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My grandfather Thomas Elliott was the Park Superintendent and appeared on early Frith Photographs.
l lived in Chester Place with the little veg shop on the corner. Across the road was another street (I don't know what this was called), it had a undetakers tucked away in the corner. We would hang the washing out across the road, l remember trying to get the kids' nappies dry and having words with the woman next door as l put some out on a Sunday morning, not to her liking ah ah. Our house was the only one in the ...see more
its a small village with great past dick turpin jim_morrison@hotmail.co.ukin hood battle of the roses
l was born at Westfield Rd. My dad's brother and his wife owned the fish and chip shop on Pitlake Bridge (which is now renamed Jubilee Bridge). There was also a paper shop called Weanholes, it belonged to an old woman, she was about 80, no teeth, always looked as if she was chewing her gums ah ah. l went to Croydon Parish Church School. And Sunday School at St Edmond's which was at the bottom of our road next to the ...see more
My birthday, a very cold day 10th December 1944. My mother had been in a horse and cart delivering milk to the area around Wincanton when the cart turned over into a ditch, this started premature labour and she was taken to Templecombe as the nearest hospital. My mother Phylis Cruickshank had been living at Bitwood Farm, Charlton Musgrove, my father, Donald Stuart Cruickshank, a seaman recently demobbed, was working ...see more
My great grandfather was James Simoson Blair. He lived at Moorcroft in Buxton up to 1927. When he died he was quite a prominent figure and was captain of the golf club, and a trophey is presented each year even now in memory of him. Does anyone know or have information on him or the family? Thanks.
I was a child in the Rothwell children's home and went to the the church you mentioned.
I walked past these houses every day to and from school from 1956 to 1959 when my family lived at Marsh Green.
I moved to Borehamwood from Acton, North West London, when I was three years old. I spent my childhood there, scrumping in neighbours gardens, getting the greenline bus into London for trips to Selfridges at Christmas, to London Zoo and the Natural History Museum. Summer holidays - which seemed to last for months and were always sunny - were spent building camps at Scratch Woods and playing rounders in Melrose ...see more
I used to love visiting this beautiful little church. It was so tiny and always so cold. If I remember rightly, on the opposite side of the road was a tiny little post office (almost like it was in someone's house).
My grandmother (Edith Craig/Peach) used to live in Dean Road (number 2). My mum, Pat also grew up there with her brother, Graham. I lived with my nan for a couple of years (around 1982) when I was 9 years old. The house was in a block of 4 and they were painted white with blue doors. I remember my nan used to scrub the front door steps until they gleamed. The gardens were huge. It was like having 4 back ...see more
I lived in Allendale for the first five years of my life, unfortunately due to my parents work situation, we had to leave the village to find work in the town; things were never the same! We still returned to Allendale frequently to visit our relatives the Nixon's & Hutchinson's. I still remember my childhood with fond memories & the very close friendship I had with all my cousins in Allendale at the time. My ...see more
I was born and bred Barry Island. My mother and father had a fish and chip shop under the Western shelter. I can remember wonderful summer days, playing on the sands and making friends with children from the valleys. They thought my life wonderful! Can anybody remember the Gwalia cafe built on the rocks at Nells Point and the swimming pool below it that filled up at high tide? Oh such happy days! Mary Morgan (nee Lewis)
We just moved to a place outside village called Yewtree Lodge. About 1yr later we moved into village to a house called Rhu House. My brother, sister & I went to Luss Primary School where our Head Teacher was called Mrs Gamble. The other teacher was Mrs Taylor, her dad owned The Highland Arts Shop in village which is now owned by her brother Duncan Taylor. My dinner lady was called Mrs Macdonald. Mrs Taylor ...see more
Left Wallasey in 1964 for Australia. Lived in Russell Rd and went to St Albans and St Hildas. Was also in the 28th Wallasey scouts. Those days are full of good memories. I have been back a few times most recently in 2006. If anyone with a memory sees this message I would love to share some memories. I am hoping to make the trip again this year. Peter Maher from Seabank Road, Peter Barber and Michael Thomas? From Tony Upton, Perth Australia
Hello 'Model Shop' memories. I remember getting my first gum shield for boxing from the sports shop I believe you are enquiring about. The name of it was 'Wally Kilminsters', it was a sports come model shop. All the best. Bye the way my Nan used to be the cleaner in the 'Ladies Toilets' that were under Wembley Triangle! I used to go down there with my mum to see her.......she'd be polishing the copper piping......it was gleaming!!! We had some pride in those days; didn't we!? Geoff Shwalbe
My Granny & Papa lived in the shepherds house in Kettleholm. William and Margaret Morrison. I loved to go and visit them or sleep over. I have lots of memories playing there as a child, watching my Papa bowling, or my dad, John Morrison and my uncle Keith Morrison play cricket at Castlemilk. My dad and uncle both worked for Castlemilk as mechanics. I remember having to be dragged to school by a boy who live ...see more
I remember going to Hoddam School when Sydney Hope was the Head Master. I remember him being a very fair and nice person. There was a Mrs McBride and a Mrs Davidson that taught there. My Name was Morrison back then. I remember going to Watson's and The Mace for sweeties. I know that the school is no longer there which I think is a shame. It has been a long time since I last was there. I live in Vancouver, Canada now.
