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Having grown up in Irby and now living in Chicago. It was great to see some excellent picture of the old Irby village. The white sided building in this picture on the left is the Irby Club. My Grandfather Percy Hayward was the first steward at the club and my Mother lived at the club until my grandfather retired from his position. I joined the Irby Club as a member and later became the membership ...see more
As a boy i walked past the Dutch Cottage on my way to the high street , as a child i found it a bit eerie , i saw a small person coming out of there a couple of times which seemed to add to the afect . by the mid 70`s the cottage had lost it`s clean chocolate box cover look and had become dirty and in need of some TLC , i think this is due to the bus`s and lorry`s they all used Crown Hill back then , i`d be intrested ...see more
i was born in guildford in 1986 and my parents had just taken over abinger post office and stores this is the house in the middle of the photo with all the ivy (that wasnt there in my time) the window above the shop was my parents room the spare room and the lounge are the rooms to the left. i loved living here and have many great memories of going to abinger village school, fishing in the stream, playing on the ...see more
First Nine years of my life in this little village. Four Children in all lived here, my Brother and I .the Ministers Son, and the small girl in the shop. The Village has not changed much over the 50 years since I left. Most of the old people have died now . Gosen Chapel Where I went to Sunday School still stands, And my Parents are interned there. Happy days at home in LLyngwesion long hot summer days and dark winters (no street lights) fond memories
In the photo are several houseboats and yachts moored up to the bank on the LHS of the picture, which was 'Deacon's Boat Yard' (no relation to me!). I lived on the large white motor torpedo boat (when she was moved from the River Hamble to the River Itchen, Southampton). She was originally called 'S-8' and owned by Alan Aitcheson from 1949 to 1954/5, later she was called 'Sea ...see more
My Father was stationed at nearby wittering,he retired & then he & my mum took on the Hare & Hounds public house,it was a tiny then until of course stuart & patterson did a welcomed re-furbishment!!This was the start of many happy childhood adventures not all within the law but exciting all the same.I attended the village school Mr.Burgin was the boss,always remember the school dinners ...see more
This is a photograph of the railway crossing gate, the line has been long closed (blame Dr Beeching!) The white building on the right is the Culm Valley Inn, prev The Railway Inn. My father Sydney Dennis was licensee, my brother was born here, my bedroom window can be just seen on the 1st floor........What fun days they were for me as a 12 year old! We later moved to Cullompton. The Kings Head.
In mid-1948 my RAF posting was to Buntingsdale Hall. Our quarters were one of two occupied Nissen huts where RAF 22 Group communications flight was housed. At first our aircraft occupied a hanger on the Stoke side of the airfield. When a maintenace unit required that hanger we relocated to the Tern Hill side of the airfield, home to the flying training school equiped with Harvard aircraft. The ...see more
I GREW UP IN SABDEN AND HAVE MANY FOND MEMORIES I LIVED IN WATT STREET BEFORE MOVING TO CLITHEROE RD I WENT TO ST MARYS SCHOOL. I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR FROM OLD SCHOOL PALS .MY NAME WAS TAYLOR
Every year there would be a game played in the river in the village using the bridges as goal posts and is, as far as I am aware still played today. It would be around 1955 that my late father, Frederick Tarte, was a referee at local football matches. My father attended over a number of years at the games in the river, as he was stationed at RAF Rissington. Fred arrived one year in a ...see more
Gidday to all! Having recently travelled to Penmark to rediscover my family history, I am sure that this is a photo of 'Kenson Cottage',which used to be the 'Rose and Crown' pub .My family(Gabriel) used to own the pub and smithy until 1858,when it was bought by Thomas Hopkin.I have my family back to 1782 in Kenson,with 3 grave sites in 'St Marys' graveyard.Lewis Gabriel,my GrGr Grandfather left Kenson about 1870 for ...see more
thanks to this photograpgh i have identified a photograph of my late father taken in 1954 we all thought it was the hexham bridge but now know it is the bywell bridge by the number and type of arches over the river thanks philip maddison
I stayed in lodgings in Timperley in 1966 in a small cul-de-sac called South Meade. I had to find accommodation as I was transferred from London to work at the Bank of England's branch in Manchester and by chance the hotel that I found for my first couple of weeks was in Timperley - am easy train ride to the city from Navigation Road station. The local paper carried an advertisement by a nearby landlady ...see more
