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The old post office in the picture once belonged to my family, as did the the farm that once stood to the left of the old post office. I spent the first 18 years of my life growing up in Marloes. It's a lovely place to visit as it's steeped in history, from Henry Tudor to WW2, also the heritage of the Kensington family and the Kensington estate of St Brides. Marloes is outlined with some of Wales's most beautiful ...see more
I remember Zeeta's coffee shop and the Rotary Club just round the corner. The Pontiac was a great club, Chris Farlowe and the Thunderbirds were the resident band there and we used to be there almost every week!
Hi, I was born in 1952 at Silver Terrace, Southdown, lived there till 1965, went to primary school at Blindwell Hill. I still have relatives living there, lots of older relatives buried there. Great memories of long summers wandering around Sango and the pits. The old Southdown social club, we used to have great fun on the jumping walls, all of which are now sadly gone. The carnivals used to be brilliant on the quay ...see more
Greenfeeds on the right of the picture is where I lived. The premises were owned by my family since the early 1800's and at that time they also owned the Prospect Pub. My great grandfather also had tenants renting properties he owned up the High St, the road leading up to the viaduct.
I was in Heswall Childrens Hospital from 1968 to 1969. I have mixed memories. I was very homesick - I was 11- and only one of the night nurses showed any caring - all the others either ignored me or told me to pull myself together. Having said that, I attended the hospital school - taught by mr smith who had magnificent beard! He directed the christmas concert for parents which was one of my better memories!! The ...see more
I was born in late August 1949 in Joan Gardens..a banjo off of Joan Road. Yes we lived on the big council estate but we didn't know. All I remember is the wonderful tmes we had playing in the banjo and the streets around..knock down ginger being the favourite. I remember having to try and go to the loo after my older sister and I were caught knocking by a very quick neighbour and my quick witted ...see more
Born Southfields Nursing Home 12/01/47. Gladys May Haines (maternal grandmother) who owned The Queensborough Hotel on the sea front before the war. Parents, Madge Haines married Andrew Aitken, a survivor from the sinking of aircraft carrier - HMS Courageous - in Sept. 1939, 3 weeks into WWII. Paternal grandparents, Andrew and Mildred Aitken lived in a house in Arundel Road, now, I believe, a ...see more
Were they happy years? I suppose they were, although we were very poor as kids we made the best of it, my memories were of the trams clattering up manchester road, which we used to take to go to the swimming baths from school. Wandering around Kirkgate Markets. Anyone remember the Giant Pie with steam coming out in the Bakers window opposite Kirkgate Market. I can remember going to the Alhambra ...see more
My husband (Jose) and I were stationed at RAF Upper Heyford and lived on Church Street (81 Church I believe) with our 2 young children (Erin and Justin) from May 1982 until we moved to base housing at RAF Upper Heyford in May 1983. Our wonderful neighbors were Robert (Bob) and Gay Wallis (children - Jenny and John) and on the other side of us were the Grants (can't think of their first names) who raised Jacob's ...see more
My Grandfather and Grandmother were married in this church. My grandfather John Booth was a rock manufaturer - the Exhibition Rock Company in Gorton Street. I saw the lights being turned off in 1939 when the war broke out. My Father Ronald Monk had the first internal airline in the UK going from Blackpool to the Isle of Man and Liverpool. At the Isle of Man airport one can see the propellor from his seaplane. It was while doing this that he met my Mother Madeline Monk nee Booth.
Roe Green known as "Tee Total Village" (there has never been a public house there.) The Independent Methodist Church (Chapel) was the hub of the village. I was baptized there in 1939 and all my life up to 1961 was spent in activities at the chapel. Dancing classes, choir practice, Young Worshipers League, Badminton,.Christian Endeavour meetings and the yearly panto.My mother, Mrs Gill, turned our ...see more
I moved to Lymington Road, Dagenham, in 1939, across the road from the school. At first I attended Green Lane School - same as Dudley Moor. I even had the same piano teacher. Miss Hoggard. But she gave up on me. In the early years of the War, bedtime was the Anderson shelter, and whopping great spiders! Searchlights swept the skies, and there was often the sound of anti aircraft guns. Shrapenl was plentiful. ...see more
I went to school in Bexleyheath between 1950 and 1954. I believe the school was in Pelham Road but I can't be sure. Maybe there was a separate infants department in North Street? My first (very young) girlfriend was there too and she lived just off the Green and was called Kay Thompson. I started school early at the age of 4 at North Street infants and moved on to Pelham Road ...see more
From Billy Bell: I remember the good days at the regatta, going to Hexham to row on the Tyne and then we grew up. I went to work at Hamsterly collierly then when I was 16 I worked underground, I had my own pit pony, driving tubs of coal to the landing to go to the bank which is the surface.
