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My Mum's cousin Ken bought Leasowe Castle and we were all very excited for him especially my Mum! We lived down near London but went to visit as much as my Dad could get time off work. Ken and his lovely wife Jean worked so hard to make this castle as beautiful as you see it today and my brother and I have such happy memories of the time we spent there with the family before our mum died far too young in 1985.
My family (Garle) lived in Chipstead back in the late 1800's early 1900's. I believe an uncle Henry Garle with a son of the same name lived in Frith Hall. I am interested to know if the hall still exists? Are you able to help please? Sincerely - Sue Thick (nee Garle)
It's not a memory of mine but, she was my great grandmother and I am not sure of her first name although I know her surname was Powell. She was a mother to grandad, who's life so tragically ended, she died in a fire, a caravan fire, in Hengoed. I would like to know about her, and would like even to know her name and where she is buried. I believe that everyone should be remembered and I think that I am the only one who wants to remember.
I am a niece of former Landlords Jack and Peggy Robinson and remember with great affection the happy holidays I spent with them, helping out occasionally behind the bar and chatting with the locals. Everyone was so friendly and it was everybody's local to catch up with the latest news. We did visit again some 20 years ago and this lovely hostelry will always be in my thoughts.
This photo is fairly unique since it shows the Camp at Bryngolau, Trawsfynydd, where the Royal Artillery Summer Camp was located for 2 years from 1903 before establishing a more permanent camp 2 miles south at Bronaber in 1905, where it remained until about 1958.
This was of course taken long before Burnt House Cottage was built. This was where my grandmother Ruth Hare lived. The cottage is now to the right of the road. In the background are accommodation blocks at Carver Barracks (Debden Aerodrome). Burnt House Farm is to the left of the picture where the Boutwood family lived in the 70's.
My father Leon Lalonde was Mechanical Engineer for W&C French from 1928 to 1947. He was responsible for the repair and maintenance of all Mechanical Equipment and Heavy Machinery. The large yard was located between Fairlands Close and The Reindeer Pub on Epping New Road. The yard housed every different kind of machine and piece of equipment a construction company might need. It also had a ...see more
I was married in St. Peter's Parish Church, Swinton on September 7th, 1957 - one of the happiest days of my life. It was a lovely sunny day and my best friend May Timperley was my bridesmaid. My husband and I had a honeymoon in St. Ann's on Sea and travelled there by train from Moorside Station. I was christened at St. Peter's in 1935 and attended Sunday School from age 4. When I was confirmed there by the then ...see more
I have a photo of my glamorous mother in front of the First and Last House when three lines once sprawled across its roof— F I R S T & L A S T H O U S E I N E N G L A N D .She stands poised upon a rock ‘fore the plain structure amid stark sky. Land’s End winds forever blow her hair— The concept of a first and last house first captured my mind when I was a child. It will remain with me until my last breath.
Wondering if anyone knows of Hayward family, buried in the churchyard surrounds, that farmed in the Loders area back to at least 1750 or further back. Any info for family tree welcome.
Mary Dodge married Thomas Hayward 1808 in Sherborne. Trying to find residential address at that time. Might be Long Street. Thomas Hayward, son of Robert, said to have farmed in nearby Loders and had business in Sherborne as well. Any info/photos welcome for family tree.
