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As Mum went out to work fulltime, Nan looked after me before the age of 3. She would take me shopping to this row of shops regularly. The shop with the long awning was a chemist's shop. There was also a Post Office, and a greengrocers owned (as Norbert correctly says) Days. George and Mona Page also had a greengrocers at the bottom of the hilll and they later became our neighbours at Abridge; there was ...see more
The bottom of Silver Street on the other side of the bridge ended at the river with some railings over a drainage outlet. This was a good place for children to get into the river from the middle of the village and paddle upstream under the bridge. It was quite shallow in the middle of summer and small fish about three inches long with red tips to their fins could be seen at this point swimming in the vicinity of the ...see more
During the Second World War my gran owned a grocery shop at 7 Stoke Road, Water Eaton and my grandad used to take a barrow round the streets selling slabs of salt. I remember looking out of my window (at about 3 or 4 years old)and watching the foxhounds meet on the green, it was a bit scary for me being so young. I also used to like walking up Stoke Road to see an old horse called Kit, he was very gentle and ...see more
These are the places I remember in Leytonsone High Road: - The chocolate shop opposite the police station, they had a wonderful display of sweets, many of which you can't get these days. Then there was Harlingtons butchers where they sold home-made sausages, which were delicious! I remember when Beldoms opened, it was a mini supermarket, I think it was the first of its kind in this area. There was Stolls the ...see more
Mr Charlie Booth who also lived at Underwood Estate was my trainer/coach when I was selected to represent Wales versus Holland in the Amateur Boxing International tournament with Holland on February 12th 1970, which was televised on BBC 'Sportnight with Coleman'. I lost on points to Jimmy Vestappen the Dutch Lightheavyweight Champion. I fought Maldwyn Isaacs the Welsh International heavywight at the ...see more
I remember as a child going to Maidstone Zoo on the bus from Sittingbourne with my parents. We did this about once a year - I think it was always on a Sunday. I was born in 1951 so don't remember the early 1950s. What I'm having trouble with is trying to locate where it was, and also what is there now in its place. I also remembered the smell of it, which was not very nice, especially in the long hot summers. The ...see more
Although I was actually born in Italy in 1953, where my father was stationed at the time, my parents moved back to Wales in 1955. Our first home was in Bargoed and then my mother Lina bought the Café in Nelson (opposite the Dynevor Arms pub - hereinafter to be referred to as Ricci's Café), where I lived from 1956 to 1971. My name is Cristina (generally known as Chris), by the way. During this period, I ...see more
The Miners' Welfare Centre was a Godsend to everybody. There were swings, roundabouts, and the rocking horse on the left where I spent many a happy hour when I was a boy. The hall was used by miners where they could read all the papers in the Reading Room. There were two snooker tables and card tables, and a bar selling only pop, crisps and sweets. The building is now (2009) empty and for sale. The ...see more
We moved into Shuttern Cottage in Pump Street in 1965, long before local developents started. It was quiet then, with little traffic, but the inevitable happened - first Woodlans, then Court Orchard, then lots else, but the atmosphere remained good and things for the good happened. The Recreation Ground in Station Road was set up, a rebuild of the Parish Hall undertaken, improvements to the Church, ...see more
I spent many a happy term at Down House Boarding School at Northiam from 1946. Is the big house still there? Please email richard@marskebythesea.co.uk
I visited Ugbroooke House in June 2009 for an Open Day they hosted to raise funds for local RNLI stations. It is a beautiful old stone mansion with a fascinating history associated with the Clifford family over the centuries. As well as opening their extensive grounds, terrace garden and lawns around the house itself, the staff were on hand to make sure everything worked smoothly to help the RNLI. I went along ...see more
I attended Park Lane School having been transferred from Barham School in 1948. My class mates included Christine Lemendin (she was a brilliant scholar and always came top of her class), Ann Field who was great friends with Christine, Tony Dyson who sadly had a fatal accident in the late 1950s, and Roger Cann who was an absolutely fantastic soccer player. Miss Barse? (I think that was her name) was a gorgeous ...see more
This is the view looking down to the end of London Road where it meets the village. The road does a sharp turn to the left into the Market Place and behind the large tree is 'Top Bayles' grocers shop. Mr Bayles had served in 'Top Bayles' since he was a boy. He was a lovely old gentleman and very kind to the children. Tins of biscuits fronted the counter and there was a bacon slicer at ...see more
In about 1995, I found amongst my late grandmother's papers, reference to a couple of 'Uncles' - William and John Milnes - who lived at one time at Butts House in Ashover. It was mentioned that the two brothers had owned mines in the area, and at some stage had 'fallen out' and so Butts House was divided in two, and they never spoke to each other again. This intrigued me, and so in 1997, on a visit to Lincolnshire, ...see more
Interesting to read the memory from Sue Rainer- Copland on Petherbridges greengrocers - my Mum worked there for many years. I can vividly remember long queues outside the door on many, many occasions. Above Camerons and the greengrocers was a ladies hairdressers called Geralds. Does anyone remember Walker Smiths - grocers on the opposite side of the road?
