Nostalgic memories of Tilehurst's local history
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We also loved to go mushrooming at the searchlights. This was at the top of Dark Lane. Saturday morning pictures at the Rex cinema was a treat too, Flash Gorden, The Lone Ranger, and many others. The interlude was good too, with an accordian player whose name was Trevor Rackley (I think).
Hazel, was no 16a above a bank? Because in 1948 I'm sure there was a family called Bibbins living there. Maybe this was before or after you were there.
I moved to 17 Norcot Road in 1948 when I was 6. Along with a crowd from Norcot Road we roamed all over Tilehurst. The clay pits, across country to Purley, Sulham woods was a particular favourite. I went to the Thames via the Roebuck with my dad fishing. I first went to the Laurels, School Road, then Park Lane. At the age of eleven I went to Ashmead School in Northumberland Avenue. My uncle ran Wedlocks butchers in ...see more
I was born in Westwood Road and my grandfather worked for Francis Bros which was located just around the corner from here. My mother also worked at Petry Stores when she was 18 until she got married. Her name was Eunice Arthurs at the time. I have many memories of playing football in the recreation ground opposite. I left Tilehurst in 1979 but still go back to visit my family who still live in the area.
My name is Simon, born in Francis Street in Reading, moved to 30 School Road at 1 year old. My dad ran the shop at number 30 School Road next to the Methodist church, Petry Stores. I was just wondering if anybody has any memories of it as I remember it always being busy, my dad cooking hams in the back room and carving them, and boxes of broken biscuits that came from Huntly and Palmers.
I went to the Laurels and then on to Park Lane School.
Pincents Hill / Pincents Farm / Turnhams Farm -
Calcot /Tilehurst border - West Reading Berks
Does anyone have any memories of: Pincents Hill, Pincents Farm, Turnhams Farm, between Calcot and Tilehurst.
Pincents Hill: Ancient Historic site, Roman Relics found near here.
This area is under threat from development and we are keen to record any memories.
Thank you.
I am Jane and I was landlady of The Bear with my husband Roger for 2 years. Roger died in 2005. We really loved our time there, with our 24 staff and all our patrons, including the darts teams. I grew up in Tilehurst and have many happy memories of my life there with my family and in The Bear Inn. Does anyone remember me? (Surname - Pitkethly.)
I was born in Theale but my parents moved to Tilehurst when I was 3 years of age where we lived at 16a Norcot Road with my grandparents Edith and Harold Goddard and other siblings to my mother Audrey Parsons, my father was Bill. I attended Park Lane School from age 5 to 11 years when the Headmistress was Miss Clamp, two other teachers were Miss Norris and Miss Williams . At 11 I attended Norcot School, ...see more
I was born at 4 Juniper Way, Tilehurst 1962. I lived there until I was 9. I have such warm memories of that time although my memories appear more like snapshots as I was so young I remember some sounds of that time that have stayed with me. The electric motor and clinking of milk bottles from Job's Dairy, the wushing sound of the coal man filling our coal bunker with coal from the sack across his shoulder and the, ...see more
I was about 5 or 6 and my dad was a school groundsman visiting schools in the Reading area cutting the grass and generaly keeping the grounds tidy. He would sometimes take me with him on a Saturday or during the holidays, always by bus no car in those days. I remember going with him to the school at the end of this road towards the trees on the left of the photo. The school caretaker took delight in lifting me up to look ...see more