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The New Forest Inn is rather curiously decorated with wood on the front. This is said to be part of a caravan from which an old woman sold alcoholic drinks before the pub was built.
While researching my family history I came across this article in the Eastern Counties Advertiser 18th October 1879. It is the coroner's report relating to my great great grandfather's brother Thomas Brassett 1815 - 1879 an agricultural labourer of Southminster Essex. He was born 2nd August 1871 and baptised 5th August the son of Thomas and Amelia. Southminster Found Drowned - On Saturday afternoon an ...see more
This is where our godmother used to live. Her name was Fona, a really lovely lady, we'll always remember her. I was born here in the same little black house that Fona lived in, (she used to live next door, but moved into our house when we moved to Saville Crescent in Bordon). I don't remember Headley Down when I lived there as I was very young when we moved, but when I was older my elder sister used to ...see more
My mum used to take us all (seven of us) to the mill to paddle. It was always freezing, some would even be brave enough to swim. There was always a strong smell of pond weed, but we had great fun. When it was warm enough we used to pack a picnic and walk to Frensham pond which was a great treat. That was about 40 years ago now but I remember it like it was yesterday.
I lived in Bordon for 18 years but I don't remember where this is.
I spent many happy hours on Porthpean beach, both with my family and my friends during the summer holidays. I remember the anti invasion devices well as we used them as monkey bars. After the war they became very rusty with many sharp rusty edges to get snagged on. I also remember during the war years that a few miles off the beach were some bombing targets and we used to watch bomber pilots practising ...see more
The late 40's through the mid 50's. Some 50 plus years have now passed, since I was a " kid " on the streets of Burnt Oak. How life has changed. I now sit at my computer ( here in Tennessee, USA ), and have instant access to Burnt Oak and Edgware online, a place where I spent my younger years. Having read the first three accounts of life in Burnt Oak in the 40's and 50's, many memories came to my ...see more
Another Pentraeth Memory. by Ross Davies Just about 38 years ago, I was approached by some of my former pupils, who were now mostly married and with children of their own, with the idea of forming a Pentraeth based entertainment group. The village had always had an excellent reputation for choral singing and they wanted to revive the tradition, but on much more modern lines. Such an enterprise would give them ...see more
Mom did take me to Guildford and the surrounding area a few times in the mid 60's and late 60's. I was quite young....she went from here to Horsham school. Horsham school I can find nothing on. Do you know where I can find them? In the year 2000 I was in England and wanted to go back to Guildford but I had no way to get there - well, I did but didn't use all that was available. I was told that nothing was there anymore.
I was only 11yrs old when we moved from Helmshore to America. Helmshore was a wonderful place to have your childhood. Sometime between 1963 and 1965 we built a snowman that made the front page of the local paper, that year was a huge snow storm. There was a shop called Joyces on Broadway, where we bought the nice gifts. I remember attending Helmshore primary school till May of 1965. The headmaster was Mr Jenkins, ...see more
I don't reside in UK, but we used to visit London almost every summer. One day I remember we were going on a picnic with a large number of family friends in a bus. I was crazy about Hindi movies and did not know anything about Southall then. Suddenly we are in Southall and all those cinemas Dominion...Century...Liberty with larger than life blockbuster film posters like "Prem Nagar", "Bobby", "Aa Gale Lag Ja" ... plus ...see more
I always remember stopping off for a paddle here on my way home from Frensham Junior school. I remember my nan used to give me my bus fare. But I used to prefer to walk along past the pond so I could stop for a quick paddle.
I remember walking to this post office many a time as I used to live with my nan etc. at Churt House Cottage. The post office was run by a lady of the name Mrs Heaps. I used to go there for the big bottles of Tizer.
Both my mother and my uncle were born at my nan's house in Quarry Street. My mother was born there on 11th February 1927. My uncle was born there fourteen months prior to my mother. My nan had nine children, seven sons then two girls. I remember my great gran lived quite close. I myself was born at Grange Road, Stouton in 1947. One of my memories of Guildford was a place called the Mount, where my uncle Peter is buried. I remember that hill so well.
I remember going with my nan to see her sister Maud Chennell who used to live in Castle Street. I remember it as being a very small house. I remember my great aunt had a musical box shaped like a swiss cabin. I used to love to play with it. And eating the finger style trifle sponges. I would love to know if those little houses are still there?
