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My cousin worked at Cleethorpe Marina Zoo and I went in with her during summer holidays. I recall going in the pen and playing with this baby bear, I was about 9 years old. She also let me go in with the dolphins, they pulled me round their big pool in a dinghy. A lllama baby died whilst I was there and she also had to kill baby chicks to feed to the snakes.
What an experience eh - no health and safety in those days and such fun too x
Hi everyone, my family lived in Northern Drive from 1955 - 1966. I lived with my granparents, Jake Winter and Flo his wife. I remember the [flats] street parties we had at Whit Week. My uncle Norman used to play the accordian, the grown-ups used to have a good old knees up.Then all hell would let loose, the catholics would call the prodidogs. We kids thought it was great fun, although the language was ...see more
My name is Mike Pearson and my father used to work at the Skating Rink in South Park, more or less full time at one stage in his life. His name was Ernest, or Erne, Pearson. He gave out and took back in the skates and did the music I think. Maybe someone will remember him.
Ferniegair is very dear to my heart. Being fortunate to have two sets of relatives who lived there we spent many happy times visiting them. As soon as we arrived at one Aunt's house it was off with the coats and across the road to see the other relatives then of up the high parks to play on the swings and the giant chute, it was ever so high and how we loved it. We had a cousin who just loved us children and had ...see more
Post house coffee bar (Dilaplos), I lived in there, lunch most dinner times, and back in when the shop closed. I worked in Stylo's, corner of Northgate and Crown Street. Myself and a lad called Frank Uttley(hairdresser) used to get our lunch time snacks on tic and pay on Fridays on payday. On an evening, it was straight out of work and down the bowling ally with my pal Dougie Kelly (worked at Illingworth & Co, ...see more
Does anyone remember George Clark, the knocker up? George and his wife Ethel (my grandparents) lived on Barmborough Street, and they also kept an allotment with pigs. People used to take peelings etc. in exchange for a few sweets to my grannie's, which my grandad used for mixing with the pig meal and spuds. My gran's sister, Florrie Young, I believe lived at the top of Tickhill Street. I would love to hear ...see more
You mention you know a lot about Pontlotyn, I was wondering if you remember a family whose mother died in 1940 and the children were taken to the homes? I am searching on behalf of a friend. Some names may help, older ones Frances, Elizabeth, Emlyn, Stephen, William, then Margaret, Maureen, Theresa, Winifred. Anything you can remember will be helpfil as most of them she has never found. The last three were in homes together. Hope you can help.
I lived in Cecilia Road, Cherry Tree (1930-1945), going in the navy in 1941. Blackburn Grammar School 1935-1941.
Happy memories of St. Francis Church and the Rev. Egerton Ward and family, they had a daughter called Angela.DOES. ANYONE KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS FAMILY?
My first school was Witton Stocks Primary, then the very tough St.Aidan's, Mill Hill.
I am 88 and live in Lincolnshire.
Lumb Mill in the 1950s
I remember my late mother and father working at this mill in the 1950s. My father worked as a boiler man. As a child I visited the mill during the school holidays also at weekends.
I used to join my father in the boiler house. He used to let me press buttons and turn valves on and off under his supervision. After stoking up the boiler we went round the mill where he explained its ...see more
I was born in 1943 in Bankfield Avenue, Cadishead. When I was 5 we moved to a brand new council house in Devon Road, on the same day I started school which was 2 minutes away round the corner. There were 6 in our family, Mum, Dad, my two older brothers George and Derek, and my youngerr sister Ann. Our summer holidays seemed always to be sunny, we would take the ferry from Bobs Lane and go to Blue Bell ...see more
I was born at 18 Richard Street, Pontycymer. My mother was Mary and my father was Brynley, a coal miner. I went to the Welsh School at Bridgend Road and then to Garw Grammar School. I loved growing up in the valley. Honest hard working people. Miss the valley. Currently living in Madison, Wisconsin, USA with my wife Miriam. Coming home for Christmas. Staying in Castleford, Yorkshire with my mother in law, Pat, ...see more
I have fondest memories of the old Prichard family and Frank DM who lived and ran the post office in Llanrug for years. Frank DM also ran the coaches opposite the post.
