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I remember the Village Hall "Olde Tyme" dances held once a month on a Saturday night.
At seventeen you might think these would be too sedate for a teenager, but with my
Dad's old suit borrowed on the way out, and lively group of friends, dances like "The Lancers" or a "Quadrille" could be anything but sedate. Although frowned on by our elders, eight youngsters going round in a tight circle with ...see more
This was my first full time job. I was the office junior. My name was Anne Steedman. I loved my role there; going round with the post, printing out on the duplicating machine (messy things in them days lol), learning all about he "dolly Switchboard". All the women in the office were very good to me, looking after me. Unfortutnately there is only one name I can remember and that is Helen. I believe she might have ...see more
My family were the last people to occupy Glebe Farm House, Glebe Ave, Ickenham. The area is now called Cloverlly Close. It was built in the 17th Century as a rectory. We lived there from 1933 to 1936, then moved up the road to 3 The Parade Glebe Ave. The only lighting in the farm was one gas jet in the kitchen, now at 85 years of age I still shudder when I remember my journeys at night, through the house to reach my upstairs bedroom, all I had was this one pitiful candle. Eric Hazell.
I have a relative who lived in East Kilbride. I am not sure but I think it was my mother's brother - his name would be Archibauld and they lived on a farm. This would be in the 1940s. My mothers maiden name was Jean Archibauld and she married Thomas Hendry in 1990. Anybody know our family I would love to hear from you.
John Hendry.
We lived in Lindford when I was about 11 years old in 1972. My father was in the army and was based in Londmore, but we lived in the corner plot, opposite the farm, in Windsor Road. I have many very happy memories of Lindford: Weyford Junior School, where I was one of the children who were the first to use the new part of the School. Mrs. Marrack , who was referred to by the children as "Ma'am, was a lovely ...see more
The year my mum and dad got married in Kilfinan Church. My mum was born and brought up in Kilfinan Post Office where my granny, Mrs Maclachlan was the post mistress for many of my childhood years. I don't actually remember the year as I was born in 1962, but still, I feel like I was there. The village from my earliest memories was full of cousins, aunts, great cousins, great aunts and many friends of my mum ...see more
I was lucky to live in Portpatrick - my father came to HM Coastguard Station in 1953. We had come from Australia, and it took my mother some time to settle in, I think: she was a town girl through and through. My sister and I felt more or less at home. Well, as much as we did in Australia, I suspect, although it was easier to be called Shiela in Scotland than it was in Australia. Mr Muir the Headmaster at the ...see more
I was born in Newcastle and all my family. My grandparents lived at Percy Terrace and I would go every school holiday to stay with them. I loved walking along the sea front with my gran - she would walk us to Colour Coats and Tynemouth in the evening and on the way back she would buy me and my sister and brother a bag of chips and a hot chocolate. We would stay on the beach all day - it was wonderfull. ...see more
My parents, Zack and May Burn had a bakery and grocery shop on Station Street during the 1950's. It was the whitewashed building at the far end of the photograph. In the 1960's they bought "Eignbrook", further along Station Street, which used to be Miss Maxwell's hairdresser's, and prior to that was Holmes' bakery. There my mum ran the grocery shop, which was a "Mace" shop and my father had a mobile grocery ...see more
I was seconded to 10 Signals Regiment in November 1971 from my Territorial Army engagement with 39 Signals and spent the best part of a foggy, cold and hard working long month training with their NCO's on the Regular Army "Junior Detachment Commander Course".
10 Signals were based in the Beavers Lane Camp which by amazing coincidence was just a hundred yards or so from the ...see more
On the beautiful Dartington Hall Estate there is a unique “International Modernist House”, now used as a gallery, just to the north-east of Dartington Hall School. High Cross House reopened to the public this year under a partnership between the National Trust and The Dartington Hall Trust and I was able to visit within weeks of its opening with my wife Elizabeth. ...see more
I recently went for a walk with my mum Enid, to the bluebell wood. This wood has many names, Kings Wood, Long Thwaite Wood, to mention a couple. It evoked memories of my childhood. Days when I would walk with my brother and sister. Georgina marching off in front trying not to be associated with her younger siblings or get tempted to regress to those imaginary games of Robin Hood or the land of Narnia she had ...see more
Me and my two brothers were evacuated here during the war, we stayed with our cousin who was married to Jimmy Linton, a coal miner. They had a daughter Janet, does anybody out there know of us? I would love to hear from you, John Hendry.