I grew up in Gants Hill and would like to share my memories of shops in the area... The Toy Shop in Cranbrook Road (now Burtons Newsagent). This was a double fronted blue painted shop with a newsagent on the left and a toyshop on the right. It was run by an elderly couple and I always found the lady a bit frightening... Tailor Shop/Shoe Repairers (now United Sports). I used to stand looking in the shop ...see more
RAF Medmenham, National Service 1956, arrived, spent the first night in the guardroom, nobody knew I was coming, thought I might be a member of the IRA. First week spent on the rubbish cart, Christmas Day armoury guard, good times though at the Red Lion in Marlow, and the Dog and Badger in Medmenham. Left in 1957 to join the RAF Physical Training Team based at RAF Halton, Happy Days. MERVYN JONES
BORN IN THE FRONT ROOM OF 49 SPEARING ROAD ON 16/02/53. I MUST HAVE BEEN LUCKY, THAT WAS WHEN CASTLEFIELD WAS POSH, WHEN THE TALLY MAN WAS UNARMED. ALL OUR SCHOOL UNIFORMS WERE ON TICK, BUT THE COMPANY GOT PAID. I CAN REMEMBER GOING SWIMMING ON THE RYE WITH MY WOOLLEN TRUNKS THAT GOT BIGGER THE LONGER YOU WERE IN THE POOL. I CAN REMEMBER THE COFFEE, TEA, SOUP, AND CHOCOLATE ALL TASTED THE SAME FROM THE ...see more
Spent many, many years visiting grandparents in Caste Craig then in West Mains with my parents John and Pam Watson. My father John was the only child of Hugh and Maggie Watson, whom we went to visit each year. We spent time visiting relatives in Biggar, Largs, Sea Mill, infact we spent time travelling all over the Border area, and always going to Edinburgh Castle and Princes Street. The photograph of the ...see more
I have put 1947 but infact it is from earlier than that to 1954. I think this was a great place for us as kids as we had freedom and not much parental control, I think mainly due to our parents who had just survived the war years, and thinking how lucky we were all to be alive and not under Hitler. One of my memories was being lifted from the tin bath to watch Spitfires chase 'doodle-bugs' over the village. ...see more
Ledsham Station, on the Chester - Woodside line, was originally called Little Sutton before the Hooton - Helsby line was built. The son of the station master, Williams I think, went to Berwick Road school. The station closed about 1963. The original 4 tracks were reduced to 2 tracks and the road was subsequently realigned. Some of the original brick walls still remain.
As a young girl I spent many a happy holiday in a bungalow on Jaywick sea front. I used to go with my grandparents, my mum and dad, my younger sister and a family friend. Pocket money and holiday money was used to buy all sorts of goodies from 'Silvers' which I remember as being a typical seaside gift shop. Most evenings we would go to a family friendly club but I can't remember the name of it. I can remember my nan ...see more
I was brought up in Mossley and have lots of happy memories. My sister Dot still lives there, she fills me in on what is going on. I now live in Florida but will always be a part of Mossley which I took so much for granted while living there. I have travelled to a lot of places and countries since I left there but believe me there is nowhere quite like Mossley, it is a lovely place to see. I show people over here ...see more
My father was working on Templemeads Station around the time it was bombed, I have the feeling it was a Saturday night in the summer of 1942. I was about four years old and we were lodging in a house by the Avon with a cellar and several storeys as my mother had decided that Bristol was safer than London. Unfortunately the raids started almost as soon as we arrived. We had to spend our nights in the ...see more
I remember nothing of the school except the day a German plane flew low over the playground. The teachers quickly got us under cover but I could see my mother standing out in a field in a yellow rain hat. I did not know at the time that my father had seen the plane coming in low to strafe us and had run to an anti-aircraft gun (a bren gun?) in a vain attempt to shoot it down. He was at Longmoor Camp. Does anyone ...see more
I was born in the cottage behind the school (Woodlands Cottage). I attended the school in 1958 untill going to secondary school at Battle in 1964.
I was born in the village in 1965 and lived in St. Osyth Bakery, Spring Road for 20 years with my family. I can remember going to Bretts hardware and sweet shop with my 5p to get some sweets. I can remember Mr and Mrs Ayers who ran the vegetable and toy shop in Spring Road. We used to take part in the village carnivals every year with the WI. We were christened and my sister was married in the village ...see more
I remember Valence swimming pool from the late fifties. I lived in Bushgrove Road and went to Valence School and used to go early on a Saturday morning with my mates to be first in there before the crowds. I couldn't swim, but that didn't matter 'cos I had an old van tyre to keep me afloat (I've still got the damn valve marks in my ribs now). I remember jumping in and not being able to breathe for about a ...see more
HOLIDAY TO I.O.M. WITH MUM,DAD & ANN.
My GGG Grandfather was a shipbuider in Kippford. His name was John Cumming.
The smell of molasses from the so called John Peel Brewery as the train from Carlisle approached Workington Main Station.