My Father, Ken Mclennan, was in a Forestry Regiment of the Royal Australian Engineers posted to Scotland at the outbreak of WWII, prior to being deployed to New Guinea to fight the Japanese. Whilst in training he took part in a large woodchopping competition against a New Zealand Forestry Regiment held in the grounds of Cirencester Abbey. I have an old photo from the Illustrated News ...see more
I am Leslie Harlan Bourgoin, and I remember changing at the Farnham train station each morning to board the school coach bound for Clare Park. My sister Mary Lynn and I were American girls who lived in Farnborough in the early 1960's while our father was a USAF exchange officer there. My parents were Gene and Jean Harlan. We attended Clare Park as day girls and loved to go into Farnham with our parents to visit the ...see more
As an 18 year old boy from Atlanta, Georgia (USA), I worked at the Harbour Inn during the summer of 1965. That's among my fondest memories, and one of the most enjoyable times in my life. I have fond memories of the Rodmores (who owned the Inn), Henry (head bar tender), Old Herbie, and the many fine people who visited the pub and lived there and in Seaton. I revisited Axmouth and Seaton in 1972 ...see more
I remember going to Tower Caravan Park, Jaywick Sands, every year with my mom, dad, two brothers and sister, from very young till about 15 or 16 years old. I have wonderful memories like going to the Raven Club every evening and not being allowed in the 'adults room' but being able to see them through the glass partition between us and them. The arcade next to the bingo and the cafe right on the end. ...see more
I guess I was on the same bus as Gina and her life long friends who I also remember. The Liverpool girls would meet up on a Sunday night to catch the ferry to Birkenhead and the bus to Heswall. If the girls from the Isle of Man and Ireland had been home for a weekend we met them too. Once back at Heswall we met up with the Welsh girls returning mainly from the North of Wales. We usually tried to escape for ...see more
I was 8 in 1964 & used to Cycle down from Castle Road for a swim. I remember Tankerton for the fun of the slopes & the amazing water for swimming. I visit about twice a year. I reccommend a stay in the Marine Hotel on the road by Slopes
My father was born in Talwrn near Llangefni and each year we would go by train to Liverpool and then go to the pier head and board St Tudno which sailed at 10 30 am, dropping people off about 12 in Llandidno then onto Menai Bridge, where we arrived around 2pm. We always looked to see who could see Menai Bridge first, and passing by Bango Pier we knew that my grandparents would be waiting for ...see more
I was in REME stationed in Peel Green and on Wednesday afternoons we were taken to see different factories etc, and one Wednesday we toured by boat all around the docks at Manchester and the commentator told us where all the ships had come from and what their cargo was. It was a very memorable day, I had never seen such large ships before. Then when I could take time off I went to Patricroft and ...see more
I was at Rashwood School fron 1960 ish to 1967. My memory of the school was a very big entrance, we were allowed to take our roller skates to school and go from the top of the hill to the bottom, also the play bars had concrete underneath and we did acrobatics on them that would definely not be allowed today. My memory of the school is very happy. I remember one teacher had a farm, we had a fun day looking at the ...see more
The restaurant at the Majestic was used as a ballroom dance school in the early 50s. The first that I remember was run by somebody named Bobby who later moved on to a school near Mitcham station. Later Don Stevoni and his wife ran a school there. Don besides being a dance teacher was also an antique furniture restorer in his leisure hours. Also Bernard Lee taught out of the Stevoni school for a while. ...see more
I lived in the farthest cottage on the left of this picture for a few years. It looks exactly the same as it does now (apart from the lack of hundreds of cars and lorries flying past on Penistone Road)
I remember the days when I lived on a farm that was owned by Mark Carter from Eccleshall Castle. I had so much fun living in Eccleshall that I didn't want to move when the farm was sold. I had loads of friends and good memories, I remember when all the children were given a Silver Jubilee coin at school, the walks to the church from Lonsdale School, and to the common at the top of the junction of Kerry Lane and we ...see more
