which could have been blown up at any moment.

Sorry Julien, apologies for the ‘ Julie’. Should’ve spellchecked.

just bits of clay pipes, a few jaw bones [sheep], horseshoes and Victorian plate bits. The land belonged to the Georgian vicarage and it had a small foal yard and kennels.
though the village has a Viking heritage and I had hoped for a gold torque or too.

Thanks for reply’s that’s a great story Linda, It was twenty five years ago that I dug the bomb up, and i was told I was very fortunate it did not go off, the lady had no idea it was there, it always makes me smile when I think back to it.

You must have the horrors still when remembering how you banged at the box!
All I've ever dug up here is a few stones...
I did lose my wedding ring in one garden. I know just where it is - under the rhubarb patch - but failed to find it.Treasure trove for somebody someday!

In digging out for a pond in my garden I found a St. Joseph’s statue. Well....I guess it worked!

Nothing exciting here either. Too far across the Fens for King John's treasure to have fallen in my garden - shame!

Wow.. that's amazing .. and very well-written !

You seem to have a lot of excitement in your life.

My word, what an experience! Very glad you survived to tell the tale. No remarkable finds in our garden although my son was very excited when he found a 'dinosaur fossil' in the children's Digging Patch .... he was pre-school then and came running into the house with his find; it was the skull of a rabbit my husband had buried there a few years previously when I had brought the deceased home from school to dispose of the much loved class pet's body ( I should probably explain I was a primary teacher and it had passed away due to old age). Needless to say we didn't disillusion our son until several years later, he was so proud of his find :-)

What a story you were lucky it didn't ' blow' I found a gold ring in my previous garden whoever it belonged to must have had tiny fingers it would hardly fit on the top of my little finger it was definitely a ring it had a vacant shield shaped place on the front for initials , we also found old broken pipes ...

It sounds like you were very lucky to have not been blown to pieces yourself !