I was born in Dixon Avenue in 1947, We knew everyone in the village. I got a job delivering papers for Ossie and Hilda Paul in 1958.
Dad took me to see the crashed wagon that demolished the chapel, all of us lads spent hours in the Heuffy wood with the dogs rabbiting, now they don't know what to do. Sadly some of the lads have now passed away. Please get in touch with me, I will be pleased to hear from old friends.
I remember spending part of school summer holidays here as my grandparents lived in the village, they were Robert John King and Florence Emma King, nee Stanton. I used to go across to the shop from their cottage on Main Street and buy 'Hubbly Bubbly', always pineapple flavour, I remember the Old Post office and Scotts Farm, 'The Wheatsheaf' pub and 'The Buckingham Arms'. And dad would show me the old school and ...see more
My Great Grandfather William Mitchell Forbes and his twin brother James Mitchell Forbes, born 1856, Backloan, Parish of Tough in 1861 lived in Funchry, Tough with their mother and brother Arthur Mitchell Forbes. I would love to know more about them all, their mother Forbes Mitchell died Dunmore Cottages, Dunmore by Airth she might have been housekeeper at a big house there.
Hello, I was regularly sent to stay with my Aunty Rene Hunter who lived on the Crossways in Otley in the 60s. I have many great memories of the summer months here. I made friends who i have never met again since, and i often wonder what happened to them., Names like Ian Hughes,from a large family, and Elaine,who lived at 3 the Oval. Wharfedale park, the Wear, walking up Prince Henry rd that seemed to go on for ever. Happy days. Chris
Hi, my aunt and uncle and their family lived in Salford in the 1970s, they ran a pub called the Brown Cow, the only thing I know is it was once shown in an episode of 'Corrie'. There was a large metal bridge and a lot of waste land around it. My mother came from Salford and I have family that I have never met. I'm in my sixty's now and would love to find them if anyone can help, thankyou.
Parts of the Hall are still in existence. Some is divided into flats, whereas the pseudo-ecclesiastical 'ruins' are in people's gardens. I'd be grateful for information about the Hall's history.
I spent all my childhood in Ashtead from 1954-1972 and enjoyed a wonderful freedom that today's children don't have. I'm still in touch with Gillian [Barrett] and Sheena [Tailby].
I wonder what happened to other friends: Rita Stewart, Monica Button, Sarah Hytch, Claire Manning, Hilary and Jane Lewis, Anthony and Jennifer Tatman, Graham Dodge, Sarah Dickenson, Melanie Hughes.
I went to Ryebrook school 1957- 1960 then Parsons Mead till 1969.
when I was about a year old I moved to the Hough from Englesea Brook, where my parents lived for a couple of years.
I went to school at Shavington and was good friends with John Addison, Alan Giller (the latter living next door for a while until his folks moved to Wistaston. They returned to Shavington years later.
The local lads' playground was Hough Common, building dens, climbing trees and ...see more
We invited the third sec of the Russian emb to talk to us. The senior Conservatives said that they would expel us if we went ahead. We went ahead. How things have changed!
I suppose, years ago, there was a Bedford market without old Ben. Can’t have been much of a market though. Anyway, as long as I, or everybody else I've asked can remember, old Ben has been down the market on Saturdays. Maybe he worked on the stalls as a young chap, but for the last twenty or thirty years he's been down the market just being old Ben. His favourite stalls are the fruit and veg. You might catch him ...see more
Walking free through the wet grass leaving dark trails. Ahead the meadow rises to the mill bank where we stand in silence. Silent and smooth the deep mill race slides towards the wheel. Turning away we follow the bank upstream to the New Overs. Standing on the wooden sluice walk we look down the slide to the deep pool below. No water over the spillways in summer, the shutters are down and slides are dry. Later in the ...see more
Some time in York I'd spend an hour or so within the Minster itself, and for me it was not fascination that brought me into the place; it was because its past history which was revealed. Take the Jews, many of which had came from Israel as captives of the Roman Empire whose tasks were to plan architecture and also to keep tally on goods purchased and sold. Whichever emperor it was who supposedly gave the Jews their freedom ...see more
My book on Brynsadler was published in 2008 but is now out of print. Those interested might get a copy from the Community Shop in Pontyclun. The book covers the period from the 1880s up to 1950.