I remember starting school there, and also remember the teacher, her name was
Miss Martin. Also, we had a nap in the afternoon on a camp bed. The Headmistress was Miss Jenkins.
My mother worked in the kitchen - also her sister Cilla. I lived in no 3 Charles Street across the road, fond memorys for me.
My Great, Great grandparents, John and Jane Crocker lived here in 1915 before they both died.
I remember during the 2nd world war years I used to go swimming at Brentwood. The steps in this photo leading to the pool is where I saved a young boy from drowning. In those days the young boys who could not swim had a habit of jumping in the deep end just by the steps - when they reached the surface they would grab hold of the rail at the top of the steps and climb out. But on this particular ...see more
I was in this hospital for over a year and I loved every day of it. I remember the grounds and the woods at the back which we dare not go in. I was in H.O.T ward and as I got older I moved upstaires to Anne White Wing (I think). I remember Wally the porter and my teacher was Mr Hughes from Wales. I remember the nurses, especially Sister Usherwood or Underwood & Nurse Cole. I can remember the ...see more
We lived in Gordon Road up to 1948 then Rathcool Gardens till 1955 when we moved to the Coldfall Estate in Muswell Hill. Ee all attended Hornsey Infants, Tottenham Land then senior school in Priory Road, Hornsey. My sister Ann and myself went to boarding school in Rotherwick in Hampshire - her until 1956 me until 1955 when I left to attend the William Grimmshaw School in Creighton Avenue, Muswell Hill for one year ,then started work in Jan 1957.
Happy memories of Barningham. I lived on Metcalfe Farm in Park House, sent there from South Shields with my mum and brother after our home took a direct hit during an air raid . Mum worked very hard on the farm along with German prisoners of war. We went to school in the village and shopped at Mrs Athertons with the monkey tree outside.
I remember moving to Pelton Fell at about the age of eight, number 9 Ferndene Avenue. The house was new and we were the first to occupy it. There was a small alley at the end of the street that led to the railway line. A small shunting engine ran back and forth along the line from Pelton fell pit to Waldridge. There used to be an engine shed up on the fells near to Waldridge not far from the Swan Inn and ...see more
I have fond memories of visiting our grandparents on our mother's side, who lived at number 8. We recited the "ABC" streets and I can remember Smythes the cake shop at the top of the street, where we bought Snowball cakes from. We also walked to Barnes Park with my dad, obviously to get us out of the way for a bit of fresh air! I clearly remember the bandstand and on a recent revisit to Sunderland to retrace some ...see more
Hi, school holidays down the den consisted of endless hours playing comandoes and building the dam at the Ladies Brig, Eddie Thacker the Mackays, Tommy Johnstone, Gareth Bruce, Shug Torrance, Harry Caulder, Podge Allan, Frogy and Donald Fraser, and many more all joined in hauling shalogies (i.e cut turf the size of carpets to dam up the burn). As soon as we finished, along came the farmer and pulled it down, waste of ...see more
I am trying to find any info on my grandmother, Frances E Robson who was born in Hartlepool 1894. Her mother was Mary Robson born 1874 and her mother was Elizabeth Frances Robson born 1842. Her husband was William Robson. They lived at numorous addresses being Hermit Street and Temperance Street - both streets are no longer there in the Headlands. I am trying to find out where these streets were - can anyone help ...see more
I went to St Marks. My memory was a teacher called Miss Briggs. She read a book called Albert Shwietser - I might have spelt the name wrong - but you could hear a pin drop as she read this book - just a few chapters each week until it was finished. We played in the air raid shelters at playtime when the teachers had coffee; you could smell it all over the school. I remember a lad called Harry who was ...see more
I grew up in Farncombe. My grandparents lived opposite the railway station and all my other relatives lived in the village. My grandmother had worked as housekeeper to the Phillips family whose son, 'Jack', was radio operator on the Titanic. I attended the local village school and remember the toilets had no doors, only sacking on nails, and the air raid shelters in the playground. My brother-in-law was a ...see more
I lived in Polar Road, South Merton, but at the end of this road was Morden. I went to school in Morden and my Headmaster was Mr How. I went on to Willows High School for girls. I later went back in the '90s and how much it had changed. My best friend, Alison short lived in Kenley Road, Morden and I could see us both walking to school at Willows. Jill Palfrey was my name then.
