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My family first came to live in Studwell Lodge, which they bought from the Bruce family, when my father retired from farming in Berkshire at the age of fifty five. It was then 1959 and I, as a teenager, was overawed by the sheer size and space of the property. The village was very welcoming to us newcomers. Barbara Wade was one of the first to cross the doorstep bearing a ...see more
My ancestor Jecoliah Coleman (nee Roberts) was admitted to the Chartham asylum in the late 1800's, and died here in 1915. She had a husband and 2 sons still alive so I wonder why she needed to be admitted, poor woman.
The Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers organised a ramble to celebrate the New Year and so we met on a beautiful sunny January Saturday at the Fingle Bridge Inn. My wife Elizabeth and I joined our group of friends some of whom took their walking very seriously judging by the Nordic walking poles and huge woolly caps! Others were more informal with soft fell boots and ...see more
Here is Station Square appearing as its architects intended, an open airy town centre piece. The gardens in the foreground are the Coronation Gardens of c.1953, which complimented the Victorian square admirably. Just as this picture was being taken, the lovely old and deliberately 'low roofed' railway station was being totally ruined by the new overscale Station Tower and new station foyer. Looks like ...see more
The year I was born and lived at 1 Lymn Villas the Lynch until 1958. My father was Town Clerk since the mid 1930s and I was amazed to hear that Langmore Gardens slid into the sea but the Marine Theatre is still going and Google Earth shows the groyns removed for new sea defences! My dad's friend was Mrs Staples of Coram Towers, the Town Mill was derelict then, but Middle Mill still had its wheel. I ...see more
I worked at the Hospital from 1954 to 1958. My first ward was the Rheumatic Fever Unit for children. Prof: Bywater. Chief Rheumatologist. I remember that the visiting hours were Sunday 2.00pm till 400pm. So hard for the little ones. I worked on all Wards 1 to 13. 12 and 13 were for TB patients as 1 and 2 for the Rheumatic Fever. It was a long walk from 1, 2, 3, to 12, 13, if on night duty you were a runner (given ...see more
This shows Sterridge Valley and I lived there, at Woodlands House, between 1964 and 1970. It is a beautiful sheltered valley only 2 miles from the coast. In winter it was often wet and miserable but in summer it was wonderful!
In the previous two years we'd had our holiday in South Devon, but in 1958, for some reason, my father decided we would stay in Lerryn, & booked himself, mother & I into a B&B (possibly The Old Forge?) by the river. I was 11 at the time, & it was decided that my older brother would stay at home in London & look after the dog & two cats, so I was going to be on holiday for the first time without ...see more
I remember the Clock Cafe. It was a favourite. Mum used to take me there as a child. The fireplaces were huge and had oodles of brasses hanging everywhere. The tables were large and had big chairs around them. The waitresses wore little black dresses and white aprons over the top. Sometimes when I think back at it I can smell the interior in my mind. It would be a fantastic place to go these days. What a pity it has gone.
I was evacuated in 1939 to Devoran, and was billeted with a family by the name of Eddy, my three sisters and myself. We were only there for about two months before we were all taken down with scabies, we all went off tp Perranporth isolation ward, we were all kept in hospital untill we were better, and then went back to Devoran on a bus, it stopped outside the school (shown in the picture on left). We were all lined up ...see more
Oh yes, loads of times me and me mates went apple pinching in the orchard half way down Brae.
I stayed at the Lido, Mallon Dene when I was 5 in 1955 with my Mum and Dad. It was run by the WTA - Worker's Travelling Association. We booked the holiday quite late and had to have 2 separate rooms; one with one bed and one with two beds. I was too scared to sleep on my own so I slept with my Mum and Dad slept on his own in the other room. The chalets were in 2 floors and we were upstairs. My Dad worked ...see more
Do you remember Electricity House, just to the right of the picture? In the late 50s when I was about 8ish I guess, Mum used to take me to the cookery demonstrations held there. They were in the afternoon and they were free. There was a special room with a stage and a cooker on it and table and that is where the demonstrator worked. The audience were seated in front of her and we ...see more
We moved to Prestatyn in 1948. I loved the Mobo horses that the little ones could ride at the Bastion Road beach. My little school was Pendre, up the hill Fforddlas I think. Also going to St Chad's School annual fair and sale. Always bargains for mum to buy. Robert's butchers (and Welsh lamb!) and Tony's cycle shop. I thought he was Italian, not Dutch! Bear Brand stockings for Mum at the lady's outfitter (the cardboard ...see more
This pub was orginally called "The Mitre", after the Bishop of St Albans.
