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I recently discovered whilst researching my family tree that Grandad George James Candy was not only born in St Helier, Jersey, but by the time he was 13 years old he and his brother Charles Henry (10 years) were living in the Seamans orphanage at 6 Hill Lane. I would love to know if anyone can remember the orphanage or has any knowledge of its history.
My grandad's family came from here, his name was Clarence Magson Hilton, he was born around 1900. I am trying to find anyone related, he married Elizabeth Howard and lived in Hull.
My wife and I moved here in 1983. We lived in the far cottage of the terrace of 3 (1,Church Cottages), in the foreground of this photograph. Our first daughter arrived whilst we were here. However, the imminent arrival of the second meant that we had to move to a larger property. We had four very happy years here. Unfortunately, the Christmas after we moved a major fire severely damaged this terrace and it ...see more
I have just seen a website comment from M Hayward, I remember the shop well. I lived in Graig Terrace, and often used the shop to buy magic Orange Maid lollipops, I would like to hear more from people who used to live in Abercwmbo in the 1950s and 1960s. Regards, Ann Griffiths
The following is a transcription of a newspaper article written about my grandparents Annie & Arthur Hopgood. May 1952. They took over the Carpenters Arms Rhoose in 1941. (now called the Highwayman) ‘Leader of the Band’ Many friends and customers called at the Carpenters Arms to celebrate the Golden Wedding of “Mine Hosts” Mr & Mrs A J Hopgood on Friday. As recorded in our last issue Mr & Mrs ...see more
Hi, I still live in the area but Forge has the best memories, epecially of my grandad and those summer walks with Ebony, his black labrador, we used to sit in the long grass above the dam watching George Cunningham doing his drawings and paintings and George used say "Here lad, do you want one?". Well you have guessed it, I said "I am not bothered", oh well. It was the best place ever during those summer days, let's hope for them this year. Regards Terry
I remember riding on an old wooden rollercoaster inside the pavilion on the Grand Pier in 1962 or 1963 called The Figure of Eight. I was around about 6 years old and the next time I went to Weston, probably the following year, the ride was gone. Now I can't find out anything about the ride and it is as if it never existed. What happened to it and why no photos or info now?
Happy memories of Warnham Court. I remember Bill & David Dundridge, Eric Cook, Margaret Hardy. I was in Mr Mackley's class, in the Cedar dorm and Bodium was my house. Would like to hear from anybody that was there during my time and remembers me.
My name is Peter Warner. I spent many holidays at Upper Dean in the 1930s. My uncle was a farmer at Top Farm. I was also evacuated to Dean during the Second World War and attended Dean school. It remains to this day my favourite place with all its happy memories. In searching my family history I find that my ancestors all originate from Upper Dean. They were the Allen family and reach back to the 1600s. I intend to add much more of my times there at a later date. Peter Warner
Great memories singing in the Co-op choir. Putting on a show for the locals who bought a ticket and were given a bag of food and a drink to eat during the interval. Also going to Corstorphine for the choir competition and Scottish country dancing. Lots of great memories going to the Co-op Xmas and New Year dances. The Locarno, The Dreadnought (Birdcage), Flannigans, Smiths, great night life as a teenager.
Recall using a machine on the platform at Christchurch Railway Station. It punched letters onto a aluminium nameplate strip of metal for 6d. I still have one of them. Film of the Trolley Bus circular turning table can be seen on the youtube site, plus black & white footage of trolley buses' final parade journey round Bournemouth.
One of my fondest memories is of the big Christmas tree at Moreton Cross all lit up, you could see it way up Pasture Road in the dark and to a small child it was magic. I also loved the great hot summers and the very interesting shops in Moreton at that time, much better then than today, happy days at the shore, lots to do and see, spent hours there with my family, that's all most people could afford then, a day at the shore, but we loved it. Regards, Margery Hall
My mum lived in Lamb Street, the bottom half, she lived with her mother Harriet Prescott, sister Gertie and brother Billy. When Mum was born she was given the same name as her mother. They were bombed out of Lamb Street during the war, there do not seem to be any photos in books on the website of Lamb Street. Mum had many happy memories of Lamb Street and remembers Father Winder, although mum was C of ...see more
Any imformation or photographs would be very welcome please to ReidFS@aol.com.
