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Emma McVeigh was born in Ballee in 1903. She was the daughter of John McVeigh and Mary (maiden Murphy). She can be found on the 1911 Irish census in the home of Arthur McVeigh. I believe she was a great niece. Her Aunt Margaret (who married a Curran) is also listed, the address was 150 King Street and Margaret lived there most all her life up until the 1960s. Arthur was a widower and his sister Martha ...see more
I attended this school circa 1965. Remember the woodwork class on far right of building seen here. Football in the foreground field. The bus back to Tidworth, living in Furze Hill Road.
My Abney ancestors originated in England and lived in Belvoir Castle. I live in Texas and on a trip to England, we were to tour Belvoir Castle. My mother had always been interested in genealogy but I had not had the time to delve into it. Her cousin had compiled a lovely book about the Abney family which I had not taken the time to read before my trip. As we were traveling on our tour bus, my ...see more
I still live in Cowdenbeath and although it has drastically changed (for the worse) I have lots of good memories of growing up in Arthur Place which made me an "ower the brigger" - street games with my pals - walks over moss morran or even Burntisland - roller skating at the Palais - shopping in the High Street in the 1960s wearing rollers and a head scarf - local hops in Demarcos -my first boyfriend ...see more
I was born and brought up in Combe, born in Slate Cottages, the second one from the end as you go past, my parents also lived in the end one. I spent most of my young life living at Rights Farm, until I got married and left to live in Hungerford Combe was then a great place to spent your youth, I always said I would like to live there once I was married, but things change, different places from around the world ...see more
My grandparents lived in one of the houses at the station, I have some older photos than shown on your site. My grandfather worked for the railway and I have lots of fabulous memeories of the area since the 1960s to 1985 or thereabouts. One of my brothers was schooled in Ystrad. I loved going back there. I stayed with my own family in a farm near Ystrad many years ago, and had a lovely time. I still cherish the visits back, even now. Carole Murphy, nee Harris
My mother, Margaret (Peggy) GRAY lived with her family at 7 Lowry Street from 1923 to 1942 when she went to Manchester and met my father during the war. Her mother was Lizzie Gray, father Jimmy Gray and siblings Rosie, Jimmy, Frankie, Mollie, Ina, Jack and Tom. The remaining family moved to Coppice Way in the 50's. Am also looking for the daughters of Cyril Vervaet, nieces of Alf ...see more
I was born in Glyncorrwg in 1963. I moved to Hereford with my parents (Warren and Sylvia Jones) in 1967. During school holidays I used to visit my gran and aunt. I have memories of sheep wandering in the streets. My gran would take us to Sidoli's for a tub of ice-cream and I would ask for cordial to be put over it, I used to think it was the best ice-cream in the whole world. I loved the visits to Gran's. The ...see more
I understand my late uncle's father, Arthur Miles Beale, along with his wife Janet Beale, nee Stanley, owned and ran the Park Hotel, until he sadly died behind the bar of a heart attack, I think sometime in the late 1940s or early 1950s. It was before my time and now I have no one to ask about this. I would be most interested to find out when he did own it. My late uncle Frank Miles Beale would have been ...see more
My memory of Taddiport is a of lovely lady Daisy, she was always so happy and called all the little ones "My turtle dove". Every morning and evening her son Bobby would come to see that she was ok before he went to work, and before she went to bed. I loved her when I was little.
I got married in All Saints Church, having lived in Barry all my life. It was a wonderful day and I remember the vicar wouldn't allow confetti to be thrown until we were outside on the pavement!!