It was a very sad day for Llanrug when Mrs Prichard widow of Frank DM and her family left the post office. When I go to the post I can still see in my mind Mr. and Mrs Frank DM Prichard.
Does anybody know where Brick Kiln Cottages in Rushbrook are? As my family lived there in 1881.
Thlocal shop was owned by my grandmother, Mrs Grabham, my father was brought up there, and had a very happy childhood. We used to visit when I was a child and I loved it. Sadly the shop does not exist any more, but it still a lovely little village. The cottage that they lived in was just across the road from the church.
I remember visiting Abercynon as a small child. Taken there by my mother to the house of Uncle Benjamin Jones. Having just turned 70 and lived in New Zealand for some 57 years my memories of the location of their house is vague. I do remember it being on a steep hill with a grand view. Benjamin gave my mother Haulwen away at her wedding (her Dad had died when she was only 4 years old) - her maiden ...see more
Joe Richards went on to be Headmaster of Pontygof Boys School. I went there from 1958 to1962 and remember these teachers: Mr Davies, Mr Jones who always used to sell stamp approvels from the draw in his desk where he also always had a big bar of chocolate which he constantly nibbled through the day, Dapper Lewes who was an out and out bully, he always punished you with a dap or a length of flex across the ...see more
I was born 27th February 1945, In Gate Burton Hall. My mum was evacuated from Hull with other expectant mothers. She often used to talk of the carpet of snowdrops she could see through the window. Every birthday she would get me a small bunch of snowdrops. One on these days I would like to venture to my birth place.
I get a lovely glow when I think of my dear Armagh in the 1950s. Life seemed so good and simple then. I would spend my days roaming free letting my imagination grow as children do. I played down in the river by the Legar Bridge. My granny was born in the old whitewashed house that used to stand nearby there to the left when you went over the bridge. I was to be found anywhere around Armagh often on my bike. ...see more
I was born in Liebenrood Road Maternity Hospital Reading in 1947 and for my first 5 years I lived in Salisbury Road, moving to Whitley until I left in 1969. I remember as a young child having many photographs taken at Jeromes in Broad Street. I spent many Christmases queuing to see Father Christmas in Heelas underneath a silk parachute that was suspended from the ceiling and it fascinated me and kept me ...see more
I moved to Buckhaven from Methil in 1973 and can remember being able to do almost all my weekly shopping in the town. Between Randolph Street and College Streets, there were enough shops to provide all your family needs. The Co-op had a number of departements in Randolph Street, there was also a couple of newsagents, chemists, florist, ironmongers, butchers and bakers. Since the 1990s the town has become more like a ...see more
Family research.
Robert Akers owned the Green Man Pub in Wormley West End in the 1700s. I would appreciate any information on the pub concerning exact location, pictures or just general information.
Many thanks
I remember living in Galesbury Road in the 1950s and going to Swaffield Road School, moving into Domelton House, Wendlesworth estate in the late 1950ss was luxury, central heating, a real bath and inside loo, for a ten year old exciting times were not far away. What is now Bembridge House was a bombed out building but for us kids it was a playground with no sense of danger. Other memories of ...see more
Appreciate any information.
George Abraham Akers used to own/ farm Rush Green Farm in Little Amwell in the 1800s and I would appreciate any information, letters or pictures of the farm and George if possible.
Many thanks
I attended Hatherleigh Secondary Modern School from 1955 to 1959. I have attempted to locate photographs of the school at that period but have failed. It was a beautiful old Manor house with with all sorts of land, tennis courts and green houses. Does anybody have photo copies of any pictures that I can use in the book that I am writing. I am also looking for a picture of the Kensington Club that is or was located on, I believe Victoria Park Avenue.
We used to walk from the lump Cefn-y-Bedd to the pictures, myself, Jimmy Farrell, Alan Tudor and Kenny Williams, Mrs Challoner used to work there, a bag of chips then walk home, ho happy days.
I was at Suffolks School during the Second World War and after, from about 1939 until 1947, when we endured the worst that Hitler could throw at us. We had many, many air raids that interrupted our schooling and much of our time was spent in the air raid shelter. I recall the rocket that fell on the infant school and destroyed most of the school, the Head Mistress asked some of us to help salvage the merchandise, I was one of them. Oh, so many happy times.