My memory of Liverpool was living in number 12 Kensington Rd near the corner of Hall Lane where the post office was. My parents' landlady was Mrs Elizabeth Smith, I think she was Tommy Smith's mother? I remember my father taking me & my sister to St John's Gardens on weekends and to Otterspool until a tragic accident involving a young lady on a pushbike and a car? I remember the New Brighton ferry at the ...see more
I remember my time in Quarry Green, and the white council 2 storey flats next to what we knew as "Spinney woods", and the bus turnaround, the pub called "The Black Swan", and then there was the primary school opposite Quarry Green, and I recall the "Z cars" programme was also based on a character at the fire station, Bob Steel. Also the water tower near Roughwood High School. And my first kiss with Janette McNicholl, by the railway line near Melling Drive.
I remember the Reverend Green used to come to North Bovey School and tel us some very interesting stories of his travels in Africa and other countries where he had travelled. Does anyone remember Miss Jones and Mrs Watton? I went to North Bovey School from 1958-1964. I loved North Bovey and its school, they sure have changed, times, haven't they? Nice to see the pictures of the old church, hope to visit soon. Lindsay Baldwin
This picture is of the Tithe Barn at Harrow Museum and Heritage Centre. It is one of four listed buildings at the site and is part of the former medieval Headstone Manor estate. Harrow Museum can be contacted on 020 8861 2626
I wonder how many people remember the Jerry planes that came over Portslade on their way to Croydon & London. I was out with my brothers taking a lame dog home to its owner in Foredown Drive when a large German plane flew overhead (we saw the swastika), doors flew open everywhere & we were dragged inside to safety, just in case. I was luckier than my brothers cos I was on the side of the road where I could ...see more
I worked in Chewton Mendip in 1968, at Bathway Farm which was a racing stables. It was an amazing job and a wonderful place to work. Every Sunday lunchtime down to the Waldegrave Arms!! 3 of us shared a cottage on Nedge called Swallowsloft, that little house was amazing! Chewton is a beautiful place and I'll never forget my time there.
I visited the nursery quite a lot, we knew the people who work there. I was only ten years old. I remembered the pub up the road, Duke of Marlborough. Where have the good memories gone, from Malcolm Read.
I was born just around the corner from this photo, in Ward Stree, it's now a car park. This junction is going through yet another re vamp. As a teenager I would visit the Aboretum with friends and race the boats across the pond and get told off by the staff. We would visit every year for the lights, many now are from Blackpool.
My first teacher was Mrs Dishman [infants]. Miss Cawley [juniors]. Mr Brown ? the Headmaster. I recall a Richard Cox whose mother was a sort of janitor cum secretery, also Joyce Dean who lived near the pond at Pickmere. I would somtimes ride with her [we had bikes as we got older]. I also lived in Pickmere at Holly Cottage Park Lane, the house at that time had a thatched roof, and a ...see more
I was a pupil at the local primary school in Great Abington. This picture shows the Old School House that the headmasters of the school lived in during my time there. The Village Shop and Post Office is the white building making up the corner of the road as it leads round to the right. The road that leads round the corner to the right was the main A604 towards Cambridge. This photograph must have been taken ...see more
I recall living at 163 Mansfield Road in 1947, when we had real winter, close to Kitty Hibberts shop, this is now a Chinese takeaway. Across the road was cobbler Betts Hut at the top of Barnes Street, on the opposite corner was a walled allotment owned by a Mr. Horace Slack, this allotment had several apple trees, which we took advantage of when in full fruit. On the corner of the Apollo Road was a ...see more
I was employed to fell the elm trees lining the walk during the Dutch Elm disease crisis that cleared so many beautiful trees from a lovely area. My only consolation was the glorious view up to Oliver's Castle which is now sadly blocked by housing estates.