I am Mick Phillips and I was at Ewelme School in 1957. Mr Coles was the headmaster and Miss Walker was my class teacher. We were 9 and 10 year olds in the upstairs room and the younger children were taught downstairs by a Miss Lewis, who got married around that time to someone from RAF Benson. I remember Miss Walker being presented with some flowers at assembly one morning by Mr Coles to mark her 25th year at the ...see more
I think 1960 was the year my mother (Joyce Baxfield) was appointed headmistress at Offwell School. She had been head teacher at Cotleigh before this. I grew up riding my pony all around the area and have many fond memories, including taking a day off school to attend the hunt when it met right here in the picture!! It was a blissful childhood and I am sure many of the friends I made then are still living in the area.
The title, says it all really . . . I passed through Tooting Broadway a few years ago while accompanying my husband in his lorry. I was astounded by the discovery that 'Chelsea Girl' had gone! I thought that boutique would stand the tests of time, but, sadly it didn't. I used to attend (sometimes!) Garratt Green Comprehensive and ended up working in the boutique for a couple of years. I now live in Wales but often recall those days.
We lived at Trusthorpe Hall as children. My mum and dad were Walt and Millie Slater and we were Pat, Janice, and Carole. Jan and I went to school at Sutton on Sea. My dad started the caravan site and the club. We had wonderful days there and I remember the man at the old post office in the picture was called Mr Parker. Mum and dad were friends with Molly and Bill clark and we were friends with ...see more
My father lived in Abergwynfi as a child, his name was Peter Thomas Walley. My grandmother was from the area, her maiden name was Eirwen Thomas and she had brothers named Estyn, Edward, Emlyn and Thomas. She also had a sister named Ginny (Janette). My father had copper coloured hair, so there may be people who are still around who may remember him. The family lived at: 15 Heol-Y-Felin Abergwynfi Is there ...see more
The building on the left of the two arches is the old town Fire Station, which was replaced in the 1960's with a new station on Innage Lane. The property is now a retail outlet. If on a visit to the town you look above the shop front you will see engraved the words Fire Station.
When it snowed, it snowed. Fondest memories were sliding down Coppers hill on old cardboard or playing in the old ramping cat walks and camping up the mountain, wimberry picking and knockout ginger in the avenue.
Mary Ann Griffiths Lewis and John Lewis, my great great great grandparents were both born in Llanarth, Wales. Mary Ann died on the boat coming to America and John Lewis died later in a mine accident in Oak Hill, Missouri.
I was born in Bridgnorth in 1938, we lived in the Hookfield which in the thirties and forties, was on the edge of the town and surrounded by fields. I spent the war years there often going to London for a holiday? My father worked in the local carpet factory making aircraft engines, also he was the projectionist in the cinema which on my last visit was still there and he also did some of the ...see more
A PENTRAETH LEGEND Most people driving past the entrance to Plas Gwyn manor house, on the outskirts of Pentraeth, might well be surprised to learn that they are passing a commemorative monument that has stood there for over 800 years. It may not look much like a monument as it is made up of three large boulders grouped together in a narrow field alongside the entrance, but it does mark an event ...see more
When I was a little girl, sometimes I used to stay with my nan in West Drayton on Church Road by the green, and while we went shopping around that quaint little village with about a dozen little stores, I also accompanied nan up to Station Road to the post office (ah, that wonderful post office, there it is on the left of the picture.) I remember it was a lovely walk up Swan road. (I ...see more
I also remember Chattin and Horton shop in Brierley Hill high street yes, it was a very exciting store especially at Christmas. I was six years old and my sister who was four years older saw a lovely toy baby grand piano in the window. She said to my mother that Judith would love that piano for Christmas. That Christmas morning the piano was there waiting for me. I was over the moon, happy days!
About 1943 - disabled Spitfire landed 30 yards from beach opposite Golden Hind cafe and just beyond hotel on right. 3 or 4 chaps stripped off, swam out and pulled pilot from aircraft. I hope pilot survived but don't know if he did. Does anyone know?
