Taplow memories
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Year I Was Born
I was born here in 1957 then had my two sons there. Spooky corridors .....
Where I Was Born
I was born here in 1953, my oldest daughter was born 1972 & my youngest daughter 1977. Such a lovely hospital, great staff who looked after you well. I saw the photos of the building rotting away - it looked so sad, they left it for years such a shame. It's now a housing estate.... I do have fond memories of the Canadian Red Cross.
Canadian Memorial Hospital
I was born here on 14th January, 1958. The midwife was called Rosemary, which is my second name.
I Was Born Here
I was born here in Febuary 1965 I have many a found memory of this hospital as on a rainy Sunday afternoon my father would drive from High Wycombe to Cliveden and show me this hospital, telling me that's where I was born. I'm sorry to here than it's no longer there.
Name Correction
I have looked up the Matron's name and indeed it was Miss Morris who was the Matron until approx 1960? and Miss Slade was in charge of the Maternity unit around that time.
It Was Great in Its Time May it Now RIP
I remember this hospital with the great affection and gratitude I was there for nearly 4 years as a student and staff nurse 1966-1970. It was never ever called 'Royal' its title was The Canadian Red Cross Memorial Hospital. I lived as a student nurse in the nurses homes Hitcham House and then Hitchambury House in my final year. The training for nurses was outstanding and stood me in good stead in my next 10 years as a sister in a well known London teaching hospital. It took me some years to value the training I had there and in some areas it was very progressive. I have few photos of the hospital and fellows nurses but those I have I treasure. The children with Still's disease haunt me still as some of them suffered greatly. In those days it still had a TB ward and we took home a pint of milk a day when working on this ward.
The Matron was Mrs Hamblyn (spelling?) Deputy was Miss... Read more
I Was Born Here in 1968
I don't have any photos, but it would be great to see more. I've only the name of the place on my birth certificate. It would be great to hear from anyone else who was born on 1968? I like the hospital photograph, I'm thinking it would look nice on my living room wall.
Pre Student And Nurse
I worked at the Hospital from 1954 to 1958. My first ward was the Rheumatic Fever Unit for children. Prof: Bywater. Chief Rheumatologist. I remember that the visiting hours were Sunday 2.00pm till 400pm. So hard for the little ones. I worked on all Wards 1 to 13. 12 and 13 were for TB patients as 1 and 2 for the Rheumatic Fever. It was a long walk from 1, 2, 3, to 12, 13, if on night duty you were a runner (given two Wards to work), I frequently had this job!! Some said it was 1/4 of a mile from one end to the other. NO RUNNING!! Miss Morris was the Matron, a very charming lady, I visited her at the hospital just before she died around 1961/2. I loved all aspects of nursing and enjoyed Theatre work too. The Sister was from Maidenhead and, as I recall, quite feared. I was lucky she was extremely kind to me. The Theatre Staff Nurse was a very attractive and... Read more
Taplow Canadian War Memorial Hospital
I would to hear anyone who was born in this hospital the same time as me in July 6th 1956, and any nurses and doctors etc that got me delivered. Please write to me by post.
Mrs Gail J Gray
17, Gunthorpe Road
MARLOW,
BUCKINGHAMSHIRE
SL7-1UH
England
My mother was called Mrs Diana Pitwell and my father was called Mr Walter Pitwell.
Born And Raised Here
I remember this hospital, being born here. My mother told me it was a lovely summer's day until the day was drawing on and it turned windy and cloudy and a nasty thunderstorm. My mother had not a clue what to call me so the nurse who had delivered me said my mother 'Gail', so that's how I was named. My parents stayed there for a while and moved to High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire. My mother fell pregnant again the following year and had my brother born at the Wycombe Shrubbery. It was a shame tht the Taplow Canadian War Memorial Hospital shut down as I wanted my son to be born there. I wished I could have taken a photo of this hosital before they pulled it down and find the nurse who helped me being born.
Canadian Red Cross Hospital
I was born here in 1949, then both my children. The first in 1967 and the next in 1971. The maternity unit was around to the left in a seperate building. They were very strict about visiting times etc. The staff were great though. The hospital was also the centre for Childhood Rhumatoid Arthritis. The hospital has been knocked down and replaced with a closed gate housing estate.
My Local Hospital
This is the hospital that my first child was born in. The year was 1968 and you had to stay in for approximately 10 days. I was also born in this hospital in 1949. The building was very imposing and the staff were wonderful. The matron was very strict and as soon as she came onto the ward the nurses would be in awe of her.
Royal Canadian Hospital Taplow
I first knew the hospital when I was admitted there in 1956. It was a beautiful building. I have seen photos online of how it had been left to go to ruin. I have also heard it was going to be demolished for a housing estate. I find it quite sad that a building that has done so much could be just dismissed. I'm sure it could have been put to a worthy cause. When I was in the hospital I do remember one nurse - STAFF NURSE MARSDEN. I look forward to anyone else remembering this place. Sue.
Memories of Berkshire
''''Burnham Beeches''''
.... as a little girl, I always remember going here with my Mum, my Aunt Edith and my cousin Dick.
Mum would say we are going to 'Burnham Beeches today'. I could never quite understand when we got there, where the sand and sea was ... and I realise now that 'Beeches' meant 'trees' .. and not the 'seaside'!
Marriage
St. Peters church is where my ggg grandfather John Peck married my ggg grandmother Martha Robbins in 1813.
Schoolboy Caddy
I spent many a happy moment as a schoolboy caddy at BBGC at the end of the 50s and early 60s. It was also a very useful source of pocket money. I regularly caddied for local businessmen, the likes of the MD of Weston's Biscuits, Herbert Greenshield, as well as a number of visitors. The professional at that time was Joe Burnham who was always prepared to buy lost balls we found to help our meagre income. The golf course also played host on occasions to important groups of visitors... I well remember the visit of the Australian Cricket touring side in the 1950s and Lord and Lady Astor were frequent players on the beautiful course. I was introduced to the Club by several of my uncles, especially Sid and Fred and cousin Gerald who was an apprentice pro at Temple, who were members of the flourishing Artisan section at the time. It really was a very democratic club and I hope it has managed to stay that way. Great memories,... Read more
Growing up in Burnham
In this year I was 5 years old, and just starting school in the church hall in Gore Road, which is the road in which I also grew up.
I remember Burnham as a small, close-knit community, we went to church every Sunday, it was friendly and safe.
My Mother's family were one of the first to inhabit Burnham, and are recorded in the doomsday book, the family name was Brookling.
I have many happy memories of playing in the meadows, before the sprawling estates were built in Minniecroft and Lent Green Lane.
We all knew Cleares, Hearns the butcher, the local Doctors, in the High Street, Dr Summers, Dr Daily and Dr Mitchell-Fox.
Clonmel had not been built either, and it seemed all of us kids knew each other in the village.
How it has changed! Now you can walk down the village and not see a soul you know, sad, but that is progress, the pace of life, and community has been lost in the many years since... Read more
Summer in The Country
In 1949 when I was six, my two cousins and I were sent to Burnham Beeches for a holiday. We lived in the East End of London.
We loved it there, it was summer and very hot, to play all day in the fields was such freedom. The family with whom we stayed were called Walters they lived in a converted Nissen hut . The eldest child was named David, also a younger girl. The father worked in a sweet factory which made Mars bars and Spangles I think.
I still remember fondly my first holiday in the country. I wonder if anyone in Burnham remembers three East End kids that came to stay in the summer of 49.
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