When I was 14 and a half, I took an evening and Saturday morning job at the Woolworths in Varley Parade. I was still there five years later, when my A levels came to an end. I still see supervisor Dot from time to time, still living in the flat above the old shop. Back then there were many Woolworths that started to disappear, long before the 2009 collapse. There was one in Hendon, up the Watford Way, ...see more
I grew up in the area and often visited as a child. One particular memory is of ordering a pot of tea for four - it was so big my Dad couldn't lift it and the cheese on the sandwiches was about an inch thick - delicious! Since moving away to London, I try and visit every time I come home and ALWAYS order an iced slice - the best cakes in the world & I live in fear of the day they're gone! See you soon Auntie Vi!
Our grandad George Boultby was a miner at Cotgrave. Because we didn't have a car, we had to go on the old type Barton buses. We would walk from the bus stop to our grandparents' house. They used to live in two different locations, the first I am not sure of the street/road name but it's from the main shopping area, through the garages at the back and across the road. It was a nice house with a hot kitchen and a ...see more
I was born in Colindale in 1937 living in Sheaveshill Ave. We had an Anderson shelter in the back garden in which I would sleep all night when bombing was bad, it was easier than getting me up when the sirens started at which time I would be joined by the rest of the household. I went to Colindale school, the headmaster was Mr Grassam, I can recall the names of all the teachers who taught me there. The ...see more
Friends of mine, Glenys Thomas (nee Burrows), Haydn Burrows and their family lived off Newcastle Hill at "The Graig". Much of Newcastle Hill remains unchanged today with the bottom of the hill closed to through traffic. I used to use the hill as my link to school friends then living in nearby West Road.
I can remember when I was in my teens, myself and a group of friends would hire the boats from the boat house and row all afternoon on Sundays, we had loads of fun up and down the canal, seems like another life time now, 40 year's or so have gone by, the old canal has seen some changes, there was no M25 then, life was much quieter.
Hi, I have been researching my wife's family history. She was an Ennos, and I have found that there were a number of families with the name Ennos in Little Waltham during the 1800's. Are any of them still around? I'd love to make contact. Ancestors were Ernest Ennos, William Ennos, James Ennos. Thanks John
My cousin and her brother were evacuated to Kirdford for the duration of the Second World War. They lived in a property rented by their parents which was called Clark's Farm. When I tried to trace the house a few years back I was told it was no longer in existence. My cousin will be 70 in 2010 and I have a friend willing to do a painting for me - is there anyone who might have a photograph of Clark's Farm which we could use as a base for the picture? Juliet Baxter
The public telephone in this picture of Tredegar Street was outside my father's butcher shop. There were only two buttons to press: button A and button B, but people were terrified of pressing the wrong one. My father, Gomer Mumford, used to do the phoning for lots of people. Sometimes coins would jam in the mechanism so he would release them using a butcher's knife and pocket the money! Next door, to the butcher shop ...see more
I grew up in Northolt. Dad was a school caretaker at Woodend School, Witton Avenue in the 1960s. The secondary school is no longer there as it's been demolished but the junior and infants still remains. The big field at the back of the school just used to be fields but now there is a housing estate. Oh how times change. I would love to hear from any one who knows anything about it.
I lived and went to school in Ogbourne St Andrew, I think the headmistress was a Miss Platt and very authoritarian. I always remember school dinners because we were not allowed to leave anything it all had to be eaten. Fried tomato was my nemesis. We rented the house next to the shop, I remember from a very early age, 8-ish, spending time in the pub (it was the Wheatsheaf then) playing darts with the men, it was ...see more
I was born in Horden in 1946 (Elizabeth Lumley) and my father (George Lumley) (and his father before him) ran Lumley's grocery store which was on the bank top (21 Beech Terrace - now a house but the United bus stop is still callled Lumley's) just after you enter Horden from Blackhall. We moved from Horden in 1954 when my father's health broke down but I was a bridesmaid at this church circa 1951. Sadly both of my ...see more
I spent a lot of time in this public house during the 1970s from Grove Park Youth Club to Chinbrook Public House.