I was one of the young fellows in the early 'fifties that used to ruin the peace in and about Streatham as a drummer with the 5th County of London( RA) cadet band. It was a rather splendid band , and we were based up around the top end of Streatham hill, where A Coy was situated. I was with B Coy at Upper Tulse Hill. The Dolphin Club was on the left of the High Road just before the railway bridge . We ...see more
my family moved to ollerton in september of 1957,from ushaw moor near durham.the move had been delayed by the birth 5 weeks earlier of my sister patricia,she arrived on my birthday,so the children of the family had had to stay with grandma and grandad till dad had the house done so we could "just move in"we all piled out of the car and the moving van began to empty.and suddenly there was a comotion in the ...see more
I have never had the pleasure of visiting Monk Fryston but my eldest son Brett did while he was in school here in Canada. He was part of the Harrogate Music Festival in the 80's. Dear friends, Pam & Harry Roebuck of LumbyHill looked after Brett while he visited the town. Pam died on a few years ago but before she did we built up a very special relationship. She sent us many photographs which she ...see more
I understand my grand father workedin,orpossibly owned a fishmongers and or grocers aroundabout 1900 can anyone confirm this please and where was it. Was it his own shop or was he an employee Does it still stand ,do any photos exist of it Thankyou John Wells
Born at the Risedale Maternity Home in 1933 we first lived in James Street. I think it was 1937 when we moved to Clevelands Avenue in the new Beacon Hill estate. Barrow was bombed in May 1941 but it was the older part of the town that suffered the most damage. I recall, as a boy, going round the streets looking for shrapnel from the AA guns I suppose. It didn't half tear holes in our pockets. Of course it ...see more
Does anyone have any school photos,class groups etc who taught at All Saints and rose I believe to be Deputy Head. She was my wifes Aunt and I am trying to put together a family history file to include details. Was there a school magazine or photo archive etc She later became Olive Gammage Thank you John Wells
Hi My wife has acquired a photo of a Butchers shop ,possibly in Hastings or Brede area The shop nameboard is BW Matthews and shows the 4 shop staff outside the front of the building. One of the butchers is apparently my wifes Aunts father but there are other towns with the family connection, so it may NOT be a Hastings Area photo The photo was taken by a C W Pooke (or similar) but carries no ...see more
i have some wonderful memories of visiting my grandma in the early 1960's in Ecclesfield, and later moving there to live in 1967. my dad's mum and dad lived in Ecclesfield and every Sunday we would go for a walk around the church area and the woods, then my dad would drop me at my grandmas house while he went to the pub, usually the Black Bull and White Bear. My cousin Pam lived accross the road from my Grandma and ...see more
I know this part of Sowerby so well as I was born in one of the cottages in the centre left of the photo. Grandma lived in the end house and my parents in the middle one. On recent visits the place has altered somewhat and is spoilt by too many cars parked around the greens, but such is progress.
This brought back so many memories I used to walk from my home in LIGHTCLIFFE every saturday morning to spend my pocket money in the paper shop (The wooden hut next to the pub) I would buy an Enid Blyton book for sixpence, this photo must have been taken about the same time as it's just as I remember it Good times
My memories are of walking to Kingsbury Sec school opposite Colindale Lane then we were transfered to the new Tylers Croft, Bacon Lane. The memories of playing football and cricket at Silver Jubilee Park, Townsend Lane where I first lived from 1947 to 1958. Then I enlisted into the army for 12 years. On returning from Kenya my parents had moved to Mead Court, Buck Lane, Kingsbury Green. I married in 1966, lived ...see more
It took me a while to recognise the angle of this photo as from almost exactly the position my parents house was built on! Where the road ahead divides, another road to the left was later added, leading to my father's fruit farm which I grew up working on. The view in the photo is unhindered by the present housing developments of St Mary's Close and St Mary's Lane, as well as this year's (2007) new ...see more
Singehurst pond was the place for both girls and boys to go fishing with their bags of dampened bread and makeshift fishing rods. Throughout the season we caught loads and then returned our catch at the end of an outing, sometimes staying out all day. It was an excuse to meet up with friends and other village children with the same idea. This was memorable, but more so were the occasional winters when the water ...see more
langold was a great place to be brought up in the 70s and 80s for a young lad got some great memories dont live there anymore but will remember it with a smile.
