St Mary's Parish Church c1955, Hendon
Memories of St Mary's Parish Church c1955, Hendon
St Mary's Church
I was baptised in this church and belonged to the Youth Club. The Vicar at that time, was Rev. Welch, and 'Doc' ran the Youth Club. After church on Sundays we all used to go into the pub for a shandy, including the verger. I have the photo above, on my wall here in my home in New Zealand....I noticed that some of the lovely buildings next to the church have been removed and the trees have gone.
My Grandmother, Sarah Regan
My grandmother's funeral was in April of 1959; she used to live at 2 Johns Avenue from1910 to 1943 when she moved to her daughter's house in Harrow. My grandfather, John Regan, was also buried there in July 1934, in the very early years he was a brick-layer and worked with stone doing work on the walls at the front of the church. My parents married there in July 1935; through to her later years I would go with my gran to put flowers on his grave. It was with very great sadness that on visit from New Zealand in 1987 to find my grandparent's grave had with a number others gone, the vicar I spoke to, to see what I could find out (reasons why etc...), took little or no interest in my questions. A local hearing my questions very kindly explained that graves not visited and over grown etc... the space was given to a local school. Now, I have no problem with that, common sense I guess,... Read more
Hendon & local memories
Read and share memories of Hendon and Greater London inspired by Frith photos.
The Time Bomb on Bell Vue Terrace
I can add information about the September bombing and suggest that one reason for the low number of casualities was that it was a time bomb that landed on Bell Vue Terrace. Aunt Alice and Daisy lived at number 6 and tell me that they heard the bomb come down but then there was no immediate explosion. They were told to smash all the windows to allow for the blast to go through the houses. This was done and everyone got to safety before the bomb went off (in thirty minutes). This included an older lady who lived upstairs, I believe at number 8. I actually met her in 1954 on a visit. Fortunately, No.6 suffered less damage but the other side of the terrace suffered much more damage and the houses could not be repaired. My personal story starts in 1943 though my mother took the house next door to number 6 earlier (I believe number 8) since the previous tenants did not return. We left about 1946... Read more
Sainsburys, Brent Street
Brent Street was a typical suburban or small town high street. There were no really large stores but a selection of individual shops. The range of shops was remarkable with several grocers, bakers, greengrocers, butchers, chemists, fish shops, newsagents and hairdressers. There was a drapers and ladies clothing store, a gentlemen's outfitters, furniture store, hardware shop, shoe shop, electrical store, dry cleaners and fish and chip shop. In the distance in this photograph, on the right of Brent Street, the building with two prominent chimneys was Sainsburys, standing on the far corner of New Brent Street. Immediately behind the store was 'the debris', houses of New Brent Street and North Street bombed on 19 September 1940, in the early days of the Blitz, with 5 killed, 1 injured and 16 made homeless. The Sainsburys building had two storeys above the shop, with further attic rooms with dormer windows, occupied by shop workers. There was a green wooden door on New Brent Street leading to a metal staircase... Read more
Greengrocers in Vivian Ave
My Saturday and school holiday job was working for the greengrocers, can't remember their name, next to ABC bread shop. Really nice people and gave me a life long understanding of quality fruit & veg. My bike was a new greengrocers gas pipe special with a flat frame on the front for orange boxes full of fruit & veg. Was young an fit then and used to ride very fast down the side streets of Hendon delivering to mostly Jewish customers. All fruit and veg was collected that morning from the old covent garden market, central London, now a tourist spot. We lived in West Hendon near old Staples corner, it was a wonderful time to be young and living in NW London.
WW2 British Restaurant
Towards the end of the war a 'British Restaurant' was built in Brent Street, immediately to the left of this photograph viewpoint and directly opposite the Brampton Grove junction (Barclays Bank as shown in this photograph stood on one corner of Brampton Grove and the Post Office on the other). It was a fairly large restaurant that served basic, wholesome meals at reasonable cost and 'off the ration'. With my mother working during the war, we had the occasional meal at this restaurant, as I recall more for the convenience in saving her cooking than the 'stretching' of our rations. The building was of a utility, temporary structure and disappeared shortly after the end of the war. Another recollection of Brampton Grove, joining Brent Street and The Burroughs, is that it was used for parking buses from Hendon Bus Garage, which was then opposite Hendon Technical College. This was a precaution to minimise air-raid losses, no doubt considered... Read more
Fly Past C 1944
I well remember the line of elm trees beyond the lady pushing the pram. On a sunny afternoon I recall playing in the park when a V1 'Doodlebug' with its distinctive, pulsating jet engine flew low over the trees, (right to left in this photo) chased by a Spitfire. As a defensive measure fighter aircraft attempted to fly alongside the V1 seeking an opportunity to tip the wing of a Doodlebug to crash it in a harmless, unpopulated location. On a nostalgic visit to Hendon in 2001 it was sad to see that the elm trees had all been felled, presumably as a result of Dutch Elm Disease.
