Quedgeley, Gloucestershire

War time memories

This is the department store Bon Marshe filmed from outside the post office, During the war, part of the store was taken over by the American forces and many a date was arranged, to meet under the clock on the far corner. I remember queueing most Saturdays outside to buy currant bread for a treat for Sunday tea, also nylons which... [more]

The Oxbode

This is a fine picture of The Oxbode, with the Bon Marché on the right and the old Boots frontage in Northgate Street at the end.
Barton Street it is not.

'Sabrina'.

I am certain the steamer is 'Sabrina' built in 1870 and was the steam inspection launch of the Directors and Engineer of the Gloucester and Berkeley Ship Canal, Gloucester. In 1912 'Sabrina' was owned by the Dock Company and did not leave their service until 1942. 'Sabrina' is still in regular use now on the River Thames and still... [more]

sunday mornings

My mother in law, then Marie Elizabeth Burston born 1921 in Wales, whilst in service at Hartlebury House used to go to church every Sunday morning. The postman played the big organ.
Every morning she had to give him and the gardener a piece of leftover cake and a cup of tea. Ernie the gardener was 18 years old and very... [more]

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... [more]

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... [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... [more]