The first time I knew I had found my old family home was the sign post at the top of the village saying 'Welcome to Twyning', as my grandad was born in Red Marley and later lived in Twyning itself it was as though I actually knew him, he died many years before I was born and my father was always reticent about the family so I had to find my own way amongst them. Since that day my ambition has been to have a house there and to reseach more of our history. One day!
I was born in 1949 and lived in Little John Street with my brother Bobby, dad Hugh and my mum, Jenny. Not that I remember about the day I was born, but I do have a lot of happy memories about The Crescent. Our next door neighbours were the Scott family, Neil, Billy and Alec. When we moved from The Crescent to Charleston the Scott family moved there as well, so I was able to keep up my friendship with Alec. I remembe the ...see more
We toured entirely around Scotland in the Summer of 1975 in our Land Rover. It came as something of a shock to discover how long some of our drives took as the narrow and steep roads with passing places seemed to stretch for miles and miles. The journey was "planned" from the comfort of our home in East Kilbride as we had just moved to Scotland so I could start a new job in Glasgow. Almost two ...see more
Guessing around 1069, I'd been about 10 then. I have many memories of going to Saturday morning cinema with my sister, and I remember my dad telling me of having similar memories. I lived at the top of St John's Hill, just before the town hall, so it was a fair old walk. I remained in Battersea/Clapham until 1985.
I grew up in Rhos on Sea and remember very clearly the group of shops in this photo. I was sent regulary to Reynolds Hairdressers for a "Short Back & Sides" and as a small child sat on a plank of wood which rested on the arms of the Barber's Chair so I was high enough for Mr Reynolds to reach! My best pal's grandparents owned Roberts Newsagents and on Sunday mornings he and I sold papers from the stand outside the shop in good weather.- Happy days!
Lovely memories of this park in all seasons - piles of leaves in the autumn and the pond frozen in the winter, the 'donkey derby', taking my puppy for walks and eventually it was the place I 'ran away' to when I was told we were moving away!
Very vivid memories of our school nativity plays at the town hall (I played Mary twice!) and also playing the piano in front of a large audience after coming first in my age group at the Farnborough and Aldershot music festival
This picture shows what is now Lloyds Bank with the edge of the North Camp Methodist church on the left where I went to Sunday school and Brownies in the church hall.
If I'm right this is Reading Road: 'Aunty Jean' ran a pre-school playgroup and lived at the end of this road.
I was also born in Hawkesbury Upton and spent the first 27 years of my life there, many of my family are still there. I left the village when I married and moved to the Bristol area. I have 3 children and one grand daughter. Unfortunately that marriage finished and I moved to Holland 17 years ago and now live 15 minutes from Amsterdam.
I still visit the village but it is so different to the days when we ...see more
The Museum Garden was something of a treat when my mother took my three nieces and my nephew and myself to the Museum Garden. There were some peacocks and peahens roaming about freely within the gardens, My Nnece Trudy was somewhat amazed when she saw the peacock fan its feathers, she made a remark saying that the feathers were beautiful and said out loud ''Please Mr Peacock would you please give me just one of your ...see more
My auntie is the last remaining daughter of John Feenan, if any-one has any memories of John I would love to hear, maybe I could print them and show my auntie, at the age of 81 years now, and the Centenary this year would be great to see...
I was at Boyles Court but I cannot find any mention of it anywhere, I was told it was a mental home? Please can anyone throw light on what it was? Thank you.
i was sent to The Gables from Boyles Court in Brentwood because I was a bit of a naughty boy. I liked it there, I loved Maldon, it has great memories for me as well as bad ones from the headmaster Mr Gosling becasue he was a one-legged bully, he used the cane very hard and very often, I hated him. I had a friend there called Roger Shilton. I was a member of the Boys Brigade, l liked that as well, but unfortunately I was taken from The Gables to another school in Langham.
