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I lived at Station Road in Murton and remember playing with my best friend, Doreen, down the bakery and in Windes Lodden. Does anyone remember my dad, Walter Simpson Smith, who was born at Cold Hesleden? I also went to Murton Girls Secondary School which is no longer there.
I was born in Irby 1940, and well remember the village, what a lot of changes have taken place. I too remember the cottage which preceded the library, and went to school with the young girl (very pretty) who lived there. I worked at Dawpool Farm, and would be interested to find any photos of the farm, or of anyone who had worked there, as I am trying to put my memories down in writing. Who remembers sledging ...see more
I am wondering if anyone remembers the school in Chagford at Holystreet Manor. I went to this school in the mid 1950s and at the time it was called St Brides, later to be re-named Holystreet Manor School with a change of Principal. I believe it closed down shortly after. I lived in Moretonhampstead at the time (my parents were managers of the White Hart Hotel) and used to catch a bus from Moreton to ...see more
At the outbreak of the Second World War in 1939 I was evacuated to Emery Down from Portsmouth. I was billeted with a very nice couple who lived in a cottage quite close to the church. The church was the centre of the village community with a thriving congregation and I was soon invited to join the choir, together with the other evacuees. It is a beautiful little church situated at the edge of the forest ...see more
I am researching my Great Grandmother Amy Jenkins and have information from her marriage lines that she was living at the Nags Head when she married George Thomas Roberts in 1896 but can find no further info on this no photos or anything, if you know of anyone who could assist me in this I would appreciate it . We believe from family word of mouth that Amy had been to South Africa and worked her passage back and she could have been the pianist at the pub.
The consensus in the Albert Inn is that the gent with a folded coat under his arm is Owen MacLening, with his nephew Bill behind him. The youngster with the bicycle could well be Andy MacLening, also nephews to Owen. Andy is currently (Jan 2009) barman in the Albert Inn.
We lived on the corner of the oval adjoining Burnt Oak Road in a flat, 53b, above what was at the time an empty shop. It was wartime and we used to ride our bikes around the empty shop. Out the back was a garden and there was an iron fire escape leading up to the back of the flat. I remember that the bakery on The Oval used a horse and cart for deliveries and if we had a penny we would go in and buy a sticky bun and for a ...see more
One cold Christmas Eve my brothers and I were out shopping with Mum. It was dark and we had just bought some tree decorations. I was excited, I was 6 years old. I saw a red light in the sky. My older brothers told me that it was Rudolph's red nose shining and leading Santa's sleigh. I believed and watched the light until it disappeared.
I am eight years old and walking to the Broadway to see my grandad who had the barber's shop next to the LEB showrooms just round the corner from Lion Road. I remember walking into the shop which had about three basins for shaving and hair cuts. He was there 40 odd years. The kitchen out the back was where my grandad lived and wooden stairs went into a bedroom. I remember the Library to doors down ...see more
There was a bakery here. We would come from school, Alma Road Secondary Modern, and ask for "Any stales" from the bakery. For 3d or so we'd get a big bag full of cream cakes, doughnuts etc. My favourite was the cream filled eclair. Most times the cakes weren't what I considered stale, I think the women in the shop gave us some of the fresh ones. Anyway we loved them. It wouldn't be allowed today. G.Jarrold
I lived at 253 Oxford Road in the 1950s. Visited the old house in 2006 while visiting from Canada.
I learned the game of snooker here as a young lad. My father was based in Catterick. I also learned to swim at the pool there.
My family moved here next to the garage in 1965, I would have been only a year old. We lived at Chestnut Cottage until about 1977 or 78. I remember the long hot summer of 1976 and work being done on the Malt House. My dad sometimes worked behind the bar in the pub next door as well as the garage. I used to walk the dog, Jason, that lived in the pub. We used to go for miles. The fun fair used to come in the ...see more
Having moved to the village with my family in 1965 I rememeber this to be the old forge and watching the blacksmith shoeing horses. Next door was the post office with a small telephone exchange and a phone box that would cost 2p to make a call.