My mum and dad used to take me and my younger brother to this wonderful holiday destination once a year till 1980. We used to stay at a caravan site called Tally Bont . I have many happy memories of these times. We used to spend our time there visiting some wonderful narrow gauge railways. Harlech Castle was always a must see destination, as was the Snowden cafe for chips, pie and peas. The highlight of every ...see more
Hi, my family members spent many a year in the Double Diamond and have big birthdays coming up, so I would be grateful for any photos if anyone has any. Thanks xxx
I moved from Port Glasgow when I was 5 to live with my gran. She had a small two room flat on Kempock Street just below Granny Kempock's Stone. I seem to recall that you went through an opening/archway which took you through into a large open space which I think used to be old stables and it was from here there were stairs that took you up to the flat. I also remember the Continental Cafe was just across the ...see more
In the early 1980s I lived in Farnham as a student and lodged with a family in the town. I have very fond memories of those days and they really were the best days of my life. When I left to return to Wales part of me stayed there and when I hear music from the period memories of Farnham come flooding back if I was only just there yesterday.
As children in the Summer we would walk from Ynysddu to the swimming pool in Pontllanfraith. We would walk along what was known as 'the old road'. As we approached the Mill we would look to the right. If we saw dogs we knew the Gypsies were camping in the old Quarry. We were afraid because of the'old wives tales' about Gypsies. We would then very quietly go over the Bridge passed the Mill instead of passing the Camp! Longer way to the Pool but as far as we were concerned safer!
We moved to Irby from Selsdon, Surrey, in 1957 and I can remember Mathews' paper shop and the hardware shop owned, I think, by the Carters. I also remember that beautiful cottage that was demolished to make way for that dreadful library building. The name Cortrell rings a bell and the young girl that lived there had a lovely piebald pony. There was also a butcher's shop called Siminster's. How much of that have I remembered correctly?
My father used to work at this factory in Penge as a Chemist. We moved down to Selsdon when I was five (1950) and then we moved back up to the Wirral when I was 11. Does anyone remember exactly where the factory was and does anyone remember Selsdon in those days?
I remember my grandma telling me that her mum, Frances Hewerdine, came from beautiful Scalford and she was a real lady, and somewhere along the line Frances's parents had a dress shop. Sadly I don't know where Emma and John were buried, or I would take flowers. Does anyone else have memories along these lines to share? I would love to share someone's memories of Scalford for about 1850 onwards.
In or around 1959 I went on holiday to Ireshopeburn to my grandparents' house, they lived at Woodbine House which was just up from Earnwell. My grandfather used to work at West Blackdene spar mine which was on the other side of the River Wear. I ended up going to school at St. John's Chapel and then on to Wolsingham secondary school. At home we had a large allotment and also kept a lot of hens which I used to feed ...see more
Born in 1950, our first home was the old Nissan huts at Hare Hatch. We moved down to Hamilton Rd in 1953 and I lived there until January 20th 1964. Yes, a date engraved in my memory as it was the end of my great Wargrave adventure playground. I've started a blog recording my life and times as I remember them at; http://platignumpete.blogspot.com/ I hope to see you there. Pete.
I was born in Cholsey in 1946 and spent probabably the best childhood I could have in a wonderful country village. I attended the village school, I was in the Church Choir and also the Brownies. A wonderful Vicar came to the village in approx 1956 (can't remember the exact year) Mr Bontoft he was called and I became very friendly with his daughter Lisa together with my next door neighbour, Beryl Hobbs, we had ...see more
I was born and brought up in Moniaive, and my mother owned the local hairdresser's salon (JACIE'S) at 3 Ayr Street. I lived with my mother (Janet), sister (Jenny) and maternal grandparents (who also had a house in Dunreggan, 4th down on the right from the bridge) (Dickie and May until 1964ish). I started school at Moniaive Primary, and then went to Wallace Hall Academy at Closeburn on the school bus. ...see more
Hi, we moved to Galleywood in the mid 70s and my mum Valerie went to work in the White Bear but unfortunately don't have any photos of it in the 70s.
