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I was put in Treloars as a last attempt to cure my Lupus Vulgaris, and have many happy memories of the staff and the lads in with me, alas the only names I can recall are John Tissington and David Doe. Woud love to hear from anyone remembering me, regards, Ernie.
I lived in Godstone from 1947-1975 when I moved to Dorset. In those days I was Wendy Knight. At one time my father worked at the bakers, Broad's it was called, it was two doors down from the shop on the green, his brother Sidney had R G Knight's the butcher, R G being their father. I spent a lot of time down the stables, first at Barretts, then Stangrave Hall. We also had great times at Leigh mill stream or Diana's ...see more
My great grandfather John Robert Leaman was school master at Castle Acre school - his wife (my great grandmother) was Elizabeth Jane Leaman (nee Ellis). I have visited Castleacre recently and found the village such a beautiful, interesting idyllic place to be. If anyone knows or has any history of this time I would love to hear about them. The time my great grandfather was school master the doctor was Dr Love and ...see more
Just look at this truly MAGNIFICENT arch over the church doorway. My own interest in this parish is because my family name is Norfolk and so many of my family were farmers, millers and general agicultural workers around Adel, Harewood and Dunkeswick going back to the early 1600s - and probably beyond.
I moved to Boscombe near Christchurch in 1954 when my father's job with Williams Deacons Bank took him to their newly opened Bournemouth Branch. I was amazed! I was just eight years old and all I had ever really known in the way of public transport were the London Transport red or green buses, plus some red trams and trolleybuses. Yet here in Christchurch were bright yellow buses and ...see more
Not a week goes by when I do not think about Whitby, the lure of Saltwick Bay is like a magnet. The moment you drive down the narrow lane that leads to the cliff tops and the club house, you start to feel a sense of urgency. A feeling like you have just come home and all your family will be there waiting for you. As you climb down the path down to the beach memories start flooding back. Finding fossils, ...see more
I lived at the RAF camp at Coddington during my teens. I went to Sconce Hills school & later worked at Alec W. Adams in Lombard Street. In those days, as office workers we were required to work on Saturday mornings and afterwards, my friend & I would invariably walk round the marketplace before catching the bus home. If we missed the bus, they were few & far between in those days & many is ...see more
My mum and dad were married in Old Dagenham Church and I was christened in the church in the mid thirties. I was educated in Fanshawe School from the infants right through to the secondary school and left school in Xmas 1949. My father owned 'Alberts' boot and shoe repair shop which was situated in a alley, which was access to lock up garages behind 'Gyps' the greengrocers on the corner of Heathway and Parsloes ...see more
This is the pub we went and trained in and from there we got our life back on track.
I remember this as The 'New Bridge', it was huge and posh compared to the beautiful Old Bridge which was still in full use with 2 way traffic. I don't know if it still is as it is about 10 years since I visited Hereford but will be visiting soon!!
I too remember Ends Place from the early 1970s. The old Dear (how rude) as you put it was Mrs Gregson who did not suffer fools gladly but only ever showed me kindness and charm. I would visit her each Friday lunchtime for a chat and to pass the time of day. I would walk through this amazing house in my stocking feet so as not to mark the highly polished floors. Mrs G would usually be sitting in front of a ...see more
I remember this paddling pool so well, when I was about 8 years old I would be there with my nana {in fact in looks like me in the pic}. She would sit on the bench in the pic and eat her rich tea biscuits. I begged her to let me swim every time we were there, I would mostly paddle though. One day the pool was empty and I was playing around the drain and I got my big toe stuck in it, I was really ...see more
Does anybody have a picture of the church on Kings Road that was knocked down to build the International Hotel?