In 1955 I was posted from Catterick Camp to Burniston Barracks Scarborough. I believe the barracks have now gone. It was sited on one of the best vantage points, over looking Peasholm Park, the castle, and views towards the harbour. I thought it was the best posting that I had during my two years as a National Serviceman. The strange thing that I was unaware of at the time, was that my great grandmother was ...see more
If Tony Landon/Passey or someone who knows him is interested he might like to know that he has a half brother and 2 half sisters who would like to hear of him. Please get in touch with noelle.southam@btinternet.com
I lived in Sutton when I was a very young child and my mum had a very special friend that we visited most days. We knew here as Grannie Cairnes. I remember going there and I remember going to the market where they had a great big talking parrot that we used to feed, I remember really looking forward to that. Then, as a teen, I remember going to Sutton shopping on Saturdays with my mates. I went for a quick look ...see more
I went to Carshalton High School for Girls from 1970-76. I wish knew then what I know now. I was a bit naughty at school, I wasn't the teachers' pet. I remember walking from Wallington to school through the duck ponds over the bridge at the old water mill, it used to frighten me to death in the winter dark nights and that. I also remember they used to have a fun fair in the park between the girls' and boys' schools, ...see more
I remember every sunny Sunday myself and group of friends inclusing Maria M, Susan, Jules and others, we used to walk from Carshalton and Beddington through to Purley to go to the open air swimming pool. It was a fantastic time. We would take a packed lunch and spend the day there, it was brill, a really great memory.
A close relative, Charles Passey, was in the police force in Abertillery. He married Doll Landon whose parents kept a shop there and I spent many a happy holiday with them in Abertillery in the mid 1930s. The shop was fascinating to me, a small girl at the time. Not only was it a tobacconist and newspaper shop, (oh those lovely smells) but there was also a small toy department and I was allowed ...see more
My first memory of the Infirmary is when I was four years old. I had my tonsils and adenoids removed because I was very, very deaf. After the operation I could hear but it would be many years before I learned that I only had hearing in one ear. When I was six I had another operation to remove a tumour from my neck. It was a long procedure and I was an in-patient for six weeks. I had my seventh birthday ...see more
When I was a pupil at 'Blackburn High School for Girls' we used to go to Blackburn Cathedral for the morning sevice on Speech Day. In those days the Cathedral was dark and dismal with masses of dark wood and lots of box pews. I particularly remember walking over what I believed were graves - scary to an eleven year old! We always sang the hymn 'Now Thank We All Our God' and I always associate that hymn with ...see more
I recall going out with a girl for quite a time who lived with her aunt in these cottages......they had been renovated then.......I'll keep the name secret for privacy
I recall as a kid jumping into the water from these platforms, and the call of the beach inspector over the load speaker system 'Attention on the beach and promenade, will the parents of guardians of XXXX please come to the beach inspector's office which is situated in the centre of the promenade'. Now who would lose their kids today!
Romilly Park not only housed the annual Barry Show, but often the circus, when real animals were allowed! Great to see the parade coming down Holton Road making its way to Romilly Park as "the circus comes to town" The Barry Show was altogether different, vegetables, flowers & horses. The best bit was the goodies we were given at the end of the show after doing St John Ambulance first aid duties there. Fond ...see more
As kids we'd sail our toy boats on the feeder to the lake. Simple pleasures, great fun, without computers !
Fish & chips from Harveys in Vale Street and a walk to Barry castle with the "girls", long time memories of Romilly Boys School.
This photo shows the Coningsby Almshouses and Chapel, in Widemarsh Street, Hereford, reputed to be originally a 'cell' of Dinmore Manor, a Commandary of the Order of St John in the 16 century. It fell into disrepair and was rebuilt by Sir Thomas Coningsby of Hampton Manor near Leominster from the stone of the Blackfriars monastary whose ruins stand behind the present day building. It was further ...see more
Good static shot, black & white (b&w), no doubt Ilford film, the best b&w in the world. I was 1 years of age having been born in 1964 about two or three roads away from where this shot was taken, it's Ilford High Road. I was born opposite the Ilford Pali which was opposite Lynton House, the redbridge council offices, next door to the Inigate milk factory where Mr and Mrs Richingson lived ...see more
My wife Gail and I had our 2nd son born at the 'Duke', we were licencees for about 3 years till around the end of 1980. We met some great people and have good memories. I wonder what happened to 'Johnny and the Jailbirds' ... and would love to know what happened to Maurice Middleton. chrispresto23@hotmail.com we now live in Aussie..