At the junction of Williamson St, opposite the Town Hall. Local corporation bus company had a terminus halfway down Williamson St. Also Fyffes bananas had large depot opposite parked buses.
Just past junction of Church St and Park St opposite Brewery Tap Pub.
John and Charlotte Freeman lived in the white houses by the motor bike. ( I'm sure I have photos of groups outside the house with this bike!). My great grandfather was a blacksmith with his smithy in Church Road. He made many of the fences that protected trees on the Hurts Farm estate. They had 12 children. 8 boys (Thomas, George, Sam, Fredrick, Sidney, Percy, John and Bill)and 4 girls ...see more
I remember the market so well, it was the heart of Heckmondwike. You could buy anything from it, including clothes, meat and veg. The pork pies sold there were beautiful, and the beef dripping. I remember buying a dress from Rothery's stall, she let me take it home to try on. It was the height of fashion for me then, in black and white and very short too. I loved it. So many memories oh Heckmondwike when I was growing up.
I used to walk to Blands School through the lane with my friend Jean Brookes, we would often stop outside the Clark's (Terry) house and climb up the bank where we could see Jean's house across the field. Then we would continue past the West's house (Peter). We were often late for school as you can imagine! The headteacher at Blands school was Mr Halfpenny, one of the teachers was Miss Tanner, a road ...see more
I went to school in Swakeleys Road - Ickenham High School. It was in an old Queen Anne House at the end of a gravel drive next to the United Reformed Church. Rectory Close was built on the land when the house was demolished. Our school uniform was lilac and navy. We used to go to the Pelican Restaurant for lunch when we were seniors and had some spare lunch money. Along the road, the other side of the Rectory from the ...see more
Who remembers Stutchberry's - first shop on the left next to the parked car - it was an Aladdin's cave. My mum used to buy dress fabric and haberdashery there. Remember the vacuum tubes that took the money to the cashier and then came back with your receipt and your change? they used to fascinate me when I was little. We had to go there for most of the Girls' Grammar School uniform - the rest you had to get in Evans the Outfitters in Cardiff.
We were a large family - I had 4 younger brothers and we often went to Newbridge Fields to let off steam. I remember my youngest brother Clive had just mastered riding a two wheeled bike (he would have been about 6/7 years old) and he got a bit over confident and actually ended up in the paddling pool bike and all! Clive sadly died of leukaemia in 1997 aged 37 but we have lots of happy memories. Family name was Trevelyan.
Further to previous postings this photograph is of Glanaman square taken from near the front of Bryn Seion chapel where the pelican crossing is now. The first shop, with awning, is now the chemists - then ran by Hubert Jones. The middle shop is Waterloo House, grocers, then ran by my grandfather Arthur Jenkins. It is now Martin Jones the Butcher. The third shop was Fuller the ironmonger and the next was shop Gwen ...see more
The first 8 plus years of my life were spent here at Merrow Down, off the Common. The only time we were away was for a few months in 1939-40 during the Phoney War. I had various nannies, the best being Flora. She came about autumn 1940 and stayed until autumn 1942 when 'called up ' for work of national importance (day nurseries) and my mother had to cope with both my sister and I. It was a shock to her. I went to ...see more
Adele you are correct, there was (still is?) a tunnel from the main house under the main road to the garden where the "Swiss Chalet" used to be in the garden there. I believe the chalet has long-sice been moved to Rochester Museum as I believe Charles Dickens used it as a summer house writing room. We used to be taken through the tunnel on Nature Study lessons. My memory is of it being quite deep with rusty ...see more
I can look back to sunny days and my uncle helping us to collect fools gold at St Margaret at Cliff. Auntie Alice would pack up a picnic and we would take a ride in the car (I can't remember what type) and we would sit down on the beach, I think it was cobbles, I don't remember any sand. We would spend a couple of weeks of our school holidays with Alice and Jeff, it probably gave mum and dad a bit of peace and ...see more
I was born in Sellindge in 1947, at 1 Railway Cottages. There were 3 cottages, my aunt lived in no. 2, and Mrs Clark in no. 3. My dad was born in Sellindge, married and started married life in no. 1, and lived there until his death in 1961. I remember Mum sending me 'up the shop' for a bag of sugar or 'half a pound of marge'. Sometimes it would be a Sunday when the shop was closed or Wednesday afternoon, and Mum ...see more
We used to live on what was called The Avenues on the Rylands estate. This was situated behind the Princess shopping parade, so called after the name of the local flea pit where all the kids went to Saturday morning pictures. It later became the Princess bowling alley. It was located on the old A13 New Rd opposite the road that led to the main entrances to Fords. The estate was originally built for the ...see more
My grandfather was a footman at Selsdon Park in 1919, when he married my grandmother. I would love to know more about Selsdon Park in the 1920s, but all I can find out is after it was turned into a golf course. Can anyone help me find out the history of this lovely old house? Betty.