I have happy memories of a summer spent with my Nannie and Grandad Gibbs. I remember walking down this street, passing 'Auntie Martha's' to the post office every day with Grandad. He used to buy me chocolate cigarettes every day. I would 'smoke' these on my walk down the lane to the woods with him. I also remember the milk churns that would be at the end of the lane. My daughter still has the little brown bear ...see more
I grew up in Old Calmore at Croft Farm. My parents, Cyril and Winifred Pass, bought the property when they returned from India in 1947, and we lived in the 'pump house' until the bungalow was built in 1949. My earliest clear memory was moving in on my third birthday, carrying the pots and pans up through the field on that freezing day in February. The old pre-Tudor barn on the smallholding was built from ...see more
There was a wee shop on the High Street of Lesmahagow that my mother always took me to as a boy. Down the left side were tables where you could sit and have juice and stuff, (not sure what I had, but I bet it was gooey and good! They sold other stuff too like toys and some other household things if my memory serves me right. I doo remember getting a little car bought for me on occasion. The thing that sticks in my mind is ...see more
I was born in Mistley at Ye Olde Mill House in 1930. My father Rupert Edwards was a family butcher and my grandparents lived at Shanghai Villa, Mistley. I attended Mistley Norman School and won a scholarship to Colchester High School. My early memories were of the swimming pool and the start of the Second World War. It was fascinating at first to hear accents from the north, see searchlights, and I really enjoyed watching ...see more
I lived in Nightingale Terrace, off Hanbury Road, until I was eleven. I remember Chatham's shop, with the wooden bung in the cracked window - it was like that for many years. My sisters and I used to spend our sixpence pocket money in there every week. There were two families of Morgans in the row and I remember a little girl named Geraldine Jones who we used to play with. There was a row of 'privvies' at ...see more
How sad I was to see this once stunning hotel boarded up, I had such a fantastic time working there and met some lovely people. I always will remember a gentleman call Albe, what a funny man, I think he was the Del-boy of Abersoch. Dave.
The bright sun shone beautifully on the Country Fair of Sunday 5th April. It brought lightly-clad queues to the payboxes and tea rooms of College Farm - between Allandale Avenue and Fitzalan Road. The music came from both the Borehamwood Band, and later for the dance display by Whitethorn Morris. The dancers performed the traditional clog dances of Lancashire and Cheshire ...see more
The nicest thing about growing up in Clun in the 1940s was that it was one big happy family. We all knew each other, and cared. I loved standing in the blacksmiths in Bridge Street, watching Mr Griffiths shoe horses, and on a cold winter's day the heat was great. The highlight of my Saturday mornings was waiting at St George's Place for Mr Davies, the baker. He would take me and a couple of other kids with him as he ...see more
My mother was the Health Visitor for Alton from 1949 until 1972 and I had many memories of Lord Mayor Treloars, both in and out, since I was a patient in April 1955. We also knew the doctors, Evans, and I think Caine was the accountant for the hospital. The grounds were very beautiful and it had that huge verandah in the front to which the beds from the wards could be rolled. I also remember the huge traffic jams through Alton ...see more
My family owned the Boulge Hall estate at the time of your photograph. I was christened in Boulge Church in 1940. I am the 3rd Baronet of Boulge Hall and the last of the line. The summer house on the right of the picture was built by my grandfather Sir Robert Eaton White. I remember Boulge well throughout my childhood. How sad that it was demolished. I have some faded photos of the interior and a couple of others of the outside. Nothing else remains.
I have no personal memories but my family history shows me that the HART familiy lived and worked in the nearby villages and some were born in North and East Leach. I am curious as to life in a bygone English village. Also about the 'wool' industry, which eventually declined - Arlington Mill - would have been the place of work for many of our forebears - and one address I have is of Manor Cottages, most ...see more
I have found that two or three generations of the 'Hart' family were born in and around Eastleach, including Coln St Aldwins and Northleach. My curiosity led me to Arlington Mill - it seemed a likely place for work. One address was the village Manor, so I presume they had a tied cottage. What a lovely area to live and work in those early 1840-1870s. Later generations lived in Birmingham. I suspect that when the wool ...see more
In 1962 I moved to The Blacksmith Arms with my parents and brother. My parents were Mr and Mrs Mitchell and were employed by Joseph Nickerson, a local landowner. Now I am mature in years and both parents have gone, but the memories are aways vivid. I remember the harsh winter of 1963, and customers being stranded in the pub. Despite my long evenings spent on my own I appreciate the hospitality and ...see more
My late father was born in Colwyn Bay and his father and some of his relatives resided in Grove Park. Every year my parents and my siblings had to visit the relatives, especially one we called Aunty Polly who I think was really called Mary but because she was always polishing and cleaning, my mother referred to her as 'Polly Panshine' and the nickname stuck. She had a huge bowl of false waxed fruit in her ...see more
I can remember living in accommodation behind the post office with my parents, also the two thatched cottages were owned by my grandparents along with other properties in the village.