My friend lived in the caretakers flat ,'Lingley', (not shown in photo). We used to go to the 'Tech Dances' which were held once a month in the winter months. We were all members of the Parish Youth Club, our summer evenings would be sometimes spent playing rounders in the park on Greyhound Hill, and a shandy in the Greyhound after. I married a New Zealander and moved to NZ, I have been back a few times.
I was a victim of the Hendon bombing in 1941 aged 5. We used to live York Road with a lot of our uncles and aunts with the name of Long. We were made homeless through the bombing and put into the church hall on the Edgware Road as temporary accommodation, until other housing was found for us. We finished up at 37 Park Road. My sister and I went to Algernon Road School and then to Brent Secondary Modern. If anybody had the same experience, I would like to hear from them.
Broomgrove Gardens, Edgware
I was born at 19 Broomgrove Gardens, Edgware in 1933. Although the address was Edgware the closest railway station was Burnt Oak. I went to Staglane Primary school and the Headmistress' name was Miss Palmer. My dad worked at DeHavilands as a toolmaker and was involved with the manufacture of Dehaviland aircraft motors. I was with my dad when he heard on his crystal set that the war had started in 1939. We then learned the sound of the air raid warning siren and the sound of the all clear siren. Brick air raid shelters were built along one side of the roads and the gas was turned off all the street lights so that streets were not visible from the air at night time. Curtains had to be made out of a heavy material so that not even a chink of light could be seen from outside... I will continue this story from time to time. I am now living in Australia -I emigrated as a 10 pound... Read more
Wow, these photographs bring back some great memories of Hendon & in particular 80a Vivian Avenue in early 1969. For a couple of months then, I stayed, with the help of a little tolerance on behalf of the guys I shared the flat with, above the dentist. The lad's were Phil, Trevor, John & Stevie. One of the girls who came by was Mel & I think it was her hamster who absconded sometimes. Usually, a few day's later, there'd be a call from the dentist downstairs (who was also the Landlord), a really good guy, asking one of us to retrieve it; the look on the faces of the people in the dentist's chair was great. We were a sort of hippy bunch called the Hendon Heads. Anyhow, I went back up to Glasgow in May 1969. I took some beautiful memories of a lovely place & the best flatmates you could have. If any of the above read this I would love to... Read more
I was born on Eaton Road, my parents were Phil and Elsie Meadows. We played in the bomb craters and our milk was delivered by horse and wagon. We moved to Mill Hill when we learned our houses were being torn down. My dad's whole family lived on this road - good old days.
Oh yes! I remember the town hall all right!
I was 13 yrs old and a pupil at St. Marys,
I was tagging along one lunchtime behind three somewhat more adventurous
friends of mine and passing the town hall, when quite suddenly they produced fireworks (bangers in fact) and proceeded to run into the lobby of that building and "let them off" the resounding noise caused a number of people within the building to suffer a certain degree of shock!
Unfortunately for my "friends" they were recognised and duly hauled before the headmaster which resulted in a public caning before the whole school (after the girls were told to leave)
The seriousness of the public event was somewhat marred by the fact that as one boy was receiving his "dues" a rather load noise was heard coming from the area that receiving the attention of the cane! I'm afraid that the whole hall erupted into laughter much to the consternation of the headmaster!.
These things one never... Read more
Willesden High Road
Ah yes the library. Shame that they are in decline. The Bus Garage, did you know Billy Cotten (as in the showband) worked there. The Electric light house, Stubbings for radio gear where I saved up on my paper round to buy my first crystal set. That got me interested in radio. What was the general store on the left side on a corner. Was it "FRYS" a general hardware shop, it seemed to sell just about everything from mangles to bootlaces! Then going up to opposite the tube station there was a stamp shop where I used to have a good look around. Just wish I had my stamp album now! Happy days without mobile phones :-) Jim Rabbitts, ex 17 Normanby Road, NW10
Hendon Fire Station
After my training as a Fireman I was posted to Hendon Blue Watch who were a great bunch of guys but notorious for their practical jokes! We had many a pint in the Greyhound and the Chequers, after work. Bye for now, Jim Rabbitts.
WHERE I CURRENTLY LIVE!!
