Nostalgic memories of Wallasey'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 21 - 30 of 52 in total
My husband, John Van Hoek, has asked me to put this in for him. His grandfather, Thomas Howells Meredith, and his wife Edith Jane, lived there. Their children to name a few were; Louise, Gwen, Richard (Dickie), Jack, Sally (John's mum), Connie and Olwyn who tragically died there when just a small child. His grandfather planted a plum tree, which was still there right up to the 60's. John says it would be nice to hear from ...see more
My memory is not so much as my own, but about what my grandfather told me. He says there was no such thing as swimming baths when he was young. Their swimming baths was the docks, if the 'cocky watchman' wasn't keeping an eye out for them. The memory I have is short and one I feel proud of. When Guinea Gap was being built his father, my great grandfather, was one of the workmen who helped to dig out the foundations ...see more
Early 50's. My wife is Audrey a member of the Upton family who lived at 101 Wallasey Village over Sayers cake shop. Her sister, Doreen, worked across the road in Strongs Dairy. Happy memories of playing cricket with her brothers Bernard and John and Norman in the back 'jigger' which led into Lycett Rd and the sweet shop near the bottom of St John's Rd (Sunday nights on front of ...see more
I was a Drill Instructor at RAF West Kirby and my wife and I set eyes on each other at a dance for the RAF personnel at the Methodist Church Hall in Wallasey Village on Jan 23rd 1950. A week later we had our first date at the Capitol Cinema to see Orson Welles in 'The Third Man'.
Six months later we got engaged on July 23rd and on January 20th 1951 we were married in St. Johns Church in Liscard Road, Liscard. ...see more
My Wedding reception was in the rooms above the hotel by Martins Bank on 22 September 1956.
Me and my friend Marilyn, went to Primary school together in London. Her dad was the manager of our local swimming baths. I was devastated when he was offered promotion, it was at a pool in Wallasey, called Guinea Gap Baths. This was just the start of many happy holidays we spent in Wallasey, our parents were great friends and we came up every year for about twelve years. We got up early and went swimming, I think ...see more
I can remember my nanna and grand dad (Charlie and Winnie Davies ) writing their bets out on a piece of paper and me running from Acacia Grove in Seacombe to Alf Spearings Bookies on Wheatland Lane to put them on for them. Alf used to pay me 2d when I walked his grey hounds on The Brokey. My Grand Dad Charlie, worked for Land and Marine Dredging Co. I used to wait on ...see more
My friends, the 'Bartups', lived at No.1 Lycett Road. John, the father was an accountant who worked for ICI. His wife Isabella (Bella) was a Scots lady from Kirkcudbright, I believe. Two children John and Jean. John went to the Wallasey Grammar School and I think that Jean went to the Girls High School. After Father John died, they moved to Leasowe Road. That would be about 1960.
I lived in Moreton, at 12 Stuart ...see more
I went to Barny Lane during the war. There were brick air-raid shelters in the 'garden'. Mr Hibbert was the headmaster. Miss Banks was one of the teachers. There were no men on the staff [apart from Mr H.] as all the men had been called up. Does anyone else remember the 'good old days'?
I remember going there with all my mates, and the big tree on round about at Christmas and the toilets that were underground on the roundabout and the bus that went thought not the one way it is now good old days