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We moved to Glebe Road in 1952 (Cousland) and it was a wonderful place for children. We had a back gate opening on to the common and made full use of it. The grass was cut every year and baled for hay and we used to rush out and build houses from the bales. Every Friday we were allowed to buy 2ozs of sweets from Mr Brown's sweet shop (just out of shot here) then help carry the shopping home from the new ...see more
I don't know why we called it Three King's Piece but in the mid 50's to the early 60's when I was growing up, that was what we called it. I lived in the flats in Armfield Crescent and when we went to Three Kings Piece we went the back way. Down St Marks Road to Baker Lane, on the corner was St Marks Chuch, to Hilary Avenue. At the end of the avenue was an alley-way. It had a high wall on one side with broken ...see more
My father was deputy head porter at the hospital, he worked there for 40 years. When I came out of the Royal Air Force in 1959 I did not work for a few months until early 1960 when my father gave me a job as a porter at the hospital. I worked mainly up at the huts, it was an interesting job. I did all kinds of things. I remember Jack Thompson who was the porter in the morgue, he used to help the ...see more
Research has shown that Pirbright was the home for many of my relatives. Edwin Bullen and his wife Sarah resided at White Acre Cottage and 29 Railway Junction was the home of George and Charlotte Bullen. George and Charlotte had eight children, their names were Harriet, Caroline, Elizabeth, Francis, Henry, Edwin, Arthur and George. The year 1755 is my earliest record of a Pirbright resident. They ...see more
I have very fond memories of my holidays in Piddinghoe, spent at my Aunty Rene's home which stood on the bank of the River Ouse. I loved walking into the village to buy cream soda pop from Mr Caplin's shop. He would call me & my little sister "his little Welsh friends" as that's where we travelled from to visit our family. Our walks along the river with the dog. Piddinghoe holds a special place in my heart.
I with my mum, sisters and brother moved to Fort William on the 19th of February 1978, from Hove. What a culture shock! The sun shone down on us for 2 days and then it was typical Fort William weather after that. The only good thing was the scenery. We had a good view of Ben Nevis from our windows. The down side was that I missed all my cousins and aunts and uncles who still lived in Shoreham and Steyning.
My memory of Steyning is staying at my aunt Ada's in Priory Field, walking the back lane from her house and going to a big church, and also going to the auction mart and smelling all the animals. I still relish those days.
My memory is of going to my granny and grandad Fish, it was a big family of them, I know I have an aunt still there called Valerie Newman (I think) and my aunt Rosemary who had 3 daughters. I would love it if anyone knows them or knew my dad, Richard John Fish. Do get in touch with me as whilst I remember going there it is a very hazy memory.
My very first memory of Newburgh was going for a walk
Beside the Ythan
My nan was the usherette at Molesey Picturehouse.She then became manager and stayed there until it was knocked down. This was next to Roberts radio. Does anybody remember her?
I spent many many happy years at our family caravan on Ockwells Caravan Site in Rossall, we had the caravan there for quite a few years. I have many many pleasant memories of our annual holiday (last week in July, first week in August). We had an old Willerby caravan that was purchased in the year of my birth (1955). I have spent a lot of time playing in the paddling pool on the ...see more
I was married in St. Joseph's 9th February 1963. The Priest who married us was Father Mc'Gonigal. Such a nice gentleman. The weather that day was snowy & very cold.
As young parents along with our two daughters we would spend many happy vacations in Pwllheli. Mostly at Butlins Holiday Camp. So many happy memories, arriving at the camp, hoping we would get Blue Camp as it was closer to the amusements and the tennis courts. The times we would visit the Pwllheli Market. So many happy memories of Pwllheli. Even now to this day we still talk about those happy days. Both our daughters ...see more
My nanny & granddad lived in Orrell Park, Westfield Road. I remember very well growing up because I lived in Aintree at that time, visiting them with mum & dad. We would get the number 60 bus up to the corner of their road. On an occasional Saturday evening I would stay with nan & grandad while mum & dad would go to the Carlton Cinerma to watch a film. Many a happy time was spent in Orrell Park. The good old days!
