Clare, Callis Street c1960
Clare, Callis Street c1960 Ref: c512004
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My Grandparents stayed here in 1955
My Grandparents stayed here in 1955, they had emigrated to Canada in 1951 and come "home" on Holiday.
I have the original receipt for their stay!
Greetings from Canada eh!
Shared on Monday, November 06, 2006
I am putting this on here to contact Carefree....did you go to Clare Secondary School and start in 1 Alpha? If so you sat next to me on your first day at school there!!!! If so I have thought of you no end of times over the years and wondered how you have got on. looks as if the answer may be 'very well'!!!!!
Shared on Monday, August 17, 2009
When I was a child I lived in foster care in Hartest and one of my fondest memories is of riding my bike down Harvest Hill. Many years have gone by since my carefree, days of feeling the joy of rideing that bike and the fun I had going down that hill. I now live in Biloxi, Missouri in the USA on the Gulf of Mexico.
Shared on Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Can any one from Hartest remember the local boys having cycle races around the Green?
Shared on Thursday, July 23, 2009
The only school in Haverhill was The Cangle. The new secondary modern, now known as Castle Manor, had not yet been finished. We arrived at school very bewildered being the first of the Londoners and feeling like aliens. I made a new friend in the short while I had been in Haverhill. His name was Michael Geagon, I didn't know at the time but his family was Irish, not that that meant anything. I was shown to my classroom and it turned out to be the same classroom as my older sister, they had got it wrong, I found out later that day. That upset me because now I was really on my own. First day in the playground Michael had told everybody I was from London and that I could beat anybody up, that was news to me, so he started picking fights with the locals for me to hit them. I had never hit anybody in my short life so far but I did just the once. I don't even know who he was, fortunately I got away with that but never did it again, it scared me senseless.
On the way to school we passed the local bakery, you could smell it miles away, the one and only Ellis's, serving lovely rolls, one roll would cost you one old penny and it was buttered with real butter.
I don't think I have many bad memories of my early days in Haverhill. When I think of any more I will tell all.
p.s. Does anybody remember me from those days? Just to let anybody know who may read this memory of mine that Ellis the baker shut their doors for good in December 2008 (sad day).
Shared on Saturday, January 26, 2008


