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Heston, the Parish Church c1955
Heston, the Parish Church c1955 Ref: H251015
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Anything... A memory of Osterley, London I moved to Osterley from Hounslow in 1969 aged 5. Earliest memories include Mrs Thomas's sweet shop, the greengrocer shop and the fish van that I had to buy cheap fish from for our 2 cats. Riveting stuff eh?! Spent many happy hours playing in Jersey (rock) Gardens and visited there earlier this year. Not a lot had changed although the tennis courts were in a terrible state(and we wonder why we can't produce a decent tennis player in this country!). I worked evenings at Peter Donohue's Off-Licence when I was about 15 and lived and worked in Ostereley Park in my early twenties. I could go on for ages with memories, but would rather hear from other people about their experiences of living in what I always thought of as a unique, quiet village amongst the hustle and bustle of the surrounding area. Last edited: 21/08/2008 05:39 by Paul Sherring |
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 Hounslow, c1954 (ref: H162006) |
Year: 1954
Cinema club A memory of Hounslow, Middlesex I remember Sat morning club had a great time :-) Allan Stevens Posted: 03/08/2008 19:37 by Allan Stevens |
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Hounslow, c1954 (ref: H162006) |
Year: 1956
Odeon cinema A memory of Hounslow, Middlesex That's the Odeon, taken from outside Hounslow West station. Great fun on Saturday mornings, when they had a childrens' matinee. Posted: 02/03/2008 19:58 by Ken Thomson |
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 Hounslow, c1965 (ref: H162014) |
Year: 1957
Christmas Turkeys A memory of Hounslow, Middlesex or anytime 1952-1960. Bright and nnippy, frosty in the mid morning, but swirling fog, nearly freezing by the end of the day. Gloomy from 4pm onwards, the gas lamps of the Poulterer was a hubbub of anxious discussion and cheerful sales talk from the attendants. Their best 'Norfolk wares' on display. Down at that end of the HIgh Street was a big open front Poulterers. Not the general butcher. More a Dickensian type of place. Butcher's men wrapped in their big white aprons, gaffer hooks at the ready to bring down the bird of choice. Black fascia board, big bright Gold 'shadowed' Pickwickian lettering. Gas and electric lamps. I recall that then 'the CHristmas Bird' was purchased along with the Mistletoe and Holly on Christmas eve or the morning of the 24th. The most exciting time was after 12noon on the 24th. Holly, mistletoe, chestnuts for roasting and walnuts lined all the stall portions. Just loose, with brown bags on hooks for the nuts. Bunches or pieces of garlands priced according to amount when waved at the clerk. You hoped for, the call, 'oh they're good'uns let's give'em a treat,then,eh?" Which meant it was a bonus to your purchase. Bargains were mythical.However, quality was good. It was a case of push, shove and point.For the littlies(me) you hung on to Mum or Dad's coat firmly. It may surprise you to learn that at the time men did the pushing and shoving. Mum or grandma pointed and poked, but the man did the important part of 'clinching the deal'. It really was, so exciting. The fear was that not being in the right place at the right time, with sufficient to get just the right one, might mean going home without. For some that wouldl have been the case I am sure. I clearly recall ourselves, and others, withdrawing to one side beyond the open front to discuss prices, count loose change as well as notes, planning just how to get the one we needed for the price we could pay. Come to think of it, even today 'auction style' sales make me nervous! No supermarket purchase, neatly trimmed and vacuum packed. Our Christmas feast would barely fit an average sized gas oven and had to be lugged back on the 116 to Bedfont unless someone with a car came past going your way. Believe it or not, having a car, like having a 'telly' wasn't all that common in the 50's. By the mid 60's though, there were heaps of changes. Olivia Last edited: 18/12/2007 08:44 by Olivia R-S |
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 Hounslow, Lampton Park c1965 (ref: H162021) |
Year: 1955
splish,splosh,splash! A memory of Hounslow, Middlesex Anytime between 1953 to 1959 for me. Who remembers bus rides from all around to then catch the 111, I think, if you didn't have to walk along from the Bus depot. Children with 'hula-hoops' , nets on sticks(for tiddlers which proably weren't there!), bags with towels, cordial and sandwiches. The excitement of 'bubble' swimsuits on, ready to be all the quicker into the pools, for we lucky ones; woollens for some unfortunates. Long busy days splashing around in the Lampton pools. Very simple, relatively cheap, probably unhygienic but the whole family could go. The gardens were very nice and no doubt a draw for some like dutiful parents or older siblings ;-) No garden stuff for us, though, not then! Posted: 18/12/2007 07:58 by Olivia R-S |
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