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Small Boy Memories.
I lived as a child in Down Road, Alveston (at Barton Cottage - now demolished) from 1959 to 1964 and have great memories of Thornbury. Having no car in those days the family would march down the hill into Thornbury to Mass on Sunday, occasionally hitching a lift with a fellow parishioner, possibly a Mr Sheppard who drove a large Austin Cambridge car. The church in those days was part of a small house in, I think, St Mary's Street behind the High street. I vividly remember a small pink painted cottage on the Thornbury - Alveston Road that had a fine display of red glassware displayed in the windows. Is it still there, anyone? The view depicted in the 1954 photo was little changed from when I remember it. I can remember visiting the toy shop in this picture, I think it may have been called Moggs, and I still have some toy cars from this shop! Shopping trips were punctuated with a trip to the Mayor's... Read more
Mogg's
Paul Martin is right saying the premises were Mogg's toy shop. He owned the shop, was the local cubmaster and I am almost certain he was the local Father Christmas.
Obliquely opposite was a small grocer and I was once given 6d. to go into the shop to buy 2 bottles of Heinz salad cream by a lady who was entertaining at home and had already exceeded her ration!
Whitethorn Morris Dance at The Iron Acton Folk Festival
The village of Iron Acton had both a Folk Club and a Folk Festival in the 1980's.
I remember a beautiful summer weekend - probably 1983 - when Whitethorn Morris were invited to the Festival. We camped in a field at the back of the village pub which may have been The Lamb Inn. The dancers and musicians took over all the field in our tents and vans! We made the pub the centre of our weekend's activities. It was hot and sunny and we needed the pub not just for a cool beer but also for washing facilities for all of us campers!
Whitethorn Morris looked good in their scarlet and blue kit and the Whitethorn Band sounded great with accordians, melodeons, drums and even a trombone and a penny whistle!
My memories of this are happy ones as I really enjoyed playing my Hohner piano accordian and leading the band. Even the local paper must have liked us as they ran... Read more
Annual Visit
My parents, Fred & Marjorie La Touche, always took us to visit our great aunt & uncle Curtis,who lived at Cottage of Content in Harris Barton.At one time this was a pub, (perhaps someone has a photo of it ) but then it was a smallholding. Coming from the town of Swindon, it was marvellous to be able to go & pick plums from the orchard & tomatoes from the greenhouses. We used to arrive by train at Coalpit heath & walk from there under the viaduct & across the fields, which were always full of cows. Now there is a housing estate on the field. There were always gypsies camping at the back of the smallholding, down by the brook. They were always very friendly families & never caused any trouble. It was lovely to see them cooking round their fire.
My great uncle's home only had paraffin lamps, which gave a lovely atmosphere, slightly better than the old hole in the ground toilet in the back garden. It... Read more
Bitter Sweet Memories Of St Cathrines Boarding School
I arrived in 1955, I was there for three years. I was not happy there, it was like a jail to me. I do recall the names of Clive Wood and Peter Adams - I do not recall any of the others. There was a girl with a birthmark on her face, her first name was Rita, I think. Do you remember a girl called Diana? she had Tourette's Syndrome. Remember the cellar? We would all congregate there sometimes. What was that matrons name that used to watch us boys in the bathtub? I used to think she was a voyeur. When I was there, the big thing to do was raid the pantry at midnight. Someone used to have the key. We used to take the cans of Nutmeat. It was 'ghastly' I can't remember how we ever got those cans open - we didn't have a can opener. Does anyone remember a boy named Bill Shea ? I remember Mr Thunder, I think he was a music teacher, not sure. I loved... Read more
When I Was A Lad....
Ahh.. What a rush of memories return to my mind as I ponder the view of the vale of Almondsbury laid out before me. I grew up in the lower village (then known as marshwell crescent). My father's family hailed from the deepest depths of Patchway common, where my Grandfather was the local Cobbler (always making ready the boots of the local gypsies as they prepared to make their yearly trek to Kent for the hop picking season, and paying my grandfather on their return from picking). I have wonderful memories of running, hiding, and enjoying family picnics on the tumps, and enjoying a glass of cool lemonade from the local pub (Swan on the hill), while my parents inbibed a glass of a more portly brew. Every weekend, we local lads would wind our way down to the marshes, to catch our share of elvers who were always there in abundance, living in the myriad of reens that inhabit that marsh area. I can truly say from the bottom... Read more
Almondsbury
I know the above scene well! I attended the Knole Park house - now sadly demolished - which was then a boarding school, St. Catherine's. One weekend we went on a day trip to the shore of the Severn.......fascinating place. Would love to go sometime and spend a night at the Old Bowl Inn. I understand that St.Mary's in Lower Almondsbury is now a closed church.........I remember walking down the hill on numerous occasions and seeing the War Memorial. I was on holiday with a friend in the late sixties in Bristol and took a trip to Almondsbury and my old school, but found it deserted and empty with grass in back of the house much overgrown.......a very eerie experience. The private homes along the left-hand side of the driveway as you approached the building were still occupied, it seemed. Anyone else have any knowledge of memories of this?
I grew up in London (Ealing is my hometown) and moved to Washington,... Read more
