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Stamford Bridge| Wilberfoss| Sand Hutton| Elvington| Sutton On Derwent| Heslington| Huntington| Strensall| Fulford| Pocklington
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My Dad's Disembarkation 3rd May 1946 ?
Hello, one and all. This may be a tad queer, however, I have acquired my biological dad's Second World War records, James Paul Shelly (1917-1984,RIP), who was attached to the 6th South Wales Borderers, near the end of the Second World War he sailed to India (ship?), then Burma, then Sumatra, and Singapore. My question is why was STRENSALL listed? It seems a bit strange to me. His Army number was 983852. Sincerely. Seamus P J Fogarty, in Maryland, USA.
Uncle Cecil''s Farm
My brother and I would stay with Granny during the holidays, she lived at 'Cregeen' in a row of houses on Princess Street, near the railway crossing. Granny's brother Cecil had a farm out along the lane in this picture, my brother and I would walk out to the farm, over this bridge. The photo looks toward Strensall from the road to Uncle Cecil's farm. I remember that there was a milk churn stand on this road, and we'd take Cecil's empty churns off the stand and carry them back to the milking barn for him.
Four Years Old
My earliest memories were in Fulford, York, at the tail end of the 1960s before my parents moved me to South Yorkshire at the age of six in 1971. My father worked at what was then called the Labour Exchange in York. He was later promoted to a position in ACAS and did very well. He was born and bred in Fulford and my grandmother lived there until she died in 1980. I often wonder how my life would have been if we stayed there. I went to Fulford infant school. We lived on the modern housing estate at the back of the motorway. Mum would pick me up from school in the blue Anglia car. You don't see many of those now. Mum was very young and beautiful. She wore mini skirts in those days. As a little boy I thought that was normal as all women are supposed to be beautiful and wear mini skirts. I would cry at school over the daftest things because I didn't have... Read more
Hanging on A Rope
Many a day I would walk into into York and would find time enough to walk along the Ouse River. I was approaching the railway bridge and saw four lads playing silly on a swing rope which was hanging but a few feet from the Banking side. Many times I had seen these lads or lads like them swing on the rope and get much pendulum where, when the rope with them on it was far enough high and out towards the center of the river, they'd let go and drop into the river. There, on this day, was a young lad who was roughly five feet five inches tall and was of a slender figure jumping onto the rope. He was trying to get the pendulum going, but because the wind was against him he could hardly get momentum. It was just then the rope slipped down a few feet with him hanging onto the rope in sheer fright. The rope had been tied secure... Read more
The Paardeburg Memorial.
This is the Paardeburg Memorial (the Green Howards). Due to the amalgamation of the East and West Yorkshire Regt. our name is now what the regiment has always called itself. The Green Howards Regt Association carry out the service of remembrance on the Saturday before the national day in the area of the Paardeburg Memorial and lay their wreath there.
On my Way Into Town or to Visit my Friend Steve Flanagan
Having lived in the U.S now for 35 years this photo makes me very homesick as I haven't seen the old place since 1972! I remember walking down Lord Mayor's Walk and turning the corner next to the building on the right which used to be a greengrocer shop. Our Mam used to send us here to buy daffodils. Just underneath the arch on the right of the Bar there used to be a Butcher's shop that sold great pork sausages. Just a bit farther on I'd turn right into a little lane/street where my best friend Steve Flanagan lived. His back yard looked out onto the Bar Walls which we would climb up and play on the battlements. Wonderful memories. I wonder how much the place has changed after all these years?
Shops
My family lived on the road approaching Monk Bar (behind photographer) from about 1950, through the 1980s and my Dad is still there, so this was our route into the City. The shop facing on the Right was for many years Bulmers secondhand shop. Behind that was a greengrocers, Wrightsons. Opposite is a public house and behind that was Brooke's fishmonger's where Mum bought Halibut steak once a week - I used to love sucking the bone - very tasty fish! It was fresh from Scarborough that morning.
