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I Break my Arm
Soon after the end of WW2, we stayed in Frampton on Severn, at the home of my Uncle Percy and his wife Mary.
My Uncle Percy worked on an Estate, possibly Frampton Court.
With some of the local lads we liked to visit, what they called "the Hock" where we walked along the edge of the River Severn when the river level was low.
During that holiday I fell and broke my arm (probably while trespassing in the grounds of Frampton Court) and had to be taken to hospital in Gloucester.
Ken Cook
Fairview
My memories of Oldends are many and happy - My grandparents - Oscar and Violet Lane (known to many as Mrs Oscar) lived for many years at Fairview. where they brought up their family Victor, Alfred, Bob and Grace.
As a small girl in the fifties - Fairview seemed huge with a vast garden with a stone boundary wall where my sister Margaret and I would sit and chat to anyone going past.
Next door was Mr Wells the milkman and opposite was Price's farm where we used to love to go and visit the horses - Punch and Judy ..or pick the blue bells from under the hedge in the far field.
Many an hour was spent sitting in the hut with the crossing keeper...now was that Less Arrowsmith ? helping him open and shut the crossing gates...whatever ever would the health and safety guys say about that now !!!...I also used to visit the Spencers too - who looked after the railway station that now... Read more
Evacuee
I was evacuated from Birmingham in 1939 aged 12yrs and was known as Dorothy Davis. I stayed at the Villa Cottage, Bristol Road and went to the local school. My happiest memory of Quedgeley is being confirmed at church and at Easter time we used to collect the moss for the church. Also going to see the Severn Bore with the people I stayed with Mrs Veal and her 2 daughters Betty and Joan. I also made a good friend there Dorothy Williams and would like to know if she is still around.
Middle Street.
Myself and 2 brothers and 2 sisters lived in Middle Street for over 10 years. I think we moved away in 1969. I have wonderful memories. Hot summers, cold winters. Our house back then was Bourne Cottage. We had neighbours called Mr amd Mrs Cole, they were ancient but lovely. They had a dog that was old too and smelt so bad. Another person I can remember was an old man, partly sighted. His name was Mr Miles, our parents taught us to look out for him. We always said "Hello". There was also a family who lived up the road from us. I remember the daughter, her name was Margaret Coole. Some days the smell of cow dung in the village was overpowering, but somehow reassuring too. On some quiet nights we could here a distant train. It was the most beautiful place to live as a youngster. I'm sure looking back myself and my siblings were a sorry sight, but I'm sure our laughter still echoes around... Read more
Not Far From Stonehouse is Standish
A very short distance from Stonehouse is the tiny hamlet of Standish. Both these places have an unusual connection to my family.
Firstly from my great grandparents' time in the early 1800s to the later part of the nineteenth century.
My mother's maiden name was Agg, her mother's maiden name was Denman. It was Mr and Mrs Denman who lived for some years in a well built two storey house in Standish, a photo of which my mother kept all her life, which is now handed down to me.
Sadly my wife of 39 years passed away in 1993. I married another fine lady in 1995, and we took a trip back to England that year for me to meet her parents who had recently moved from Sussex to Stonehouse near Gloucester. While there I became curious to try to find the very house that my great grandparents had lived in. I used the original photgraph for comparison. Within an hour I found the house, had... Read more
When I Was A Boy
Now a resident and Parish Councillor in Devon the Frith photos of Stonehouse took me instantly back to my early years growing up in the village. Not surprisingly one of my earliest memories is of the celebrations surrounding the Coronation of Queen Elizabeth II in June 1953. Little did I know then that some 51 years later I would stand before her at Buckingham Palace as she pinned an OBE to my chest. Having spent some time in a Gloucester hospital with TB, I convalesced at Standish then, having recovered somewhat by 1953, by now at the tender age of 7, I was dressed as a court jester along with all the local kids who, standing in drizzling rain, paraded around 'the Rec' behind the High Street and later in a Copner Close decorated in red, white and blue and arranged with a long string of tables laden with party food of the day. As it grew dark I walked up Doverow with my mum to watch as... Read more
Good Old School Years
Hi, my name is Pat Cheah (formerly Cook). I grew up in Stonehouse. I wsa just reading through some of the memories and would like to add a few of my own. We lived up on Doverow for many years. Doverow was one of my many places to play, my friends and I liked to play on top of the water tower, in the woods where we would pick bluebells and pitch our tent. I had so many happy memories of Stonehouse. To go to the movies we used to get Mrs Short to take us in, to which she took so many of us. I came back to Stonehouse for a visit seven years ago now, what a change I saw, all was different up in Doverow. I did get to see my last home in England before leaving for Canada. I am still in touch with my best friend who was five when we met, we are now in our seventies. If anyone can remember me, I would... Read more