I graduated in 1986 from the High School - maiden name of King - and I am so sad to never be able to go back and visit - such amazing memories! When friends' reunions come up I wish I had one too.
As a child my life was with the army. Warmwell was a transit camp for some and my father was leaving the Army. We had to live there whilst he looked for work outside the army. My brother went to Dorchester Grammar, as I was much younger I went to Moreton School. Can anyone tell me if part of the house was used as a classroom as I always pictured being upstairs at school, or is my memory playing tricks. I remember having ...see more
When I went to school in the High Street next to the Royal oak I can remember the milk man with his old horse and cart delivering milk all along the houses along the cobbled stone path. You had the cobbler's, it began with K I think, then opposite you had the dry cleaners, further on down you had Johnson's bakery with the fresh rolls just baked. What a treat in the morning for a small boy. I was born in Corsham in ...see more
The picture is of the old East Surrey Hospital and I can remember my mother being an in patient there for many weeks around 1954--- as children we were not allowed in to the wards and I can remember waving to my Mum through a window. I did my nurse training at Redhill General-- starting as a pre nursing student in 1965 and qualifying in 1970. We went between the two sites -- the other one being Smallfield ...see more
From 1959 to 1973 I lived at Tooting Junction. '59-69 in Glasford Street opposite the police station, then when I got married in 1969 I moved one whole road away in Renmuir Street! Many local people may remember our big, black labrador, who used to bark and throw himself at the front room window if anyone dared to walk past our downstairs flat at 2 Glasford Street. My dad used to mend cars outside in the street, ...see more
Although I lived in Tooting, all my cousins lived on the Mitcham side! I was a tomboy and used to hang around over Figges Marsh, playing rounders or smoking illicit ciggies in the red shed! The Teddy boys (later the mods) used to congregrate at the childrens playground on the marsh, or Leos Cafe. I remember going there to listen to the juke box and drink foamy espresso, but I can't for the life of me remember ...see more
I was born on Swans Row, also known as Berryford Place. I would love to go back there, I know the M1 runs through it now but the back roads are still there. I need to know how to get there now, I now live in Manchester, hope someone can help me find my birth place.
I lived in Lycett Road from 1955 to 1981, what a change! Mostly the quietness at night, no cars or buses, no people. The street lights went out at midnight. The building on the right was Woods, something to do with cars, behind that was waste land till "Grower" Jones, a kind of home grown veggie shop, then nothing till Big Yard with its pig farm, a builders called H.H.Woods, then about two old cottages, then ...see more
Dearest Gerrards Cross, what were you doing the year I was born? Life was simpler then; the world a gentler place. The year I was born there was a pond. It's gone now I think, but you live on always.
From 1954-1959 I lived at Flat 4 Tooting Police Stn. With my friend Richard King we spent many happy hours up on the roof throwing mud and moss down on the unsuspecting passers by below. Another trick was to throw stones down the chimney pots. My mistake was to pick the pot of my own flat which resulted in a load of soot spewing out into my parents bedroom. My Dad who was an Inspector at the Station ...see more
Hello there, I was known as Jackie, cousin of Billy Jeans whose nickname was Jock, he stayed at 3 King Street and I stayed at Blackpark Farm on the outskirts. I was a message-boy with the Coop and the manager's name was Mr Rome. I also enjoyed dancing at the public hall and tradespark all on the start off rock and roll, and of course the 2 flick houses plus swiming in lovely East Beach. After I left school I joined the ...see more
First started work at Hemel in November 1963. Following a spell at the Manchester Data Centre I returned in 1968 and remained until Brand Separation in 1974. We are now holding a reunion in July for anyone who worked for SMBP in either Data Centre. Sad to learn that the building was demolished in the eighties. Great fun was had watching the antics of the drivers coping with the magic roundabout.