My family name was Stebbing, Jennifer, Carol and Sue, and l lived down Beldham Road council estate until my father Robert won the football pools, then he bought a house in Northwood in Middlesex. He was a bus driver and before that a sergeant in the army for 24 years. He used to drink in the Cricketers Arms. My best friend was a Shirley Warner.
My nan and grandad were Barking people, my nan was born on a fishing smack moored in the quay at barge aground area of town. My grandad was a hero of the battle of Jutland. My uncle Tig lived and died in Barking so did many of my family. My dad was in the Royal Marines and when he demobbed we came home from Germany and lived in a nissen hut in Barking Park with 3 other families, Billy Cutts was one I think, then ...see more
1964 was the year I moved from Barking to Bletchley because my aunt and uncle Jay lived there since 1954, we used to go to there's for Christmas, it was boring, nowt to do loads of snow and woods and cows. When I first got of the train at Bletchley I thought I'd stepped into a time warp, everything was closed, even the ticket collector had gone home. There was 1 taxi, Purcells, I wanted Kennt Drive and walked to ...see more
This picture of Shiplake Lock brings back memories. My parents moved into Shiplake Lock in 1952. This picture shows the old lock house with my father Peter Gough coming out of the gate. The old house where my brothers grew up had not electricity or running water. The old house in the picture was knocked down in 1958 when the current one was built adjacient to it. This was the one that I grew up in. My father tragically ...see more
I was born and lived in Reada Terrace near Frizington, Cleator Moor, my parents were Jerry and Margaret Hayhoe and we moved down to Doncaster in Yorkshire roundabout 1964. I can remember St Paul's School in Frizington, the pond in the woods on the way to school where a little girl was unfortunately drowned, I can also remember the sound of the hounds on the hunt. We had to walk to school of ...see more
I lived in Bryn Glas for ten years after passing the 11+ to go to Lewis School for girls. Memories - I have lots, and it is lovely to come back home. Sitting on the Graig counting the cars (and there weren't many), travelling up Tredomen hill towards Nelson. Really enjoyed the Boys Club on a Thursday night -sixpence to get in. I can remember driving in my father's car under the viaduct towards Maesycwmmer . ...see more
I stayed at Netherside Hall in 1952, Mr Anderton was the headmaster. I have some vivid memories of the school and grounds, but I am hopeless with names, only a couple come to mind, John Firth, Ronnie Reeves. I was the only boy I think without asthma, I used to sneak inhalers for the other boys. I was captain of the football side, and we played on the small pitch next to the road. One of the boys fell out of the big tree ...see more
My memory is not that long ago. I moved to Chesterfield with my wife and small children in 1991. We first lived in Brampton then moved to Wingerworth. We had a fish and chip shop in Cavendish Street just around the corner from Knifesmithgate opposite the Blue Bell Hotel. I am from Sydney in Australia so to live and work in the beautiful town of Chesterfield was a great experience for me. I enjoyed the ...see more
Anne must have left Shute School a few years before I started there!! I remember a fantastic cold spring with an old fashioned pump in the "grounds" of the gate house. Always very welcome when we had biked to Colyton and back on a Saturday afternoon!! And the water was always ice cold even on the hottest day.
Somewhere, not too far from Woodley, there is a pub called the But Inn, it was somewhat an old-fashioned pub where instead of hand pumps for filling up pint glasses there were barrels tipped on their sides and a wooden tap knocked into the barrel. There was a spill bin to capture any drips from out of the barrels. As far as I recall the brewery was Weatherheads that supplied all the beer within the wooden ...see more
Does anyone have any knowledge or photos relating to the row of cottages, demolished in Upper Llansamlet, when the M4 was laid down?
My great-grandfather lived in one of these cottages. There is a photograph in existance but I was unable to get a copy.
If anyone has a photo of these cottages I would appreciate a copy.
Thanks,
Wendy
Does anyone have photos of Swansea Vale Works? I have tried to find photos but cannot locate any.
My grandfather lived in Heol Las area but unsure if in any of the houses shown.
Name: Reginald Davies
Worked in Swansea Vale Cynder Plant for many years.
Any photos would be appreciated.