About this time I was a member of the Stag Motorcycle Club, our headquarters was the Stag and Hounds, it was a wonderful time in my life, it was a great club. I recall with great affection a few of the fellow members - Bert and Mervin Higgs, Jerry Church, Johny Holliman, Wally Stevens, and many other very special people with great affection.
Ron Ponsford.
My grandfather William Forey and gran Nellie, moved to Tre Ifor, when they demolished Dare Street in Aberdare. I think it was around the 1930s or 40s. The whole street moved to these new houses, and most stayed there all their lives. My dad Richard John, or Jack as he was called, and his two sisters, Maud and Annie, born 1905, 1911, 1913. I knew most of the other families, but not by name, as ...see more
Photo of Poulton Square in 1895, 110 years ago.
Terry Groom and I were the last persons to run the ferry at Hullbridge. Dick Hyams, the ferryman, who lived in Pooles Lane had retired. When Terry, who lived at "Tara" in the Drive, and I, returned from National Service we obtained Waterman's licences from the Rochford Rural District council, rented the hut from Mr. Moss at the Anchor pub and started to run the ferry at weekends. Eventually we bought a ...see more
I lived at 68 Albert Road from about 1953 until they knocked the street down and we all moved up to the flats at the top of the road. It was a great place to be a kid, we still had the bomb site at the back of the gardens in between Albert and Denmark Road. We lived just opposite the pub and the dairy, Lionel ran the dairy for years. The Smiths, Terry and Tony lived next door to us and the Creans and Smoulders ...see more
My grandfather, Uriah Hazlehurst, served on this ship from 2nd April 1877 until 2nd March 1879 with a short break between 6th to 19th August 1878 when he was with 'R. Adelaide'. He went on to serve in the RN until 4th October 1895 when he was discharged to Plymouth Hospital.
My first week away from home was in August 1964, when I was 9 years old. It was at Buckmore Park Scouts camp, Chatham. I belonged to the 22nd Sea Scout group, Wathamstow, east London. I think from memory, I had £3 to spend for the week.
We ate in a large, round roofed, corrugated hut at the camp. I loved the rope slide which went across a field. There was a big camp fire on the edge of the ...see more
Dear Susan, I think that I was great friends with your mum and dad, I was with him when he met your mum at the Old Leathern Bottle at Warfield, she was in the Land Army and he had just been discharged from the Navy, we joined together. We always worked together at Royal Ascot race meetings, also your granddad. Your mum Dot was a London girl and I have many fond memories of being with them both. I think I was with them ...see more
In 1947 I met a beautiful young girl from Binfield, her name was Bubles Claridge, we met at the Bracknell cinema, I only met her twice and would love to know what became of her, fond memories. Ron Ponsford.
This is where my brothers and I swam.
I am the grandson of Harold Wood, the son of Enid his daughter, who is now the last desendent of H. Wood who is now 82.
My grandfather started the buseness in 1922 with one vehicle. In 1965 after building the business to over 500+ vehicles he retired.
In his retirement he enjoyed family holidays, his garden, jigsaws, the bigger the better, and cooking.
He was an active man with lots of hobbies until his death.
Thanks to all for bringing back memories. I was born at 66 Napier Road, East Ham. I moved to Essex in 1958 and later emigrated to New Zealand. I have good memories of Muddies Pie and Mash, jellied eels and whelk stalls. I still remember people I knew back then, including my best mate Mavis who I have recently reconnected with. I often wonder what happened to others like my first boyfriends Eddie Manders and ...see more
My mate John Lavois (known as Johnny Dustman) had a BSA Super Rocket and frequented the square. Also memories of the late Wilbur Wallace on his Manx Norton and "Flash" on his BSA Gold Flash, Chris Embling (Douglas Dragonfly), Ray Gibbs (Ariel Arrow), Mervyn Joyce (Norman B4), the Wiltshre brothers (Triumph 500s), Me (350 Matchless) and loads of great British bikes.
Does anyone remember Llanover Row in Pontnewynydd? I believe the row of cottages were adjacent to Hanbury Road and the Forgehammer Inn. Apparently they were knocked down in the early 1970s and the site is now grass land.