My God, that swimming pool was never warm, when you jumped in, trust me, that was the only way to do it. If you stuck a toe in to test it, it would turn blue, so the best way was just to jump straight it, then you couldn't breathe for about a minute. After the initial shock it was ok as long as you stayed in the water, once you got out, hypothermia set in quite quickly, then walk to the pavilion, (I think it was ...see more
My father worked for a nearby farm, I know the owner was called "Dunne". My father worked two Shire horses, Blacky and Bonnie, side by side for over 12 years. I spent my childhood sitting on their backs, truly gentle giants. Gathering in the harvest would be long days, but we would all walk to the Four Alls in the evening and I used to walk Blacky and Bonnie there, there was a little lane alongside the pub ...see more
I was at school in the 1940s. I remember a teacher there, I believe he was a Mr Davis. I remember the annual sports, these were held on a field just a short walk from the school. The days of the great snow fall in 1947, living at Padhams Green it was a mile walk down to the village and the snow filled the road from bank to bank and we had to walk along in a field (I think I skipped school that day). I also ...see more
Both my parents lived in Woodford for most of their childhood. Mum lived in Uplands Road, and Dad lived in Chalford Walk. They got married in Broadmead Baptist Church in 1964. I'm trying to find any records, memories anything at all that might relate to either of them. Can anyone help?
I was born in Biddestone in 1953. I went to Biddestone School, Mrs Taylor was the cook and I believe the teacher that I had was Mrs Walker. There was a large field out the back of the playground that we used in the summer for sports and at lunchtimes. There was some large trees along one side that gave us some shade on very hot days. On the 1st May we danced around the maypole on the village green. I also remember ...see more
I remember opening my front door and looking around at the beautiful views I could see. I could walk 100 yards in any direction and be in fields. The peace and quiet, and the views were outstanding. It took my breath away. I would go for walks in wind, snow, rain and sunshine. It's the most beautiful place to be, just to sit and listen to the peace and quiet. I'd gaze down to the village of Holmfirth and ...see more
My grandparents, Harrry amd Amelia Fieding, moved to Marli from Rhyl where Harry built boats; he continued to do so at Marli between (about) 1935 and 1949. Careg Daffydd was a cottage on its own, down a track and at the edge of a wood; had no electricity; a path led down through another wood to a footbridge over the River Elwy. My brother Hugh and myself - aged between six and ten years - used to walk from ...see more
Reading the memories prompts me to contribute to the nostalgia - My grandfather "Bob Allan" was the Postmaster and his parents before him. My aunt took over from him in the late 1960s and in all the business was in the family for three generations. The family have as is evident been involved in the village for many tens of years, and for example the daffodils on the banks between between ...see more
My dad Leslie had the Talbot Hotel in Portland St from 1955 to 1964, and I went to Sefton St School and then to Bickerton House School in York Rd. I can remember going to Miss Walshe's riding school in Aughton Road where the famous Ginger Mcain of Red Rum used to drive her taxis. The summers always burnt the grass off and there was always snow in winter. As a keen bird watcher my pal Zbignew, a Polish boy would go ...see more
I may be a year out with the date, apologies.I vividly remember the day a young Queen Elizabeth II visited my home town of Dewsbury. We were in a fever of excitement at my Junior and Infants school, waiting for the bus to take us into Dewsbury town centre to welcome the Queen with hundreds if not thousands of local people. On arrival in Dewsbury we were shepherded by our teachers to our appointed place. Great! We ...see more
Recently visited Valance Park with my sister Sheila who is visiting from Australia. I live in Bedford, we used to live at 3 Coote Gardens. Memories of the sandpit, paddling pool, bandstand, the parky, football and Valence Park Swimming Pool - cold water temperatures, hot Oxo and a slice of bread and butter for a halfpenny. Shared with great mates, cousins Brian and Pat Kearney, Johnnie Cates, Brian Casey, Eddie Watson. Great community spirit in those days, from 1940 to 1956.
Wonderful to see these old photos of Wordsley. Unfortunately not of the shop where I spent the first few years of my life, from 1950. My parents had a chip shop at 109 High Street, next door to the Cat Inn. Eventually they changed trades and went to fresh fish, then greengrocery, then hardware. Perhaps a few might remember "Bob" Hope and my mom, called Dora. As I walked to school every day (Brook Street ...see more
Not many people have heard of Glascote, it's not even on the map. A lot of people get it confused with another area called Glascote Heath, but they are not the same at all. I have lived in Glascote all my life. At one time it was a lovely little village with shops dotted here and there, a grocers shop and convenience stores, and everyone knew each others families and asked about them. But now with changing times, ...see more
I lived at Mildred Close during the late 1950s to mid 1960s. Hesketh Park and Temple Hill were my playgrounds. I attended St.Albans Primary and York Road Junior Schools. Anyone with similar memories?