Hi, I have only just found this site though a friend. I was born in 1938 at 21, Highfield Road. One of 10 children, only 5 of us lived at 21, Bill, Ted and Mary (twins) and Jean and I (also twins). Went to school at Ray Lodge school, then on to Roding Lane Primary, which was a Canadian Fire Station during the war. Then up to St Barnabas. Left school in 1953. I have wonderful memories of some of my ...see more
I was born at Mobby House, Wyke Champflower, in 1939, my father was a farm hand. We moved to Hill House Farm, when I was 6years old, so that my mother could work in the dairy, where the cheese making was done. We moved from the farm when I was 12years old to Hill House Cottage, as the farmhouse was needed for the farming family. My years at Wyke Champflower are very memorable, I count myself very lucky to have ...see more
I too remember this cottage well as I used to walk past it every day going to Sweyne School. I found this site by accident but am glad that I did find it. As I now live in New Zealand it is good to see some photographs of my old home town which I grew up in (getting homesick now). Thank you for the pictures.
As far back as I can remember I used to visit my gran in Carlin How. My dad and his brothers and sister grew up on Westray Street. I can remember the big common where they used to build the bonfire for Guy Fawkes Night. My dad Harold Appleton was the youngest son of Robert and Eliza Appleton. My dad had brothers named Johnny, Dennis, Leslie, Richard and Raymond and one sister, Floss. My Uncle Raymond used to ...see more
I spent many happy years with my nanny and grandad, Rossa and Phillip Munn of Hill View Cottages, during the long summer school holidays. Over the years since they have both passed away I still drive though the village to look at my nan's house and think of the happy days we spent together, and long for those days to come back again. My mum Janetta Munn was also born at ...see more
I grew up in Marlow during the 60s. I have wonderful memories of a really free childhood of bike rides, exploring the woods, rowing a very old boat on the river, even swimming which my mum never found out about , and just general messing about! We used to go to Marlow Common and play in the trenches, or trek through the woods to Marlow Bottom to make camps or down to the end of St Peter's Street to fish, on ...see more
1995 was the best year of my life, I was aged 13 and I was totally besotted with a lad in the village called James Power, he was working with a local builder from Penmachno called Jeremy McWilliam. I loved the way he was of being the local stud of the village, I became close to James through his sister Tammy. I would go to the local park and admire him from a distance, his family were lovely people who used to welcome ...see more
My great grandfather, Peter Wild, built the house called Uplands, on Haltex Lane on the banks of the canal in 1900 after he'd retired from the steel industry in Rotherham and Sheffield. I never met him but in 1996 I called at the house and had a lovely chat with Mrs Greenwood, the lady who lived in the flat which is entered by the main door. Above the door was a stained glass window bearing the initials of Peter ...see more
I lived at Millees Cottages in 1962 and my Dad, Charles Cattanach worked for Mr Westol at Glingerbank. Does anyone remember him? I and my sister Lynda attended the infant school in Longtown and my mum, Brenda was a teacher at Annan Academy. We were freinds with the Muir family who lived just round the corner from the Graham Arms. Sadly, my Dad died in May last year. It would be great to hear from anyone who remembers us. Jacqueline Cattanach
My Uncle Dai was from Abergwynfi, his name was Dai Hopkins. His wife was Dolly. They had my cousins Clive and Joanie and lived in Nantyffyllon.
