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It's All Chicken Feed!
Hello all, my name is Robin Harries, and in 1965 I was a teenager. Mr Moore (I think Len was his name) used to drive the Ford van and deliver to our farm (which was Cwmdraw Farm) with the chicken feed. He was a lovely man, and when you spoke to him about anything, which he thought was amazing, he would always reply by saying "Due Due Due" (I think thats how you spell it) which I have been told is Welsh for "God". Sometimes my father would need more corn because we had been to Abergavenny market and bought more...
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A memory of Pontllanfraith in Gwent by Robin Harries
Dad's Old Daimler
We remember the excitement of seeing this postcard at Wallasey post office and realising that the black car was Dad's old Daimler. We could make out the number with a magnifying glass at the time. We recently returned from Scotland on a trip to revisit some old haunts and see how things had changed. Some were good and some were disappointing. These photos remind us of how things were when we grew up in Wallasey.
A memory of Wallasey in Merseyside by Margaret And Kay Nesbitt
Holidays In Laugharne
I and my family stayed at the Ferry House, next to the Boat House from 1965 to 1973. The house was then owned by the wife of my dad's boss and we used to be able to go for a fortnight each summer. We used to park our car, with permission, on the drive of a big house opposite Dylan Thomas's writing shed, and then everything - bedding, food and personal belongings - had to be carried along the cliff walk and down the steps to the Ferry House. Each summer we used to scan the estuary from the top of...
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A Glance Backwards
I came to live in Stadhampton in 1954 from Henley on Thames. My father was the village Policeman. I found that even for 1954 life in Stadhampton was comparatively primitive compared with what I was used to! But it was a very good life for all that. Life was gentler, slower and bore far more comparison with Victorian England than I had been used to. The village was full of 'characters'. George the Postman still suffered from Second World War shell shock. He could not/did not speak, just 'zuzzed' his way through life. He...
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A memory of Stadhampton in Oxfordshire by John Harker
Carole's Memories.
I was born in the house that lays back just out of view in this photo. The house was built in 1954 and our family were the only people to live there up until my father's death in 2008. I was born in the house, as were both my sisters. At that time the house was a tied cottage to the farm called Sharvels that was at the bottom of Cock Hill. In later years the farm was sold to Crown Properties and then later still the property was taken on by the local housing authority. There was a butcher...
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A memory of Peasmarsh in East Sussex by Carole Watson
Family Holidays In The 1950s
I was born in 1942 and brought up in Walthamstow in NE London. We were a working class family and Dad always managed to provide us with 2 weeks' holiday somewhere. How we came to holiday in Wroxall is still a bit of a mystery. Neither Mum nor Dad had ever been to the Isle of Wight before. In August 1952 we had the first of three annual fortnights holidays on the Island.
The first year,1952, we stayed in a different lodging each week. I expect the accommodation was found in 'Daltons Weekly'. The first week we stayed at a Guest House...
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A memory of Wroxall in Isle Of Wight by Roy Beiley
Childhood Home
I lived opposite the church for 17 years. This photograph of St Margaret's Church brings back many fond memories of growing up in Aberaman. It reminds me of a time when the pace of life was much slower and less complicated.St Margaret's Sunday School in the 1950s would organize a yearly summer day trip to Porthcawl which was always held on a Saturday. All us children would be armed with our buckets and spades, very excited, waiting for the steam train at Aberaman low level station. Children went free, adults 2/6d return.
At St Margaret's Church Hall, Cardiff Road, concerts,...
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A memory of Aberaman in Mid Glamorgan by Beryl Allinson
Up The Hammers!
At the end of the 1972/1973 football season, and at the age of 17, I went for the first (and only) time to the annual Hammer of the Year dance at East Ham town Hall organised by West Ham United. I went with my friend Diane Legg.
There I was asked for a dance by a young man, which was a surprise to me as I never had much to do with boys. This time, for some reason I said yes to the dance.
I found out his name was Brian and he worked in the City at the Standard & Chartered...
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A memory of East Ham in Greater London by Ann Martin