The view is looking over Holborn Hill towards Black Combe. Holborn Hill is old Millom, the new part of Millom was built when iron ore was discovered in 1855 at Hodbarrow and the iron works was built and Hodbarrow mines opened. It then became a prosperous town with a population rising to 10,000 people. My memory is of Holborn Hill and a five year old girl who was evacuated there at the beginning of the war. ...see more
I was born in Birks Road, Cleator Moor in 1954. I was from a large family called Sheldrake. We lived over the railway bridge towards the brewery. The neighbours that I know of are: the Watsons, the Moors, the Wrights, the Richardsons, the Sumptons (I married one), the Rogans, Dempseys and Brocklebanks. Does anybody remember the old gasworks house that the Lister family lived in? Also John Kirby that lived at the ...see more
My family first came to live in Studwell Lodge, which they bought from the Bruce family, when my father retired from farming in Berkshire at the age of fifty five. It was then 1959 and I, as a teenager, was overawed by the sheer size and space of the property. The village was very welcoming to us newcomers. Barbara Wade was one of the first to cross the doorstep bearing a ...see more
My ancestor Jecoliah Coleman (nee Roberts) was admitted to the Chartham asylum in the late 1800's, and died here in 1915. She had a husband and 2 sons still alive so I wonder why she needed to be admitted, poor woman.
The Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers organised a ramble to celebrate the New Year and so we met on a beautiful sunny January Saturday at the Fingle Bridge Inn. My wife Elizabeth and I joined our group of friends some of whom took their walking very seriously judging by the Nordic walking poles and huge woolly caps! Others were more informal with soft fell boots and ...see more
Here is Station Square appearing as its architects intended, an open airy town centre piece. The gardens in the foreground are the Coronation Gardens of c.1953, which complimented the Victorian square admirably. Just as this picture was being taken, the lovely old and deliberately 'low roofed' railway station was being totally ruined by the new overscale Station Tower and new station foyer. Looks like ...see more
The year I was born and lived at 1 Lymn Villas the Lynch until 1958. My father was Town Clerk since the mid 1930s and I was amazed to hear that Langmore Gardens slid into the sea but the Marine Theatre is still going and Google Earth shows the groyns removed for new sea defences! My dad's friend was Mrs Staples of Coram Towers, the Town Mill was derelict then, but Middle Mill still had its wheel. ...see more
I worked at the Hospital from 1954 to 1958. My first ward was the Rheumatic Fever Unit for children. Prof: Bywater. Chief Rheumatologist. I remember that the visiting hours were Sunday 2.00pm till 400pm. So hard for the little ones. I worked on all Wards 1 to 13. 12 and 13 were for TB patients as 1 and 2 for the Rheumatic Fever. It was a long walk from 1, 2, 3, to 12, 13, if on night duty you were a runner ...see more
This shows Sterridge Valley and I lived there, at Woodlands House, between 1964 and 1970. It is a beautiful sheltered valley only 2 miles from the coast. In winter it was often wet and miserable but in summer it was wonderful!
In the previous two years we'd had our holiday in South Devon, but in 1958, for some reason, my father decided we would stay in Lerryn, & booked himself, mother & I into a B&B (possibly The Old Forge?) by the river. I was 11 at the time, & it was decided that my older brother would stay at home in London & look after the dog & two cats, so I was going to be on holiday for the first time ...see more
I remember the Clock Cafe. It was a favourite. Mum used to take me there as a child. The fireplaces were huge and had oodles of brasses hanging everywhere. The tables were large and had big chairs around them. The waitresses wore little black dresses and white aprons over the top. Sometimes when I think back at it I can smell the interior in my mind. It would be a fantastic place to go these days. What a pity it has gone.
