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My father, who worked for Philips Electrical (Mullard Amplifier Division) was the Sound Engineer at both the Wembley Stadium and Pool during the entire Olympic Games of 1948. He had to work very long hours not only during the events but also during the daily rehearsals of ceremonies. I went to one of the last events, with my grandparents, which was equestrian. After the Games finished, my father continued as ...see more
I began my pupil nurse training at the Cambridge in 1970. I enjoyed my time there. I remember the corridors, indeed they were very long, some say a quarter of a mile lonf, and some say nearly a mile. I think I would say the latter. I was posted to Hong Kong in November 1970 and went back there in 1972.
I have very fond memories of coming on a number of occasions to some wooden chalets in Pantymwyn, I think 3 in number. They were in a clearing in the woods and I believe they were used by employees of Liverpool Council. My father worked for Liverpool Council at the time and I remember coming with my mum and dad and 7 or 8 of their friends whom I called aunts and uncles. There were 2 sleeping huts and ...see more
I have been trying to remember the exact dates when we lived in Dovercourt but I think it was something like 1953-57, while my father worked for the railway at Parkeston Quay. We first rented a place in Shaftesbury Avenue and then bought a house in Main Road. I was interested to see Martin Johnson's post because I was a pupil at the nursery school that his mother used to run at the vicarage. It ...see more
I remember the Odeon on Kingstanding Circle. We used to wait for my dad to come home with his wages and then mum would take my sister and myself to the Odeon. We used to queue for ages to get in the shillings! and always had to stand for the National Anthem at the end of the film. We could choose on the night whether to have an ice cream at the cinema or buy threepence worth of chips when we came out at ...see more
Would be interested to know if anyone has any knowledge of the history of the Giddings family. Have visited the church and graveyard where there are gravestones but would like to know more. Thanks Theresa
Most young boys at sometime rode and or built their own trolly. My experience growing up, living on the edge of French's Yard on Epping New Road in Buckhurst Hill, was full of good times riding my home-built trolly down the long slope in the yard after working hours and on weekends. My main difficulty back then was finding at least two matching pram wheels. Having one wheel was useless, but finding two the same ...see more
Hi, has anyone got some pictures of the Warren in the 1960s? My mum spent holidays there and met my dad, I was born in 1967. My grandparents lived in the Warren. My parents split up just after a year and my father lives still in Talacre, but I have no contact with him. My mother would like some old pictures to build a family tree to pass on to her great-granchildren, any information would be great, thanks. Contact me on 0161 343 3170 and ask for Ann.
My mother and I spent the war years in Crowlas, we lived in a thatched cottage down a lane behind the Star pub. You went through a farm which was owned by a Mr Richards. We had to get our water from a stream and well. There was a row of cottages on a hill opposite our house, my mothers friend lived in one. Mrs Pemburthy. Are the cottages still standing? My mother is still alive and in good health, she is 91. Any information would be appreciated. Her name is Kathleen Parris, formerly Alltree.
We lived in Turney Road not far from 'Greyhound' as we called it. My grandparents used to take us there for celebratory meals at birthdays and anniversary times. We used to go upstairs where the table was all laid out with fine silver cutlery and damask cloth and napkins. We were the only ones up there - and there were only 6 of us! I can't remember much about the food but it was exciting to go to a real pub when I ...see more
I think that this might have been taken in May/June1953, with the flags out for the Coronation. I was a schoolboy at the Royal Grammar School at the time.
This isn't Windsor Road, it is Chobham High Street!
The earliest date this can have been taken is 1957/58. I know because as a 17 year old school-leaver I worked as a teaboy/labourer on the site in July 1957 when the school was being built.
I started working at Brundon Farm when I was ten years old. Mr Norman was very kind to me and I helped out on the the farm for the next five years. I had a great time when I was a kid fishing at Brundon Mill mainly for pike. There were concrete tank traps that were left over from the Second World War which were pushed into the river by the bridge. People's spinners and plugs always caught on the iron bars of the ...see more
Hello. I have just found an old postcard of this image! It belonged to my late great aunt's husband. I'd love to hear your stories if you lived in this village around this time or have a relative who did!
