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House bears a date stone of 1840 and another stone with the initials J. R. E. The lease was taken on by Binham farmer Mr. Charles Clubb and his wife, Mary Ann, from Gentlemen Henry Cooke and Thomas Hanworth Rackham of Catton, for a term of seven years, from 11th October 1876 at the annual rent of £16. On 20th June 1888 Messrs, Harry Bullard, Fred Bullard and John Boyce requested that Mr. Clubb renew the lease for a further seven years on the same terms. For Sale by Auction Saturday 29th September 1883, in occupation of Messrs. Bullard & Sons, or their undertenant. Licence renewed Monday 4th February 1907 in spite of the sanitary arrangements being unsatisfactory. The Bench were advised that orders had been given for the work to be done. No mention of fate of house in Licence Register but sold to a private buyer in 1959 to be a dwelling house. Mr. Couchman went to the CHEQUERS  October 1957 - Mrs & Mrs Couchman. Image thanks to Gus Ives - who advises :- The attached photo shows the landlord and his wife of The Black Horse, Binham taken in October 1957. Mrs Couchman, nee Platten, was my fathers cousin. She was born in Glandford, Norfolk in about 1886 and met Albert in Croydon where they married in 1914. I lived with my parents in Norwich and earlier in 1957 my parents bought their first car (a 1934 Hillman). This gave my father the opportunity to try and find some of his long lost relations in Norfolk. My father obviously knew that he had a cousin in Binham so a trip was taken to try and find her. I remember going into the pub - there was no bar counter and people (predominantly men or possibly all men) were sitting around the perimeter of the room. I seem to recall that all conversation stopped as we entered the room. A man - who turned out to be the landlord asked what we wanted to drink and having taken our order disappeared through a door in the far corner of the room and returned with our drinks on a tray. All customers were served the same way in the pub. My father asked him if cousin was there to which his response was a gruff "Who wants to know?". Once my father explained that he was the ladies cousin he immediately softened and went to get her. We did not go there very often - maybe two or three times at the most. I remember that the landlord and his wife telling us that the brewery were going to close the pub and that the brewery had given him two options. One was to buy the freehold of The Blackhorse (at a very good price I imagine) the other was to take on The Chequers. I understood that was what he intended to do. Unfortunately we did not go there again so I do not know what happened. |
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