I was nursing at Bretby from about 1951 for a couple of years. Does anyone have any news of Jim Ruddock and Marie? I lost touch a long time ago. I believe they went to Canada. We used to have concerts in the Hall, we also had dances in one of the large rooms and there was a tennis court. So, a busy social life, but we had to work very hard too! Joyce
I moved to Hengoed when I was 6 years old. I lived in Hawthorn Avenue when the houses were first built. The first winter there was very bad, I have not seen a winter like it since, not in Hengoed anyway. It was a close-knit community there, 24 steel houses and policeman always lived in No 24. Everybody knew everybody and for a small community we had a lot of tragedies, always involving small children. Two ...see more
This picture does not show either of Boscastle's churches. There is one at Forrabury and one at Minster but this is not either
I lived next door to your last writer, Denise. Her father was my cousin. I was married in 1964 at St Lawrence Church where my parents were also married. I had my wedding reception at my home in Marlin Square. Denise's parents had all the wedding gifts on show at their house as there was no more room in ours. I had another cousin, Mary, who lived next door to them and we put everyone's coats at her house. It ...see more
I have just came across a letter about my father (Matthew Fury) who was killed at St Columb during the Second World War, my father was with his regiment 219/46Light A.A Battery. R.A. The letter was sent to my grandmother in 1941 by my dad's Commanding Officer (Major A. W. Smyllie) who was billleted at The Red Lion Hotel in 1941. My dad was an Ack-Ack Gunner, when the German aircraft came over dropping their ...see more
Yes! every Sunday for years during the summer holidays this is where you would find me, my mam, dad, 3 brothers, 2 sisters, aunties, uncles, cousins, nanny and grandad. We would park the car what seemed like miles away and we would trek over the sand dunes to the 'beach' - I use the term loosely as when we used to go in the 1960s ,we would have to dodge oil slicks, broken glass, burnt mattress springs and then the ...see more
This is not so much a memory, more of a request. Does anyone remember the Jenkins family from the 1950s - I believe the Rev Jenkins was vicar at St Peter's, Church Knowle at the time. I am trying to trace his son David who was a mechanic in the RAF back then. He was very good friends with my parents. If anyone can help me I would be very grateful. My email address is bayntonpower@sky.com
I first used to cycle to this school - which was split between Newport Priory Boys' Secondary Modern School and Carisbrooke Grammar School - in 1961. The long, low building to the left of the picture was the Priory Boys' School, the taller building to the right was the Grammar. Every day I cycled from my home in Clatterford Road, round the back of St Mary's Church, past Fletcher's Pond, and then down the track ...see more
I used to cycle down to Dwyer's, the newsagents, with my brother to buy tins of coke, caps for our toy guns and comics (and half-penny chews). Dwyer's was in Brooklyn Parade, which is shown in this photo, I think it was two shops to the right of what was, until recently, Churchill Estate Agents. I think there was a Sketchley's dry cleaners there as well. I remember mum driving us down there one winter's ...see more
My mum lived at 156 High Street. Her dad was Joe Pothecary. Her name is Annie. She had 4 brothers and 2 sisters.
I lived at Hall Farm during the war years and along with my sister attended the Village School where Bill Haining was headmaster. My father farmed 300 acres in and around Eastham and kept a dairy herd of about 50 cows. The farm was bombed just a few days before Christmas in 1941, the farm buildings skirting the roadside were demolished and the bull and six cows were killed. Fortunately the farmhouse survived ...see more
Having started to work with a company in Fleet I needed to find somewhere to live that was commutable both to work and our home in Devon. Having spent a whole weekend looking at various properties in the surrounding area without any luck we had one more left on the list to look at before heading home again. To our delight it was just what we needed, plenty of space, peace and quiet and the ...see more
I don't know much about Worcester Park really, my dad's family (Prowses) lived in Washington Road, he was the eldest of 14 so a lot of people crammed into quite a small house. I remember him talking about an ice cream parlour and a few other places.