I have so many happy memories Of Nottingham. My parents would take me to visit an aunt & uncle there in the early 50s. My aunt lived in Ratcliffe, my uncle had the Ratcliffe Golf Club and they lived on the premises. I was very friendly with their neighbours, and the one thing that really stuck in my mind was how beautiful Mr & Mrs Kettlebank's garden was, the array of flowers and the perfume from ...see more
The year I was born at Walton Hospital. The war was still on and as I was growing up I remember my mum saying to me just after I was born there was a bomb drop on the Maternity Unit at the hospital and all the new mothers & babies had to be transferred to Southport.
As a large family and well known in the area, the Rogers of today are trying to contact any others from the past. There were 10 boys and 4 girls, all but 1 are dead now but most of us didn't know many of our uncles or aunties, so are you our relations? If you think you might be then please contact me, in particular we want to find the children of Peter and Queenie Rogers who lived in a ...see more
We came down from Scotland to Stoke in 1953 as my dad had got a job in the newly opened Pit Hem Heath. As children we used to stay at the house which is sitting in front of the pit . We used to go across the brook on the pipe what ran from one side to the other so we could buy sweets from the pit canteen and wave to the miners, many of who we knew as dads friends and workmates, then back across the pipe to play in the ...see more
Seeing these photographs has taken me right back in time. We moved to Canonbie in 1950. My father and uncle owned the Cross Keys Garage seen in the background of this photo next to the hotel. The two bungalows beyond were built for us and my Uncle & Aunt.{Stan & Margaret Cluley} and my mum and dad {Gordon & Iris Flitcroft} I grew up in this village and have my own memories on my website. ...see more
My memories of Oldends are many and happy - My grandparents - Oscar and Violet Lane (known to many as Mrs Oscar) lived for many years at Fairview. where they brought up their family Victor, Alfred, Bob and Grace. As a small girl in the fifties - Fairview seemed huge with a vast garden with a stone boundary wall where my sister Margaret and I would sit and chat to anyone going past. Next door was Mr Wells the milkman ...see more
I did my nurse training at Sully Hospital and I always helped out when the minister from Sully church visited our patients. Many of our patients were really very ill indeed so his work there must have taken a toll on him so I used to get the communion vessels out, show him which patients had asked for him and suggested he visit some who had not asked but might need a kind word from someone other than a nurse. He would ...see more
The house on the right hand side of this picture was called Claremont. We lived there in the early 60s. There were two cottages to the side. In one of those cottages lived a girl called Elizabeth Holland, she used to babysit us. They had the most wonderful vegetable garden. We had fires in all the rooms, but also had paraffin heaters. I would go to the garage which you can just make out in ...see more
I was born in Kilburn in Plympton Road on 2nd May 1928 and went to school at Christ Church School and then Salisbury Road School. What a lovely place Kilburn was in those days with the iron railings and gates on every house and our mums scrubbing the steps and whiting them every week. Our front door keys were left in the locks of the front door with no problems of anybody taking advantage. All the boys ...see more
I was evacuated to Daglingworth in 1941 from London and was billeted at Warrens Gorse Cottages just outside the village with my younger brother and sister. We attended the village school which was run by Miss Bacon (a bit of a tartar) and we made many friends. I particularly remember a Freddie Boulton and a Mollie Carpenter and a couple of other girls which their names have been lost in my memory but their existence ...see more
My name is Steve Gill and I lived at the Langley Residential School in Baildon from 1961 to 1962. If anybody remembers me could they please get in touch. I remember a good mate called John Laycock and a girl called Sandra. The Staff were mainly nurses and we had a school teacher who taught us music and made sure everybody participated in her favourite sport which was archery. We used to have trips out and I clearly remember visiting York and Whitby.
I don't know a lot about Blyth, Northumberland, only that for some strange reason I visited an awful lot during my life but thought nothing of it. My current fiancee and I would sit for long periods on the old docks at the bottom of Ridley Street area, eating locally purchased cheeseburgers etc.
I remember once booking a romantic table for two in Blyth, but it was a waste of time - she only potted 3 ...see more
See my webpage relating to the history of Ellerton Lodge, Downholme, residence of the ELLERTON family for many years ... http://freespace.virgin.net/bob.ellerton/Ellerton_Lodge.htm Explore other pages of my website (via the built-in search engine) for numerous other references to Downholme and other nearby villages/townships. Enjoy, Bob (Cambridge) bob@ellerton.net
P Aden : I was at Butlins as well. (1962 - 1964) I remember the big dipper thing; we used to call it The Mouse. I often went up on it. I wonder what the camp is like now. Horrible dump, blasting out rap music probably.
