Bray, Ferry Road 1929
Photo ref:
81695
Photo ref:
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From the High Street, Ferry Lane leads down to the river and the former ferry point. We are looking back up the lane with the river behind us. On the right is part of the George Hotel, as it was then. The view is little changed apart from the outbuilding on the right with the two dormer windows which is now a house, Tansy Cottage.
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A Selection of Memories from Bray
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Bray
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My parents met in Bray when my mother worked at the Hinds Head Hotel and my father sang in St. Michael's choir. She served the thirsty singers! This was back in the late 1930's.
Born and raised in Bray parish I was confirrmed and later married in St. Michaels. For many years I was an active member of St. Michael's sunday school and youth club, with fond memories of the boys there !
In my teenage years I had my ...see more
My father was born in Ratnew, Co Wicklow. His name was Joseph Ward. He had a sister Ann who went to live and marry in Wales. My dad came to Liverpool. I am one of eight children but I am lead to believe I may have a half brother born in South L'pool who may have been called Derick, he had red hair. He would be 60/70 years now. I would love to know if this is true and would love to meet him. If you think you may know this man then please get in touch.
I worked as a commis, or trainee waiter at the Hotel de Paris during the summer season of 1957. Unfortunately I never had or saw a photograph of the hotel until now (as I remember it. My family left England in 1958 and was not able to return until the 1970's and by that time it was gone.
Some memories that I remember clearly are of the days when no expense was spared i.e. a full size dance floor with orchestra at ...see more
This was the year I represented my family at my Uncle Davy Mcarthy's funeral, what a truly momentous occasion, people travelled for miles to be there. He was a bastion for the cause and was as a young man on hunger strike at Walton jail in Liverpool, fighting for his party!! He lived in James Vonnally Square with his wife Sarah and my cousin. I can remember scrambling at his graveside trying to retrieve a spent ...see more
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