My great-grandparents, surname Morgan, lived in No. 2, and I remember a boy named Freddie Bustin lived in one of the cottages in the 1950s!
I wondered if anyone had any photographs of Llanover Row and infomation of the people who lived there!
Kind regards,
Philip Taylor.
I went to Northmoor back in the 1940s and stayed with my parents' friends Mrs Bastable and her family for 6 weeks. The house was thatched and just across the way from a line of trees called "The Causeway". I remember going to the farm across the road and getting milk fresh from the cow. At the time there was an outbreak of Foot and Mouth disease and we had to dip our shoes and wellies in disinfectant ...see more
I lives in Bourne Avenue from1954-1972 and loved it with my parents and 2 sister Sandra and Pauline, our maiden name is HOWE.
We used to go to Harlington Secondary School. I have so many memories of living in Hayes, going to Sainsburys when there was sawdust on the floor, walking to the shops at the end of the road, the houses, and the people. I went back a few years ago, the monkey tree that used ...see more
My name was Betty Knowles, my family and I also lived in Hayes Lane at number 48, and my grandfarther lived next door, his name was Wilfred Poole. I remember the ash bank over the road where we use to put jacket potatoes in the ash at night where the fires used to glow at night. What a sight we must have been when we got home. My mother married twice so another name for us is Pearson - we were a BIG family, 8 ...see more
There was Hawkins grocers shop next to Cliffords and a newsagent next to the library. Think the greengrocer (opp. Victoria Wine) was called Lawrence's. Hardware shop was Parsons. Electric shop (next to the cafe) was Richards Radio. Was the butchers Deane's? Opposite side of the road was the post office/Leakes the baker and butcher. Few cottages, the Stagg & Hounds - pub - not licensed for spirits.
I remeber vividly my first love, her name was Lorina Taylor and she was an evacuee from London staying with her aunt in the house next to the headmaster's house next to the Co-op. She was older than me and we spent many pleasant hours together and I learned a lot from her about love. How I wish I could go back to those days although I am happily married with two daughters and 7 grandchildren.
Hi folks, just found this site. I lived with my Mum and Dad and brother at 70 Westwood Lane in Welling. Went to Hook Lane school at Welling Corner. I flubbed the eleven plus and went to Westwood Secondary School on Northumberland Ave. I met my wife at a record store on Welling High Street. We used to go to the Court Dance Hall on Saturday nights. My Dad was the Motoring Correspondent for the London Evening ...see more
Can anyone remember the Guilders living in Teesdale Road in 1955/56? It was fun the group of 4 quarters watching fireworks from inside, and eating jacket potatoes and parkin made by mom..mm...
We lived in John Street until 1960, our surname was Griffiths, I had a sister Carol and bother Bobby, then we moved to Fleetwood in Lancashire. I have been back many times. I remember Alcwin (hope that's how you spelt it) coming with his horse and cart selling fruit and veg. I was a pupil at Nantyffyllon infants school, the head teacher was Mr Miller. At New Year the collery hooters used to sound, and we ...see more
I was born in The Spinney in 1961 and lived there until I let there at 19. I remember it all with rose tinted spectacles, the community, the shops: Waldens the butchers, Doreens the newsagents, or Hodges across the road, the hardware store, the small library, the Co-op and the Wavy Line Stores, the race meetings and especially Derby Day. I went to Merland Rise school and remember the two headmistresses, Mrs ...see more
I was adopted by a Mr & Mrs Cater who owned a General Store at 27 Gossoms End, Berkhampsted. I have fond memories of my childhood freedom and playing in the area, including many hours on the Grand Union Canal either fishing or jumping on and off the barges. I went to the prep school of Berkhampstead Grammar and spent a short time at the senior school before the family moved to North London. The ...see more
I lived in no. 3 The Driffold. I attended Town County Primary and then John Willmott Grammar School. I have the happiest memories of living there with Sutton Park just down the road. We used to play near the duck pond identifying all the ducks and fishing- trying to catch pike. We cycled everywhere. In the summer we'd cycle to the outdoor swimming pool and spend all day there swimming in the pool and the ...see more
I remember playing football with you and Brian little who went on to play for Aston Villa and England
I lived in 20 Kirkstone Avenue.