My name is Phillip Robinson. My parents Tom & Eileen lived in Priory View, East Harlsey, in the late 60's. My uncle Charles Derrick McGookin has a plaque inside the village church dedicated to him. My grandparents from Robinson and McGookin are buried in the churchyard. I also remember the landlady from the Cat & Bagpipes, which I believe to be the only public house named this in the country! I now live in ...see more
I smile when I remember being appointed Milk Monitor in Carlton & Faceby Primary School at the age of 9. Milk was compulsory and free for all children at school - adults told us on numerous occasions 'how good it was for you'! The large crates of small glass bottles of milk, which were one third of a pint, were counted and recorded, enough milk for each and every student, 32 in all throughout the whole ...see more
My other half and I are having a great time here, in Woolstone at the foot of White Horse Hill for nearly 4 years now. I can only recommend this charming little village to anyone who wants to have an idea of the typical English countryside. Worth a visit for all nature lovers. You are always welcome here.
I remember staying at Low Mills with the Breckon family. When I first went there in about 1954/55 there was no electric and we went to bed by candle light. The toilet was a "dry closet" up several steep steps and across the vegetable garden. My uncle who lived in Carlisle was Amos Breckon, son of Amos and Hannah. I will always remember with fondness my stays in Farndale and by the time the family ...see more
I remember Saturdays at the Pheonix, Corgi toys from Rushtons,i ce lollies from Fieldings,v inegar from Ellis's, 99 tea from the Co-op and the "divi" (15046) and Green Shield stamps, pink stamps from Berties, school shoes from Howards, sliding face down on the parquet floor in the library and getting told off, crossing the village from the old Co-op to the post office without waiting, milk from the machine by the Black ...see more
Actually previous to 1860's. My Great Grandfather was born Under-the-Cliffe, Maidstone in 1845. His name was Thomas Ackworth Parker and his parents were Thomas Edward Parker and Susanna Elizabeth Parker, formally Ackworth. I assume this is what is now known as the Undercliffe.
I remember as a child and teenager going to the Brine Baths with my brother and friends, what a wonderful building it was, swimming was never the same after the new baths were built, another fine old building was lost.
I was born in Foregate Street, the home of my grandparents, in 1951. I left Stafford in 1953 and returned in 1960 to live in the north end of the town. I well remember playing on the 'Witches hat' with my friends, paddling in the childrens pool, I spent some very happy times in Victoria Park. Mum used to take us down to the park on a fine sunny day, jam sandwiches and a bottle of pop, Happy Memories. I now live in the ...see more
Peel Brow was laid out in 1789. It links Ramsbottom on the west bank of the River Irwell with the districts of Shuttleworth on the east bank. It joined the Bury-Haslingden turnpike, now the A56. It was built in phases. The OS map for 1890 shows houses at the bottom end but not at the top. Some of the houses nearest the camera were demolished in the 1960s and 70s to make way for the M66 motorway. I lived in the road for ...see more
This is a view from the east side of the valley looking towards Holcombe Hill and the Peel Monument. The tower was erected in memory of Sir Robert Peel who repealed the Corn Laws in about 1846. The hill is a favourite local walk especially on Good Friday. Trains used to run from Manchester as far as Holcombe Brook at the foot of the hill and thousands used to enjoy the day. The railway to Holcombe Brook ...see more
This is the weir on the River Irwell where it swings round and is bridged by the road up to Peel Brow. The mills on the right are on Kenyon Street. There were cotton weaving mills, towel mills and soap works. The Church spire is St. Paul's Church. I used to go past here everyday on my way to the railways station to catch the train to school in Haslingden. Sometimes the river was very low and a bit smelly and at other ...see more
My great memories of the summit, known because of the summit pub, my grandad's local, what a great place to live, open fields, good neighbours. My gran and grandad moved there in 1936, a house full of love and laughter. Me and mum lived there with her 8 brothers and sisters, Saturday nights were card night. I remember Piggots butchers, my gran used to say to him, no fat on the meat, i don't pay for fat. She was a very good ...see more
We moved to Rustington in 1949 as my Mother Dr Mary Higgs was the M.O.H. at Zachary Merton and was the doctor there until her retirement. Zachary Merton was a lovely hospital to have a baby, all the staff were so friendly. The Matron I remember was Miss White, with Sisters Mingay, Cole and Mrs Smith and later Matron Cynthia Grose and Sister Gray to name but a few. On Christmas Day in ...see more