I was born in Farnborough and lived in Pinehurst Cottages until the age of six. My father, Charles Dunbar was an engineer at The Royal Aircraft Establishment. Later we moved to 166 Keith Lucas Road and later to 16 Fowler Road in Cove. I went to Fernhill school. I remember the air show each September and the crashes that happened when the pilots were testing breaking the sound barrier. Once I was the first ...see more
Today (10th Aug 07) I walked the Cleveland Way from Skinningrove to Saltburn, this is the first time I've visited Skinningrove and what an amazing little village it is, apart from the foot path from the car park (Marine Terrace) to the beach, this foot path is used as a dogs toilet, why do locals and visitors put up it.
With the help of Brian Faulkner of newspaperdetectives, I have been able to identify the building on the left as the old Red Lion Inn. The Inn fronts on High Street, and Market, formerly Red Lion Gate, is the one running away from the camera. My ggg-grandfather, William Charles Graygoose, was the proprietor till he sold the inn in 1872 and moved to Lambeth. Brian Faulkner has uncovered some interesting articles ...see more
I would dearly love to be able to show the photos I have of mount carmel school,from 1952 onwards,the whit walks,the class photos etc................. Mr.Glynn Miss Grey etc........................can anyone tell me how to do it please ?
LIKE JOHN FISHER SAID WE PLAYED IN THE WOODS AND EXPLORED ALL THE SURROUNDING FARMLAND, SCARED OF BEING CAUGHT BY SQUIRE LONG AND LATER MISS ALDOUS. AS FOR THE OLD WELL UP CHURCH HILL, I CAN REMEMBER DROPPING ROCKS DOWN IT WHEN THERE WAS A LOUD BANG AND A FLASH WHICH MADE US DISAPPEAR QUICKLY FROM THE SCENE. I ALWAYS WONDERED WHAT IT HAD BEEN. CERTAINLY TAKES YOU BACK READING THESE MEMORIES.
My father, Edward Wyatt, spent every spare moment he could flying his glider at Denham airfield. We lived in Higher Denham and used to get taken to the airfield many a Sunday. I was 6 in 1953, and I recall the taste of the soup that was served in the canteen, and of course, the flights themselves. My brother, sister, and I were strapped into the back seat of the glider and off we would go, my father ...see more
Wow, this brings back some memories! My friends and myself used to love to roller skate around the Pavillion and take a rest by the clock tower as kids, 24 years ago!, now I feel old!!!
The pavillion burned down some years ago, can't exactly remember when. I seem to recall it was vandalism.
The New Forest Inn is rather curiously decorated with wood on the front. This is said to be part of a caravan from which an old woman sold alcoholic drinks before the pub was built.
While researching my family history I came across this article in the Eastern Counties Advertiser 18th October 1879. It is the coroner's report relating to my great great grandfather's brother Thomas Brassett 1815 - 1879 an agricultural labourer of Southminster Essex. He was born 2nd August 1871 and baptised 5th August the son of Thomas and Amelia. Southminster Found Drowned - On Saturday afternoon an ...see more
This is where our godmother used to live. Her name was Fona, a really lovely lady, we'll always remember her. I was born here in the same little black house that Fona lived in, (she used to live next door, but moved into our house when we moved to Saville Crescent in Bordon). I don't remember Headley Down when I lived there as I was very young when we moved, but when I was older my elder sister used to ...see more
My mum used to take us all (seven of us) to the mill to paddle. It was always freezing, some would even be brave enough to swim. There was always a strong smell of pond weed, but we had great fun. When it was warm enough we used to pack a picnic and walk to Frensham pond which was a great treat. That was about 40 years ago now but I remember it like it was yesterday.
I lived in Bordon for 18 years but I don't remember where this is.