Every year the Carnival passed through the Square, I remember being on the float with the Trawsfynydd Queen 1971/72? I have a photo of my Mum, on a float in the Square, when she was little (that would be 1951/52?) and a photo of my younger brothers and cousin walking behind the floats all in fancy dress. The Square in Trawsfynydd is also where I used to stand each morning to catch the bus to school in Blaenau Ffestiniog. I only lived in Trawsfynydd for three years but the memories are many.
I am not quite sure of the year, but I attended Radlett Girls School which was at the bottom of Loom and the A5. I used to walk to and from school, sometimes through the village and up Aldenham Road. I passed shops and old Mr Allen who was a cobbler would be sitting in the window mending shoes and would wave to me. My birth family have lived in Radlett for over a hundred years the surname is Picton and all but one ...see more
If the pub was in High Street, Hampton Wick, could it have been: The Forester's Arms, the Railway Tavern, The Rose and Crown, The Swan, The White Hart, or perhaps The Old Kings Head at the end of Sandy Lane.?
Re: the Regent Cinema razed to the ground for a garage. Before it was a cinema, it was... a garage. Really, it was a coachworks called Twickenham Motorworks which was a coachworks. This belonged to my grandfather, Jotham Harrison and his brother Edwin. The business had about 12 people working at one time. They had engines and wheels and chassis and put the bodies on afterwards for the cars and carpets in ...see more
I attended KGS from 1952 - 1959. The Old Grammar School seen in this picture had long been replaced by a much larger building in Westville, Kingsbridge. For the first couple of terms, I remember walking in file from Westville, past the railway station, to this building where we sat on long benches and ate our school dinners. It is a handsome building and now houses the William Cookworthy Museum.
This view shows Customs Quay and out of sight on the right is the Customs House. Mrs Florrie Gasson and her husband lived in the building and she would make a great show to the visitors of feeding the swans. A flock of 20 or so would swim in the water looking for her and she called each one by a different name. I can remember sitting here with my friend Michael H when film-makers arrived to shoot a washing ...see more
I remember that The Green Howards (Army) did a renovation on the church some years ago. It could be anywhere between 1960 / 1970 ish, but I do remember that as a philatelist, a First Day Cover was issued and I bought one. Unfortunately I sold on my collection, so can't pinpoint that event. I know that they did a great clean up job, whitewashing the inner church and doing a general tidy up. I have recently been ...see more
This year we came over to England from Africa - so first impression of England was this suburban town, the majority of habitants were Jewish; close community, just like our Indian community. Most of my friends were Jewish. The atmosphere and smells were of Jewish cooking. My friends' fathers were also businessmen, so I related to them. During my school days, I read Anne Frank's Diary, I am David and watched Fiddler on ...see more
Hi, I remember September 4th 1969, my first sight of Heswall Childrens Hospital where I commenced my nursing career as a cadet. It was exciting and terrifying. On the way over from Liverpool with my mum we had to take the bus, ferry, bus, it seemed a long way from home. It was my little brother's birthday and we had left him crying back in Walton as I left. On the bus from Birkenhead I met Bernie and Brenda ...see more
In among my family genealogical records is a note that an ancestor of mine named Richard de Berecrofte gave lands to Kirkstall Abbey in the 12th century. I am SO looking forward to visiting the Abbey next year and taking my own pictures of it! It is my understanding that my ancestors left the Cliviger area about 1650 for Boston, MA. I am retiring next year and have lived most of my ...see more
It was in the 50's and I was only a little girl. My grandparents lived across the road in Vine Place. We had a yard and the fair used to put up there each winter. We were always in the hospital, so clean, so nice you never got turned away. My cousin who is one year older than me was in there with 'yellow fever', she was only 8 years old. I remember standing outside on the grass by the door making her laugh, then one ...see more
My husband's ancestors John & Ann Archer were Innkeeper's of this Inn in Bradwell in the 1850's. They lived here until their deaths in 1879 & are buried in St.Barnabus Churchyard. They both originally came from Kirkburton West Yorkshire & at one time were Tollkeepers for nearby Mytham Bridge Toll Road.
I used to live with my family in the Black Horse Pub from around 1963-1965. I left just after starting secondary school. I still live in Wiltshire and often drive through Tilshead for a trip down memory lane. I am now in my early 50's but have many memories of my time there. Most notably my time spent in the little school in the village - just two classrooms. I have seen photos of Tilshead now and nothing much seems to have changed.