Anyone with memories of DUCIE STREET after WW2 please post here.
I was still a teenager, 17 years old and my baby brother at school at Bede Campus. I escaped the campus by virtue of it not having been completed when I passed the 11+. The town centre in Billingham was still being built, and we used to hang out in the park - John Whitehead. In those days, pleasures were simple, roller skate in the street (though not when neighbours were on nightshift and so still ...see more
I have many fond memories of the holidays I had in Bridlington when I was young. We stayed with a Mr and Mrs Morris who lived at Havelock Crescent, I remember they had a daughter called Margaret. I used to love looking at the clock made from flowers which was on the front. I still come to Bridlington for 2 weeks every year but now stay on Pembroke Terrace.
DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE ALL THE SAND AT PARKGATE AND HESWALL WENT TO? and does anyone have any memories of how the Salt Marsh has changed since the first land/salt marsh reclamation scheme was launched (so I've been told) in the 1930s? Does anyone remember the building of Connah's Quay Power Station in 1950, does anyone remember seeing the sand dredger being used ...see more
While still at Helston Grammar School, I worked at the Headland Hotel during one summer. Pickles was the manager, he was a tyrant but I seemed to get the better of him. I wrecked the lawn-mower running over a rock while pushing it up and down those front lawns in the picture, he tried to make me pay for it out of my £4 10/- a week pay! I refused. I fell in love with Margaret from Quinton who was ...see more
My old school which myself and brother attended the good old days. This photo was taken from where I live now.
I was staying at my Aunt Margaret's, and I met a lovely young man called Charley (Chuck )Senior. I lost touch with him soon after. I recently came across an old photo of Chuck, me, Maureen and my cousin Brian Westcott. I had the best Xmas of my life. Are any of you still around? I believe it was Wath-on-Dearne, where everybody lived then. It was so long ago. I remember it was a small place and the train had ...see more
My uncle Kenneth? Daft ran Irfon stores in the village in 1940s/1950s. I am trying to trace his children or further details of him. Can anybody help?
Staying with granny, Norton Avenue, running free all day with my brothers, the school my brother went to, now an Indian restaurant. Skelton and Dowell Butchers, St John's Methodist church, twice on a Sunday. The building of the promenade, hating it, the loss of the sand dunes. The high street with a farm in it, now Boots etc. Just the freedom to run all the day, my brothers played with the headmaster's sons, so ...see more
I remember my childhood in Salford very well. We lived on Clarendon Road and I went to Liverpool Street Girls' School. The headmistress was a Mrs Chrighton and the music teacher was a Miss Jones. We used to walk to school and collect caterpillars off the wall that went round the park and took them to school and kept them in our desk all day. We played in the street all the time, quite safely. Those were the ...see more
I would like to dedicate this memory to my mother and father Charles Richard and Eileen Brackenbury. May they always be rembered for ever, love Lynda and family xxxxx
Hi everyone, my name is Susan Richards. I used to live in Graig Park Road. I was wondering can anyone remember or have any photos of the old school, I woud love to get a copy of it, or can anyone remember me, I would love them to get in touch. Many thanks. Susan.
I was born and bought up in Withyham. I lived at the farm at the top of the common until we moved to a house in Balls Green. When I was five I went to Withyham School. My favourite teacher was Miss Hosker. Mrs Jenner ran the girls' club in the hall behind the Dorset Arms, where we played games on the cricket field when it was a nice evening and if it were raining we would play games in the hall. ...see more
My Tasker and Lawies families come from the tiny village of Ashby Puerorum so I went to see the place in 1971 when I first became interested in tracing my family tree. There is a beautiful church - St Andrew's - surrounded by a lovely churchyard and I enjoyed searching among the gravestones until I found two for my family. I have not returned there since but it wqold be interesting to see as I planted some dafodills on the graves back in 1971. I wonder if they are still there!