I was evacuated in 1939 to Devoran, and was billeted with a family by the name of Eddy, my three sisters and myself. We were only there for about two months before we were all taken down with scabies, we all went off tp Perranporth isolation ward, we were all kept in hospital untill we were better, and then went back to Devoran on a bus, it stopped outside the school (shown in the picture on left). We were all lined up ...see more
Oh yes, loads of times me and me mates went apple pinching in the orchard half way down Brae.
I stayed at the Lido, Mallon Dene when I was 5 in 1955 with my Mum and Dad. It was run by the WTA - Worker's Travelling Association. We booked the holiday quite late and had to have 2 separate rooms; one with one bed and one with two beds. I was too scared to sleep on my own so I slept with my Mum and Dad slept on his own in the other room. The chalets were in 2 floors and we were upstairs. My Dad ...see more
Do you remember Electricity House, just to the right of the picture? In the late 50s when I was about 8ish I guess, Mum used to take me to the cookery demonstrations held there. They were in the afternoon and they were free. There was a special room with a stage and a cooker on it and table and that is where the demonstrator worked. The audience were seated in front of her and we ...see more
We moved to Prestatyn in 1948. I loved the Mobo horses that the little ones could ride at the Bastion Road beach. My little school was Pendre, up the hill Fforddlas I think. Also going to St Chad's School annual fair and sale. Always bargains for mum to buy. Robert's butchers (and Welsh lamb!) and Tony's cycle shop. I thought he was Italian, not Dutch! Bear Brand stockings for Mum at the lady's outfitter (the ...see more
This pub was orginally called "The Mitre", after the Bishop of St Albans.
At the junction of Williamson St, opposite the Town Hall. Local corporation bus company had a terminus halfway down Williamson St. Also Fyffes bananas had large depot opposite parked buses.
Just past junction of Church St and Park St opposite Brewery Tap Pub.
John and Charlotte Freeman lived in the white houses by the motor bike. ( I'm sure I have photos of groups outside the house with this bike!). My great grandfather was a blacksmith with his smithy in Church Road. He made many of the fences that protected trees on the Hurts Farm estate. They had 12 children. 8 boys (Thomas, George, Sam, Fredrick, Sidney, Percy, John and Bill)and 4 girls ...see more
I remember the market so well, it was the heart of Heckmondwike. You could buy anything from it, including clothes, meat and veg. The pork pies sold there were beautiful, and the beef dripping. I remember buying a dress from Rothery's stall, she let me take it home to try on. It was the height of fashion for me then, in black and white and very short too. I loved it. So many memories oh Heckmondwike when I was growing up.
I used to walk to Blands School through the lane with my friend Jean Brookes, we would often stop outside the Clark's (Terry) house and climb up the bank where we could see Jean's house across the field. Then we would continue past the West's house (Peter). We were often late for school as you can imagine! The headteacher at Blands school was Mr Halfpenny, one of the teachers was Miss Tanner, a road ...see more
I went to school in Swakeleys Road - Ickenham High School. It was in an old Queen Anne House at the end of a gravel drive next to the United Reformed Church. Rectory Close was built on the land when the house was demolished. Our school uniform was lilac and navy. We used to go to the Pelican Restaurant for lunch when we were seniors and had some spare lunch money. Along the road, the other side of the Rectory from the ...see more
Who remembers Stutchberry's - first shop on the left next to the parked car - it was an Aladdin's cave. My mum used to buy dress fabric and haberdashery there. Remember the vacuum tubes that took the money to the cashier and then came back with your receipt and your change? they used to fascinate me when I was little. We had to go there for most of the Girls' Grammar School uniform - the rest you had to get in Evans the Outfitters in Cardiff.
We were a large family - I had 4 younger brothers and we often went to Newbridge Fields to let off steam. I remember my youngest brother Clive had just mastered riding a two wheeled bike (he would have been about 6/7 years old) and he got a bit over confident and actually ended up in the paddling pool bike and all! Clive sadly died of leukaemia in 1997 aged 37 but we have lots of happy memories. Family name was Trevelyan.