I remember the creaky stairs and stodgy atmosphere of Central Preparatory so well, even though it's now 44 years since I last heard the sterling tones of Mrs Kilshaw resounding through the classroom. Miss Backhouse was my personal favourite: a gentle, caring teacher who had the patience others seemed to lack. I still live locally (Ossy) and occasionally wander round the area where the noble old building that began ...see more
In my youth (1950s) the lock on the right was know as Groves lock. Mr Groves hired out boats in the summer months and his house was to the right rear of this picture. The river divides here, with the river going of to the left. You used to be able to row a boat down there until you came to a weir. The land in the centre of the picture was owned by Mrs May and her son. Their big house was behind the trees. It still remains.
I never knew there was such a place spelt exactly like my surname. I have been there twice in my life and purchased a book on Langrish. It made very interesting reading. I visited the village in 1987 and again in 2006. I found some changes in the village. Looking forward to visiting your little village again very soon.
I was born in Eastbourne Road, in a house opposite the sand pits and the common. My name was Wendy Mitchell. With my sisters and brother I would spend hours picking bluebells and primroses and climbing trees there. At the bottom of our garden across a small field was Leigh woods which had a stream running through it. We would cross the stream via a fallen tree at what was known as Diana's ...see more
Our house was at the end of the private cul-de-sac. "Rustwick".. Lived there until we moved to Brisbane, Australia, in 1967. I well recall climbing the Rocks, and the Penny Candy Store?.. I recall the sherbet filled wafers "Flying Saucers", ... always a treat! Great memories, a wonderful place to grow up - safe, yet great for exploring! Greg, Long Island, New York
A St Marychurch lad I lived in Hampton Farm Cottage, Hampton Farm, Hampton Lane, St Marychurch, Torquay, Devon. I had been away from Torquay for several years - Army Service, etc....... but did eventually return to find that a BY PASS had been cut through the Farm area and there it was in front of me... the road by passing St Marychurch.... but no Farm and no House... not a trace... except for perhaps ...see more
A St Marychurch boy, I lived at Hampton Farm Cottage, St Marychurch... and I can still smell the tar and the salt from old fisher and other boats pulled up on Oddicombe beach... and I can still feel the beautiful shining pebbles.... Together with my friends Brian and Roy - just two of many wonderful pals - we would spend school holidays at the back of Hampton Farm, scrumping apples, making camp among ...see more
My memories are the happy times I spent as a child at the lido. We had little money, just a bottle of water and dry bread and jam on a Sunday morning and fun in the Lido. I well remember Harry Wood the baths attendant. He used to let us stay over our time. My brothers used to throw me in -- I soon learnt to swim -- yes happy days. Renee Greenwood nee Cobb
Iris was my partner and Sid was our mad white poodle. We first had a holiday from 1995 and we liked everything we encountered, the people mostly, whatever we did it was good. We hired a chalet owned by Jim Coker. Sue was his partner and she managed things for him. We used to go to the auctions and the boot sales further afield, but the good feeling was getting back to Dymchurch for Iris to feed the horses ...see more
The building in the corner was Brighton Teacher Training College. The building at right angles in the distance was a hotel. My mother Florence Starkey was studying in the Teacher Training College top floor and looked out of the window across the angle into the side window of the curved bay hotel window to see a woman hovering strangely in the shadow of the back of the room. Their eyes met. She looked ...see more
I was a member of the choir. In the 1930's and throughout the war years the church would be packed for the morning service every Sunday. As a child I used to look forward to the Magic Lantern shows put on by the vicar Mr Sharpe. These occurred after Evensong. The Catholics of the village came in after the sevice and were welcome to see the presentation. Mr Sharpe had been a missionary at some time in ...see more
I was born in Godstone in Ivy Mill Close, just the other side of the Green. I walked to the primary school along the Bay Path. My Gran lived in St Mary's Almhouses right opposite the school and I would go there for lunch. The chapel attached to the almhouses is beautiful. I was married in St Nicholas' Church adjacent to the almhouses. The village has now changed a lot. I remember going to Sylvie ...see more
I lived in Morden from the age of 3 to the age of 16. What I really remember is that I made model aircraft of many different kinds which I used to fly in Morden Park. I used to cycle to "Normans Model Aircraft" shop in Kingston Road, Wimbledon to buy my supplies and spend many, many happy hours building the aircraft. I used to fly them until it was too dark to see them and return home happy - even if they had crashed, ...see more