Although I have been to RAF Brize Norton a few times I have never actually seen the place with the name Brize Norton as each time I have on army duty and taking off on an RAF plane! In the 1970s I flew with members of my regiment several times to Germany and Malta and RAF Brize Norton supplied the transport each time.
I too was one of the London evacuees taken to St Day school to be selected by a villager; Miss Murton a shop owner took me into her home. Miss Murton gave up her shop with the rationing and coupon counting. Can anyone tell me, please, where we came from in London at the time of evacuation for I have no memory before the day I was taken into Miss Murton's home? I can remember no other children either. I ...see more
I lived in the Rectory for the whole Universty year 1968-1969. There were four of us - male students from the University of Kent. A fantastic place to live. I have revisited the place - now an old people's home, still just about the same. The pub was a pub in the 60s - it is now a posh restaurant. Best wishes from Andrew lissa@lissa.dk if you want to comment
Pauline was the kindest person in the world, she'd help anyone and anytime, anywhere. I just want to place this memory for her in the heart of East Dean where eveyone knew and loved her! You're truly deeply missed and would never be forgoten by her daughter Milly Hatch, son Richard Hatch, you'll always be in our hearts for ever and no one will take it away. We loveyou mum forever, wish you could be here but ...see more
My husband Stan went to Hendre, it is now a golf course. He told us he went to school in a mansion house owned by Rolls Royce family. Fab grounds etc. My son William took us to see it. Stan went there because he would not go to school. Going from Caerau to there would have been a culture shock.
My husband Stan Waite went to this camp when he was in homes in Aberdare - Llucoed. They had entertainment; after breakfast we peeled potatoes to help with dinner, after which the tuck shop opened and we bought an ice-cream, 2-3 pennies. We played on the beach, had a good time.
I recall my pals and I going to Ayr harbour and picking up the herring and mackerel, which dropped off the baskets when the boats were unloaded, and selling them round the nieghbours' houses. Herring were 1 old penny and mackerel 2 old pennies. Today (2008) a herring costs £1 each! 240 times dearer. We would make dens up Craigie Woods and sleep out. No dangers then. My wee sister aged 4 walked to High Street from ...see more
My mother, Muriel Lowrey, owned the Wool Shop at 185 London Road, next door to a hi-fi shop. I remember Eric Braund, who was a local postman. His wife Lilly helped my mother in the shop and Eric and I eventually formed a recording company called 'Group Four Recordings' and hired ourselves out, doing a fair bit at the Royal Festival Hall, I remember. Great days!! When we moved to London Road I remember I was finishing ...see more
This memory 'date' is only approximate - I was a member of the NOMADS for a number of years and recall with great affection some of the productions - 'Haul for the shore', 'Reluctant heroes', 'The shop at Sly Corner', 'Plaintiff in a pretty hat' .. etc. I still have the press coverage and photos of these and smile benignly at the comments. Names I recall are - Edwin Tabraham, John Hill, Sally Vince, Fred Ashby, Denis ...see more
In April 2008 I went on holiday to the Lakes with my wife, Elizabeth, and we enjoyed a day's outing here. We first took a steam train from Haverthwaite through Newby Bridge to Lakeside where the steamer quay looks not much different from the view shown in this photo. Then we boarded a steamer which took us up the lake as far as Windermere. We disembarked for a couple of hours looking round the town ...see more
My memory here relates to 1937 [the year I was born] on to about 1959. My mother ran the Wool Shop at number 29 Bellevue Road, next door to Westminster Bank. I attended Hearnville Road Primary School [is anyone else reading this who was there at the same time? - I recall Mrs de Martino and Mr Bridgman and that delightful Headmistress, Miss Cox] and then Battersea Grammar School. I recall the prefabs on the common ...see more
My first job was as a nanny to the Chess children, Oscar, Anna and Paul. Their dad had car sales rooms, one was in Port Talbot. When I got married my husband and I worked in Coney Beach, a big self service cafe on the front with a bar on the corner and a silver service part as well. We worked hard but had some good times and experience.