I remember the Teddy Boys and 'winkle pickers'. Our baby-sitter used to rock and roll in the living room, and us kids used to laugh because we could see her underwear when her flared skirt twirled! She used to paint our nails for us with pink varnish, and lacquer our hair with squeezy bottle Rosedale Hairspray which only cost a few pence in Woolies. She also used to dye her hair black with a powder sachet called ...see more
My grandmother Alice Weaver lived in an old tumbldown cottage at Creeks Mill. She was a widow, and married my grandad George Wylde around 1900. My dad was born in 1903. They moved to Top House on the Highwood. The Creeks Mill house was left to ruin. As a child, I went with my mum and aunty to pick the primroses, violets, blackberries and rosehips that grew round the old house. There was a little stream with a ...see more
Hi there, I am researching the history of a few properties in Little Sutton, and I am trying to trace a house that was called 'Enmore' in 1936, in New Street. A John Baugh lived there up until his death in 1936. Would anybody know if this house still exists, and how I might locate it? I understand that the house name has now changed, although I dont know when this happened. Any suggestions would be gratefully received, Thanks
I am uncertain about the precise date. During the bombing of Trafford Park a stray bomber, probably with a stick of bombs stuck in the bomb doors, released a stick accross School Road up to the Town Hall. The bomb rack wrecked the front wheel of my fathers bike as he was riding it ! The Wardens did attack the fire relatively successfully. My father was the Deputy Chief Warden of Sale at the time. My aunt, who ...see more
My parents both grew up in Kingsbury and my Nan lived in Branksome Way. As a child, I remember being taken to visit my Nan on Saturdays, going shopping first and walking all the way up one side of the road and back down the other. There used to be a tobacconist next to the entrance to Kingsbury station, and we always used to stop and buy fresh prawns, winkles, cockles and sometimes a crab, from the fish ...see more
I spent many happy days fishing in the park lake, permit purchased from the town hall for 6 pence per year, old money, then the council in their wisdom decided to fill the pond in with all the dustbin refuse, and it never had the same appeal afterwards. The photo shows what was always called the flower park, it had a bandstand and was always well cared for. The park on the other side of Wigan Road ...see more
I remember the years of growing up in Steeple Aston, and the fond memories that I had from back in those times. The times as kids we would all go down to the river from the time we couldn't swim as small children until the time we were young adolescents where all the big kids hung out! Picking bowls of blackberries with my mum, Janet, my mum's best friend, and my best friend, Kevin ...see more
I have lived here with my parents since I was 3 years old (1980). If anyone knows more history about the shop and the house I would love to hear from you. ssavage55@hotmail.com
I arrived in Wallingford as a 10 year old boy with my sister and mother on a cold winter February night. We had been bombed out from our house in Dagenham just a few days before and my brother, who was stationed at Benson with the army, had arranged for us to take a room in The Lamb, I believe it was, to get us out of London and away from the bombs. It did not take mother long to get us ...see more
My mother used to walk us home this way, after I finished school. I got off the bus by the station. I used to go to the Immaculate Heart of Mary School somewhere near Billingshurst. I remember walking past the graveyard, and always feeling scared. There was a stile at the bottom of the hill, Mum had to climb over, but my sister and I could scramble underneath it. We lived in Daux Avenue, in the new bungalows. ...see more
We used to go into a sweet shop in the High Street and buy Wagon Wheels. I am sure they were bigger then than they are now! One of the children whose parents owned the sweet shop had a snake! We were fascinated. Snakes as pets were quite rare in those days. Diana Dors used to live in Billingshurst, and we often used to see her in the Post Office, wearing a fur coat. She would emerge from a huge white car! My ...see more
My parents were one of the first people to live in King Henry's Drive, in the year 1951. The houses had only just been built. I remember a lot about New Addington. There was a gypsy camp right at the end of the road, and I can recall seeing a young gypsy boy, riding a horse along the road, bareback, and his long hair blowing in the wind. The roads at that time were not made up, but soon after, the old ...see more
My father (who died recently) used to play in Shirley Hills, and Badgers Hole, which was close to his home in Shirley Way, Croydon when he was a small boy. He had 4 other brothers and a sister. He often told us of the fun they had there, with their catapults, knocking tin cans off of a tree stump, and how he got chased by a whole nest of hornets because his football disturbed them... He had a phobia about wasps all his life.