I am a New Zealander, as my more recent ancestors have been for more than one and a half centuries. My ancestors had emigrated from Highworth twice during the 1800's - firstly to Australia for 9 years with the new Australian Agricultural Company in the early 1820's ...and, then back to Highworth. In 1841 they again emmigrated, but this time permanently to NZ. Descendant families have been in NZ ever ...see more
My mother and my step-father lived in the flat above Strattons from about 1965? They loved it there and were very upset when they had to leave. Their names were Alec and Pam Munday. He worked as a plumber for Strattons. He died about ten years ago but my mother lives in Godalming now. My aunt Wendy Jones still lives in Churt in Green Hanger, and my uncle Danny Jones works in the Crossways Pub sometimes. ...see more
As a child in the late 1950's and early 1960's, I and a whole bunch of mates used to go to the Regal cinema on Saturday mornings. We went through the town park as the most direct route and would often stop off on the way back to fish for minnows and sticklebacks in the lake. During the winter of the big freeze (1963 I think) the lake froze over and the sight of all that frozen water acted like a magnet. Before ...see more
Ledsham station was on the Hooton - Chester line. On the railway bridge at the end of Ledsham Road you can still see the glazed tiles that were part of the interior of the entrance building. The 'Cheshire Yeoman' across the road was originally called the Station Hotel. The station itself was quite large (4 platforms) though most of this has been filled in and is now covered in part by the Welsh Road.
Your memory from Clive. Was that Clive the Co-op milkman? I lived in Fortescue Road during the 50s and 60s and I used to wait on the corner of Fortescue Road and Watling Avenue early in the morning waiting for Clive to come along and, with luck, if he didn't have a milkboy I would get the job and the half a crown that came with it. If Clive had a milkboy for the day I would wait an hour or so for Arthur the Express ...see more
We moved to Brighton in 1959 and my parents Pat and Jim Webb bought a house here after spending their honeymoon here (lived in Dulwich). I remember when there were very few cars parked in the road and we could always play safely out on the street. Nowadays cars are parked top to tail in both directions! We lived at no 3 and there used to be a big field behind our house and my brother and I would go scrumping ...see more
The building shown on the right of this photo was Benfleet Yacht Club's boatshed. The clubship is the large, dark boat moored near it. When I was a child, we used to swim in the Creek from the slipway at the Yacht Club. We could swim whilst the tide was coming in, but had to get out as the tide turned before the stuff from the sewage outfall got washed downstream to the Yacht Club!!!!
The pub on the right of the road shown in this photo used to be called 'The Crown'. In the late 1960s/early 1970s a lorry driving down this hill jack-knifed and demolished the front of the pub. After the building was repaired, the name of the pub was changed to 'The Half Crown'.
The bridge that this photo was taken from used to open so that boats could get through it to the Yacht club. The Yacht club had to be moved downstream of the bridge before the new, non-opening bridge was built.
I became landlady of The White Swan as it was then, with my husband Gordon, who has since died. It had previously been run as an up market restaurant, but had not been successful. We concentrated on the village life, bringing the community together. Introduced bar skittles, darts, and instead of the restaurant, kept to plain English home-made cooking. We always had a themed New Year party, and people would be ...see more
I grew up in Kirkcaldy and this castle and its grounds was a great mass of interesting places to hide, climb and explore. It was in effect our playground between the years of 1984 through to 1988. Even the local high school (Viewforth) used the park grounds to the left of the castle and still does for cross country.
I am looking for information about Sarnesfield in the 1700s and about the court house. Also, as I live in Canada and do not know much about the British law system, I would need to know how the courts operated in those years. What I need to know is about the size of the town, prominent citizens, marketplace and anything else you could tell me about Sarnesfield. Or where I could obtain this information. This is ...see more
Did Ledsham actually have a station? I've seen photos of what is titled Ledsham Station, but I've also seen a photo titled, 'Little Sutton, c. 1906' with a lovely sign above the building in the photo saying '1909', which has lead me to distrust photos from the past somewhat. I've tried Googling for information on the station, but I cannot for the life of me find anything about it to see if it exists. The ...see more
I remember Clapham High Street well. My mum worked in Lyons Tea Shop that stood next to the bank. It turned into the butcher shop. I remember meeting my mum, she would have all left over cakes. We thought it was great - all the sticky buns and gingerbread men. It was memories of my childhood.