I'm still living here today, a few streets have now disappeared, Wood Street and a lot of Bridgend Road as well as some local landmarks like the Ambulance Hall (The rink) and more recently the Ffaldau Hotel; but it's strange trying to imagine how life must have been back then. Much more community spirit then, the good old days when the front door was never locked and everyone looked out for each other. The times have obviously changed; Not necessarily for the better.
We were billeted in Woodmancote, but went to a temporary school that was at a tea rooms in Bishops Cleeve. I recall many huts. There was also a funfair type of thing there but that was out of bounds. I well remember the bakery that was there, the doughnuts were to die for - huge round ones with jam and cream inside.
My best memories of Moygashel was learning to sew in the factory, while my dad worked in the mill. We travelled to work from Benburb together. I remember making samples for all over the world.
As a 9-year-old I remember after being bombed out from Birmingham and going to stay with a great-aunt in Heath Hayes (Aunt Polly Ingram) and going to a hall in Cannock and being kitted out with a set of clothes, and being given a doll. I am 78 now.
My father was born in Frimley and lived at No 8 The Grove till he married and moved to Dartford, then Wastwater and finally emigrated to South Africa after the Second World War. I visited my late grandparents, Mr H H Finch and Mrs B E Finch, in the early 1970s and had a really good time, visited the White Hart with my grandad, and the local hospital to see my grandmother. I have very fond memories of The Grove and Frimley village, and it was great finding a picture of it on the internet. Jane
I spent a few summer holidays with my auntie who lived in Bromborough. I used to go to Raby Mere with my cousins, Gerrard and Chris. I remember some swing boats there, we used to love going on them.
I used to work in a greengrocer's shop on Rosemount in Oxton. The shop was owned by Mr Samuel Wharton. He had a sister (I can't remember her name) and her husband owned the butcher's shop which was also in Oxton, although I can't remember which road it was on. It may have been Christchurch. When I first started working there, I was very nervous of the customers because they all seemed so posh to me, a Tranmere girl, but ...see more
The helter-skelter was not only an icon of Frodsham but also a symbol of youthful exuberance and fun. I was born and bred just 200 metres from it. I shudder to think how much skin it must have claimed from me in pursuit of a rapid descent! I was frequently accompanied by our dog, a large Alsatian who ascended the interior steps with as much gusto as myself. She descended on her own mat behind me and often ...see more
I moved to Deal when I was 3. We lived in a house owned by the railway in the station approach. My father was linesman on the railway. I went to the parochial school on London Road. The Headmaster was Mr Scholl and my teacher, Mr Rose. My father's name was Ernest Turner and my mother's was Lily. Her maiden name was Skinner. I had a brother called Brian. On leaving school I worked in Riceman's and also the sweet ...see more
My name is Clifford Halfyard. I was born in 1926 at 13 Carmen Street, Caerau. I worked in Caerau and St John's Colliery before moving to England with my wife Joan. My wife's family name is Bailey and they were from Caerau. My grandfather and grandmother lived in 12 Carmen Street.
Lived in Surfleet Reservoir until joining he Royal Navy in 1949. Now writing a book and am seeking more information regarding the localle
My family and I lived in part of this house for 11 years and were fortunate to learn much of its history. First built in 1086, this house has been remodeled countless times to suit the fashion of the day and been used for numerous purposes. During the times of Henry VIII this house was used as a monastery and within the central quad the typical monastic cloisters can still be seen. In an ...see more
In 1973 having just left school that summer, I started my State Registered Nurse training with tutor Miss Wilmot at this Southernhay Hospital. Being a 'young lady' from Bristol my new colleagues and I were expected to live in the Nurses Home with a larger than life home matron Miss Hermitage. The Nurses Home was behind the hospital between Wynards Lane and Southernhay Gardens where there was an ...see more
I moved to Ecclefechan in 1977, I attended the old school for 3 months. I was in p3 at the time. It was overwelming at the time as I had moved from a school with only 18 pupils in total. I remember having Mcferson at the time. I moved to the new school in p4 where I had Mrs Wilson. It was an exciting time for both the pupils and teachers to have a brand new school to go into. I remember Miss Brodie in p5/6 and Mrs ...see more