Further to previous postings this photograph is of Glanaman square taken from near the front of Bryn Seion chapel where the pelican crossing is now. The first shop, with awning, is now the chemists - then ran by Hubert Jones. The middle shop is Waterloo House, grocers, then ran by my grandfather Arthur Jenkins. It is now Martin Jones the Butcher. The third shop was Fuller the ironmonger and the next was shop Gwen ...see more
The first 8 plus years of my life were spent here at Merrow Down, off the Common. The only time we were away was for a few months in 1939-40 during the Phoney War. I had various nannies, the best being Flora. She came about autumn 1940 and stayed until autumn 1942 when 'called up ' for work of national importance (day nurseries) and my mother had to cope with both my sister and I. It was a shock to her. I went ...see more
Adele you are correct, there was (still is?) a tunnel from the main house under the main road to the garden where the "Swiss Chalet" used to be in the garden there. I believe the chalet has long-sice been moved to Rochester Museum as I believe Charles Dickens used it as a summer house writing room. We used to be taken through the tunnel on Nature Study lessons. My memory is of it being quite deep with rusty ...see more
I can look back to sunny days and my uncle helping us to collect fools gold at St Margaret at Cliff. Auntie Alice would pack up a picnic and we would take a ride in the car (I can't remember what type) and we would sit down on the beach, I think it was cobbles, I don't remember any sand. We would spend a couple of weeks of our school holidays with Alice and Jeff, it probably gave mum and dad a bit of peace ...see more
I was born in Sellindge in 1947, at 1 Railway Cottages. There were 3 cottages, my aunt lived in no. 2, and Mrs Clark in no. 3. My dad was born in Sellindge, married and started married life in no. 1, and lived there until his death in 1961. I remember Mum sending me 'up the shop' for a bag of sugar or 'half a pound of marge'. Sometimes it would be a Sunday when the shop was closed or Wednesday afternoon, and ...see more
We used to live on what was called The Avenues on the Rylands estate. This was situated behind the Princess shopping parade, so called after the name of the local flea pit where all the kids went to Saturday morning pictures. It later became the Princess bowling alley. It was located on the old A13 New Rd opposite the road that led to the main entrances to Fords. The estate was originally built for ...see more
My grandfather was a footman at Selsdon Park in 1919, when he married my grandmother. I would love to know more about Selsdon Park in the 1920s, but all I can find out is after it was turned into a golf course. Can anyone help me find out the history of this lovely old house? Betty.
Hi, I have only just found this site though a friend. I was born in 1938 at 21, Highfield Road. One of 10 children, only 5 of us lived at 21, Bill, Ted and Mary (twins) and Jean and I (also twins). Went to school at Ray Lodge school, then on to Roding Lane Primary, which was a Canadian Fire Station during the war. Then up to St Barnabas. Left school in 1953. I have wonderful memories of some of ...see more
I was born at Mobby House, Wyke Champflower, in 1939, my father was a farm hand. We moved to Hill House Farm, when I was 6years old, so that my mother could work in the dairy, where the cheese making was done. We moved from the farm when I was 12years old to Hill House Cottage, as the farmhouse was needed for the farming family. My years at Wyke Champflower are very memorable, I count myself very lucky to have ...see more
I too remember this cottage well as I used to walk past it every day going to Sweyne School. I found this site by accident but am glad that I did find it. As I now live in New Zealand it is good to see some photographs of my old home town which I grew up in (getting homesick now). Thank you for the pictures.