Thanks,
Wendy
Can scarcely believe that nobody has memories of the late Anna Margaret Haycraft, aka novelist Alice Thomas Ellis, wife of Colin Haycraft owner of Duckworth Publishing where she was also fiction editor. Haycraft loved her home in Pennant Melangell which she owned for decades until her death in 2005. I believe her to be buried in the local cemetery here which I intend visiting this year (2012). Or are the locals ...see more
As children,we attended Sunday school which was at the base in one of the nissan huts, as we got older it was the church service. After church we would walk to the Castle in pitch darkness, with Tommy and Bet Stewart, telling ghost stories. The castle was a ruin then with walls crumbled, broken doors, which I am sure was vandalism, you could enter into the Castle, not that we did as it was too creepy. It ...see more
I went to Mardyke from 1952 to 1956. I believe it opened in 1951. It was a big change from the cramped east end. At first we only had the 2 asphalt playgrounds because the big playing field hadn't been made yet. I can remember class mates Alan Parkinson, Paul Lambillion, Barry Halsey, Pat Wyatt, Clive Vellacot, Brian Crudgington, Mary Davis and a few others. Teachers included Mr. Jeffries, Mr. West, Mr. Hewitt, Miss Wright. Headmaster was Mr. Childs. Anyone remember those times?
I was born and brought up in Barnton and remember fondly how we used to walk across the fields to go to marbury swimming pool. We spent many happy hours there in summer. Like many others my father was housed in Marbury Park by I.C.I until the housing estates were built. We lived in Green Avenue most of my family still live in and around Northwich, I travelled furthest [ha ha] and live in Warrington but still class ...see more
I am now 53. My parents and I moved to Erith from Suffolk in 1967/68. I remember the old Erith pre concrete jungle. I never really let the old town go. The damage the new building did to the town is only known now. It was not a very happy time, but that was not due to Erith. I lived in Springhead Road. Worked 10 years at Simbros, Hailey Road. Got married in Christchurch, Erith. I would like to think my dad was a character ...see more
I grew up in Deal, spent many hours in this shelter, from around 1961, it is still there today.
My fondest memories of that time are: directly opposite across the road was a roller skating rink and amusement arcade, cafe and a round bingo hut, later the bingo hut was removed and replaced with swing boats.
I loved my time there. I have only one picture of myself on the rink, but cannot see the ...see more
This wondeful hotel was a show-topper in 1948. I could never have afforded to stay here. However my friends and I often came here Saturday evenings to enjoy the party atmosphere and dance the night away. The highlight of this hotel's ballroom was the 'sprung floor' Plus the advantage of having two stages, one at each end of the ballroom, This meant that on one stage held a 'Modern' dance band, and a ...see more
I came to live at Gara Bridge as a babe in arms in the early 1940s. We lived at 2 Hothole Cottages, and I remained there until I joined the forces in 1960. Our neighbours all that time were called Pullyblank, Phil, the elder, and wife lived in the house on the right, as you look at the cottages from the front. On the left lived Bill Pulleyblank and wife. Both these men were rabbit trappers We travelled to ...see more
These memories actually date back to the summer of 1967 as well as that of 1968. Sometimes, there was no work in the fields, or I needed money because I was such a lazy fruit picker. So I left Leverington and applied to be hired at Smedley's in the evening after tea. It was marvellously quick and simple to get work, there were no formalities, no red tape at all. We seasonal workers just got a clocking card, and I am ...see more
I remember going to the bakers (Kings), and getting little brown Hovis loaves rolls, then taking them back to Bradwell. I also used to live in a flat at 5, Church Street, 2nd storey, rent in those days was £1 50p a week, it belonged to Muscutt at Thompins, those were the days.
The second year we came to Leverington was 1968, June and July. We decided to air ourselves in England. Instead of two, we were three boys this time, and we came in my car. Tom knew us from last year, but it was his duty to deliver his standard speech on the rules of the camp : "This is a WORKING CAMP, NOT a HOLIDAY CAMP ! When you do not work in the fields, you can enjoy yourselves, but I don't want to find ...see more
My family moved to Magham Down in December 1953, when I was nearly 5. The Red Lion was run by the Mounsey family. The shop and post office was run by Joyce Russell. In the shop were sweets in large glass jars, many made by Angear's of Herstmonceux. They were weighed out and sold by the quarter, in white paper bags. The shop was in the main part of the house, but the post office was ...see more
The church was a mission hall, part of Hailsham Parish. It was constructed of green painted corrugated iron. There was just one large room, with a curtained vestry at the rear. There were two services a month, a communion service at 8am on the 4th Sunday, and on the third Sunday of the month, an afternoon service which was a mixture of Matins and Evening Prayer. On every Sunday except the third, ...see more
I have a memory of Hogsthorpe on already as I attended the village school. I now have in my possession a postcard showing Sivells Mill and I cannot find out where Sivells Mill was in Hogsthorpe. Can anyone tell me where in Hogsthorpe Sivells Mill was?