I went to Stanton Infant / Junior school. I remember the bread being baked, Wem brewery delivering to the New Inn, the Old Mill that was destroyed in 1962, for 're-development', a tin shed was erected. The blacksmith shop was opposite the parish room. Ration books were collected from the parish room. Secondary School was Wem, cycling to the village, leaving bicycle in the shed at the New Inn, and being ...see more
I lived in Tidworth Garrison as a child, (my name was Margaret Vincent then) and attended the Garrison Junior School and later Andover Grammar School. I grew up there enjoying the wonderful freedom that Salisbury Plain offered to active children. Later, through my father, I met Alan English, one of the last national servicemen and we were married at St Mary's Church South Tidworth on 12th ...see more
A memory of Milton Lilbourne, Wiltshire. Interesting reference to Plant -a-tree-for-73 as I was the person who set this up. I also attended Milton School from about 1946 to 1950 when I passed a scholarship to go to Adcroft in Trowbridge; having passed for Marlborough Grammar School but failed the interview. At the time of the competition I was the Public Relations Officer of the London based ...see more
I lived in a cottage in Long Lane, beyond Church End as a child during the war. I have vivid memories of my life here. The snowy winter of 1943 when the snow reached up to the cottage windows. We had no neighbours except Dick and May Norman, who lived next door. I remember "Uncle Dick", as I called him, digging a path from our door to the well - for the only source of water then was the well, and wonderfully ...see more
I was born in Upton in 1961 and was brought up and attendent at the infant school there as well as attending Sunday School and being in the church choir for quite a few years. The people I remember are Mrs Gibson the headmistress at Kexby School along with teachers Mrs Garner and Mrs Jones. Then the vicar Mr John Knight an ex military vicar but friendly and at that point soon to be the RE teacher at my secondary ...see more
My memories of Market Drayton swimming baths when I was young are wonderful ones. During the summer holidays I spent all my time swimming and i also worked in the cafe. I was about 11 years old. In those days summer was hot and long. My two best friends were Vivienne and Gillian Fowler and we took part in the carnival as The Black And White Minstrels and The White Heather Club - our float won both times!
I have vivid memories & photos of my time in Grendon 1931-1934. I went to the local school .... I can remember much about those times if anyone is interested .... just contact me if this is of interest and I will submit as much as you can cope with!!! The Photo of the Thatched Cottage 'Crucks c1960' was my home!!! Mr. Roy Windley 41, Westcliffe Avenue, Westbury Park NEWCASTLE (STAFFS.) ST5 4JS Fax / Tel : 01782 – 612063 Mobile: 07926 -353300 E-Mail: windleyr@tiscali.co.uk
My family owned the house that can be seen on the right hand side of the photo. You can just see the building on the side which was the shop from which the family butchers, Howes & Son, was run. I'm not sure how many generations of the Howes family lived in the house but I know that both my grandfather who ran the business until the mid/late 1960s, his father and my own father, Joe, were all born there. ...see more
I lived in the Prince of Wales as Mum & Dad were the managers and we had a corgi named Sandy and two boxers, Maxie and Susie who enjoyed the big garden at the back. This was the last years of school and I think we were there until the early 70's maybe 71 or 72. There was a large dancehall at the back with 'dances' on a Friday and Sunday night with a live band and then this room changed to being The Bandwagon disco. Happy memories.
I lived in the George & Dragon when I was a small, I dont know maybe the late 1950s/early 1960s. Mum and Dad were the managers and I remember it being on an open road, almost countryfied, and it was a fabulous size for a child to play in! Hard to imagine it now pulled down, however so many of the pubs I once lived in have now gone and been replaced by flats, or McDonalds.
