Nostalgic memories of Hayling Island's local history
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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.
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Displaying Memories 41 - 49 of 49 in total
I remember waiting at the bus stop at the bottom of Creek Road with an old pram so I could take people and their bags to their bungalow for a very small fee, I was still at school.
I went to Suntrap School from 1957 to 1965. I have lots of happy memories of Hayling Island. I recently went back for a holiday with my brother - it was like stepping back in time! The seafront had hardly changed, the same shops and cafes were, it was a great time.
I spent some six months at the Hayling Hospital in 1950, receiving treatment for TB of my neck glands. I was originally at the Treloar Hospital in Alton and returned there at the end of my stay on Hayling for an operation upon my neck. I now live on Hayling Island and recently found a postcard at an antiques fair upon which there are 3 photographs of the ...see more
I was about 11 or 12 when my stepfather built the shop on the right with the dormer window in the roof. I had to help him, I tiled the roof because I wasn't strong enough to carry the tiles up the ladder so my stepfather laboured for me.t= The shop was a fish & chip shop and greengrocers shop, we lived behind the shop and let the flat above. I left home in 1950 and went to sea on the 'Queen Mary'.
At the age of 12 I was a patient at Treloars in Alton, having been diagnosed as having TB knee - a clout with a cricket ball was a little more serious than just a swollen knee, and I was sent to Treloars in Alton. All the patients there at that time were in for the long haul - polio, TB in various bones, rheumatoid arthritis and other orthopaedic problems. I was required to lie flat ...see more
I remember when I was transferred from the children's hospital in Birmingham to Bryn Bras Castle at the age of about 9 yrs - I was in the hospital for about a week before being driven by a Health Visitor dressed in a navy blue uniform and hat (I think the car was a Morris Minor). I had a soft-top small navy case which I kept for years afterwards. We arrived at this German-looking castle with turrets and a ...see more
I was 10 yrs old and suffered badly with asthma when I was transferred from Bryn Bras Castle Open Air School, Llanberis, N. Wales to an Open Air School or Home on Hayling Island - I have very little memory of the 6 months I stayed there after 12 months in Bryn Bras Castle. We were looked after and taught by Catholic nuns in Wales - but I have no memory of where I stayed or how I got to Hayling Island. Very ...see more
Wow.. seeing this awesome photograph transports me back in time because in this year I would have been taking this very ferry over from the Southsea side after taking the trolley bus and regular bus from the North End in Portsmouth to make the long trip to Hayling. Some of our group would drive with Aunty Linda in her old Austin (with the canvas, fold down roof) around to Hayling by road , carrying all ...see more
What happy times, on holiday with my parents and my brother Ray in a little caravan site just down this road over looking the Creek itself. Next door to us 3 lads from Birmingham had come to stay, us being from Surrey it was quite amusing to hear them talk. I was just 15 when Derek asked me if I could go for a ride on his motorbike. My dad went to talk to him, as they did in those days. We ...see more