Hello everyone, I have been wondering all my life where this scary place was, I never knew the name of it, all I knew was it was in Broadstairs Kent, very near the sea. As I remember, we had to go down onto the beach in the freezing weather for a daily walk; I was there in December 1949. The Christmas Tree was in the ...Read full memory
Hi all, I'm hoping someone can help me. I attended a boarding school in Dumptom Gap, Broardstairs 1965/1966 as I had asthma. I have found the building when I returned to Broardstairs a few years ago but can't seem to find any trace of the school! The heads name as I remember was Mrs Hubbard, the school was ...Read full memory
I remember coming here as a child. My Mum used to go to Broadstairs every year when she was young & we used to have day-trips for my Mum & Nan as a nostalgic visit. We always used to go into this cafe (can just see windows on left of pic) for breakfast & even after 40 odd years it was still being run by the same family and they ...Read full memory
I was left here in 1953 at the age of 5 by my parents. It was run by nuns. My parents walked away and left me there and I didn't know why or what I had done wrong. Later my mother said it was because I was too thin. It has had an effect on me the rest of my life. i cried and cried every ...Read full memory
I was sent to a convelecent home in Broadstairs but I don't know the name. I must have been 5 years old, I lived in London at the time. I remember being put on a coach and being seen off by my parents and wondering why they looked sad. I also can only remember being told I had a shadow on the lung. Regarding the home; I ...Read full memory
As a wee lad of 7 o r8, I had (I think) TB, my illness was called debility. My only memories are, an ambulance at my home in Walsall, my mom/dad waving and the tears, 2 nuns and then a hell of a long scary train ride. Margate was my destination and I was there for about 2 years +, then from there I was sent to the Isle of ...Read full memory
I think I might have been here in the 1950s, I was sent here after I left hospital with pneumonia and brochitis. I was sent there for 6 weeks. I remember they made you drink hot milk, yuk. My parents never came to visit, I think it was because they could not afford the fare from London W10. There was a song that all the kids ...Read full memory
Oh, my goodness, the memories come flooding back when I started to read some of the stories. Yes, mine was very much the same as most of yours was. I was taken to Victoria Station and put on the train with a nun. I remember sleeping in the dorm and wetting the bed. Eating dry boiled potatoes that made me gag. Walking ...Read full memory
I was in a children's convalescent home in Broadstairs in (I think) 1961. I was sent on a train from Westminster Children's Hospital and spent some time there. I don't know the name of the place and didn't like it, I was ill whilst there. Would love to share experiences and chat with others. I was aged six at ...Read full memory
I was at St. Marys Convalescent Home, as it was known then, around 1947. I was seven years old and spent a whole year there. My name then was Carole Hunt. I was sent there from Great Ormond Street Hospital in London, as I had a shaddow on my lung which they said was T.B. but as far as I know ...Read full memory
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