Also I went to school with Sylvia Hartley (nee Jinks) who I have met up with once but have been unable to contact her again. Does anyone know if she is ...see more
I think it was July 1967. We arrived at Leverington hitch-hiking from the Continent. We were nineteen years old, and we had so little money that we had decided never to pay for accommodation until we got to Leverington. I remember we slept in a lean-to shed at the back of a pub. The pub owner had served us a few pints and listened to our little story. She offered this solution. Another night, we slept in a kind of blockhouse ...see more
I lived at 13 Fallside Rd, and I remember as a child going up to the hotel window with other children to see these Americans celebrating Christmas, with a real Christmas tree. I think they missed their own families because I remember them coming and talking to us. My mother came and dragged me home with an American running after her, apologising to her and explaining that they mean'nt no harm. I left Bothwell in 1949 to emigrate to South australia
My mother died in 1943,when I was still a child. It was strange, terrible time but I remember vividly standing in the peaceful churchyard at the burial. The place is dear to my heart.
I left Quarry Bank in 1953 to go to America. I later found I attended when John Lennon was there. I have never understood why he was killed. I lived in Aigburth and lost contact with all my friends. I still think of Aigburth as home.
Mr Lodge who was blacksmith and farrier to the stable which his daughter Elaine owned would allow me to watch him work at the forge: one day whilst he was fashioning a horseshoe which was white hot, he had placed it on top of the anvil just for a short moment while he stoked up the fire. It was then that a rep. came in order to try and sell some horse nails; anyway this rep. was so occupied in the ...see more
Are there any photos of Theodore Lamb? I remember him very well.
I used to live in Perthcelyn but now live in Station Terrace in the Ceiber and have done for 7 years, all my family are from here:)
I also attended the primary school at Bourne from 1955 to 1963 before moving to Heckington in 1964. I remember mostly with fondness, my time at the school, especially my time in Mr. Lamberts class 3 as it was when I attended. I ssed to love his story reading as he would stand at a lectern which was to the left of his desk. When he read from Dickens's 'A Christmas Carol' he would come charging down the ...see more
If this was summer 1955 or in 1957 to 1958, my pram-pushing wife might well be in the picture. Eldest was born in May 1955, next in May 1957, the eldest at Newcastle General hospital, the next at home at 14 Millfield Gardens. Looks busy enough to be a weekend so maybe I was in it too.
Wonderful sands, freezing cold under a sea fret.
I lived in Tunley Road, Balham from 1938 to 1949, I remember the day the V2 hit at the end of the road, and I lost friends. I went to Ravenstone School until 1949. There were 3 of us, Maureen Smith, Maureen Green and me Valerie Smith, we were a real "gang". Mr. Fish was the Head, and Miss Taylor and Mr. Stanly Tench were the teachers I remember. Of course our "gang" made up wonderful romance stories about the two of ...see more
Back in the 1960s my sister used to take her dolls to the dolls' hospital to get them fixed, they also mended teddy' bears but my best memory of the dolls' hospital was that they used to have a Jonny 7 machine gun set up in the window, it was a toy gun that broke down into 7 different weapons. I was living on Bellfields then and my mum didn't have much money so she couldn't afford to buy me one and all of my mates were in ...see more
Can anyone please remember a private Hotel in Sands Lane called the Farslea Hotel? My Mum and Dad had that hotel. I would love to find out if it is called anything else now, or even if it was demolished.
I have been searching, to reestablish contact with friends of my youth in Aveley. Also seeking photo records of those days, during and directly after the War. Time is passing and I need to do it before they are all gone. I found two sites on Facebook which were immensely helpful, They are: MEMORIES OF GROWING UP IN OLD AVELEY (with 128 Members) AVELEY THURROCK (with 825 Members) Both are very useful. Peter Gough pgough@embarqmail.com