Born in York Street, moved to Rimmington Road. I had friends at Barnley Road Primary, St Johns Junior and Barnley Road Methodist and the Brownies there. Remember Joyce Brooks, Sharon Guest, John Mason, Linda Lapinsky, Pat Thornley. From Windmill Rd and Linda Savoury. I became a "Black and White Minstrel" played Coronation Street and Crossroads. Married and live in South Africa. I remember the Friday market, the ...see more
I have very happy memories of Hazel and I looking after the Eight Bells for Jack and Sylvia when they went on holiday. This was for a few years in the late 60's and early 70's. Most sadly, my lovely wife Hazel, 'nee' Cook, died very suddenly just a year ago today, 26 March. My family came together with me last Sunday, 25 March 2012, and the new Vicar, Andy Wolton, said a few prayers for us after the service, at the ...see more
I lived at Cotton Valley Farm from 1955 until 1959 with my parents, Reg and Jenny Foster, and my five brothers, before we then moved to a small village called Hardmead end of February 1959; my mother is still living there. I was then aged four years and would really like to hear from anyone who has any information or photos of Cotton Valley Farm around that time, I can remember my parents pushing us in prams ...see more
My dad was born in Cymmer & he lived in Heol y Glyn. My dad's name was Clifford White and my grandparents were Tom & Maud White. I have many happy memories of Cymmer and I remember catching the train to Cymmer from Treorchy & going through the tunnel in Abergwynfi.
I have spent many happy holidays in Chapel. My Dad had two weeks holiday from the Prudential and he and Mum and I would head off on hols. I specifically remember fossil hunting on Chapel Point beach, there I also learned to swim. I remember too the esplanade, there was a walk through with an amusement arcade and the best fish and chip shop in the world, I can smell it now. Remeber when the first ...see more
I would love to hear from anyone who lived on St Michaels in the 50's and 60's. We lived on the big green at 45. We had a large horse chestnut in the garden, which has gone now. Deakins keps the grocers shop around the corner, Sharrats (?) the butchers and there was a newsagents, can't remember the lady's name. There was also a shop called Grocott's. A rag and bone man used to come round ...see more
I lived in the Red Bull from age 6 to 23. I have so many good memories, from playing in the surrounding countryside - the chalk pits, the clayhole reservoir, the woods, the ruined cement works etc. The village infants school down Eccles Row ('Ticklebelly road' - there's a story to that), and I think it was called Sears, a shop on the corner of Eccles Row. The pub used to have a small third bar ...see more
My grandmother and grandfather, Francis and Issac Waters, lived and brought up their family at Woodmans Cottage, Aberbeeg, my grandfather was woodman there working for Pontypool Estates.
I was told of many happy memories of life in Aberbeeg by my mother Thelma, now sadly died, she lived there with her brothers and sisters Jack, Phylis, Alice, Myrtle, Olive and Arthur Waters. My Aunt Olive also lived at Railway ...see more
I remember going to the chip shop just across the road, opposite the entrance to the camp, also fishing for eels in the nearby sluice. We would also enter the sand castle competition on the beach. We used to travel to Mablethorpe by train and then get picked up by a special bus up to Trustville.
My two brothers, my sister and I were all born in Minster in what is now called Turner Cottage but was then "The Swifts". My granddad was a village postman and my best friend's granddad was also a postman and we used to race to school perched on the baskets on the front of their bikes! At Watchester Farm we fed the ducks and loved seeing the piglets with the sows. We bought fishing nets in the ...see more
My family came to Merrymoor in 1961, the little building next to it was called Crafts and Gifts run by the Atkinsons, this moved to what is now Bettys Surf Shop and then my Dad used it as a Beer Store untill the mid 60s when the Fish and Chip shop was built.
I spent many happy holidays at West Sands. The Embassy club - I can still smell the polished floor. I remember two of the singers. One was JIm (Murphy, I think) and another one the following year called Peter. Somewhere I have the photographs of them, taken next to my sister and myself! It also had a little TV room with about 8 chairs where you could watch Crossroads or whatever happened to be on. The ...see more
As village 'Bobby' in the late 1960's early 70's, we, my wife and two daughters, lived in the Police House in Furnace Lane. Sometime about 1970 I called into the village shop (I think it was Fuller's) and the lady there asked me if I would take a gun off her! She said that they had recently gone into the roof space when having a clear out and found a pearl handled revolver with belt and holster. She went on to ...see more
We were a dyed in the wool London family, some time before World War 11, 1939, we moved from Earlsmead Road to Breamar Road off West Green Road and lived there at number 73 untill 1951, when we moved out into the country to Waltham Cross.
