The Church c1960, Arlesey
The Church c1960, Arlesey Ref: A160001
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Arlesey & local memories
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THE LAKE
THE LAKE as we called it was the other side of the bunny hills, brings back memories of our childhood. The house nearby was once occupied by the Manager of the brick company, that dug out the clay that created the lake, he was our great Grand dad Aaron Gibbs, he died long before I was born but our Granny Hay was his daughter, she lived at 40 Stotfold Road and we used to listen intently as she told us of her rather strict but privileged childhood. We would spend hours at the lake and surrounding area during our school holidays, when we stayed with my Gran we always made our way to the lake every day, there always seem to be some relatives visiting at the same time and we all loved playing over there.
Early Days
I remember Arlesey with great affection where I lived in Hospital Road from 1941 to 1950. I attended the village school next to the Three Tuns pub, leaving at 14 to become a trainee lab. assistant in the path. lab. of the local Fairfield Hospital and gained the nick name, "professor" from my old school mates. Entertainment was the Cosy cinema, a corrugated iron building at the end of Hospital Road. Across the railway bridge opened out to the common where cows grazed and went down to the river to water and cool down in the summer. It was also a place for ball games and walks over to Henlow, passing a pig farm on the way. I remember fishing in Arlesey Pits as we called it then. There was an old post office in the High Street where you stepped down from the pavement to enter the dark interior. There was also the baker's where you could watch the dough being kneaded by a fascinating machine through the window. The cottage... Read more
Fairfield Hospital
I was a patient in Fairfield Hospital in 1969 and I made many friends in there with other patients and also with workers who lived in Arlesey. They all helped in my recovery and I am 75 now and have never looked back. Thanks Arlesy.
My Dad, Dennis
Hello. My dad was born in Arlesey 1926 at 77 High Street, his name is Dennis James Saunderson. His mother was Ada Lillian Saunderson and his father was Arthur Taleyson Jones, they married in Biggleswade registry office December 24th 1924. My grandfather disappered after 1926, and his mother went back to her maiden name. I would be grateful if anyone out there has family who lived there at that time, could tell me why or where or what happened at that time? Thank you so much. 77 High Street was where they all lived with Ada's grandparents, Hannah and Charles Saunderson. Thank you, I have been looking for information for over 13 years and haven't got any family alive now that can tell me. From Mrs Denise Saunderson-Charter.
Arlesey Bedfordshire
When my dad was demobbed after the war in 1946, we had to move back to London because of his job. We had all our funiture put on a lorry, and the local publican, a Ted Bland, delivered us to a requestioned place over a shop in Hornsey Road, Holloway, Islington, London. This became the second phase in my wonderful childhood, but it took some time to get used to the locals, at the finish they turned out to be the best people you could ever meet, but while we tried to settle in we were pining for Arlesey, and could not wait to go for a visit to my gran, grandad and cousin Terry, we idolised him. My eldest brother Ted was always his biggest fan. We would go to Kings Cross and pick up the Birch Brothers coach, and sit back and enjoy the wonderful scenic route through the countryside, eventually arriving at the Henlow crossroads two hours later. We stayed with them at 40 Stofold Road. Next... Read more
WONDERFUL CHILDHOOD IN ARLESEY HOUSE 19401946
I was born in Arlesey in 1940 in the large house next to St Peter's church, it was a lovely old place. My mother took my brother Ted and sister Marion to Arlesey when things started to get bad in Islington, London. I was born November 14th 1940, the night the Germans bombed Coventry. They said the bombers were flying over Arlesey all night, my dad said some were so low you could almost throw a stone at them. My gran lived in no 40 Stofold Road. After the war we spent many a happy summer holiday with her and my grandad and cousin Terry, it was lovely. My first memory was fighting with my sister Marion who was to ring the bell to let my Aunt Mary and her children know it was dinner time. We had rooms on the ground floor in Arlesey House, she and her three children lived upstairs. The summers seemed to always be sunny, none more so when my brother Frank was born on... Read more