My grandad came from Pembroke, when my dad was a boy he used to visit there. He said he used to have to dress up tidy when going to visit family there. His name was William Rowland Hill. He said one of his relatives done a stained glass window in a little church in Pembroke Dock but I can't remember where it was.
The Hallams belonged to my family (my father's line - Charles Arthur Champneys Hodgson) for many years, until the 1950s l believe. l would dearly love to know any information about the Hodgson family who lived there, pre-second world war and 19th century. Any memories, photos or connections would be very much appreciated. My email is eviemaidenscroft@hotmail.co.uk
I think I was 12 years old and living in Hatch End, Middlesex, when I first noticed a lovely girl of about my own age called Alison Nulty. She moved to Parracombe as her family wanted to start a chicken farm on a beautiful old house called Kittitoe. The Nulty family invited us to go and spend a few days with them at half-term soon after they settled in Devon.
I loved those few days ...see more
I remember taking the patrol leaders from my scout troop, the 3rd Sevenoaks (Riverhead), on a visit to Wales as we wanted to check out posiible sites for a summer camp the following summer. "Skip" was Mick Ryan who was then an RAF Squadron Leader and his plan was to use his contacts to fix a visit to St Athan where the RAF engineers were based. We found our campsite, made all our ...see more
My wife, Elizabeth, and I bought a house in Sevenoaks when we married in 1971 and had nearly five happy years living just to the north of the town, close to Bradbourne Park lakes before business forced us to move away. I remember my daily commute by train to work at the Bank of England in the City and having experienced awful crowded and late trains from Sevenoaks station, I decided to ...see more
Having grown up in Harpenden I remember The Silver Cup Pond very well. Firstly, to answer the question posed, I'm sure that the pond was named after the pub that stands on the main road not far away, which in my time was the A6, in it's day the fore-runner of the M1. It is possible that the silver cup itself could have been a horse racing prize from the days when this sport could be seen taking ...see more
I remember the big orchard on the right hand side of this photo... great fruit trees and fruit bushes. A great place to hide in. Pity it is a car park now... it should have been left alone!
I was born in Old Ordsall Lane, Salford in 1957. What I can remember was good.
Then I moved to Regent Road what a road that was - lots of shops and good pubs selling good beer.
You could have a good time back in 1960 or so. Salford was good place to live, and still is but without any good pubs thanks to the council. I think Salford now is like a yuppy town, I remember the chippy called Bamfords. What a good chippy that was!
Our ciu club in Watford came here for a weekend break. It was the Toby Club, as was called, that raised money for the old folks Xmas party. As we were from South Wales, my husband suggested we come down. What agreat time we all had!
My Mam was from Hull and I was born there. We moved to Wales when I was three. We used to go to visit my Gran in Glebe Road, and my Aunt Hilda. We loved the patties and fish and chips. They were the best. I remember the trams, the parks and riding bikes. Us children, my brothers and I, did not like the smell from reckits factoryl
My dad used to laugh as we held our noses walking past there. They were great holidays.
The delightful photographs of Mitcham revive many pleasant memories of my youth and growing up on the nearby St. Helier Estate in Carshalton. The year 1955, in particular, evokes strong personal emotions that have remained permanent. As a young 17 year old draughtsman, I worked for W. H. Armfield Ltd, a steel building company located in Morden Rd. It was here that I met my first love Jackie who worked in her ...see more
I was one of so many 10 year olds that arrived in East Retford Sept 1939. I was so lucky to have been cared for by caring loving families in Retford for five years. The most happiest childhood memories of my life. I have cherished those memories for the the last 69 years. God Bless East Retford.
Year ranges from 1961 to present really. My nan and grandad lived in Aveley, the Harmans, in Central Avenue. I have fond memories of staying with my nan and grandad, and the house in Central Ave, and across the road were Olive and Geof King (relations of my dad Ray Harrison). Mum met dad in Aveley, and the rest is history as they say. Karen Harman/Cutler is my aunt, my mum's sister. I can remember ...see more
I can remember taking the Lemonade bottles back to the little off licence part and getting the money back. I was probably about 9.