I spent many happy hours on Porthpean beach, both with my family and my friends during the summer holidays. I remember the anti invasion devices well as we used them as monkey bars. After the war they became very rusty with many sharp rusty edges to get snagged on. I also remember during the war years that a few miles off the beach were some bombing targets and we used to watch bomber pilots practising ...see more
The late 40's through the mid 50's. Some 50 plus years have now passed, since I was a " kid " on the streets of Burnt Oak. How life has changed. I now sit at my computer ( here in Tennessee, USA ), and have instant access to Burnt Oak and Edgware online, a place where I spent my younger years. Having read the first three accounts of life in Burnt Oak in the 40's and 50's, many memories came to my ...see more
Another Pentraeth Memory. by Ross Davies Just about 38 years ago, I was approached by some of my former pupils, who were now mostly married and with children of their own, with the idea of forming a Pentraeth based entertainment group. The village had always had an excellent reputation for choral singing and they wanted to revive the tradition, but on much more modern lines. Such an enterprise would give them ...see more
Mom did take me to Guildford and the surrounding area a few times in the mid 60's and late 60's. I was quite young....she went from here to Horsham school. Horsham school I can find nothing on. Do you know where I can find them? In the year 2000 I was in England and wanted to go back to Guildford but I had no way to get there - well, I did but didn't use all that was available. I was told that nothing was there anymore.
I was only 11yrs old when we moved from Helmshore to America. Helmshore was a wonderful place to have your childhood. Sometime between 1963 and 1965 we built a snowman that made the front page of the local paper, that year was a huge snow storm. There was a shop called Joyces on Broadway, where we bought the nice gifts. I remember attending Helmshore primary school till May of 1965. The headmaster was Mr Jenkins, ...see more
I don't reside in UK, but we used to visit London almost every summer. One day I remember we were going on a picnic with a large number of family friends in a bus. I was crazy about Hindi movies and did not know anything about Southall then. Suddenly we are in Southall and all those cinemas Dominion...Century...Liberty with larger than life blockbuster film posters like "Prem Nagar", "Bobby", "Aa Gale Lag Ja" ... plus ...see more
I always remember stopping off for a paddle here on my way home from Frensham Junior school. I remember my nan used to give me my bus fare. But I used to prefer to walk along past the pond so I could stop for a quick paddle.
I remember walking to this post office many a time as I used to live with my nan etc. at Churt House Cottage. The post office was run by a lady of the name Mrs Heaps. I used to go there for the big bottles of Tizer.
Both my mother and my uncle were born at my nan's house in Quarry Street. My mother was born there on 11th February 1927. My uncle was born there fourteen months prior to my mother. My nan had nine children, seven sons then two girls. I remember my great gran lived quite close. I myself was born at Grange Road, Stouton in 1947. One of my memories of Guildford was a place called the Mount, where my uncle Peter is buried. I remember that hill so well.
I remember going with my nan to see her sister Maud Chennell who used to live in Castle Street. I remember it as being a very small house. I remember my great aunt had a musical box shaped like a swiss cabin. I used to love to play with it. And eating the finger style trifle sponges. I would love to know if those little houses are still there?
I am Mick Phillips and I was at Ewelme School in 1957. Mr Coles was the headmaster and Miss Walker was my class teacher. We were 9 and 10 year olds in the upstairs room and the younger children were taught downstairs by a Miss Lewis, who got married around that time to someone from RAF Benson. I remember Miss Walker being presented with some flowers at assembly one morning by Mr Coles to mark her 25th year at the ...see more
I think 1960 was the year my mother (Joyce Baxfield) was appointed headmistress at Offwell School. She had been head teacher at Cotleigh before this. I grew up riding my pony all around the area and have many fond memories, including taking a day off school to attend the hunt when it met right here in the picture!! It was a blissful childhood and I am sure many of the friends I made then are still living in the area.
The title, says it all really . . . I passed through Tooting Broadway a few years ago while accompanying my husband in his lorry. I was astounded by the discovery that 'Chelsea Girl' had gone! I thought that boutique would stand the tests of time, but, sadly it didn't. I used to attend (sometimes!) Garratt Green Comprehensive and ended up working in the boutique for a couple of years. I now live in Wales but often recall those days.