I remember the perimeter fence was of corrugated iron, my brothers and our pals used to climb through the gaps to steal the apples. Unfortunately the only trees to have eating apples were situated near to the main buildings. We used to swap sweaters and take it turns to run the gauntlet for them. No harm was intended or any damage done. In later years we used to pick wild flowers for the residents and talk to the ones that were able to go outside.
Upton has many happy memories for me. I was only 15 years old at the time we moved to Upton from Aintree. I spent many happy times in Upton those days. I remember the village so well. And in particular The Stone House Bakery! Where my mum would buy her bread and other deli items. I married in St. Josephs Church in 1963, and had my wedding reception in The Eagle & Crown Hotel. I live in Canada now and the last time I ...see more
Memories! Memories! I just logged on to the site and how interesting to see the old 77 bus at Woodside Ferry. My husband to be at the time worked on the Birkenhead Transport . I met him on the 77 Bus route going through from Woodside to Upton. We married in 1963. Fond Memories. Still together 49 years down the road.
The Kemp family lived in Cefn Hengoed from about 1920 to 1938, I was born there in my grand parents James and Rose Kemp’s house, No.64 Gelligaer Road in 1934. My memories of the village start from about 1937 I remember seeing a bus go flashing by down Gelligaer Road with its interior lights on, when I questioned my Dad, Thomas John Kemp (also known as Jack) he said it was the St John’s Ambulance ...see more
My mother was born in Kilkhampton and I spent many holidays there at my gran's cottage which still stands next to Jolly Cottage at the north end of the village. My mother's sister Anne lives in Bude and she is the last remaing member of the family. She is 91 years old and still going strong!!!!. The family name is Jeffrey and two of the brothers had a well known "threshing" business in the late fifties ...see more
Hi there. Myself and my fiancee have just moved into a cottage in Catterick village called 'Old Crown Cottage', this I've been told used to be a coaching inn/public house called 'The Crown'. I am looking for anyone with information or photographs of my cottage, any other photos of the high street in Catterick where the cottage is located, or anyone who knows how I would find out more info on where I live.
I think this a picture of Abergavenny Town Hall, but am not sure. When we were staying in Abergavenny we lived outside, in Albany Road, on the way to the Rholben and the Deri, which we often climbed and as we didn't go into the town awfully much, only when my mother needed something, I have only vague memories of it. My great-grandfather Williams was Mayor of Abergavenny in 1905, and he wrote an autograph in my ...see more
As far as I can remember, my brother and I were taken to this market only once, in August 1949, and we were most interested in the cattle. I have lovely photo of us stroking a calf there.
This picture reminds me of a photo my father took from the top of the Blorenge when we climbed it in August 1949. To start, we had to take the railway (closed in the 50's) to Gilwern or Govilon (I can't remember which!) and then begin our climb from there. When they reached the top, my father and brother built a cairn from the stones lying around - I wonder whether it's still there? I have a photo ...see more
My grandparents lived in Abergavenny since 1934 in a beautiful dressed stone house called Maisemore in Albany Road, and every summer after the war my family and I went to stay with them for a month, that is, until my grandfather died in March 1950, when this happy time came to an end. During the war my mother, brother and I were evacuated there, as our home was in Sunderland, which was a target for ...see more
I moved to a small new house in Saxon Close in Clifton in 1962 - and have regretted moving away (for work) in 1974 ever since! To me, with Clifton set in the heart of some of the most beautiful countryside in Britain, it then, and for that matter still, epitomises all that is truly English that seems to be long gone elsewhere. With a population of 364 back then, village life revolved mainly around the ...see more
Mrs Brown's shop, at the far left of the picture, is where Mam used to take us for our weekly treat on a Saturday - to choose some sweets from a large selection in a line of big glass jars with ornate lids. Mrs Brown would put them in the shiny pan on her scales, adding the little bronze weights on the balance to get the exact weight, 2ozs of this and 4ozs of that and then tip them into paper bags for us. The ...see more
Mam and Dad, Lizzie and Edwin Ridley, moved into Slaghill (the cottage on the right of the picture) in 1948 when I was 3 years old. Dad died there in December 1978 and Mam moved up to Chapel Cottages soon afterwards. There were 3 of us children living there originally - Margaret, Yvonne and myself. My 2 elder brothers Lloyd and Norman had already left for the Army. Maurice came along in 1950 by which time ...see more