I was born in 1945 and had two older brothers Bill and Brian some 7 and 9 years older than me. Even though I was only 6 when we moved away I have some vivid memories of ...see more
The photo above, of the two Lads on the lake is of my Brother Graham and I. I can`t remember it myself but apparently, Graham tells me, he was fed up because he wasn`t allowed to drive the boat as he was too small.
This is where I grew up! My dad had a shop just below the garage on the right - it was where Morrison's is now. I walked up and down here all the time and the garage owner (John Cassere) used to call out 'hello ginger' 'cos I had ginger hair and I used to be so embarrassed. Mum (who still lives in Horsforth) and I recently reminisced and tried to remember all the shops in Town St and there were lots and lots. ...see more
The Lyon Brewery is still there on the lefthand side. The Nightingale, further down the road, closed in 2006 and became an Indian restaurant, big pity as was a lovely pub.
I was told that the Queen was in the area to meet the regiment that was in situ on Fox Hill when war broke out. Because the road up to the hill was in a bad state due to being just a track , the army put down a concrete road up one side and down the other taking weeks to complete it and the the Queen went up, saluted the army, and came back down - apparently taking 15 minutes in total. All the locals were in dismay about the whole thing at the time.
Mr Hogsflesh built Hillside Farm, Ash. The tree hides the farm house up the drive behind the white gates. Then Mr Maurice Scard bought the bungalow in 1954 and his wife still lives there. The farm was across the road - now it is Fairview Estate. The small, tiny bungalows next door were demolished in 1960 and new semi detached houses were built in their place. Hillside farm has a celler underneath where the milk was stored to keep cool for selling.
My father was landlord of the Crown from 1958 until 1984. He was previously manager of the Beachy Head Hotel which he managed on behalf of his mother. When he took over the hotel on the 13th January 1958 it was snowing and he hardly had any customers due to the weather. He slowly built up trade and was one of the first pub grub hotels in the south of England, specialising in Ham and Eggs and even received letters addressed to The Ham and Egg pub Sussex.
I was born at Mayday Hospital. My parents still live in Baring Road and my mother has lived there from the age of 13, as my grandmother had the house before they did. I vividly remember playing 'up and down the road.' It is so sad children cannot do that safely any more. I also walked to school from a young age, as did my friends. It was a different world.
My Dad had the first car in the street. Brownies was at St ...see more
Was there really a live donkey in Kennards Arcade at some point? Was that just a childhood dream I had?
One highlight of my childhood was going to one of the big department stores with my grandmother and mother. Ladies dressed in black played violins while we ate coffee and cake. For a few brief hours we were rich, had a huge house and all the other things I once thought made life fun. I cannot remember if it was Alders, ...see more
A brand new, purpose-built school. It was light and airy, kept very clean, and had some luxurious touches! A beautiful carpeted library, a small apartment for teaching domestic science, plus a hall and gym which were separated by a folding screen, so that they could be used as one enormous hall for Speech Day. The only design fault was putting the chemistry labs next to the dining room!
The Head was Miss ...see more
I remember Our Lady and St Joseph's school and Mrs Clinton the primary one teacher. I lived in Annathill and traveled by bus every day. The Chapel was up the hill from school and I can remember making my first communion there.
I can remember walking home sometimes and meeting up with the protestants and the boys would have a fight. We had to pass a railway junction and then on to a level crossing at ? where the Bluebird ...see more
The taller light coloured house on the left, near the centre of the picture, is called Balcony House. The balcony was removed, I believe, in World War 11. The house was built in the mid 19th C by the local apothecary. I lived there c 1977-1982. The shop belonged to a butcher. The four small cottages are older than Balcony House, and behind them lies a farm belonging to the Spinks family.
I remember my first day at St Xaviours in Dalmelington. It was run by nuns who were very strict. I wore a uniform like St Trinians (I cant remember what it was called - Gymslip maybe?). I got the ruler on my hand for dipping my finger in the inkwell on the desk. I was only 4 or 5 at the time.
The bus stop to go home was on the main road next to a barn with horses in it.