I lived in Kirby Hill for one year from 1965 to 66, I was a 13 year old boy. I absolutely loved my time there and have many happy memories. My Mother and Father bought the Shoulder of Mutton in 1965 taking myself and brother Frank ( then aged 7) to live in this fantastic area of North Yorkshire. My Father in fact was responsible for creating the restaurant area from what was then the beer ...see more
Great times were had at the river at the bend as we children called it, we would make mud slides down the banks. What fun we had. There was always a good crowd there on a Sunday afternoon, but now its all quiet, no swimmers, the bend has long since gone.
My mother has a copy of this photo on her wall. She remembers a photographer asking to take the photo and then sent them a copy that was printed as a postcard (She still has the original card which I enlarged and printed for her many years ago). I am told that the 2 ladies pushing the prams are my grandmother (Peggy Prebble) and her twin sister (Elsie Cheshire). The girl in the middle is my mother, Patricia Margaret and the girl in the pram is her sister Joyce.
Oh yes, the War was on during this time. Shops were open their regular hours. The locals bought their necessities and everyone came and went as usual. The general feeling was 'To Hell With Hitler, we will carry on regardless'. This also meant birthdays for children went on like normal. My aunt from Manchester, Auntie Burley, came to visit us at Buckhurst Hill. While here she would help celebrate ...see more
This image of Prudhoe and the Tyne Valley is very interesting because the Northern or Ovingham side has not changed greatly. Field boundaries etc are as I look at. But the southern side where the photographer stood is now and has been since the 1970s a mass of houses. Prudhoe Castle First School is probably somewhere in the near aspect of the view.
I was born in East Harlsey in 1946 and was educated in the village school which of course is now a private house, or is it two. I remember there being two classrooms and, if my memory is correct, the teacher was a Mrs Lyle?? I seem to remember we called her "jam pot". At that time the shop was run by a Mrs Topham, not sure of the spelling. My grandmother was the caretaker of the village hall as she was for about ...see more
I was born and bred at home, 19 Newall Street Salford 5, in 1960. A small street just off Eccles New Road near to Cross Lane. I often sit and remember the tight, cobbled streets where we played Rallyheaveho, Football and Kick Ball Hide. All the kids, all the time, we just loved playing......Robbers Knock, a game that would get us a clip round the lughole if we got caught!..'The Purse Trick' was our ...see more
My mother is now 86 years old and her short term memory is failing fast. She can remember things from her childhood more easily. She was born in Silver Street, Milverton in 1921, the daughter of Percy Frank Moore and Hilda Winter. Percy was a local baker and he would take her on his bike to deliver bread around the village. She says she played in an area of land called the "the Kill". Percy was later persuaded to ...see more
The Marine Parade East is where the Geisha Hotel is on the corner of Orwell Road. This photo is of the road in about 1955 and the hotel can just been seen along the road on the left.
The Royal Hotel was built in about 1872 and was still a hotel right up to about 1994 when the building became disused and went into a bad and poor building!!! But in 2007 the building has now been started work on to restore it to how it used to be back in the 1960s and 70s and is going to cost around the £10,000,000 mark.
My father was one of the local butchers, Jack Grigg. He and my mother ran the shop opposite the church. My grandfather was John Charles Grigg who lived at a house called Mount View at the bottom of Rose Hill. When my father was born he was living at no. 9 Station Road. My greatgrandfather, Charles Rogers Grigg lived at Canal Cottages between the canal and Bailey's corn store. My great-great ...see more
Interesting seeing the comment about Lee Tower Ballroom, I also have many memories as my Dad played in the Tower Band. The band was Bert Sharps Band and my Dad was Harry Weston, Tenor Sax and Clarinet. If my memory serves me well, the drummer was an ex-Marine bandsman called "Nobby" who I sometimes sat with as a lad, pianist was Jack Grist and trumpet was Danny Deveraux whose son by a great coincidence, I served in the army with in 1963.