I live on the 1st floor of the black building next to the white block of flats... I can see the window where I normally have a nice view of Watford Way from the war memorial leading to Hendon central...swwweeet!!
At last, Brent Street as I remembered it all those years ago. I would have been 7 years old when this picture was taken. I was born in New Brent Street and shortly moved to Bellvue Road. I went to Bell Lane Infant School.
I would go shopping with my mum along Brent Street. I remember 'Rossins' the bakers, where mum would buy me a tiny hovis loaf, then there was 'Home & Colonials' that smelled of all sorts of cooked meats. At the corner of Bellvue Road and Brent Street was 'Phillips' grocery shop where the shop girls would give me Penguin bars.
The Classic cinema was in Bellvue Road, and I used to sit at my bedroom window in the evening watching all the people comimg and going to the cinema. Then there was 'Saturday Morning Pictures' at the cinema which I think was called The Odeon. All it cost was sixpence for a morning's entertainment.
You could buy an iced lolly for one penny at the... Read more
Martins Stores, 51 Watford Way
I worked as a delivery boy at Martins stores between 1965 and 1967. I had a large delivery bike with a basket on the front and delivered all around the Hendon area, often getting soaked through in the winter. The store moved to Vivian Ave in the 1970s. I can recall the Watford Way when it was not a dual carriage-way and you risked life and limb trundling the bike across 6 lanes of traffic.
The Greyhound Pub
this is the Greyhound pub next to st Marys Church. Both my Grandfather's downed many a pint here, my Dad learned how to drink here too. My Mum lived at 53 Sunny Gardens road behind the church and had to go and collect her father on a Sunday for dinner. One of my ancestors "Charles Bocking Rogers" is buried in the church graveyard under the tree. In my family research I've been here twice now and each time had a pint of Bombadier and raised a glass to my ancestors.
all the best
That's where we lived - above the shops in Queens Mansions!
I am sitting here bawling my eyes out from nostalgia!! Downstairs there was an optician and just a bit down the hill there was a hairdresser's shop where gorgeous David worked....
On the left side, there was Woolworths and later on one of the first Wimpy Bars...
Jean Philip (Kushner)
Suzanne and I used to play truant from Sunday School... This is the exact spot where we got caught by my mother (What are YOU doing here??!)...
There was Goldstein's deli, where we used to buy the most delcious sweet & sour cucumber straight from the barrel, wrap it in paper and eat it in the street.
On Sunday's my dad used to get smoked salmon; went up the street a bit to buy fresh bagels at Ben Jacob's.... mmmmmmm
Cochrane & Son Hardware Shop in Hendon
My grandfather, Reg Cochrane, owned the Cochrane & Son hardware shop in Hendon in (I think) the 1950's and 60's. He used to deliver heating oil as well. Does anyone remember it? If so, I'd love to hear about any memories. I'm not even sure exactly where it was - they lived on Great North Way, so possibly Watford Way area? His son (my father) Don, who worked in his father's shop as a small boy, is now in a nursing home having had a stroke, and I am trying to put together some recollections of his childhood years.
Saturday Morning Flicks
I remember going to the Gaumont Saturday morning pictures. My mum also worked as an usherette in the evenings sometimes.
Our family moved from Churchill Road, Willesden to the country right out to Dudden Hill, in Normanby Road. The entrance to the park was just down the end of the road near the old iron bridge. There was a rather short tree to the right of the entrance that for some reason I would continuously climb as if it was my passport to the glorious Gladstone Park. There were three paths one straight up to the house, right to a lovely flowered tree route to the playswings. and the left took around the rear of the swimming pool. I had many happy days there when my body was a shrine! It looks a bit different now, I'm 63, ok 64 this August. In between the pool upwards was an area of scrubland which was a bit like Vietnam. Thank God we didnt have real gun ! And the government didnt conscript us years later because we had already gone through our basic training. :-) I got into making model gliders, it was a... Read more
Gaumont Cinema/Greyhound Pub
I lived opposite K Garage at 476, Watford Way, a little way north of the Gaumont cinema. I also, along with friends from St Mary's School, Hendon, and my girlfriend (I like to think!), Susan Booker, the daughter of the publican of the Greyhound, went to Saturday morning pictures at the Gaumont.
I along with my friend Mickey Standon, used to do deliveries on the monster grocery bike of wines and spirits for the wine store in Vivien Avenue off of the Central. This would be before we left St Mary's around 1960.
I left 476 at the age of 19 and was shocked and surprised to find on my return to my old 'haunts' that my old school, dating from 1707, had been demolished and a 'modern pile' had taken its place.
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