Southborough, Holden Corner 1896 (ref: 37896) Year: 1940s Fishing This is the Fish Pond at Holden Corner, Southborough. This was one of the two accessible and popular places for boys to go fishing in Southborough - the other was the Great Bounds Lake, near Bidborough. As a boy in the 1940s and early 50s my Dad, Jack, bought me a fishing rod and my Dad and I would go down to the pond to go fishing. As I ...see more
I remember this as being the place to go when we were out for the evening. We used to drink vodka and lime and think we were really cool. It used to get packed out and was really modern and trendy in it's day.
We lived at the BBC for many years. Near to the bridge over the River Thame, next to the garage run by Harold Thomas and Jeff Lafford. I went to Thame Grammar School on the double decker blue bus. Dad was George Allen, Mum was Alice Allen and uncle Bill and Auntie Joan lived just up the road. We used to fish in the river and sometimes the A40 used to be flooded when the river overflowd. grandad Allen was head ...see more
I recall walking past the gate-house with my mother on a Tuesday afternoon in March 1950. I was to start my lustrous career there for a period of three years, leaving in March 1953. Starting there was an real shock to the system. I was eleven years old at the time and this was the first time in my life that I living under the roof of people I didn't know. Up to that time I lived with my parents, brother ...see more
I was born on Clyde Road in 1950, and in 1954 moved to Caterbury Road in West Croydon, where I attended school Elmwood, and then Lambfrank (spelling?). Mr Reeves was a teacher at Elmwood, and always answered anything he didn't like with a WHACK on the bottom from one of many different shoes that he kept for punishment (depending on how much punishment he wanted to inflict that day). But the good thing about him was ...see more
My Grandad Thomas Poole owned a wallpaper & paint shop in Wellington Street, my Mum who is now 82 can remember the day the war was announced, my Grandad threw open the windows and turned up the radio so everyone in the street could hear it. Does anybody remember the shop or have any photos of it?
Currently researching my family tree and found that one of my ancestors married a William Broadbridge from Banstead and they moved to Charlwood. From 1861 - 1901 they owned/ran the Ironmongers which is now the Pine Shop! I would love to see a photo of it when it was the Ironmongers if anyone has one, or any other info! thanks
I was born in Redhill General Hospital in 1963 and lived in Redhill until 1989 when I moved to Crawley and got married. I went to St Matthews School in Station Road, then Springvale finally St Bedes (for one year it was Bishop Simpsons) I visit Redhill now and then and am sad to see what a dump it has become. All the great buildings have gone only to be replaced by modern architecture. Theres no ...see more
I was the village policeman, 1986-1991. I used to stand on the bridge in the photograph on the days of a wedding to ensure the newly-weds could get out onto the main road without waiting, and to help guests leave 'in convoy' where necessary so as to follow each other to the reception. Weddings often attracted guests 'from the city' who would invariably still be driving around an hour later, having got lost 'in the ...see more
My Mum Ivy Goodger was Born at 43 Fish street in 1942 Along with her Twin sister Patrica My Grandparents Rose & Alf Goodger moved from Shoreditch London to Redbourn during world war two. And they moved back to Shoreditch after 1944/45, does anyone have any memorys of The Goodger Family, (They were a big family 13 children) My Mum still has cousins living there, Has any one got any Photos of the Goodger Family Please contact me at dannyallen25@aol.com many Thanks Danny
I was a pupil at the school from 1943 to 1948 from the age of 10. I used to travel there from Norbury on the tram, having won a Scholarship from Norbury Manor School. I came from a typically working class background and to be fortunate enough to attend this school was a considerable advantage. Mr. Clayton was Headmaster, with the imposing Dr. Shutt his deputy. It was wartime of course, and many morning ...see more
my name is ray hallett and i lived here in 1969. our flat was on the first floor , on the left. I remember hearing an owl hooting in the large tree at night and was convinced that the place was haunted .The house was then owned by herbie hallett ,no relation. It was infested with mice , my mother once opened the oven door to see a mouse sitting there cleaning his whiskers .I think it is such a shame that it was not saved and only photos remain.