My parents moved into Chippingfield in 1969 and still live there. Their house is just to the right of the photograph out of shot. Needless to say, the road is full of cars now!
I am writing this for my dad. He is 81 now. He lived in Attleborough until he was 11 yreas old. His name is Colin Whybrow, his dad was Harold Whybrow. Dad also had a sister Janet, and brothers Brian, Trevor, and Ernest who was later killed in France in the Second World War. If any one remembers any of the family please reply.
I can never pass through Maids Moreton without recalling my first day at work as an apprentice electrician for The East Midlands Electricity Board, Buckingham. It was April 14th 1958 and I was assigned to Mr Jack Holland, electrician, and we were sent to install a lighting point in a rear toilet for 'Mrs Holmes, The Old Bakehouse, Main Street', and I have never fogotten it. It was the beginning of a career ...see more
I was evacuated with my sister to Brynteg, Wrexham and lived with a Mr and Mrs Wynne at Holbourn Crescent. Mr Wynne was a miner. The house I think, was a council house. I also remember the AGIE! and aso the Cross Keys pub. I loved Brynteg. Nell Burney, nee Todd
My great-great-grandfather worked as a gardener and groom at Scawby Hall in the 1800s. He was John Henson. His son, also John, worked there, and also his daughter, Maud Alice. She was a parlour maid but died aged 23 in 1883, leaving a baby of 12 months. He grew up with his grandparents and also worked at the Hall in 1901. His name was Richard Frank but we do not know who his father was as he was illegitimate and therefore his birth certificate does not name the father.
The Headmistress of Birling School was Miss Bragger who lived in the schoolhouse a few steps from the porched door of the school. Miss Bragger taught the 7-11 year mixed classes. Mrs Dyke had charge of the 5-7 year olds, she had the most deadly aim with small pieces of chalk which came your way if you misbehaved. Each year we danced around the Maypole in the grounds of Birling Manor where a fete was held, we also had ...see more
Please visit www.moonrakers.com/memories.pdf where you can download my humorous account of my rather mischievous childhood in Calne in the 50's and 60's, called MEMORIES OF CALNE. A copy of this book is lodged with the town library.
Please visit www.moonrakers.com/memories.pdf where you can download my humorous account of my rathe mischievous childhood in Calne in the 50's and 60's. A copy of this book is lodged with the town library.
My mother and her sisters were married at St Michael's church at Lower Rochford. They lived at Peter's Cottage. Gran and Grandad Kennett used to be the caretakers of the church and are buried in the church yard. It is the quaintest little church I have ever seen and it is so well looked after by the local people. We used to go down to Lower Rochford every few weeks when our last remaining auntie was ...see more
My mum and dad had their annual holidays in Weymouth in the late 1950s through to the middle 1960s. My dad worked at Vauxhall Motors in Luton but always went on the train as he did not own a car! My earlist memories of visiting Weymouth was of standing in the corridor of the steam train waiting to get the first glimpse of the sea. We used to stay in a boarding house in Spa Road which was run by a Bert and Mary Pitman ...see more
I worked at the toy factory, T N Thomas. I could not understand why they said 'Made in England' when we were in Bridgend in Wales! It was hard on our hands working there, trimming the plastics, but we had some good friends and some laughs. My husband Stan was at General Stampers, they did Government work.