Hi Keith, I had actually written to you two months ago, but they (the site) must have sensored my message because I had written my e-mail address. I had mentioned that when I told Ken (my brother and your fellow mate) that you had responded Ken wanted to contact you. Ken is fine and living in San Fransisco, Marg is fine and living in a suburb of San Fransisco, and I recently moved to Tucson ...see more
I lived with my foster family in Stanley Road South Harrow, during the war. Our house backed on to the gas works and I always wanted to climb the gasometer which I did eventually with a friend from across the road. At the top of Stanley Road were all the usual local shops. Peacheys the grocer where we collected our rations and where I would take back empty jam jars and collect a farthing for a small ...see more
I am researching the Simmonds family who lived in Quay Lane in Hanley Castle about 1900. My father recalls the floods of the early 1900s when Quay Lane flooded and he was trapped up stairs with his mother, Alice Simmonds. Does any one out there have any information on the Simmonds family as I have a lot of there history to share. Len Simmonds smmndssev@aol.com
Pantasaph holds many memories for me. I remember travelling from Lixwm with my Mother, brother and sister and going to Sunday Mass at church, also travelling in a pony and trap to attend Midnight Mass. I loved these services, loved to listen to the monks as they chanted before each mass. I also attended Sy Aloysious High School, then when that closed I went to the local catholic school. I would get a bus from ...see more
While investigating my family history I discovered that my great great grandfather Elisha Brownjohn had been employed as the miller at the Abbey Mill, Tewkesbury during the 1830's and 1840's. Several of his children, including my great grandfather John where born in the Mill Cottage, also to be seen in the photograph. I was thrilled to see this old photograph of the mill which I visited last summer
I live in America now. I have a family here, but I would like to return to Highworth one day. I was born there and Christened in St Michael's Church in 1954.
We lived in Castle Street opposite the school> I remember neighbours as the Mounters, Tratt, Gosneys, and I remember the Browns who were very kind to my mother when Dad died in 1956, 3 days after my twelfth birthday, he is buried in the churchyard of St Marys Church. The horse and cart that a couple had who lived at the end of the road and went round the village with groceries etc. Oh so many memories. ...see more
I remember staying up Mill Street when I was a young girl, we then moved to Tasker Street up Bow Road.
I lived at The Malt House, Claverdon in the early mid 1960s. It was owned at the time by Mr Jefferson who lived in a lovely new bungalow a little further away. I loved this house even if it was a bit unusual to live in. I went to school in Claverdon and Miss Lewthwaite was my teacher she was really nice. Does anyone else remember this place? I don't think the Malt House has changed that much, it still looks ...see more
Kingussie always was one of my favourite places as a young boy. My aunt and uncle lived in King Street, near the sawmill and I can still remember the smell of the wood shavings burning. I loved going down to the station and watching the steam trains, especially the mail expresses as they roared through the station. They dropped off and collected the mail pouches using special equipment on the side of the ...see more
We moved to Farlington after being bombed out of Stanley Avenue in Portsmouth. My first school was Bedhampton where most of the lessons were in the Airaid Shelter! I then went on to Manor House School at Havant where I stayed until the death of Mrs Wallace and the closure of the school.My education was completed at Havant Secondary School which I left in 1953. I have many wartime memories of ...see more
I left Corsham in 1960 but although I haven't lived there for many decades I still consider it my home. I was born in a prefab in Clutterbuck Road, all my school friends lived in prefabs, even the Library in what was Beech Ave. was Prefab. the roads have all gone now, & when I returned there was a new housing estate where once were fields & allotments, I wonder if others remember, the happy times we children spent on our prefab estate.
Does anyone remember a model shop that use to be near the Wembley Triangle area, around late sixties to mid seventies There was an amazing train layout with a model cable car in the window. Vague notion of it being a combined sports and model shop. If anyone has any info of dates when it exsisted or any pics, or better still who actually owned it I would be very grateful.
