The Crossways c1965, Bracknell
The Crossways c1965, Bracknell Ref: B172080
Memories of The Crossways c1965, Bracknell
Child's Heaven
Memories fade, but I walked down here often and think that on one of these corners was the delightful "Kiddies Korner". Board games stacked high, Action Man and associated bits, Corgi cars, Major Matt Mason Mattell's Man in Space (fantastic allitteration!). Bliss it was to be alive in that time, but to be young, was very heaven!
Bracknell & local memories
Read and share memories of Bracknell and Berkshire inspired by Frith photos.
Mrs Murphy
The shop next to the pub. By the time we arrived in Bracknell in the sixties, and certainly until I left for Uni in the seventies, was a newsagents and I am pretty sure it was run by Mrs Murphy. We had regular magazines ordered there (it was easy for father commuting to London from the station just to the left of this picture) and I seem to recall these were all kept in a shopping basked suspended from the ceiling! Why? - I never thought to ask, but thus it was, and we all rummaged to find ours. Odd really, because Mrs Murphy was very short.
Bracknell
Hi Peter, if your dad was a bricklayer I believe I worked with him for Sergents of Bracknell. Let me know, I would love to talk to you about him. Kindest regards, Ron Ponsford.
In The Choir
Chour Master was a Mr Faulkner, he had a great influence on me during my time in the church choir. He had a Morris Minor FRX83, green, I have never forgotten it. He used to pick me up for practice every week, and insisted that our cassock/surplice was always smart. To the right of the gates was where all new members got initiated, they were placed on the wall laying down, then rolled off onto the ground, we thought that was great, or we took them into the foyer and tried to get them to touch the light switch, telling them it was live. I can laugh now, but we all went through it. We got paid as well so we went to most services, I even got to pull the bells, now that was great. Colin
Searl Street
Oh, what a joy to find this photograph. Between the Market Inn and the shop was a little unmade lane called Searl Street. I was born at number five, at my grandparents' house, in October 1945.
Over the years I returned to Bracknell on many occasions to visit relatives, the last time I visited was in the 1980s and I was shocked to find the lane had disappeared, along with the house I was born in.
If anyone out there remembers the Tomkins family please leave a post.