John Orchard
My parents moved into a prefab in Foxglove Crescent when I was 2. They were still assembling them and German prisoners of war were building the foundations. Compared to my nan's house they had everything, including an electric fridge which was unheard of then. The only problem was that in the winter everything froze solid inside, windows, wardrobe doors etc because they were all metal. We used to go to the ...see more
Apparently, The Willows was occupied in 1911 by Alexander Baird, a retired Bank Manager, his wife, Elizabeth, son Capt Henry Hume Chisholm Baird DSO and Capt Henry's wife. Alexander Baird was born in Alloa, Scotland, in 1841, the son of a shipowner. He and his family had lived previously at Robeston Hall, Haverfordwest, Pembrokeshire, where four of his five children were born (1870 - 1879) and later in London before ...see more
I spent a most wonderful Christmas at Hatfield Place in 1968. The family who then owned the huge home were welcoming and it was my first view of grand homes and the people who lived in them.
I wrote a short story about my experience there because I wanted to put it down to memory. Next to a Christmas I spent in Cambridge in 1989, it was my most memorable.
Being a very naive American girl I was ...see more
I was about 14 and my friend Alan Davies and I used to walk from Twynyrodyn on a Sunday morning to Morlais Castle. There we would wonder and speculate about its history and what battles were fought there. How many people died and on what spot. Were we standing on a patch of ground that had seen blood and gore? That was a glorious summer in Merthyr as I remember it.
I was born at Hope just after the war and had an idyllic childhood. Early memories are of the Regatta, the visits from the Salcombe Lifeboat, the scout party raising funds for the Lynton Lynmouth disaster, the coronation village celebration and going up on Bolt Tail to look for the Britannia passing by, the Christmas parties at Galmpton Village Hall, the annual coach trips to the pantomime in Plymouth and to ...see more
Born and bred in Princess Street, Blaen, stayed until the family moved to Maerdy and from there I went to East Glamorgan Hospital to train as a nurse. Now in Bangkok working as a consultant to a large general hospital, haven’t been back to Blaen for about 20 years or more but must get there next time I am in area.
One of my earliest memories is of New Year’s Eve in the mid-1950s, I ...see more
I remember the snows of 1963, I was four, looking out of our bedroom window on Camp Road and the snow was drifted up to the windowsill! Gorgeous memories of our bedroom fire making shapes on the ceiling and being warm as toast as me and my brothers listened to the howling north wind outside.
Our dear dad, Jim Taylor, fought (or tunneled) his way to Kirkby pit in the morning only to find just a handful of guys had ...see more
I have been writing all my memories of my life from 1940 up to the present day for my grand children in case they want to know what we had to contend with in our days. My blog is on facebook called Bomb Alley Kid. I have had many old friends getting in touch.
My name is Russell Ham. I was born on May the 10th, 1962. I was adopted at about the age of six weeks, I think. The best thing that ever happened to me. I arrived at number 5, Thomas Street, in the summer of 1962, to the home of Gerald and Barbara Ham. Neither of my parents is alive now. I have the most wonderful memories of the first five years of my life, at 5, Thomas Street, Gilfach Goch. My father's father ...see more
I was born in 1968 and I was on my first holiday about an hour after I was born, my grandad built his own caravan and it was in a field near the farm (I think the farmer at the time was called David), they were happy days.
The above picture was from 1948, I can tell this by the types of cars here, especially the light coloured one half hidden in the background, which actually is the most modern for this year.
With no Catholic Church in Braintree in 1937, my late parents' wedding took place in November at the Bocking Convent.
I work in this area nowadays, the SLCS is still going strong but is now a small branch of SAINSBURYS. The flats and shops look in pretty good nick for their age, though round the back they look a little seedy! The flat with the space underneath it now has a fish and chip in the space!
I came to live in the Station House at Mardock in 1950 as my father, Alan Dinmore was the Station Master. I was 5 years old and went to Wareside School. The infants' teacher was Mrs Pottle, and later, I believe, Mrs Chalkley. The headteacher was Mrs Norah Kay. I remember a Christopher Bunce living just up the hill from the railway. The village Hall was the scene of such events as the School Play and various ...see more
I remember coming from school and running up to the hillside fields helping Wheightman to load the hay onto his tractors and building the haystacks on North Pasture, off down to the yard pond looking for frogs and newts with Eddie Brown, Barry Cummings, Killer Francis and a few others.