My Nan, Esa Victoria Manning owned the Kings Head and lived there with her family. She was a great cook.
i was born in ushaw moor, at 5 maple park,,i am the third of six children,,i remember walking around with my family,as my mums family lives in new brancepeth we used to walk up to see gran and grandma gibson,we used to go plodging in the beck on the way back from chappel(once loosing my socks)when i look at the picture of the crossroads i take myself back to being a child and going to my gran and ...see more
i was born 1957, so my memories are after that, my parents used to take us each year to the big meeting,where all the collierys had big banners and each had there own brass bands,they would progress allong th streets of durham loud,colourfull,proud as punch,all in there sunday best,,a fine day out for the whole city ,vilage after village all the people singing allong to the bands,my grandfather james george jolly did many drawings and paintings in oils of the proceedings,,
in 1961 i would be 5yrs old,and my grandad Sam Gibson would walk with me my sister susan and my brother raymond,along from where they lived round to the wreck,,the name the gave for the local swing park.they lived in doric road,across from their house was a small shop called walter wilsons,he did this walk with us to get us out of the house while my mum and grandma prepared a meal there was a ...see more
was just a kid growing up, i was 8 when i left but i will always remember how awesom inverlochy was my grandparents lived on 1 montose avenue and we spent a lot of time there, years have passed but the beauty still remains, i hope to come home soon.
The white dust on the water in the Pembroke photgraphs is flour from the Town Watermill. After a minor fire this lovely building was wickedly destroyed by the Council. It would be a major attraction today.
Moved to Roadhead 1949, from 19 Netherby St, Longtown. Dad was Rendall Colling [Policeman], we lived at the Police House, until 1954 when we moved to Frizington, West Cumberland. Went to school at the Baily. Brother Cuthbert was born 1949 in the Police House. Mother Amy took ill 1951 and was in the Isolation Ward @ Border Hospital Long Town, where she passed away, and is interred @ Bewcastle Church, under the Yew ...see more
My Nan and Grandad lived on the corner of Factory Road, and Cranbury Road, opposite Stan Brehaut the photographer, who went on to work with Jack Hargreaves in his programme 'Out of Town'. The Centre of Eastleigh holds such fond memories for me, but especially the faggots and savoury duck shop, with Mrs Hilliker (I think) behind the counter. There used to be a cat sat on the counter when you went in, no health ...see more
I Have just found out that my great grandfather owned dairies in Bishopstoke and that Benny Hill worked for him. I am 61 now, and have lost the majority of older relatives, that there is so much I would like to find out, but no-one to ask. I was actually brought up in Nightingale Avenue, but my dad was a Stoke boy.
I worked as a delivery boy at Martins stores between 1965 and 1967. I had a large delivery bike with a basket on the front and delivered all around the Hendon area, often getting soaked through in the winter. The store moved to Vivian Ave in the 1970s. I can recall the Watford Way when it was not a dual carriage-way and you risked life and limb trundling the bike across 6 lanes of traffic.
My father went to work at Hampton Court as a gardener's boy when he left school at the age of 14 in 1917. By then, it was in use as a convalescent hospital for soldiers. I remember my father saying that he had to put little leather boots on the pony's hooves to mow the lawns with the horse-drawn mower, and that one of his jobs was to wash the leaves of indoor plants with milk. Many of my ancestors came ...see more
The gable end of the house on the left is 39 Mill Lane and Back St starts at the junction over the hill and not visible here. My father built the house about 1935 when he was 21 years old. I grew up there until 1955 when it was sold and we moved from Clophill for a short time. We returned in 1957 and lived in the Old Police House in The Slade until I married in 1966 and brought my first home in Back St. I have ...see more
I remember Mr Morley, who owned the bakers at the corner of Longfellow Road, roping the bread delivery cart , fully loaded, to the back of his old Ford car and pulling it up the hill to his shop at the top , with the delivery man, who only had part of one arm, swinging between the shafts of the cart. The poor old delivery man's feet barely touched the ground with the rear metal support wheels striking sparks from ...see more
I think that this id the boating lake in Old Town. Wonderful memories - trained at RESH 61 - 66.