I moved to Coverton Road SW17 around 1962, my grandparents lived in Gilby Road, I played for hours on the grounds of the old St Georges hospital and attended Sellincourt primary school. The head mistress was Mrs Wooley and I'm sure there was a Mr Pritchard, but it's all a long time ago. I remember a lad called Steven Ellis, because then we shared the same surname, a girl called Caron Ford, an Irish family lived ...see more
My great-grand parents - Charles and Sarah Roblett - married at Layston. Their daughter Dorothy Roblett married Christopher McHugh, of Archers in Buntingford. The wedding here took place some time between 1920-1940, the church was open air and they married on Christmas Eve. Chris and Dorothy had three children, Christopher, Bernadette (my mother) and John. They passed away over 20 years ago now.
I was the first manager of Writtle Football Club and was a member of the club from 1966/67 until I left to come to Australia in 2000. I have many happy memories of my years at the club and remember great stalwarts of the club such as Ken Poole, Alfie Brown, Geoff Baker, Tom Farr and Gwen Farr, Fred Butcher and his wife Joan, who used to wash the kit and would have it washed and on the line before we made our ...see more
East Witton's interest to me began as it was the birthplace of my grandfather and his parents resided in Wast Witton Without (i found this through the 1901 census), though I cannot get any further back in time. I worked in nearby Leyburn and visited East Witton daily to get a sense of its aura and atmosphere, hoping to meet someone who knew my ancesters as my grandfather became well known and his actions in the First ...see more
I have moved around the country since leaving Wythenshawe in 1977 but I recently returned to Roundthorn through my work and visited Duerrs Factory. Whilst there I was convinced that this was previously Almonds Bakery where I worked from 1973 to 1975. This brought back memories of visits to the Black Boy (?) at lunch time with my work mate Helen Bloor for a plate of chips! Can anybody out there confirm whether ...see more
The photograph of Bridge Road clearly shows The Cove Supply Stores building on the right. My parents ran that shop from about 1936 to 1945. The Bridge Road end of the shop in the photo was the Off-Licence. Opposite the shop on Cove Road was the Ivy Leaf Club. I have such memories of Cove... I attended the Hawley Road Elementary School, and remember one teacher well, a Mr Harold Crapper, who was a devil ...see more
I attended Bersham School until 1950 and well remember the daily walk (or run) from 30 Wynnstay Crescent up West Grove to the school. I believe 1947 was the year that the winter flood happened and Gwylim Williams drowned near the footbridge. I remember all the teachers at Bersham - Mr Hughes, Mr King, Mr Gilla and Ms Mitchel. She had a great influence on me and was instrumental in getting me to Grove Park. I saw ...see more
I went to this school from 1964 - 1970. It has now been demolished. The head teacher was Mrs Finneran and some of the teachers were Miss Baba, Mr Sloane, Mr Cook, Mrs Bintcliff and Miss Hooley. On the corner of the school was a sweet shop called 'Blue Taylors' because the owners were called Taylor and the shop was painted blue. We used to go to St Mark's Church for services at Christmas. I used to go ...see more
This is the school 3 of my children attended between September 1985 to July 2003. It was Greensward Lane School, then it changed to Greensward College then it became a City Academy.
We had some very happy family picnics on Knowle Green. There was a small stream in which we used to play with our fishing nets and catch small fish and other water creatures. There were also plenty of wild flowers on the edge of the stream and dragon flies. There was also on the Green a herd of dairy cows brought down from their farm daily to graze, Knowle Green was then common land, and in the early ...see more
I used to go to Hassobury School, Hazel End from 1960 to 1962. It was a lovely old mansion but sadly it is flats now. It was surounded by countryside and we used to go for walks with Mrs Lyle and she used to sit us down then read from the book 'The Lord of the Rings'. On a Saturday we used to walk to Stansted with our pocket money to buy sweets, it seemed like two miles, but perhaps it was shorter. One day a week ...see more
My husband Reginald and I were married at St Andrews Minster Ashingdon at 2 pm on saturday 16 September 1972. The service was conducted by The Rector Rev. Norman Cotgrove. I had 7 bridesmaids in blue,green,lilic,& lemon. Our fathers D.Hayes & L Willis were witnesses .When we came out and started to pose for the photos someone noticed that there was smoke coming from the back of the minster .I dont know ...see more
I did not live in Rochford, I lived in Hawkwell as a child/ teenager, but went to school there, first going to Rochford Primary then King Edmunds. One of my best friends who I often stayed over with at weekends lived at Malting Villas and her garden backed on to the Rec. For many years the Council would hold a sports festival around the district with the finals on the Rec (Rochford Park) and the Bobbin. ...see more
My mother Cicely Fallon was born in Wallsend and she kept us laughing in Scotland about my grandfather Matthew Fallon and how they tried to sneak their boyfriends in and out under his watchful eye, he was a miner at Rising Sun pit. Although I was brought up in Scotland I do remember visits back to Wallsend. My first cinema visit was to a picture about the Foreign Legion in 1942 starring Laurel and Hardy, I ...see more
This picture is Middleham Suspension Bridge.