I worked for John Bull at his butcher's shop in Wheatley, we lived at Home Farm until his bungalow was built in the summer of 1963. Does anyone recall the period?
I worked in Wheatley village in 1963 in John Bull's butcher's shop opposite Sam's butchers with Ted! and a lady bookkeeper. After living in Waterstock on John Bull's farm during the terrible winter of 1963 we moved into his bungalow at 17 Beech Road, the building of which was delayed through the bad winter. We are now both retired and live in Bournemouth. I remember Alan Hayday and his brother, also Dennis next door.
Does anyone have any information about the Jesmond Hotel, Llandudno. My parents, Arthur and Amelia May Gee worked at the Jesmond in the 1920s and 1930s and I would like to find out something about the hotel. I believe that when war broke out Jesmond was used by the Inland Revenue and after the war it was turned into flats. Sometime later, perhaps in the 1970s, Jesmond was absorbed into the County Hotel, formerly the Craig-y-Don. I would be grateful for any information at all.
I worked for John Bull from Waterstock in his butcher's shop in Wheatley with Ted and a lady in 1963. The shop was opposite Sam's butchers and my wife and I lived in a bunggalow at 17 Beech Road. This was a terrible winter and we first lived with John Bull on his farm until his bungalow was finished in the summer as no work could be carried out. We now live in Bournemouth and are both retired.
I am writing this on behalf of my mother-in-law, whose maiden name was Nora Aston. At the afe of 16 (she is now 95) she was sent to work at 'The Old Hall' as a kitchenmaid. She remembers the chauffeur picking her up at the station and taking her into the village to send a telegramo to her parents, to say that she had arrived. The cook at the Hall did not like her and didn't want her in the kitchen. One of the ...see more
Some of my first memories were picking the daffodils which my family grew, my great grandfather being the Walter Hill who grew the first King Alfreds. We lived in Ova-Yonda in Back Lane, my grandparents lived in Waterleat, now the tea rooms. It was in the brook that ran through the property that I watched my grandfather tickle trout and I caught minnows and sticklebacks. My great-aunt lived in a cottage ...see more
Colin (Frank) used to live at 10 Boundary Road, Pinner, Middlesex, his parents were Jessie and Frank Smith, they are deceased. I have lost contact, and have heard he may have moved to Devon. Can anyone help me with contact details please, as he is a long lost friend? It would be good to catch up. You can contact me at jgnic@xtra.co.nz Graham
The two Shaldon ferry boats were at anchor when our Morris Dancers performed in front of the Ferry Boat Inn this week. They looked just like this photograph - although there were no sails! It was a lovely warm July evening with a good crowd of folks sitting at the beachside tables in front of the Inn watching the entertainment. I brought along my piano accordian to play for the Heather ...see more
My great-grandfather died at the Red House in 1935 and I wondered if anyone could add any further info to this? His name was John Thomas Whiteley, he was a steel inventor in New York. Any help most welcome. x
Many years were spent going to Christmas market at Guildford. Also Slyfield auction on sunny and wet days, meeting with friends, buying things we didn't need, all part of the atmosphere. Vry special times and happy memories of Guildford.
I lived in Chelsea when Mr. Beeton was still alive and running his bakery on the King's Road. I worked there for a while after leaving college and I feel very privileged to have done so. He dressed like a Victorian gentleman and hand-iced all the important cakes himself. The shop was a delight, unchanged for many years, and it was a tragedy when the business closed down. The old wooden racks, counters ...see more
As RAF children, all three of us were christened in the picturesque church in Cardington, which is the unofficial 'favourite' church for RAF personnel! I obviously don't remember my own christening and wasn't about when my older brother was held over the font, but I do remember my sister's christening because she's nine years younger than I, so the memory is quite vivid. I also remember ...see more
I can remember all the shops in this picture. Think there was Hewitt's the Photographer, Horsnall Stores and next to Horsnall was INIFER POTTER who are now celebrating their 100th year this year. As regards POTTER's, the picture shown on their celebratory plastic bag shows my Dad, Ernie Jay as the errand boy with his bike, alongwith I presume Mr. & Mrs. Inifer Potter, and my dad's cousin, Arthur Nicholson.