I first came to Capel Uchaf after my family returned from Australia. My grandmother was Mary Griffith who was living in Capel Uchaf, also there were my uncles Dick and Elved as well as aunts Rachel, Marion and Sarah Wynn. My grandfather Grifith Griffith had died earlier. This was my mother's family and she was Annie Griffith. I remember arriving at some strange hour and my grandmother greeting us. ...see more
I was born in Wells .. and lived and went to school in Westbury.. my grandfather was Joseph Carver and my grandmother Elizabeth Carver (Libby) I used to walk up this hill to my grans cottage which was situated at the top of Westbury (Old Ditch) my Uncle Toms Cottage was to the right (not in picture) and I used to call in and see him on the way past .. alas ...see more
Oh so many memories! Where does one start? Looking at this photo I remember the milk dispensing machine outside the Express Dairy shop. I think it was 6d you'd put in, and after a lot of rumbling, out would come a small 'bottle' of ice cold milk (glass too!). Of course we all remember Saturday morning pictures at the Gaumont, where us boys would try to sit next to our favourite female; after being let in ...see more
We spent our honeymoon (1951) in Guernsey, and we had a lovely time. Even though it was only six years since the end of the war and the Islanders had suffered badly from the German occupation, we had as much butter and milk as we wanted, with fresh hot rolls with our breakfast each morning. This was total luxury as we still had rationing at home. Packaged holidays had not started and this was almost like going abroad at ...see more
As a boy I thought my hometown of Frizington to be a wonderful place. We played football for hours on the Ball Alley or on the square. (Trafalgar Square) Also hours of fun "up the backs" The houses behind Nook St playing marbles. Sublime days which never seemed to end. I often wonder if today's children are as carefree as we were. I certainly hope so. Summer days at school when on hot days our teachers would ...see more
My name is Steve Gill and I attended the Warnham Court School between 1962 and 1963 when I was 12 years old. I can remember the very long winter of 1963 and the amazing time everybody had sliding down the hill in front of the school on a large sheet of aluminum. Although I had many friends there I can only remember Peter South who came from Earlsfield and Robert Fryer who was a great footballer. I ...see more
From this picture - you can see where a lot of the terraced houses in Cwmamman Road got their bulding material from!! Those terraced houses will probably last until doomsday - solid and well built, with Welsh slate roofs... many a family was brought up in those cosy, warm homes. (Even with the 'Ty Bach' at the bottom of the garden...) again,Happy Memories! No - I never did catch a fish - too impatient... Posted: April 7th 2008 by David Jones.
This was where the Doctor moved to (I think) from High Street, Glanamman. Opposite this house was 'Show Sam', a picture house (cinema these days..). I spent time in there watching films from all over the world - and the newsreels as well... Further on - is where I would play and try to catch fish, in the river...near to the small marshalling yards, where the coal would be loaded, from several drift mines in the area. Fascinating place for a small boy... Posted: April 7th 2008 by David Jones.
The shop on the left - with the awning down - was known as 'Capanini's' (spelling?) and obviously Italian. They sold the most wonderful ice-ceams, sodas and coffees as well as tea. I remember the daughter there - her name was Bella, and she was a fiery one too, older than me, and by all accounts, typically Italian (as in temper..). Last heard of in Florida somewhere - if info was correct - as family had all died ...see more
My name is David Jones, and I remember this street well - opposite & to the right (out of pic) was the local dairyman, who used to deliver milk from the back of a dog-cart.. Further behind the Capel was the Workmans & Mechanics Institute (just see the side in pic) Grandfather's name was 'Evan Nathaniel Jones', an ex miner from Gelliceidrim Drift mine, (to the left of the front of the Capel) as ...see more
As a child in the early 1960's my family used to holiday on and around the Broads. My most vivid memory is of a place I considered the most magical in the world....Fairyland in Ludham !! I know it is long gone now but I would LOVE any pictures or memories others have of this place. Sadly, although I know photos were taken my parents obviously didnt keep them and none have survived. I can recall it being rather overgrown ...see more
The village school in Combe Florey closed in about 1958 I believe, it exists as a private house now, but I can still remember the mile long walk to and from it, through the lanes every morning and afternoon. Mum would accompany us with younger siblings in a big green metal pushchair, so for her it was twice the distance. I remember little of the actual school, except that it was one big room with ...see more
I purchased a ticket from John Peerless at the Hurst Green Halt ticket office in February 1958 on my way to do national service. On the same train was Dave Newman also starting his National Service. February 1960 we both returned on the same train from London!! to Hurst Green Halt.