The old bridge was still in use when I went to school. ...see more
I can remember Ann Wall, I lived in Eltingham street at the same time. I moved from Blackhill and now live in the USA .
Holy Innocents in Kingsbury Rd, adjacent to Oliver Goldsmiths Primary School. I attended there and brought my daughter back from Australia to be christened in Holy Innocents.
Corner of Kingsbury Road, Church Lane and Buck Lane. I remember it well with Bryant's newsagent on the corner.
Closer view of my last school. This photo is from 1955, the first year I went there and it took me about 18 months to settle in! After that the sense of freedom I had from being in such great surroundings was very inspiring! I was really quite sad to leave in 1960.
Reigate Priory County Secondary School to give it it's full name was my last full time school. I went here at 11 and stayed untill the summer of 1960 when I turned 16. The fields in front of the school were, and still are, part of the public park that surrounds the school. There were three football pitches in the winter and two cricket pitches in the summer. The school had playing fields, also open to the public, to ...see more
I would go swimming In this lower lake at Earlswood Common from about the age of 8 with a few friends. No adults were present or needed, we had all been taught how to take care of ourselves and help our friends. Even so, parts of the lake were about 8 feet deep in places so the rule was "stay in the shallows if you can't swim". We didn't take a towel just stripped off to our underpants and dived in and ...see more
This is the place where I went to watch bands from about 1958 until they stopped in the 60's. First Saw Johnny Kidd & The Pirates here, Eddie Cochran, Gene Vincent and later The Searchers, The Hollies, Brian Poole & The Tremoloes, Freddie & The Dreamers. Many of the local Bands used to play here as well. I lived for music then & still do, playing some Bass now and running Jam ...see more
My dad worked in the brewery and my mam worked in the Hanbry and also my father's family came from Aberbeeg and I have been looking for some things about the Parson family who lived in Abergeeg . My dad's name is Arthur Parsons and my mam is Brenda Parsons - was Miller,
I have just read an amusing story about the Walls ices girls and how pretty they were - I was one of those girls - I can't quite believe someone has written about us! What fun we had. We all worked in the school holidays in the beach cafes, hard work sometimes but such good times.The beaches were packed and we sold lots of Walls ices!
The cliffs on this photograph were the source of much competition as we ...see more
I turned eighteen in 1965. It was around this time that I had a tendency, upon coming home from the pub (in the summer), to have a black coffee, tie a rod onto the bike, and head off for Southwick via Brighton (about 35 miles from Reigate). Such energy, at that age! Upon arrival, I'd catch shrimps from the walkway using a drop-net and kippers for bait, then when dawn came (suitable tide), I'd float-fish for bass from ...see more
I lived on Woodcote Valley Road from 1967 to 1989. The pictures from the 1960's is how I remember Purley - I don't recognise the place when I go back there now.
The shops were great - Morgans where you could buy individual farm animals, and I seem to remember one of the shops had a pulley system to take the money to the cash office at the back which sent your change back.
I loved the library - the speed ...see more
My name is Julia Coles and I was born in the Nursing Home in Wrafton Road on 11 May 1954 to Edna and Phil Watchus. My father was in the RAF at Chivenor and I lived in Braunton until I left to work in Exeter in 1990. I remember Braunton so well, Caen Street with the Post Office on the left hand side. Chuggs the newsagents, the cake shop, Darracotts the Ironmongers, Holdens. It had everything and to be honest I ...see more
I was asked to read a lesson by my teacher at St Johns Church, Leytonstone for one of our school services. To my horror, she had me practice reading loudly in the school corridors and left me standing there, reading aloud, when all the other kids came back in from playtime. However, when it came to the event, no one mentioned I was to step up to the microphone (never saw one before) so I don't know if anyone heard me at all in the end.
We used to love looking in the stream for cray fish, minnows and small creatures. We were fascinated by the clear water as we had no streams in London,where we lived. I remember telling my mum about the small creatures that looked like sticks and had bits of gravel and sticks on them, like a coat. She didn't believe me, but I later (many years later) found out they were larvae - I think of the Caddis ...see more
I remember the fish shop/butchers in the High Street, it was called Gurrs and they used to smoke the fish out the back of the shop. It was situated between Boots and Rossis. Before the swimming pool was built, the land was full of trees and bushes where we played as kids. We always went over there after coming out of the Saturday morning pictures at the State Cinema, 6d downstairs, 9d upstairs. I used to ...see more
We had an idylic little house with two rooms and a small kitchen where we spent Summer holidays, running in the lanes and dreaming in the fields of corn and poppies.