In late 1939 I walked with my younger brother, Peter, through the main street. We had arrived as evacuees. We still have friends there.
I attended Brown Rigg Boarding School between 1964 - 1966 I remember good friends - Chris Briddock, Terry Pencott, Charlie Short, Ali Peek, John Bartle, Ian Wright. Peter Myers, Trevor Ord, Frances Ferguson. Teachers - Alan Bradburn, Ted Grey. If anyone remembers me please get in touch by email to edbar1@hotmail.co.uk I was know as Eddie to my friends and I came from Stamfordham. All the best Ed
I went to Saint Saviours around approx 1967/1968. We used to live at Number 6, Webster Gardens. My grandparents used to own Youngs Bakers which was opposite Ealing Studios and my father and his brother used to do the early morning bread delivery rounds on their bikes! Does anyone remember the baker shop? I burnt my finger on the iron one day and my father took me to Gunnersbury Park and hired a boat ...see more
My name then was Barrett. I remember living on Walton Street, Holmebridge. My best friend then was Dorothy Hobson, we lived at no 6 and she lived at no 18 I think. I went to the council school where the headmaster was Mr Laycock. My best teacher was Mrs Baker. And I remember going to the sweet shop next to the park, I think it was called Ogdens.
Does anyone remember Elsie Richardson who at 1973 lived at 150 Cole Valley Road Hall Green? She was a widow, and her husband Harry Richardson I never met, but I have a beautiful heirloom from Elsie which belonged to Harry. Elsie lived there until her death in the 1980s. She was a 'Starkey' before marriage, sister to my grandmother. Contact Audrey email:ajlittlewood@slingshot.co.nz
I lived in the village from the age of 9 years to 11 years. My parents were Norman and Dorothy Gower, and my dad was the manager of John Miller's the grocery store, across from the White Horse pub. Our next door neighbours were Mr and Mrs Bullpit who lived in a thatched cottage. Amy, their only daughter, worked for my dad. My best friend name was Norma Shelvey. I rang the belles at the local church, I was ...see more
My paternal grandmother Annie Cowell came from Stanford and I have always been led to believe that the space on the left of the house in the foreground, where the trees are, was the site of her father's blacksmith's premises. Her husband (or husband to be) Thomas J Mead was also a blacksmith and probably worked there as well, hence the connection, before they moved to Romford and then Wooburn Green in ...see more
I lived with my grandmother who was Sara Catherine Roberts and we lived in Liverpool House, Penisarwaun. I was a teenager and lived there for about three years. I went to school at Llanrug, the one down the bottom of a lane. My name then was Wendy Williams and my father was Daniel Williams, who left Wales early in his life. Life was great there and one of the highlights was going into Caernarfon on a Saturday ...see more
I was born and raised in Willingdon and lived two doors away from the previous correspondent Ian Friend. I also attended the school referred to as Willingdon Church Hall before a new school was built in Rapsons(?) Road, Lower Willingdon. I have very fond memories of my childhood days there and spent many hours playing and exploring the Downs nearby. The Chalk Pit above Willingdon was a favourite area where ...see more
It was a happy childhood, I was born in Etwall in 1954 and our council house in Windmill Road is still our family home. Some of my fondest memories are the simple pleasures of life as a young lad in the 1950/60s. Always keen to get home from Etwall Primary School (though teachers Miss Smith, Mrs Sanders, Mr Tomlin, Miss Cracksford were all so kind and friendly) we would run home in the hope we might be allowed 'up the ...see more
In 1954 my father and mother took over the Holt Fleet Hotel when I was 9 years old. The photographs on this site brings back memories of the two years that I spent as a child there. Steamers from Worcester would moor at the landing stage and passengers would disembark for afternoon tea in the grandly named ballroom. The pictures of the hotel shown on this site are of the original earlier building which was ...see more
I am researching my family tree and believe that William Wilks and his wife Alice lived in Walton on the Hill during the late 1930s early 1940s. He was a nurseryman/gardener by trade. Any information would be very helpful. Thank you.