In 1955 my husband who was in the American Air Force was stationed a Brize Norton, and we lived in a house which I think was called Brookfield in Uffington. I had my son Gerard at the John Radclife Hospital in Febuary 1955. I am Scottish and still live in Scotland. My son now lives in Buckinghampshire. My daughter and myself are due to visit my son in two weeks time and hope to visit Uffington which I am looking ...see more
I left Esh Winning with my family in 1963 when I was 5 or 6 for a new life in Staffordshire. We initially lived at North Terrace, which is no longer there and later 4 South Terrace. Like Ruth Hill, my father worked at Esh Winning Colliery and had to leave for greener pastures when it closed. I clearly remember the pit ponies and wondered at the time why they were made to work. They did look sad. I remember a pond with ...see more
I have three connections with Eastry - when I worked with Lamberts Laundries we served the Clarks of Eastry. I also visited the chapel as lay-preacher, and a forebear of my family was one time resident shoemaker at The Union. In the days before washing machines we had numerous customers in Eastry and it was all day round. A recent short tour of the vaillage saddened me - no Baptist Chapel, many of the old established ...see more
I was born in 1936 and raised in South Ealing and went to St Anne's Convent School. I married in 1957 and went to live in West Ealing with my husband Tom who also grew up in Ealing so we knew the area very well. As young marrieds we enjoyed going to the three cinemas in Ealing Broadway, The Forum which was the grandest, The Walpole and The Palladium where we saw so many great films which are now classics. We also ...see more
I was born on New Road, Crickhowell in the very early 1930s. My mother was born in Bridge Street, number 28, where my grandparents lived. My grandfather worked on Glanusk Estate for the then Lord Glanusk until he died. The estate buried him, he was buried in St Edmund's church, where I got married in 1952. We then lived at Ffynnonau but moved away in 1954. I love the area and visit as often as possible. All my ...see more
I lived in Alderley Edge as a child between 1947 and 1955. I remember going for walks on the Edge, and being told about a legend that Merlin and King Arthur and his knights were sleeping inside a cave there, waiting to be summoned to help if England needed them. There were some sand hills, on the top of the Edge I think, perhaps a result of mining there, and I remember sliding down them. My grandparents ...see more
If anyone has any memories of Brandon, please post them here, or contact me on 07941-832298 if you have any old photos of Brandon (you can't post them on to this website). Thanks.
I lived in Brook Street with my family between about 1958 and 1967. We lived at the bottom of the road nearest the High Street and opposite a large pond, which was a source of great entertainmanet to me and my sister at times! We watched local firemen practice fire drill, unrolling huge hoses and aiming the water into the pond then rolling up the hoses again when they'd finished. We sometimes ...see more
My name is Barbara Tester and I live in Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. My beloved (late) husband, Brian Tester, was born on 26th July, 1930 at No. 1 Station Cottages, 1 Station Road, Ardingly. His parents were Bartley William Charles Tester and Gladys Evelyn Tester. His father was a stonemason who carried out a number of pieces of restoration work in Sussex throughout his long ...see more
My great-grandfather, David Arthur Hardman, was the architect for the Textile Hall in Bury. His son, my grandfather, William Percy Hardman, was also an architect, who emigrated to Boston, then New York in 1911.
I remember gong to Littlehampton on coach outings each year from about 1950. There would be about 40 charabancs full of children from London and Greater London descending on Littlehampton, from memory the children were aged from 7 years up. The trips started some time after the war. They would have packed lunches for us in boxes and envelopes with tickets for rides and 1 shilling each. We would have a ball at the ...see more
I lived opposite K Garage at 476, Watford Way, a little way north of the Gaumont cinema. I also, along with friends from St Mary's School, Hendon, and my girlfriend (I like to think!), Susan Booker, the daughter of the publican of the Greyhound, went to Saturday morning pictures at the Gaumont. I along with my friend Mickey Standon, used to do deliveries on the monster grocery bike of wines ...see more
My gran's name was Lily Illes and she lived in one of Pineapple Cottages at Lower Swell as a child. She left home at 15 to go and work in London and then moved to Scotland with my grandpa. I have visted and stayed in one of the cottages as a family member still owned it (unfortunately not anymore). Even as a child I thought it was the most beautiful area. I have fond memories of Stow on the Wold and ...see more
My memories are of living at Bell Lane, Alconbury with my parents and granny. My parents, Ivy and Charlie Gillings, went to school there, and I so want some photos of Bell Lane as it was in those days.