As far back as I can remember I used to visit my gran in Carlin How. My dad and his brothers and sister grew up on Westray Street. I can remember the big common where they used to build the bonfire for Guy Fawkes Night. My dad Harold Appleton was the youngest son of Robert and Eliza Appleton. My dad had brothers named Johnny, Dennis, Leslie, Richard and Raymond and one sister, Floss. My Uncle Raymond used to ...see more
I spent many happy years with my nanny and grandad, Rossa and Phillip Munn of Hill View Cottages, during the long summer school holidays. Over the years since they have both passed away I still drive though the village to look at my nan's house and think of the happy days we spent together, and long for those days to come back again. My mum Janetta Munn was also born at ...see more
I grew up in Marlow during the 60s. I have wonderful memories of a really free childhood of bike rides, exploring the woods, rowing a very old boat on the river, even swimming which my mum never found out about , and just general messing about! We used to go to Marlow Common and play in the trenches, or trek through the woods to Marlow Bottom to make camps or down to the end of St Peter's Street to fish, on ...see more
1995 was the best year of my life, I was aged 13 and I was totally besotted with a lad in the village called James Power, he was working with a local builder from Penmachno called Jeremy McWilliam. I loved the way he was of being the local stud of the village, I became close to James through his sister Tammy. I would go to the local park and admire him from a distance, his family were lovely people who used to ...see more
My great grandfather, Peter Wild, built the house called Uplands, on Haltex Lane on the banks of the canal in 1900 after he'd retired from the steel industry in Rotherham and Sheffield. I never met him but in 1996 I called at the house and had a lovely chat with Mrs Greenwood, the lady who lived in the flat which is entered by the main door. Above the door was a stained glass window bearing the initials of ...see more
I lived at Millees Cottages in 1962 and my Dad, Charles Cattanach worked for Mr Westol at Glingerbank. Does anyone remember him? I and my sister Lynda attended the infant school in Longtown and my mum, Brenda was a teacher at Annan Academy. We were freinds with the Muir family who lived just round the corner from the Graham Arms. Sadly, my Dad died in May last year. It would be great to hear from anyone who remembers us. Jacqueline Cattanach
My Uncle Dai was from Abergwynfi, his name was Dai Hopkins. His wife was Dolly. They had my cousins Clive and Joanie and lived in Nantyffyllon.
I went to Stanton Infant / Junior school. I remember the bread being baked, Wem brewery delivering to the New Inn, the Old Mill that was destroyed in 1962, for 're-development', a tin shed was erected. The blacksmith shop was opposite the parish room. Ration books were collected from the parish room. Secondary School was Wem, cycling to the village, leaving bicycle in the shed at the New Inn, and being ...see more
I lived in Tidworth Garrison as a child, (my name was Margaret Vincent then) and attended the Garrison Junior School and later Andover Grammar School. I grew up there enjoying the wonderful freedom that Salisbury Plain offered to active children. Later, through my father, I met Alan English, one of the last national servicemen and we were married at St Mary's Church South Tidworth on 12th ...see more
A memory of Milton Lilbourne, Wiltshire. Interesting reference to Plant -a-tree-for-73 as I was the person who set this up. I also attended Milton School from about 1946 to 1950 when I passed a scholarship to go to Adcroft in Trowbridge; having passed for Marlborough Grammar School but failed the interview. At the time of the competition I was the Public Relations Officer of the London based ...see more
I lived in a cottage in Long Lane, beyond Church End as a child during the war. I have vivid memories of my life here. The snowy winter of 1943 when the snow reached up to the cottage windows. We had no neighbours except Dick and May Norman, who lived next door. I remember "Uncle Dick", as I called him, digging a path from our door to the well - for the only source of water then was the well, and wonderfully ...see more
I was born in Upton in 1961 and was brought up and attendent at the infant school there as well as attending Sunday School and being in the church choir for quite a few years. The people I remember are Mrs Gibson the headmistress at Kexby School along with teachers Mrs Garner and Mrs Jones. Then the vicar Mr John Knight an ex military vicar but friendly and at that point soon to be the RE teacher at my ...see more
My memories of Market Drayton swimming baths when I was young are wonderful ones. During the summer holidays I spent all my time swimming and i also worked in the cafe. I was about 11 years old. In those days summer was hot and long. My two best friends were Vivienne and Gillian Fowler and we took part in the carnival as The Black And White Minstrels and The White Heather Club - our float won both times!
I have vivid memories & photos of my time in Grendon 1931-1934. I went to the local school .... I can remember much about those times if anyone is interested .... just contact me if this is of interest and I will submit as much as you can cope with!!! The Photo of the Thatched Cottage 'Crucks c1960' was my home!!! Mr. Roy Windley 41, Westcliffe Avenue, Westbury Park NEWCASTLE (STAFFS.) ST5 4JS Fax / Tel : 01782 – 612063 Mobile: 07926 -353300 E-Mail: windleyr@tiscali.co.uk