I have no personal memory of Fenny Compton. However it was the birthplace of my grandfather, Henry Charles Draper. He was born I think in 1866 or thereabouts. The only thing he told me about Fenny Compton was that at the age of 9 years his mother received a note from the school master that Henry need not attend school any more as he had put in sufficient attendance. My grandfather told me that this was the result ...see more
Changes happen all so fast, about 10 years ago we were camping near Dickleburgh, a wonderfully friendly village and we bought the most wonderful sausages from there local butcher. Returning this Easter (2009), we returned to holiday near the village, and I must admit I was quite looking forward to breakfast of sausages - but alas the shop had gone(!), as was the great mill which dominated the village centre. ...see more
I am Howard F. Van Horn II. I live in Sandy, Utah, USA which is in the Great Salt Lake Valley. My great, great grandmother was Jane Price, wife of William Price. Jane was born in Monmouthshire, Wales on 2/15/1801 and died in Frostburg, Maryland, USA on 2/17/1888. William Price died in Wales (prior to 1888). My great grandmother, Sarah Price was their child and was born in ...see more
My husband and I took his father, Ken Benwell, back to North Warnborough today, for his 90th birthday. He was born on 25th April 1919 and lived there until he was three years old. He then moved to Suffolk with his parents. He has never been back since. He recognised Perrys Cottages straight away, as the place where his grandparents once lived. He also remembered the football field, which backed onto the ...see more
My mother was born in 21 Meadow Street, and many times I spent a lot of happy hours there. She was Doreen Susanah Howells, and had a sister Gwyneth, a sister Megan, a brother Evan, a brother Leslie, and a brother who died in the local colliery in an accident. I remember well watching his funeral going past the house. It was very sad. Often we would get on that little train and go to Barry for the day - what ...see more
In 1950 I was born on a cold winter's night to my mother Rosemary Jesse, at 'The Black Houses', Kelvedon Road, Wickham Bishops, built by architect, designer and socio-economic theorist Arthur Heygate Macmurdo. I had an older brother Neil and a sister, Christine. My mother had lived her childhood at Goldhanger, another delightfully unique part of Essex, bringing forth many joyful memories of ...see more
I was in the Parachute section at Heyford until 1950 when I left the RAF, as an ageing wrinkly my memories are not that good, But I remember we used to get a battered old coach at a weekend ( Smiths Coaches)( I believe now Heyfordian) to bring us on weekend pass to London I then lived in Essex, he would then pick us up at about midnight from Marble Arch on Sunday for the return trip, I well ...see more
I use to live here in the early 1950s. My dad was in the Canadian Air Force. My maiden name was Lolly Botting. I am planing a visit next year and have been trying to find some photos on line. If anyone remembers me please e-mail me.
I left school in 1949 having been a happy (if not good) student since 1946. Memorably I was school athletics champion in 1949 and had been Worccestershire Schools High Jump Champion in the same year. I was also Left Half for the schools 1st Eleven football team. I well remember staff: Miss Beake, 'Soapy Watson', Jimmy Moral, Miss Moore, Mr Andrews, Miss Oliver, Miss Lericheux (?), Colonel Scothern. Pupils I ...see more
I have a painting by Charles A Challis c1900 of Salters Lode. I've tried to research him & believe he was a schoolmaster at Salters Lode or nearby.