I lived in Morley from 1953 till 1960 with my father and brother. We lived initially at Fairfield House which was directly across from Dartmouth Park. I have fond memories of the gardens there and the many times I spent asking the gardeners about the different plants, which have stayed with me after all these years. We moved to Scotchman Lane in 1959 and I can remember playing in and around the quarries at the back ...see more
"...I used to play in the castle and what we thought were dungeons in the middle to late 1950s. It was our playground for many years. We went to the beach nearly every day summer or winter..." Maybe we know each other? However, my best remembered memory was when I was seven or eight, playing in the rock pools below the castle (filled in with sand now) and I fell in. I could not swim. It was autumn and the ...see more
My great-great-grandparents show up, at Turriff, in the Scotland Census of 1851 :- Address: Bridgend of Gask (I wonder where this place/croft was?). The Head of the Household was James Urquhart ,'Farmer of 4 acres and Day Labourer.' He had been born at Turriff. His wife was Margaret Urquhart (nee Dey). She had been born in the Parish of Bellie, Banffshire. The couple's children, according to the 1851 ...see more
My time at Lancing was during the Second World War. Royal Navy, HMS 'King Alfred'. The final several weeks before commissioning to RNVR. I was then transferred to the Indian Army with 12 colleagues. I served with the Queen Alexandra's Own Gurkha Rifles until partition in India. Thank you Lancing College for a lovely return visit about a year ago with a complete tour of the college. It was good to see the Chapel again. It is so impressive. Mick Stuart.
This photograph from 1887 shows a post in the middle of the picture, standing upright in the sea - to this day it is still there. As a child it was always a point at which I arranged to meet with my brother, or my mum if I wandered off whilst on the beach. Growing up in Broadstairs was just the best place for a child to start life - we had great freedom, a great place to play and a beautiful, historic town - a privilege. Jo Laight
I got married in this church in 1994 and my daughter was christened here in 1995. What a beautiful church and great memories to hold forever. Jo Laight
Yes, I lived on the Watchfield housing estate from 1952 to 1953. Large numbers of paras and their equipment were dropped regularly at the airfield. Trainees jumped from large silver barrage balloons, but experienced paras from aircraft, often dozens at a time. The equipment canisters, jeeps, etc., came down with colour-coded parachutes. It was famously one of the sites used in the making of the ...see more
I fell in love with Pagham last year, I would move there tomorow if I could, I love the place! We came upon it by looking for somewhere to hire for a week of relaxation and thanks to good old Daltons Weekly we were able to hire a bungalow on Pagham beach, the extra benefit being the owner allows well-behaved dogs. So we stayed there on peaceful Pagam beach and had the most lovely time, the bungalow we ...see more
Because my father, and later on my mother and brother, shot at Bisley, every summer holiday was spent on the ranges. We would catch a train to Woking, then another to Brookwood and then board the "Bisley Bullet" which would take us to The Ranges. The last time the Bullet ran, we all put pennies on the line and the little engine ran over them and flattened them. At first we hired a caravan and then we bought a big ...see more
Hi. I am Don Stevoni's daughter, living in Wales. Just browsing the internet for the name 'Stevoni' when I came across your memory. Both my father and his wife are dead now, he died just before my first wedding in 1964. My mother was divorced from him many years beforehand and I never knew Pat. In fact I didn't know him, but have tried to find out things about him as my mother did not wnat to discuss him. He ...see more
I was born in 1934 and lived in Iveston for 18 years, leaving reluctantly in 1952. We first lived beside the duckpond, in the cottage attached to Letch Farm, run then or later by Mr and Mrs Harrison. Avis Harrison baked my wedding cake. We then lived on the village green across from the school where I started at the age of 5. The headmaster/teacher was a Mr Smith (there was only one teacher). I was only there for ...see more
Our great-great-grandfather was born in Weathersfield in 1804. He married Sussannah, born 1797, also from Wethersfield. They had five children, all born in Wethersfield, one being Walter Clark who was our mother's grandfather. They were living at 8 Ottleys Lane, Weathersfield in 1851. The children were Eliza Clark, born 1834, living at 6 Hudson Hills and working as a ...see more
I believe this was a classed as a boating pool. I used to bring my father's 1930's model steamboat here and run it to the amazement of onlookers. There weren't many model steamboats around in the 1950s although they have since become more popular. The old steamboat is still with me and still gets an occasional run. Toy yachts were the usual sight on the pool. I once made a very small electric boat using a ...see more
My memories refer to 1960 through to 1963 (I think!). I was in charge of String Tuition for the Education Department with our HQ in the Guildhall and a storage room for instruments in the bowels of the building. I remember Ludo Stewart who was Music Adviser and David Bass and Sam Grice (both staff teachers with me) and the SMO, Intermediate Orchestra and Youth Orchestra. Pupils - I regret I can recall ...see more
My memories refer to 1955 through 1959. I remember these years with affection - being taught 'cello by Harvey Philips, piano by Hilda Klein (excellent use of swearwords, I remember!!), composition by Herbert Howells (lovely man). I remember that ineffectual conductor Richard Austin and a visit to the College by Herbert von Karajan who was refused, by Ernest Bullock, his request to take a First ...see more
Anyone out there who was a pupil or teacher at this School 1966 through 1971? I was, for my sins, Head of Music during these years and have memories of such staff names as Andy Thompson (history), Denis Holman (Head), Neil Bibby, Steve Hennig, Bill Prickett (caretaker), Austin Matthews (crafts), Graham Hoare (Maths), Betty Perfect (School Secretary). I am still in touch with George Bell and his wife Sue every Christmas - it would be great to hear from anyone else who may remember me!!