I remember jumping the steam trains from Houghton Pit down to the coke works, one or two lads lost a toe or two ...see more
We used to live on Grove Road in the 1960s and 1970s and, being a tomboy, I would also go exploring with our two dogs. One of my favourite walks was up Heber's Ghyll - sometimes following the path up through the woods but most often just walking "wild" through the woods. It was full of bluebells (still is) and the Ghyll (stream) is a delightful place to sit and look at. At the top of the path, ...see more
I too can recall summer days at the paddling pool, and a fair on the grass. Also I can recall the men of the Letchworth Rotary pulling the Kon-Tiki around the pool. I can also remember the fountain. It was always slippery and greasy. It has now been removed...but I hope to a museum as it was a true piece of Letchworth heritage.
At the bottom of Leys Avenue there was a shop across the ...see more
I left Boldon in 1954 aged 7 years but my memories of Boldon remain with me like the footings of my lifebuild, I am sure that life through rose-coloured glasses has had an effect.
Amongst the lads in Shelley Avenue I was probably the least agile so when it came to jumping diggers over the burn you can guess who got wet first (the winner being the last one not make the other bank), you all got ...see more
As I look at this picture of the Letchworth swimming pool and notice the date is c1950… it would be only a few years later (mid 60’s) that my friends and I would cycle there with our towels and trunks fastened to the backs of our bikes (no expensive designer sports bags for us!). We’d padlock/chain our bikes outside the pool and hope that the worst that could ...see more
I visited Rugeley only once, with a fellow solder named Jimmy Ball who lived on Cross Roads. That was in 1950. I lost touch with him, but have some great memories of my two-day visit to that lovely town with its fine people. Anyone know the Ball family, please? Thanks. Jac Mills.
Hi, does anyone remember the Trelawny stores in Pengelly? On my birth certiificate it has this as my mother's address at the time. Her name was Daisy Hart and my father was Clarence Edwin Thomas, he was a sawyer. Any info would be appreciated. Thank you.
Brought up in Thomas Street from 1947. I remember the cinema at the end of the street, and the Police Station next to the Llanbradach Hotel .As someone mentioned earlier, summer was spent at the outdoor baths, always freezing cold, next to the park. Days were spent out all day up the mountain nesting, making bows and arrows or camping, what great times, we didn't have much but there was always something to do. I ...see more
I lived in Minster Way from 1947-58 in one of the bungalows in this photo - but there were trees along the front of the house by this time. I remember milk being delivered by horse and cart - the milkman would go quickly up and down the front paths to put the milk bottles at the door and call out to the horse when he wanted it to move along. My father used to go out in the street with a shovel to pick up the droppings for our garden.
In 1945 there was still a lot of horse and carts about. I am aware that Doncaster Corporation had buses and dustbin lorries and other petrol driven vehicles but there was not many private cars about. The only one that I recall belonged to Dr Scott who used it when he was on his HOME visit rounds. It was a small open topped tourer with a canvas hood that could be pulled up and over, ...see more
I am a descendant of the above and wonder if anyone is a direct descendant, I am looking for information of son Alexander Paterson, I have never been able to find a death in Edinburgh Register House. Do you know what happened to him?
My family used to live in Celandine Close, number 20 from 1959 to 1964 where we moved to Carnach Green. I have two brothers, David and John Colley, the three of us went to Benyon School then on too Sommers Heath and Culverhouse. My memories of Celendine are very poor but I do remember my neighbour having geese, I never did know why. We went to Grays by train, green it was. We had sherbert from the little shop ...see more
I used to visit my Bailey family, they lived on the Pear Tree estate, I stayed with my nan and grandad Bailey in Great Haywood. The fish and chips from Lower Brook Street were the very best, the years between 1953-56.
The first Madeira memory etched in my brain is the landing at (the original) Funchal Airport. The pilot had to land, brake and bring the aircraft to a standstill within seconds. White knuckle stuff!! The second memory is arriving in the town of Funchal and seeing for the first time the bullock driven carriages transporting tourists (and probably locals ) around the city. The third memory ...see more