Hi there, does anyone remember being in Ysgol Hiraddug in the 1970s when the quarry blast blew rocks through the school roof?
1995 and up, I haven't always lived in Millbrook. But I pretty much visited every summer since I was born, and I then moved down in 2004 (I think). Lots of good memories here, like: Mayday, dens, Maker festival, Millbrook School, rope swings, alpines. Can now be a bit boring for my age group, as the only thing to do is go to the park really, and I am now getting a bit old for that kind of thing. So we pretty much have ...see more
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
My mother lived at Haccombe House and worked for Lord & Lady Carew from the age of 13yrs. in 1914 until about 1930. The Carew family had other residences in London, Highcliffe (Bournemouth), and South Brent. Their staff (servants) moved around with them during the different seasons. Haccombe House was owned by the Carew family for many years, there is still a Lord Carew in the House of ...see more
This photo evokes memories of Brecon when it was a small peaceful market town with little traffic. I find it difficult to imagine now that this street had two way traffic. We had no traffic lights in Brecon then, just a traffic controller at the top of Ship St. Today this scene would be of traffic everywhere, parked cars and lorries and of course it has been one way for very many years. This street is closed to traffic for the May and November fairs by an ancient charter.
We were only here briefly. Just a few early spring and summer months. My parents were managing this hotel for the season. One fine day, when there was a pause in the arrivals & departures of coach buses filled with tourists, my father took me across the road. There on the banks of Lake Windermere was a rowing boat. He taught me how to row and I as very grateful to him that wonderful morning. On my ...see more
My parents were managers of The Montague Arms for a short while. On sunny days I was allowed to cycle to Hythe and back. I was twelve and fit enough to reach Hythe within half-an-hour! I heard rumours from the staff at the hotel that the Abbey nearby was haunted by the ancient monks who had lived there. I was told that some had heard chanting as the sun went down at certain times of the year. I dared to go ...see more
THE SATURDAY MORNING MATINEE Of course you remember it ... well most of us do!!! It all seems so long ago now! but it's beginning to drift up from the fog of 'times gone by'. Hot and damp and steaming gently in the heat of the old Globe cinema at Gosforth (you sold more drinks and ice cream if you kept it very hot!) from the rain sitting there with our knees under chins and feet on the seat with ...see more
I remember coming to Nettlebed in 1993 to play my piano accordian at this pub (and several others!) for Whitethorn Morris. It was a gorgeous sunny summer day and crowds gathered round to watch the entertainment. Whitethorn Morris is a women's clog morris team from Harrow and they always look smart in their scarlet and blue kit with shiny black clogs. We brought our own band to play and had a really good day's outing in Nettlebed along with with dancers and musicians from other morris sides.
I grew up in Wrestlingworth between 1966 and 1978. In the late sixties and early seventies we often used to see a rather distinguished gent driving a stately car, a Riley I think. He had silver hair and always waved in a benign manner to us youngsters. I got it into my mind that he was Lord Astor who lived at Hatley St George. We were even more impressed at this. We also used to see the Co-op van in the village. ...see more
Like many people who live in Cumbria I come from another part of the country. This is why I am particularly interested in the history of where I now live in Fletchertown. The Fletchertown Community Group is putting together an Archive for the parish of Allhallows. So far we have over two thousand pictures and a lot of information from our research into local people and thier families in this area. In particular ...see more
SUMMER HOLIDAYS IN THE WAR I have just spent a very pleasant time looking though some photos on FLICKR, my! It did bring back memories, Alnemouth in the war time Dad used to run 16MM mobile cinema in the church hall and I saw Charles Loughton in Henry the Eighth there in a very early black and white film. We used to stay at the Schooner Hotel. I found an incendiary bomb on the sands and took it back to the hotel ...see more
For unruly behaviour, I was delivered to boarding school at the age of 4, after enjoying wonderful times on a Devon farm. I was taken to the Convent by my parents in an Austin 7. I remember crying and staring at the red and yellow floor tiles while Mother Superior Sister Agnes Francis and my future form mistress, Sister Anne, promised punishment if I didn't stop. For high spirits, this ...see more