I spent many summers at Torwoodlee Lodge with my Nanny (Jessie Scott Stewart) and a great uncle, Robert Brockie. As soon as school was out Mum, one of my brothers and myself would pack and catch the train to Glasgow, another to Edinburgh and finally board the bus headed for Galashiels. We'd get off at Torwoodlee Lodge which was within walking distance of Galashiels. What great times we ...see more
The 79th Boy Scout Group of which my father Bert Lacey was Scout master for on a number of years used to take us camping on a farm close to Farnsfield, I think it was called Combes Farm. We would get there down a lane off the Ollerton Road. If any none remembers this camp site please let me know. As far as I know my paternal grandmother came from Farnsfield, a lady by the name of Alice Bonser who married a Mr Lacey and moved to Netherfield.
I was in the first group of Lymm Grammar School students to move to Oughtrington Hall in 1945/46. Later, perhaps 1952/53, we established cricket at the school and played matches against other Cheshire Grammar Schools there - all very pleasant memories. I also played cricket for the Oughtrington Park club before I moved to the south of England and then played at Bickley Park in Kent.
We moved into the Police House at Tyne Hill in January 1955. It was bitterly cold and we had no coal. My husband was still at Eynsham Hall and I was there with three children, 3years, 2years and one month old. I managed as best I could, sorting wood from the hedgerow until the coal man called. The local village, Sibford Gower, was a fair walk away, but walk we did, with the baby in the pram, the 2-year-old sitting on ...see more
I used to live in the station yard at Ebchester, 3 Railway Cottages. I was there when the Railway Hotel was burnt down, at 5am in the morning. That's all for now. E. Collingwood
I am just remembering Moss Hall and Mr and Mrs Yaylor and their son Stan who lived in a cottage near the copse, and how at a night time you would stand outside and listen to badgers crying, it was really such an amazing place, the memories which are still fresh in my mind. I wonder if anyone in Gresford would still remember them, in fact their granddaughter still lives in Gresford, her maiden name was Pauline ...see more
I grew up in Malden Road and went to Wallington Grammer School. I vividly remember having to walk to the bus stop in Ewell Rd every morning and sometimes having to run for the bus as it waited at the traffic lights. Luckily it was one of the open platform sort so a daredevil leap could be made to get on as it pulled away. I remember there was a dance studio by the bus stop.