We lived at Trusthorpe Hall as children. My mum and dad were Walt and Millie Slater and we were Pat, Janice, and Carole. Jan and I went to school at Sutton on Sea. My dad started the caravan site and the club. We had wonderful days there and I remember the man at the old post office in the picture was called Mr Parker. Mum and dad were friends with Molly and Bill clark and we were friends with ...see more
My father lived in Abergwynfi as a child, his name was Peter Thomas Walley. My grandmother was from the area, her maiden name was Eirwen Thomas and she had brothers named Estyn, Edward, Emlyn and Thomas. She also had a sister named Ginny (Janette). My father had copper coloured hair, so there may be people who are still around who may remember him. The family lived at: 15 Heol-Y-Felin Abergwynfi Is there ...see more
The building on the left of the two arches is the old town Fire Station, which was replaced in the 1960's with a new station on Innage Lane. The property is now a retail outlet. If on a visit to the town you look above the shop front you will see engraved the words Fire Station.
When it snowed, it snowed. Fondest memories were sliding down Coppers hill on old cardboard or playing in the old ramping cat walks and camping up the mountain, wimberry picking and knockout ginger in the avenue.
Mary Ann Griffiths Lewis and John Lewis, my great great great grandparents were both born in Llanarth, Wales. Mary Ann died on the boat coming to America and John Lewis died later in a mine accident in Oak Hill, Missouri.
I was born in Bridgnorth in 1938, we lived in the Hookfield which in the thirties and forties, was on the edge of the town and surrounded by fields. I spent the war years there often going to London for a holiday? My father worked in the local carpet factory making aircraft engines, also he was the projectionist in the cinema which on my last visit was still there and he also did some of the ...see more
A PENTRAETH LEGEND Most people driving past the entrance to Plas Gwyn manor house, on the outskirts of Pentraeth, might well be surprised to learn that they are passing a commemorative monument that has stood there for over 800 years. It may not look much like a monument as it is made up of three large boulders grouped together in a narrow field alongside the entrance, but it does mark an event ...see more
When I was a little girl, sometimes I used to stay with my nan in West Drayton on Church Road by the green, and while we went shopping around that quaint little village with about a dozen little stores, I also accompanied nan up to Station Road to the post office (ah, that wonderful post office, there it is on the left of the picture.) I remember it was a lovely walk up Swan road. (I ...see more
I also remember Chattin and Horton shop in Brierley Hill high street yes, it was a very exciting store especially at Christmas. I was six years old and my sister who was four years older saw a lovely toy baby grand piano in the window. She said to my mother that Judith would love that piano for Christmas. That Christmas morning the piano was there waiting for me. I was over the moon, happy days!
About 1943 - disabled Spitfire landed 30 yards from beach opposite Golden Hind cafe and just beyond hotel on right. 3 or 4 chaps stripped off, swam out and pulled pilot from aircraft. I hope pilot survived but don't know if he did. Does anyone know?
Every year the Carnival passed through the Square, I remember being on the float with the Trawsfynydd Queen 1971/72? I have a photo of my Mum, on a float in the Square, when she was little (that would be 1951/52?) and a photo of my younger brothers and cousin walking behind the floats all in fancy dress. The Square in Trawsfynydd is also where I used to stand each morning to catch the bus to school in Blaenau Ffestiniog. I only lived in Trawsfynydd for three years but the memories are many.
I am not quite sure of the year, but I attended Radlett Girls School which was at the bottom of Loom and the A5. I used to walk to and from school, sometimes through the village and up Aldenham Road. I passed shops and old Mr Allen who was a cobbler would be sitting in the window mending shoes and would wave to me. My birth family have lived in Radlett for over a hundred years the surname is Picton and all but one ...see more
If the pub was in High Street, Hampton Wick, could it have been: The Forester's Arms, the Railway Tavern, The Rose and Crown, The Swan, The White Hart, or perhaps The Old Kings Head at the end of Sandy Lane.?
Re: the Regent Cinema razed to the ground for a garage. Before it was a cinema, it was... a garage. Really, it was a coachworks called Twickenham Motorworks which was a coachworks. This belonged to my grandfather, Jotham Harrison and his brother Edwin. The business had about 12 people working at one time. They had engines and wheels and chassis and put the bodies on afterwards for the cars and carpets in ...see more
I attended KGS from 1952 - 1959. The Old Grammar School seen in this picture had long been replaced by a much larger building in Westville, Kingsbridge. For the first couple of terms, I remember walking in file from Westville, past the railway station, to this building where we sat on long benches and ate our school dinners. It is a handsome building and now houses the William Cookworthy Museum.