I, along with my three brothers and two sisters was brought up in Combe Fishacre House from 1965 to about 1988. My father lived there with his Aunt and Uncle (Neville and Anne Parry) who bought the house in the 1930's. The house was given to my parents in 1965 when we all moved in. We remained there until we sold it to the Longs in the late 1980's. Much of our childhood was ...see more
My aunt Joyce Blacker (nee Watson), and uncle Earnest used to live here, along with my cousins, Christine, Pauline and Magaret. I think it was next to a garage with a cafe or something. They had sheep and pigs on the farm, and there was an old well in the garden that was said to be haunted by a girl that had fallen in and drowned. My cousins and I used, when my parents brought us up to Yorkshire to ...see more
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I worked in this cinema in 1960, just tearing tickets. There was a woman who worked in the confectionery kiosk who had been there since it opened; her first job had been as pianist during the silent era. She went on to work until the cinema was closed and pulled down. (Sorry I do not know her name). It was during my sojourn there that the film "Psycho" was distributed and I recall that during the week it as ...see more
During the fifties my friends and I spent many an hour in the woods and playing around the castle, during our school holidays we would be up there from dawn till dusk a few sandwiches and a bottle of water, those were the days. Many of the old photos bring back memories. My sister and I had to go to Henbury church for Sunday School, the photo of Hallen Road shows the old police station, I can't remember it as a ...see more
I was evacuated to Evenlode as a small child, I lived with a family in a small cottage opposite the school, I would be interested to make contact with anyone with a similar history or of knowledge of the area at that time. I am not sure of the year, I was quite young. Frank Piner
I have visited the church many times, I was christened there in 1943. My parents rented a weekend cottage situated down a lane opposite the Crown Inn. They rented it prior to the war and during. After they gave the cottage up we used to stay at the Fox Inn, which was then owned by the Ralphs family. I had some wonderful times there. I wondered if anyone else remembers Rushton round about that time.
I was so pleased to find these photos of the gardens, as there don't seem to be very many around. My grandfather Trevor Dimond was the head gardener there. He started just after the war and was there for 30 years and boy, did he and his men work hard, starting at 6.00am and finishing at 10.00pm to maintain the standards. I lived with him and my grandmother in The Gardens House, a large house tucked away in the museum, now ...see more
School doubled as the church on a Sunday and I sat next to the altar rail often gazing at the pedals and knobs and levers of the organ instead of listening. I remember sitting at bench-type tables for lunch, stirring the Christmas pudding and hoping for the sixpence. We had two classrooms - little ones with Mrs Fidler - bigger ones in the main room with Mr Nixton, who constantly sucked Polo Mints to cover up the ...see more
When I went to the school we had our dinners in a room downstairs and heaven help you if you cheeked the dinner ladies. The Headmaster's son at the time, Michael Roe, did and he got a real telling off and probably the cane too! I also vividly remember standing at assembly waiting to hear the result of the 11+ exam. White envelopes meant failure, buff a pass but some of us lived in villages and the post did not ...see more
We were stationed at Upper Heyford, England, my wife and I and our children. We lived in Bodicote, on Chapel Lane. Our children went to Bishop Loveday School. We liked it there. I hope someone reads this and sends us a memory note. Thanks Rodger and Joann Duvall
Myself and my school mates from Helmshore Primary School spent hours of time at the baths in Haslingden, my friend Christopher Row was one in particular.
I also would like to know if anyone knows a Carol Ashton or Lynn Ashton, OR
June Peddie or Dave Peddie. We all went to primary school in Helmshore. I moved to America in May 1965.
Peter Chadderton
The Fox was demolished in the 1990s and replaced by a modern pub a bit further back from the main road, now called The Snooty Fox I think.
My Great Uncle Bill looked after me occasionally and used to take me to a shop in the high street where I watched a train go round for a penny. My Grandparents lived just opposite us in Old Devonshire Road. This is my only memory of Balham as we moved soon after.