Cuxton is the village my wife lived in before our marriage, after I married her we used to spend weekends here with her parents. I really loved spending time together, just us and Mr Benny B, our dog. I wish I could go back to those happy days together, she was lovely to love. James G Brown
I have just dicovered I have a family name of Bramwell, Dora Brawell was my grandmother who married Francis Joyce from Buxton in the 1920s. Are there any Bramwells still in Moneyash? It was a large family of 8 back in the 1920s. It would be great to hear from you. Christine Joyce
My earliest memory was at the age of 5. I vividly remember sqeezing through the school railings at the bottom of my garden to go to school. My teacher was a lady called Mrs Malkin, she was very nice and kind to us all in her class. Someone would bring in flowers every day to brighten up the classroom. In those days you would work with a piece of slate and chalk and life could be very strict. ...see more
I traced my family ancestry to St Stephen in Cornwall as far back as the 1500s. My husband and I visited England in 2005, and spent some time in Cornwall. As an Australian of several generations, I am fascinated to know where the various branches of my family have come from. Everyone in Australia originally came from another part of the world. I have some surnames in my family history which are from St Stephen and St ...see more
The new houses were occupied by ... Tommy and May Treacy (opposite the Loop), next was Alice and Joe McCormack with their sons Seamus, Brian and daughter Carmel, next was Edmund and Nan Duncan with son Ian and daughters Caroline, Lorraine, Avril and Amanda, next was James and Lizzie Duffy with their sons Jim, Sean, Tommy, Michael, Damien and daughters Maisie, Bridie, Margaret, Pat, Josephine, Ann, Geraldine and ...see more
The large vessel in the foreground is a pleasure steamer belonging to Campbells, the 'Empress Queen', and was the first screw steamer owned by the company. The vessel on the opposite bank was a William Sloan steamer, registered at Leith, although her name, partly obscured, was not one of their regulars and may have been on charter whilst either the 'Annan' or 'Findhorn' was in dry dock. They operated from ...see more
The name is Gareth Davis, and my grandfather (Harry Davis) lived at No 2 Ivor (Ifor) Terrace in Blackmill, although I later lived in Bryncethin I used to travel with the local butcher Clive Heale back to Blackmill to deliver meat to homes there. I now live in Australia, and at the age of 60 last year was fortunate enough to be able to visit Blackmill on a nostalgic visit, to visit my grandmother's grave at Paran Chapel, ...see more
My name is Gareth Davis, and I now live in Australia. I fondly remember travelling the No 7 bus to Nantymoel to my home in Bryncethin. My best friend Lewis Lee, who I have now lost touch with and have tried to find, was a bus mechanic with Western Welsh for many years at the Bridgend Bus Station. It was from here that I took my last childhood journey to join the army at the age of 16. At the ripe old age of ...see more
Previously I had posted to My Memories, a much longer, "informative" post, but I learned from further research that a lot of what I had previously heard was not accurate in fact. My memories remain unchanged, regardless of the more accurate details so kindly provided to me. It had never before occured to me to go to the best source of more factual information, the Town of Beccles, of which Roos ...see more
My father was the village policeman during the Second World War, his name was Archie Evans. My mother died there in 1949. We lived in a house called Somersby. I was only 4 when we left, and my sister Carol was 11. My name is Kay Irene and I think I have godmothers in the village, but perhaps they are no longer alive. I have a picture of my mother taken on D-Day, I think with other mums and children in a ...see more
I remember playing in the church woods, and getting to the church gate and being scared to go any further, because of the very old graves. I have many fond memories of climbing the big old beech trees that were there, also of being in the Scouts and laying trails for the other Scouts to follow. Also we made bike tracks in the old Second World War bomb craters and used to race each other.
I started living here in 1969 when I married my wife Juettee Burgess who was the riding instuctress at Stangrave Hall stables. I was stationed at the Guards' barracks in Caterham when we met and when I finished in the army I started work at Bristows Helicopter near Redhill. It was the happiest time of my life, the people were most kind and I made lots of really good friends, I wish I could go back. It was called Stangrave Hall when I lived there. James
I was born in 1937 at 73 Boston Gardens, Brentford, Middesex, near Boston Manor Station on the Picadilly Line. I left the area in 1954 to work on the south coast prior to emigrating to New Zealand in 1961. I remember the public baths (and the library!) where I learnt to swim at a young age and, of course, the domination of the Gas Works! I would dearly like to locate an old friend who lived next door to me, a Frances ...see more
I was born in the chalet that this photo on the left partly shows, in 1951. The person sunbathing could be me at 13 or 14 years of age. I was Christine Elliott then. The name was 'Lucerne', my great grand parents owned 'San Remo', next door, from about 1938. All the family went there to live in 1940, when their house was bombed in Stonehouse.
I was born in the chalet that this photo on the left partly shows, in 1951. The person sunbathing could be me @ 13 or 14 yrs.I was Christine Elliott then. Who took the photo I wonder.?Please comment anyone.
This used to be owned by Sir Ivan Stedeford, and every Christmas the choir of St Michael's Church was invited to sing carols in the hall acompaned by Sir Ivan on the grand piano.
I lived in Swale Avenue, Rushendon as a young lad. I was cared for by Mr and Mrs West. Mr West worked in the local pottery works. I can remember there used to be a huge glass works, a stone's throw from Manor Road. As children we would disappear all day on the marshes with our bottles of sherbert water and jam sandwiches. I remember going to school in Queensbourgh, which was just by the railway station. More memories to follow.