I recognise this picture from a postcard, as the house where my family used to live is also in the picture. I can remember the shops in those days - Eve's the hairdresser, Thomas the Butcher, Sutherlands the sweetshop/newsagent, Broughton the chemist, Green Stores/Key Markets and the Off Licence.
I went to Hockley Secondary in 1965, along with my twin sister, Diane (the Jay twins). We were separated at first, each being put into a different class form. Diane was very upset, so we were reunited!!! I still only live just down the road and always have fond memories of our days at this school and of course being identical twins, causing a bit of confusion for our teachers!!!
Many days were spent all over this area for many years with the special man in my life and children. I still spend quiet days there dreaming, remembering all the good years, visiting friends we have there.
I am sure I am right. I have the fondest memory of this place. We were sent on holiday there by the Country Holiday Fund. We were inner city kids. The place was so beautiful and every one so kind. Obviously to us this was a very rich environment and I remember the children left things for us when they went home for the summer. I got my first pair of roller skates. The nuns were very kind to ...see more
I spent many happy days sitting at the pond with my children and the special man in my life. Lots of visits, meals, still go there with special man. Good days and memories from 1994 to present day.
My family lived at Horndean Bank from just before the Second World War until the late 1960s. My immediate family moved there in 1952 after the death of my fraternal grandmother. The total population when I left in 1966 was 18, of which 6 were from my family. We lived on a very small smallholding, for a time rearing pigs. There were also cows, hens, geese and turkeys etc. It was, by todays standards, idyllic! Days never to be forgotten; never to be repeated. William
Hi, I am am Betty Edmonds, and I have the greatest memories of Fronwen School, the park in front of Adare Street, and buying frozen Birds Eye peas at the corner shop near the Co-op. I also remember the faggot and peas man delivering, on "bath night" at my grannie's house also on Adare Street, she had a real bathtub! And the gypsies selling onions and pegs, and of picking whinberries on the mountain ...see more
Hello Stephen mate. My name's Paul Hunter, I was born in 1957, I grew up at 6 Bessemer Street, Blackhill. The Jacksons lived at Number 5, Davie Cudden at number four. My dad worked at 'The Company' CIC. I remember the Hadrians Store at the top of the street, and getting my hair cut at Tonys, on the corner. We used to have regular fights with the Catholic kids in the street, the Rogans being ...see more
I was born in Wisbech and lived in the White House, Burnt Street throughout my childhood. My mother Mary Kitson founded the drama group and was the first lady mayoress of Wells. My father George Kitson died when I was 11. He and his brother Frank once owned the Crown Hotel. He also owned the Edinburgh pub. I have two brothers, Michael and John. I attended the Primary School and was particularly friendly ...see more
Having lived in Little London, Heytesbury for the first 2 years of my life in 1955 we moved to a brand new bungalow in Newtow, Heytesbury (on opposite side of road to houses shown). The houses shown in this picture were all built by the Heytesbury Estate and were sold off over a number of years. At the time this picture was taken they had no bathrooms or inside toilets.
I was born in Salisbury Hospital in August 1953, my parents lived in Little London, Heytesbury until 1955 when we moved to a new bungalow in Newtown, Heytesbury. The house we lived in is on the left looking at the photo pass the wall to the Vicarage.