I remember doing my 6 weeks basic training at 7 Training Battalion REME Barton Stacey. It was rough, I was only 18 and never been away from home before, and the discipline came as a bit of a shock to us all. Some of the NCO's were particularly cruel to some of the soldiers, especially the ones who didn't respond quick enough to an order. They could be quite degrading at times. I never got to go into ...see more
Hi, I was born and raised in Crewe until I was 18 when I joined the WRAF. My school was Brierely St. Secondary Modern School and my maiden name was Chesworth. I have many fond memories of my time there and would love to hear from anyone that was a school mate of mine from 1953-57. Now I am retired in the South of France, after having lived and travelled abroad for most of my life. However Crewe is where I was born and I ...see more
Does anybody remember going to Saint Saviour's School? If so, do you remember carrying your little chair up to the church hall in The Grove every week for a church service? I think it was on a Wednesday, as our church had been bombed in the war. I remember this because I found a little chair in a junk shop and it brought it all back to me. My grandparents lived as caretakers of the Welsh chapel on Ealing Green ...see more
I remember moving to Bovingdon in 1965, we lived in Austin's Mead (they were the houses for the R.A.F. families). My name was Andrea Jackson then, I was about 7 yrs old. The local doctor was Dr. Anderson. At the bottom of Austin's Mead there was an old forge.
Later to become part of the old St Mary's hospital, Dunstable Road. Luton. I was born there in 1948.
There was a Police Box (Tardis type) at the bottom of the Corn Exchange, later replaced by a Police telephone post. On the left was the entrance to the Old Indoor Market and The Plough public house.
Every Sunday the Salvation Army Citadel Band would play hymns etc, before marching back to the citadel in Park St.
I lived in Longley Road 1956 to 74. I remember playing football in Charlemont Road with my friends Richard and Johnjoe every evening till it got dark, no cars, no people, great times. I also remember seeing the Beatles in Trevelyan Road before they went to the Tooting Granada to perform (who would believe that happened?). We had a lot of freedom in those days. I stiil visit Tooting for work now and again, it has sadly changed a lot.
This I remember so well when Silver Spring's was in Foord Road and only a small company. I worked there as a clerk from 1957 to 1960. George (now my husband) used to come by on his bike on his way to work at the Gas Company and we used to have a chat, it was something I looked forward to. I married in 1959 and only stayed there for a short time afterwards but it holds a lot of memories for me seeing as it ...see more
My memory of Shilton is when I started school at the infant school in The Hollow which is now a supermarket, and then to the school in Wood Street, after that to Heathfield at Bel Vue and we used to play in Dan Asley's sand pit on the home. After I left school I worked for a Mr Surch at Kesters Nook which is no longer there, and then he went to Australia and I went with him, here I have been for the last 54 years. ...see more
I was stationed at the Burtonwood army depot near Warrington in 1967 through to 1969. I remember taking pictures of the Queen's vehicle as they drove past me. I have four wonderful pictures of the vehicle the Queen was riding in and of the people on the street watching as the Queen drove by. You can see the advertisements on the bill boards ... a tea advertisment. I currently live in Florence, Kentucky in the USA.
I was born and brought up in Barbaraville, spending the first 27 years of my life there before moving to Inverness. I will always remember it as an idyllic place to grow up in.. Many a happy hour was spent excavating the little sandbank just down from Sutor View in search of 'buried treasure' and fishing for sticklebacks in the burn at Delny. I remember the Jackdaw Hotel, with its own real ...see more
I remember paddling in the stream and enjoying lazy days of peace and quiet. The hatches were then grazing land with cattle. You then could see the abbey and grounds in the distance, we then watched them dug out and they made way for gravel pits. A little lad drowned in the lakes.
As a boy during the Second World War I served as a Sea Cadet at Newlyn where on numerous occasions we made use of the facilities at the Sailors Mission. I loved to listen to the old sailors talking about past memories and often shared in a mug of steaming hot tea. Every so often my mother would ask me to visit the harbour where I would find the fishermen returning with their catch. Sometimes if they were in a ...see more
As a boy I must have walked up and down Market Jew Street hundreds of times. In particular I along with friends would visit the local Woolworth's where we liked to partake of various flavoured "Milk Shakes" Later during our teens a special treat was to go upstairs at Liptons where we would indulge in a cup of tea (we felt very grown up) then look down on local girls passing by. Despite the war we were a happy band and made the most of the circumstances at that time.