I started work at LDN in 1956 in the accounts dept. working with Hugh "Mac" Andrews, Laurence Forbes Ritte, Janet Kenward, Mike Chandler - I can't remember what he did! I joined the army in 1958 (National Service) and returned to LDN in 1960. I recall Barbara Harling on the switchboard, Joyce Bellingham in accounts? Mr & Mrs Fair who lived near the Diamond, also "Ricky" Ricmond! Jack ...see more
I was born at 56 Anderson Street and my grandparents Alexander and Jane Kerr lived in Graham Street. We used to visit every year until 1960? when they passed away. We used to stay with our aunt and uncle who lived in Greystone Avenue. I remember learning to swim in the killie? I think it was called, and buying a sweet called Tablet, visiting relations, all good things. I know all my cousins all live there still. I ...see more
04-06-08 Good Morning Porth. Can anyone help me. I am tracing my family tree and my grandfathers family are all from the Porth, Ferndale, Dowlais Area. My great grandfathers name Was William James, his wifes name was Sarah. The 1891 and 1901 census show William and Sarah living at Lake Street in Ferndale. Wiliam and Sarah had the following children: Ann, David (my great grandfather), ...see more
George Goode who was born at Wappenbury in the 1840s was one of the builders who worked on one of the many re constructions that took place over the years on this church. He was my great grandfather on my father's side of the family. His daughter was Ellen Louisa Goode who married Thomas Pratt. He was once an officer at the Reformatory at Weston under Wetherley. He later became a master baker and became the village baker at Moreton Morrell.
That the bells at Closworth Church and bells at other churches within the area were cast at Closworth in a special foundry
Does anyone have any info or memories of the Old Reading Room at High Trees Long Lane Bursledon ? I cannot find anything about it.
1966 I was hired by Manchester Corperation Buses as a trolley conductor. I was 18 1/2 years old, I worked the last 6 months of trolley life on Ashton New Road, working out of Stephenson Sq. They were the best years of my working life, and I worked with a smashing bunch of men from all over the UK. Piccadilly was a beautiful place, here was where many bus roads terminated. Our ...see more
My uncle Lawrence married Peggy Smurthwaite in about 1935 and took over the Hinchley Wood Hotel. It was already well-known to him and his brother, Ellis, because he was a partner in the building firm E & L Berg which had developed an estate over the other side of the Kingston Bypass. Though he knew little or nothing of the licenced trade, his wife, Peggy, was the daughter of teh Smurthwaites of ...see more
In 1971 my father The Right Reverend Kenneth John Woollcombe became the youngest Bishop Of Oxford at the age of 47 and we came to live at Bishop's House, Cuddesdon, opposite the Theological College, next to Bishop's Wood. On March 3rd of this year (2008) he died after a long illness at the age of 84. The Times wrote in his obituary "Scholarly clergyman who rose to be a capable, effective and popular ...see more
We sailed across the Atlantic on the Empress of England from Liverpool to Montreal, first arriving in Quebec City on Oct 30, 1958. It makes me wonder if this photo is of that same voyage!! I would love to obtain a passenger list. My parents are now deceased and I would like to have it as a keepsake. Our family name is BOULOUX. My father was sick the whole trip. My favorite memory was in the playroom where ...see more
!966 I was hired by Manchester Coperation Busses as a trolley conductor I was 18 1/2 years old , I worked the last 6 months of trolley life on Ashton New Road, working out of Stephenson Sq. They were the best years of my working life, and worked with a smashing bunch of men from all over the UK. Piccadilly was a beautiful place, here was where many bus roads terminated, our canteen was ...see more
I was born in Cwm and I was always known by my middle name of Maelor, My fondest memories are playing with my friends Ken, Idwal, Iola, Anne Evans and Anne Parry to name but a few, We all used to meet after school to play, I also used to fish in the river and caught many trout with both rod and by tickling trout, I was so sad when I had to leave to find work, Sadly it was the end of a way of life because ...see more
my name is Bronwyn Huggon nee Hicks. I remember Brig Royd being built and seeing Miss Eyres who lived in the big house being driven in her horse drawn carriage. What wonderful days we had at the Gala waiting to see who became Miss Ripponden or who was chosen to be the Rose Queen. I remember the parade, the food and the field races. Then came the At Homes when we all imagined ourselves to be the stars of the ...see more