Gertrude Margaret Whytehead (Daisy) was our grandmother. She was the daughter of Henry Yates Whytehead and we believe her mother was also Gertrude. They lived at Bewholme Grange and Granny may have been born there in 1878. She was the eldest of a large family. We know of Alice, Leonard and Frederick but we are sure there were more. Henry Y Whytehead may have been a doctor. We have an old black and white photo of the ...see more
My father Sidney Edward Nurden whose name is on the war memorial at The Broadway at Rainham. He died from wounds he received in France in 1944 aged 28 years. He is buried in the cemetary in Upminster Road where there are now several others from the Nurden family including my mother Lucy Maud Nurden whose ashes are scattered on my father's grave. I think we used to call the Broadway the Clock Tower and it was ...see more
I lived in Childswickham from 1944 -1955 and as far as I am concerned it was the best place on earth. We had our own school, post office, shop and garage. Everyone knew everyone else and as children we had complete and utter freedom to go and do whatever we liked with no worries for us or our parents. We always had a Christmas party at the village hall (which had an outside toilet with 3 holes) and I saw my ...see more
My family moved to Bishton in 1945 when my father began working at Bishton Signal Box. Because of the returning soldiers, few houses were available in the Newport area so we settled at Bank Cottage, Bishton. The cottage had been condemned in the 1930s - the west wall appeared ready to collapse, there was one faucet, and a drop toilet thirty yards away was the only biffy - but we were desperate for a roof ...see more
STEPHEN and ELIZABETH JELBERT (neé GILBERT) BAWDEN were the parents of: Stephen b. 6 April 1812, ch 25 Apr 1812/1813? in Redruth, m. Mary Terrill in Church of Redruth, emigrated to US Harriet ch 5 March 1815 emigrated to US; Edwin/Edward ch 30 Mar 1817, married Elizabeth Jane KITTO from Redruth, emigrated to US; John ch 18 April 1819, emigrated to AU; Henry ch 1 April 1821, married Josepha MATTHEW(S), d 4 June ...see more
STEPHEN BAWDEN - oldest child of Stephen and Elizabeth Jelbert (neé Gilbert) Bawden was born in Redruth, 6 April 1812 at the end of the long and troubled reign of George III and just 7 years before Queen Victoria was born. He was trained as a blacksmith, as were his father and grandfather. He married Mary Terrill, also born in Redruth on 8 April 1817, dtr of Samuel and Mary Tremain Terrill. The English ...see more
I left Graham Road Secondary School for boys in 1963 ... and played in the foundations of the ABD Cine Bowl ... it seems strange to see Asdas sitting there now ...
I lived in Station Road till 1955, then moved to Franklin Road and lived there till 1972. I can remember most of this parade of shops, starting at Lewis's on the corner of Percy Road, Frost's TV repair shop, Home & Colonial, Pricerites, H M Lawrence (insurance), Cafe, Bakers?, Jenkins? chemist ... then over the road to drycleaners?, Jack Roberts (grocer), Dredges (butcher), and a hairdressers ... ...see more
1975-1979 Yes it was hell. But at the end of the day I did wrong. But I was only a kid, and I think it was only petty. You'd think I did murder to what went on at Stanhope Castle. It was all true. I would to get in contact with anyone else who experienced Stanhope Castle like I did, in particular Jeffrey Hall.
I was born in Morden - christened and went to Sunday School, junior church and youth club at St Lawrence Church at the top of the hill by The George backing on to Morden Park with the bandstand. I remember the old Club House that sold icecreams from a window and the paddling pool by the Club House and the pitch and putt course and the stream at the bottom of the hill! We lived in a house opposite the flats at the end of ...see more
I went to Castle School in 1977 till about 1980 and have some happy memories of the place. I was sent there because I was a handful at 11 years old, and no local school would take me! Some of the kids there came from really terrible family backgrounds, through no fault of their own, while some kids were just bad. I wasn't happy being there at the time, but it got me an education, and got me ...see more
My name is Pamela Alston, nee Earley. I lived in Alconbury village from the age of 5 in 1943 till the age of 15 in 1953. I went to the village school and had an exellent education, much better than my college educated children. We lived at the Globe House and my father Walter Earley transported prisoners of war to work, I remember the Italian prisoners made lovely jewellery from plexi glass and all hand painted. I ...see more
I was born in the High Street, just next to the existing Spar shop, which used to be Tustin's garage and also the Fire Station. My late grandfather, Bert Slinger, was a builder who lived on the premises which is now the Chinese takeaway for many years. I still have quite a few relatives living in High Bentham.
Looking at these photos brings back happy memories. I lived in Cowley Road and went to Whitehall and Greenway schools. In my older teens, I used to go to Burtons Dancehall - great groups and music there and the three cinemas. My friends and I used to all meet up at the Fairy Bell Restaurant on a Saturday afternoon - it sounds very tame now but we loved it. We always seemed to be doing something, never ...see more