This used to be the entrance to Brooklands and we used to run up and down the batter (sic) during some of the races. Foolish bravuro. Our family name was Griffiths and this was our way to the West Weybridge station, I went to the Woking County School for Girls from 1939-1943. I've lost touch with almost everybody. Perhaps there are some Balchins left? I've lived in Texas for many years. It would be wonderful to get emails from Byfleet folk. Bye. Audrey
Most of my working life, to this day I have walked daily down Market Hill. In the 1960s I worked at Wrights chemist. I remember Guest's provisions shop, very classy, wonderful smells of fresh coffee. I remember Goodworth's bread shop, where you could buy real, 'proper bread.' It was difficult to get the bread all the way home, it smelt so good. I remember the market stalls on the left hand ...see more
In 1945, just before VJ day, I moved from Scotland with my mother, to Figheldean Manor, to join my father who was then based at RAF Netheravon. I had never seen houses with flint walls and thatched roofs before, moreover, I had never experienced the type of food that was then available. My first experience of asparagus, watercress, fresh trout and partridge, all food provided to or by residents at the Manor, to ...see more
I'm not too sure of what years to mention apart from some happy memorys of the Ovaltine as a young lad with my mum and dad. David my dad was the village postman for many years and mum Annie was a local florist in the village. Ernie and Edna Edwards lived on the Ovaltine for many years in the main farmhouse, many years of fun and good times with me being found in the paddock with one of the ...see more
My best memories of Porthcawl are when my gran (Mrs Gwen Ware) was alive, she lived at Elm Cottage, in New Road. I was very young in the early 1970s to the very early 1980s. Grampy used to take me to the park and Coney Beach, and every Christmas there used to be a Christmas tree in the centre of the New Road roundabout. Used to go out in their car up along the prom and to Rest Bay. Gran's friend nearby was Thelma ...see more
We lived almost opposite the pub and my sister and I would sell ice cream on cricket match days from the little side room off the front car park. My father donated a set of Matchbox yesteryear models which adorned a display case in the back bar which is where we held my farewell party when I left home at 16 to join the R.A.F. If memory serves, the publicans at the time were Joan and Jim. I played ...see more
Well, about 34 years ago, I used to work in Forge Road, Port Talbot; part of my work in the newspaper industry sent me checking on all newsagents in the Valley, through Cwmavon up passing Pontrhydyfen, Duffryn Rhondda, Cymmer and up to Abergwynfi; and then all the way back down. The forestry would seem to change a differnt shade of colour every day. Still now I get those memories as we take the ...see more
We have friends living in Spain, up in the mountains of Murcia. Ian's wife, Elle, I believe originated from St Davids and surrounding area, while Ian was originally from London and then Hereford (a really charming couple). Hope they don't get embarressed. We have visited St David's a few times now, and its lovely cathedral and quaint shops. It also used to have horse and trap rides ...see more
Memory, Saturday Night Old Time dance upstairs in theI.C.I Club. My father played there on the drums. I was there with a girlfriend and her mother and father and grandmother, the old lady taught me a lot of the old time dances and the dance was led by the organizers, we could always follow them if not sure of the steps. I lived in Sandy Lane, near the top, 142. My father worked at ...see more
Sorry - I didn't add my name. It was PATRICIA YATES then. Now, it's PATRICIA PAVEY.
I worked in the library from 1965 to 1967 before I moved to Toronto, Canada. I loved working in this college!
Sheila nee Till. I was born at Medgehall in 1935 at the farm near the Signal Box, when I was 3 years old we moved to Groves Farm, Chapel Road which was where my grandfather lived, Mr A W Till. lived there until I got married in 1957, so I have a lot of good memories of my childhood days: the Chapel where I went to Sunday School, and swimming in the canal. There used to be a school at Medge Hall, we then to High Level School near Black Bull, a school bus would take us there.
I was a big time Echo & Western Mail seller before I left school in 1966. I remember the guy selling the Echo, his name was Dennis and he sported a beard. One of my first jobs when I left school was in the parcel office, where I started as a parcel boy, and then I worked my way up to parcel van driver before going on to become a conductor. I finished in Jan 1971, just as decimilisation came in. I have many fond memories of working on the buses (Western Welsh).
The fairy dell in Roker Park was magical. We really believed the fairies lived there.