This view shows Customs Quay and out of sight on the right is the Customs House. Mrs Florrie Gasson and her husband lived in the building and she would make a great show to the visitors of feeding the swans. A flock of 20 or so would swim in the water looking for her and she called each one by a different name. I can remember sitting here with my friend Michael H when film-makers arrived to shoot a washing ...see more
I remember that The Green Howards (Army) did a renovation on the church some years ago. It could be anywhere between 1960 / 1970 ish, but I do remember that as a philatelist, a First Day Cover was issued and I bought one. Unfortunately I sold on my collection, so can't pinpoint that event. I know that they did a great clean up job, whitewashing the inner church and doing a general tidy up. I have recently been ...see more
This year we came over to England from Africa - so first impression of England was this suburban town, the majority of habitants were Jewish; close community, just like our Indian community. Most of my friends were Jewish. The atmosphere and smells were of Jewish cooking. My friends' fathers were also businessmen, so I related to them. During my school days, I read Anne Frank's Diary, I am David and watched Fiddler on ...see more
Hi, I remember September 4th 1969, my first sight of Heswall Childrens Hospital where I commenced my nursing career as a cadet. It was exciting and terrifying. On the way over from Liverpool with my mum we had to take the bus, ferry, bus, it seemed a long way from home. It was my little brother's birthday and we had left him crying back in Walton as I left. On the bus from Birkenhead I met Bernie and Brenda ...see more
In among my family genealogical records is a note that an ancestor of mine named Richard de Berecrofte gave lands to Kirkstall Abbey in the 12th century. I am SO looking forward to visiting the Abbey next year and taking my own pictures of it! It is my understanding that my ancestors left the Cliviger area about 1650 for Boston, MA. I am retiring next year and have lived most of my ...see more
It was in the 50's and I was only a little girl. My grandparents lived across the road in Vine Place. We had a yard and the fair used to put up there each winter. We were always in the hospital, so clean, so nice you never got turned away. My cousin who is one year older than me was in there with 'yellow fever', she was only 8 years old. I remember standing outside on the grass by the door making her laugh, then one ...see more
My husband's ancestors John & Ann Archer were Innkeeper's of this Inn in Bradwell in the 1850's. They lived here until their deaths in 1879 & are buried in St.Barnabus Churchyard. They both originally came from Kirkburton West Yorkshire & at one time were Tollkeepers for nearby Mytham Bridge Toll Road.
I used to live with my family in the Black Horse Pub from around 1963-1965. I left just after starting secondary school. I still live in Wiltshire and often drive through Tilshead for a trip down memory lane. I am now in my early 50's but have many memories of my time there. Most notably my time spent in the little school in the village - just two classrooms. I have seen photos of Tilshead now and nothing much seems to have changed.
I remember the creaky stairs and stodgy atmosphere of Central Preparatory so well, even though it's now 44 years since I last heard the sterling tones of Mrs Kilshaw resounding through the classroom. Miss Backhouse was my personal favourite: a gentle, caring teacher who had the patience others seemed to lack. I still live locally (Ossy) and occasionally wander round the area where the noble old building that began ...see more
In my youth (1950s) the lock on the right was know as Groves lock. Mr Groves hired out boats in the summer months and his house was to the right rear of this picture. The river divides here, with the river going of to the left. You used to be able to row a boat down there until you came to a weir. The land in the centre of the picture was owned by Mrs May and her son. Their big house was behind the trees. It still remains.
I never knew there was such a place spelt exactly like my surname. I have been there twice in my life and purchased a book on Langrish. It made very interesting reading. I visited the village in 1987 and again in 2006. I found some changes in the village. Looking forward to visiting your little village again very soon.
I was born in Eastbourne Road, in a house opposite the sand pits and the common. My name was Wendy Mitchell. With my sisters and brother I would spend hours picking bluebells and primroses and climbing trees there. At the bottom of our garden across a small field was Leigh woods which had a stream running through it. We would cross the stream via a fallen tree at what was known as Diana's ...see more