We used to have lovely picnics, mum took sandwiches and some pop in a bottle, a towel and a flannel to wipe dirty hands and faces. We spend all day paddling and catching minnows with our net. My brother Tom always used to send a model boat out and they usually got stuck or sunk by a wave !
I was born at 3 Dornden Cottages in June 1942. My father (Charles Harris) was Chauffer to Mr Coombe at Dornden. Unfortunately Mr Coombe died around 1947 and we had to move out of our cottage as it was a tied residence (about 1949). My memories of living there are vague, but I know happy. There used to be an walled, ivy lined path from our garden to the common across which I went down to ...see more
I was raised in Broadway from a baby until I married in 1970. My parents, Gordon and Joan Harrison owned and ran the Broadway Coaches Ltd at Yew Tree House, just above this photo. Behind the house we kept many coaches which took the local children to schools in the area and many day trips. My grandfather had a garage on the village green selling petrol and local taxis. we were always busy. The car in the picture ...see more
I grew up at Alum Bay, as my parents, John & Irene Groves were managers at the Needles Hotel from 1948 - 1954. My brother Neil is 2 years older than me and we have some wonderful memories of playing in the grounds, which were very different to how they are today. There was a cafe, a bazaar, (where you could fill up your sand phials), a restaurant and a bar. The hotel was non residential, but my parents ...see more
H.M.S. Sylph went hard aground on Aberavon Beach after breaking her towing hawsers
during a storm while being towed across Swansea Bay to be scrapped in Newport. This was in April 1927.
Attempts to haul her off with tugs were made but their efforts only rocked her back
and forth sinking her deeper into the sand. There she remained, and at low tide people walked around her gathering ...see more
Dont live in Pudsey any more but was born and brought up there. I lived on Laurel Mount off Richardshaw Lane. across from Farsley omnibus depot. I think there is an office block there now. There used to be Harold's fish shop, a grocery shop, a cobblers shop where we always used to buy our fireworks and then a timber yard. Where the by pass goes under Rikky Lane there used to be another grocers shop on ...see more
1959-1963 - I remember my teachers - Miss Newall, Mr Parkinson, Mr Glazer and finally Mr Hesketh (class 4A1); and the Headmaster, whose name I thought was Harrison, but others remember him as Henderson, so perhaps I am wrong. He taught us country dancing, which I loved enormously. I also loved singing in Mr Sellary's choir (home-made pink check gingham frocks for the girls), and we won a few competitions, I think. ...see more
I have fond memories spent with my grandparents who lived at The Oaks in Girdlane, Mill Brow. I used to walk to Marple Bridge with my grandma to do the shopping. I was born in Stephouses, Hollywood Lane, Mellor and went to school for a time at the Church School in Mellor - Mrs Rudge was the Headmistress. I moved to Scotland with my family at the age of 6 or 7, but I came back to stay with my ...see more
I was born on Room's Lane in one of three cottages near to the train station. My father worked for Roland Humphry. We moved to St Bernard's not long after I was born, the house was the previous horseman's home, My dad worked with his horse most of the time and I would sit at the end of the field and wait for dad to finish, when I was able to have a ride home on her. St Bernards had two rows of houses ...see more
I spent several months in Treloar with Polio. I was five years old and from what I have been told, at deaths door. Can't say that I remember much except the nurses smiles and the pictures of Micky Mouse on the windows. I would like to thank the staff for whatever they did to save my life, as from being paralyzed from my left arm across my body to my right leg, I went on to have a fantastic life seeing the world and having children and grandchildren. Thank you.
How wonderful to hear of one of my dear friend's memories of 1960s Menith Wood. Although I was actually born at "Eardiston" Farm called Moor Farm, in one of the converted barns in 1949, I spent all but the first few months of my life living at Upper Claywood, which was situated just below Menith Wood by a quarter of a mile.
The position of the cottage was to look out over the Teem ...see more
This photo has brought back so many memories of when I had my summer holidays in the last house before the white houses. There was a gate to the side of the house which lead into a large garden where my grandad grew veg and fruit, and the chickens from the farm behind walked around the garden. I loved to play in the sheds in the garden and pick the peas for dinner. The days would be filled ...see more