I can remember my mum taking us to Watford market, I just loved it, I was about 8 or 9, and loved looking at all the cheap jewellery, and coloured rubber balls, and toys, it had such a magical feel about it to me. Mum always had to have a bowl of cockles with vinegar and pepper on them, from the fish stall. We would just wander around, there were puppies for sale and kittens! And mum used to buy some Gibsons ...see more
I was brought up in Ecclefechan and attended Hoddom Primary School between 1968 and 1975. Teachers I recall were Mrs Dodds, Mrs McPherson, Mrs Davidson, Miss Kirkpatrick (Mrs Wilson), Mrs McBride, Miss Gibson (Mrs Redpath) & Mr Rutherford. Mr Sefton visited each week for music lessons. I remember Mrs Gilmour and Mrs Dow who were the dinnerladies. School dinners arrived daily in a van in big silver ...see more
After leaving school in 1952 jobs around Theale were mainly farming, Parker Timber Co. or Theale brewery. I worked at the brewery until I joined the army in 1954. I worked with Derek Parsons, Ron Cole, Ken Duckett, Bert Minchin the delivery driver, Ginger Becket his mate (he lived at the Sunnyside Camp), Bob Harrison the foreman and Mr Howse the manager. Also working there was 'Simmo' Simmonds, the landlord of the ...see more
Having spent over two years at the old college on Park Square as a student, I started work in 1953 with Seaward Brothers Builders as an apprentice. After two years on the firm they won the contract to build the new Tech. Overall I was there about two years and helped lay the drains, build the walls, point the damp course on the main building and the cycle sheds and lay tiles on the window sills and staircases. Many ...see more
I was born and bred in Bridgend; less than 1/2 mile from th bus station in an (estate)? known then as "Coity Fields Estate" just behind the Girls' Grammar School, where my sister attended and also my Aunt Rene worked as secretary. My brother John and myself attended the Boys' Grammar School, while my other brother David attended other schools including Heolgam and Maesteg Comp. The Newspaper ...see more
My name was Dorothy Nilsen, I fondly remember Glenmavis Primary School, in late 1950-1960s, and then on to Airdrie High. I lived in a little cottage, 205 Glenmavis Road, just past the Burn and before the first bus stop to the village. I remember wee pals like Elizabeth, Aileen, Jennifer, Margaret and Ian, wee Archie and Willie Wilson. I eventually got a push-bike, and I'd get out to ...see more
I remember moving to the village school in about 1962/3. I had been at Highcroft private school further up towards the church for a couple of years but my parents decided to move me to the village school. The school was very old. My grandfather went there too as he was born in the village and I lived here from when I was born until I was 22. My farther still lives in the same house in Castle Bromwich to this ...see more
Does anybody remember Birbecks Engineering? and 6" Shell Fuse Bases? If anybody reads this would love to hear from you. Names I recall are :- Nancy, Rose, Rita, Fred Laker, Bert Irvrin, Ted Colley, Ernie Lidyard, Mr Bodkin, Miss Birbeck.
I used to stay with my Aunt at Brian Avenue during the late 1940s early 1950s and whilst there my daily activity was to cycle to Latchford and watch the boats passing through the locks. As a previous person has stated, the favourite boats were the American ones who not only threw packets of sweets onto the lock side but also bundles of comics for the children. My cousin was born at Old Warps home in 1931. Has anyone got any information relating to this place - does it still exist?
My uncle's grandmother, Mary Solan, is recorded as living at 99 High Legh with six children and two lodgers. Does the address refer to a street of the same name as the village? Are there any pictures that would show this address?
Kilburn was always a magical place for me as a child, lying as it does beneath the hillside where the White Horse is carved. As children we would cycle the seven miles from our home village to spend the day on and around the horse. A visit to 'Mousey Thompson's 'workshop was often included. I also remember earlier days being taken by my father to visit some of his friends in the village, and being enchanted with the little stream running by their garden gate.
This photo reminds me of two wonderful years I spent at York Technical College in Clifford St. I always found the tower fascinating, but never learned its history until many years later. I love York, even though I live half a world away now, I always visit the city when in England.