Queens Road - not Queen Street
My grandmother emigrated to the United States on the Campania in 1905. She sailed with her brother, Harry. They were sponsored by their uncle Owen Roberts, who lived in Wymore, Nebraska. After arriving at New York they travelled overland by train After a few years my grandmother returned home, to Wales.
Good to see that you have the view from the bridge, my aunt and uncle lived in the house on the left, which is called Ty Newydd. Many happy memories of tea time visits and playing and fishing in the river with the cousins. I helped my Uncle lay his drive, which 34 years later is still in good condition.
I know this view very well, as my aunt and uncle lived in Ty Newydd, their garden led down to the river on the right hand side of the photo. Spent many an hours playing in the river and fishing with my cousins, never caught anything!
Was wonderful to see this postcard, as I was a child of 7 living in the village, when the photo.was taken. When we moved to the village in 1954 there was no electricity, water was from the village pump and people used chemical or earth closets. In 1960, there was mains water and electricity but no proper sanitation. I have wonderful memories of living in the village, playing in the fields and having easy ...see more
Mums family are from the village, I have wonderful memories of staying with my grandmother at Aran Lane, which is at the bottom of the street on the right. On hearing a train, I used to rush out into the main road to see the train going over the railway bridge. My great uncle Tex had the butchers shop in the village, but spent most of his time in my grandmothers house drinking cups of tea. There was also my ...see more
Around that time we had 3 or 4 holidays at Jaywick Sands and St.Osyth's. Although I think we nearly didn't go back after this adventure! 'The Sands' at Jaywick opened at low tide to miles of shifting mud! Well very waterlogged sandy silt. One year a huge tanker was caught on the bar around 2-3miles out. Waiting for high tide. My cousin, 12yrs, and not nearly as good a swimmer as me at 10yrs of age, was ...see more
From early 1920's until the late 1970's my husband's family occupied homes in Cheriton. At first in Whitby Road, then for many years at 129 Cheriton High Street, next to their good friends the Priestleys. Names associated with them were also the Horton Family, the Nokes and the Guigan/Carsons. Hubby, now sadly gone, used to fondly recall that his parents drank rarely but on fine summer Saturday ...see more
My husband and his family came from Cheriton and surrounding districts. He attended this school from age 5yrs through to school leaving, for a short trial apprenticeship with the local butcher. His mother and father were keen, of course, especially as in those days the apprentices received 'bonus' in the form of a selection on Saturday mornings. Sausages for the youngest, chops, then 'cuts and joints' for ...see more
Photograph No. 1. I was born in July l940 – Virginia Le Roux. The house on the left of the picture was where I lived until I was nearly 13 with my parents. The long narrow upstairs window was my bedroom. My mother’s mother and brother also lived in the house. My uncle - John Grover had a shop to the left of the porch, where he sold fresh fish, fruit and vegetables, some of which he grew himself. ...see more
I grew up in Bletchingley and have just been looking at the photos of the village which provoked a lot of lovely memories I would like to see a photo of the post office during the 70's,which when i left the village in the late 80's was Lawrences auctioneers,can any one help.I remember going in the post office as a child and seeing a lovely wooden counter and smelling ground coffee which was ground in an old fasioned coffee grinder on the end of the counter.
Just bought a flat in the converted "old" hospital (October 2007). Want to research history of Hospital. Anyone have any Memories, pictures ect please very much appreciated. jasja@msn.com
The Ludlow weirs were navigation Flash Lock weirs until the railways came to the Teme valley. Sailing Trows from the Severn worked up the river with wheat for the mills from Gloucester returning with flour for the villages and iron bar from Downton for blacksmiths downstream. An 1820's painting shows the old Dinham Bridge with four square rigged trows unloading at Dinham Mill now Mr Underwoods lovely restaurant and other trows at the opposite bank and under full sail up to the Downton Gorge.