Hi, I am trying to find anybody that would be interested in talking to me about my late mum, Pat Stones, who was in Holmeleigh children's home in the mid 1930s onwards. She was in the home with her sisters, Shiela, Ruby and brothers George and Rodney. Understandable though, it wasn't talked about as I was growing up but I would really like to find out my mum's background and the life she and her family lived. I would so ...see more
My parents bought the shop and house in the foreground in 1980. You could just see a 'Hobbs' sign painted on the front of the building and Mr L E Hayward had a toy and pram shop there which he had run since just after the war, I think. You can still see his shop in the model town in Wimborne. When my parents took over the toyshop they called it Quarterjack Toys and the sign my dad ...see more
As a teenager living in the Old Kent Road back in the early 1960s, Windsor was surprisingly accessible to me. I spent most summer Saturdays fishing the lock cut at Romney Island. A number 53 bus would take me to Lower Marsh, which was the rear entrance to Waterloo Station. A short walk up the slope past Dewar's bottling plant and I was on the station concourse. It was about forty minutes by ...see more
This does not appear to be a picture of Gillingham High St
Never heard this called the Promenade
I believe that this cinema was called the Odeon before the Embassy. As a boy growing up I had the choice of going to Saturday morning pictures at the Grand in Skinner Street for sixpence (2.5 pence ) or the Odeon for ninepence (4 pence). At the Odeon you got in free on your birthday. Oh, such innocent times.
I lived in the cottages on Sanderstead Hill (opposite Purley Downs Road), they were built in 1895 and my mother lived there for most of her life. I lived there from 1943 (my birth) till 1965 when I emigrated to New Zealand. I now live in Queensland, Australia after 40 years in NZ.
Has anyone any memory of this place? I would like to know where it was in Shelsey Walsh. Any info would be gratefully appreciated.
Have returned to Cornwall to try tracing some of the ancestors through graveyards and the Mormon Centre. Also found a brilliant library in Redruth on the day we were going home and found written info on John Carter and his family members with birth and death dates which was very helpful. The graveyards were fantastic and I found my grandmother and grandfathers from both sides of the family. Came ...see more
The photo is much older than my memories but there is little changed apart from the swimming costumes. Long sunny summer days were spent here each summer holiday. The cafe sold hot Oxo and shrimp sweets: delicious.
First time I ever had a milk shake was up here after walking over the stepping stones and looking down at the large carp in the water. What a wonderful place for a child to be brought to visit.
Just on the right up a slight hill and only just visible is the butcher's shop. It was part of the Albury Estate but a new butcher could not be found so it was sold out of the estate and my father, Kenneth Parker, bought it. He redesigned the interior, renaming it 'Whitecroft' after the name on an old map indicating the owner of the field upon which it was built and lived in it for about 15 years. There ...see more
I remember most of these places shown in the photographs and as I look at them memories flood back! I remember learning to swim by the steps on the quay and drinking cider whilst hiding amongst the sprat boxes piled high on the quayside. Taking empty pop bottles stored behind Plattens milk bar and returning them to the counter to receive money back on the empties! Walking the 'greasy pole' at Regatta ...see more
I remember Aberdare Park. When our daughter was a baby my husband Ian and I use to walk round the park pushing the pram on a Sunday afternoon. In the 1950s that was the venue for walks with my parents, also on a Sunday afternoon. My father use to take me out on the boating lake. Fond memories. I left Gladstone Street, Aberaman in 1961, returned there in 1964 and stayed there for 2 years 1964 to 1966. I ...see more
I was born and raised at 3 Carr Lane in April 1940, and went to St 'Tessies'. Never enough hours in the day, playing football, cricket or kick the can and British bulldog or headers in our side garden. The focal point was the triangle of grass in front of our house forever known as 'the green', which was the scene of some great sporting moments and central staging point for VE and VJ ...see more
The Rivera!! Once a week after school in 1964- 65, a group of us (mostly 6th-formers from the Grammar School, which was co-ed by that time) used to gather upstairs in the Rivera Restaurant (on the right in the photo) and order tea and buttered teacakes - all we could afford - and we'd make them last an hour or more. I'm sure we were often noisy, and took up a lot of room, much to the ...see more
My family lived at 3 Downsway just off Southlands Avenue. I had two older brothers when we arrived and by 1966 I had two more and a sister. My older brothers and I attended Warren Road Primary and I remember many of my old teachers and classmates. My mother used to shop in Crecent Way Stores with Mr Cowell and Mr Ford, Barnes Greengrocers, where Chuff used to give me greens for my ...see more
My family lived at 3 Downsway just off Southlands Avenue. I had two older brothers when we arrived and by 1966 I had two more and a sister. My older brothers and I attended Warren Road Primary and I remember many of my old teachers and classmates. My mother used to shop in Crecent Way Stores with Mr Cowell and Mr Ford, Barnes Greengrocers, where Chuff used to give me greens for my ...see more
My family lived at 3 Downsway just off Southlands Avenue. I had two older brothers when we arrived and by 1966 I had two more and a sister. My older brothers and I attended Warren Road Primary and I remember many of my old teachers and classmates. My mother used to shop in Crecent Way Stores with Mr Cowell and Mr Ford, Barnes Greengrocers, where Chuff used to give me greens for my Guineapigs. ...see more
Does anyone remember Alice Amy Robinson or any of the Robinsons, who lived at 33 Broadway Shifnal during the war? I would love any memories of them. Thankyou, Barbara Madeline de Havilland (formerly known as Margaret Robinson)
My dad Les Witty was born in York. After he came out of the Army we settled in York, firstly we had a house in Hanover Street, then moved to Chudleigh Road where my grandad had a house just 2 doors away from us. I spent a lot of time with Gramps, he was my best mate. I would help in the garden, and ate most of the things he had grown all except for sprouts - I still don't like them ugh! I loved living in York, most days I ...see more
My mother Mary Dart was brought up in Kingswear, where she lived with her mum, dad, and brother Edward until she married my dad Les Witty who was in the Army at the time. She had to move away as Dad was posted to Germany in 1953. I was born in 1955 and came to Kingswear when I was about 18 months old to stay with my grandad and uncle. Many years passed and I came to live in Kingswear at the age of 12 years ...see more
I cannot believe I have found this site. My dad used to work at JCB and we stayed in a little cottage (I believe is now privately owned) not too far from the factory. The cottage was originally owned by JCB and occupied for a time by my family - the Dellers - during what was to become my halcyon days. I am now 43 and still reminisce of the quirky cottage and adjacent stream and woods of the time. We found in the small ...see more
My family, being mother, father, brother and I (Nancy Laythorn) moved to Scraesdon Cottage in 1940. Under the watchful eye of the Headmistress, Mrs Crabb, Joy Maddever, Margaret Hitchcock and I passed our 11 plus, continuring our education at Saltash Grammar. We were driven by bus each day. During the Second World War we had a number of foreign soldiers stationed in the Fort, British, Polish, American and finally the ...see more
Hi, I am trying to get in contact with someone called Belinda Armson who lived at Little Cote on the common at East Runton. I used to vist East Runton on all my summer school holidays and I would love to find her. She had a brother called Robert and 2 sisters called Jackie and Amanda. She was my best friend for many years, my maiden name was Mary Empson. I believe she moved from Norfolk to Harrogate. If anyone has any infro please e mail me, thank you.
My brother Arthur drowned in the River Ure.Does anyone remember this, and the Thorpe family?
This relates really to the mid 1950s and early 1960s. We lived in Upper Belvedere in the prefabs. I went to Bedenwell Nursery School and then we moved to Lower Belvedere opposite the railway station and I too had a great view of the football ground from my bedroom window. I went to St. Augustine's Primary School and we would always buy a penny bun from the shop on our way. Also remember the sweet shop ...see more
I visit Padstow annually, staying often in Trebethwick. It is a favourite destination of my family and I. I am currently writing a book and would be grateful if any farmers or Lifeboatmen could e-mail me. I am particularly keen to gather pre-Second World War information of what life was like then with these occupations. Kind regards.
I spent a lovely sunny July evening with my morris dancing friends at Babbacombe providing a musical and dancing entertainment for the holidaymakers on the Downs. The entertainers were the Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers from nearby Combeinteignhead and we arranged to meet in front of The Buccaneer Pub at 8 o'clock to dance until sundown. We could look over the railings at ...see more
I moved to Hunts Cross in 1948 when I was two. I lived in Laxton Road and went to Kingsthorne School from 1951 to 1957 when I, like virtually everyone else, passed the eleven plus. I went to Hillfoot Hey, now sadly demolished when it was only thirty years old! Hunts Cross was a fantastic place to be a child in the 1950s. We were allowed to wander all day by our parents who never seemed to worry or care ...see more