I was born on Yeovil in 1945, and my memories are of growing up in a pleasant market town. The George was a wonderful timber framed building that I remember being demolished because, apparently, it hindered traffic flow. Shortly after it was knocked down the whole area was pedestrianised ! Such a short-sighted attitude from the Planners is staggering!
I have never visited Druid's lodge, but have been brought up with stories of it. It was for some years the home of my Grandmother. She was the daughter of Thomas lewis the Irish Race horse trainer. Thomas was installed in Druids Lodge about 1907 by Lord Cunliffe who owned the 1913 Derby winner Aboyeur. Thomas was his trainer. Granny went to school at the Gadolphin school for girls in Salisbury. She was ...see more
reletive used to work at the brickyard in claylands rd
1964-1967 There was a time when nearly every Winter Sunday was spent walking from the Egham side, through the Beechwoods then up the Long Walk to Windsor for an early cream tea, then back through all the leaves and cob nuts to the small pub somewhere on the Egham gate side. You had to hurry at times as there were sunset closing times on some gates. Not the Pub one though! There truly were beech copses which had ...see more
1954-1959, say?? Perhaps earlier too. This section of the River looks v. close to the area off the top of Thames or Bridge Street (?) known as The Staines "Lammas". A number of pools and play areas, with a swimming pool set into the River itself. Such a trek by 'bus to get there. I don't think anyone would do it today. But we did and we thought it a wonderful treat.
Although there were many hardships for most ...see more
this is the Greyhound pub next to st Marys Church. Both my Grandfather's downed many a pint here, my Dad learned how to drink here too. My Mum lived at 53 Sunny Gardens road behind the church and had to go and collect her father on a Sunday for dinner. One of my ancestors "Charles Bocking Rogers" is buried in the church graveyard under the tree. In my family research I've been here twice now and each time had a pint of Bombadier and raised a glass to my ancestors. all the best Pete Rogers
My great Grandfather, George frederick Rogers ( c1880 ) owned the Newsagents ( still named Rogers ) on the Preston Road at Preston road station, way back in the 1920's ?. Before the parade of shops where built he had a wooden hut type building where he served teas and sandwiches to the train travelers. When the parade was built he got the rental of the shop on the first plot and the Rogers shop was born. I ...see more
or anytime 1952-1960. Bright and nnippy, frosty in the mid morning, but swirling fog, nearly freezing by the end of the day. Gloomy from 4pm onwards, the gas lamps of the Poulterer was a hubbub of anxious discussion and cheerful sales talk from the attendants. Their best 'Norfolk wares' on display. Down at that end of the HIgh Street was a big open front Poulterers. Not the general butcher. More a Dickensian ...see more
Anytime between 1953 to 1959 for me. Who remembers bus rides from all around to then catch the 111, I think, if you didn't have to walk along from the Bus depot. Children with 'hula-hoops' , nets on sticks(for tiddlers which proably weren't there!), bags with towels, cordial and sandwiches. The excitement of 'bubble' swimsuits on, ready to be all the quicker into the pools, for we lucky ones; woollens for ...see more
My great great great granddad Samuel Parsons was buried here. You can see the headstone. The Parsons family lived in the area over several generations and owned a farm.
My Gran and Grandad George and Alice Cook were married here on Christmas Day 1913. They are also buried here.
Every child from Bedfont to Isleworth by turn spent a few days in the little round building. Variously: The Staines Rd Hospital. Children's Hospital. Cottage Hospital. The Childrens is the one we most used. Why?? Tonsils. Tonsillectomy was the rule for those around 10yrs of age. I can even recall the names of 2 (boy) school mates from the same week. No separation at that time for the age group. O.R-S
My place of work. I have done a lot of work on collecting archive photos and making electronic copies of some of the many fascinating letters and articles written by the old girls 1880's to present.
Nice to see that not a lot has chnaged since this photo was taken to what it is like to day. More cars and people now of course.
