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If you needed exercise this walk would be more than you bargained for.
Later to become famous as the site of the marriage of Prince Charles and Camilla. There was a blessing ceremony later in St. George's Chapel but Queen Elizabeth would not give permission for them to be married in the Chapel as Camilla was divorced. Perhaps an omen of future problems now surfacing.
A good view of the connecting bridge between Windsor and Eton. Only now open to foot traffic.
Across from the train station for Datchet and other parts
I believe this is still in operation as a hotel, to the left are the boathouses where the Eton rowing club was housed.
I remember when the old Roadmaster double-deckers used this bridge daily on their run to and from Slough. Now the bridge is closed to road traffic and the vehicles have to detour around the Brocas to access Windsor.
Before it was closed to traffic and cobbled. Although the Goswell's ally was paved with ridges back in the 1800's to allow horses to get a foothold when hauling wagons down.
People who lived in Clewer in the 1900's wouldn't recognize the place.
Can't recall if the "old girl" was still standing at the intersection of Castle Hill and Peascod St when I visited in 2010, but she stood there for a great many years.
No matter how old it is it never seems to change
Even looking at this with nostalgia it doesn't ever seem to change
I visited this park again in 2010 but it doesn't look nearly as inviting now as it did then, the price of progress?
Looked as if it hadn't changed in eight years that I was away.
Before they tore down the left side. The Slough College of Further Education replaced these shops and flats, if I remember correctly.
Looked the same when I returned in 1958 to Slough
Still looked the same in 1958 when I returned to Slough.
We lived just down the street from this corner and it all seemed so small to me after returning from eight years in Canada. I had left England at age 5 and came back at age 13 which was quite a culture shock for me. But Slough and area became my local stomping grounds as my teenage years progressed until I returned to Canada in 1966.
At 16 the High Street was the place to go and be seen. The two cinemas within easy walking distance, the park, the shops. What more could a teenager want?
My school, Slough Tech was right behind this centre
This was how we remembered Slough and it hadn't changed much when we returned in 1958, other than a lot more traffic.
I was born in Bellshill Martenity in 1989. I was born 6 months premature weighing 1 pound 04 ounces. I don't have any photographs to show and I was wondering if there was any information that could be sent to me by email which would mean alot to me. P.S hope to hear back soon, Thanks.
I also remember going on the boat across to Taynuilt. I have very happy memories of my childhood days in Bonawe. If you knew my Grandmother Mckinnon and her daughter went on to marry Tommy Shaw they lived in the Guilt which has now gone. If you wish to contact mail me on this. P.S hope for a reply, Thanks.
Re the murder previously referred to, I remember this well. A son killed his parents in Montrose Avenue....just 3 doors away from my home. I don't recall their name, it was in the late 50s, as police were all over the place on my return from Bishop Perrin school.
I lived in part of the Governor's house in 1973. The back of the house extended to where the car park access ramp is now, before the shopping centre was built. In the cellar were bread ovens and a bricked up tunnel that went under the market square - a number of tunnels apparently linked important buildings. The upstairs rooms, on 2 floors, had stone floors which were very uneven - difficult for ...see more
I used to live round the corner from Oscar's shop, my father was the Headmaster at Bin Brook School. I remember well having a go on Steven Cooks motorbike round his yard and very occasionally driving Oscar's van, delivering groceries on the camp. I could never get on with the clutch in his A35 van, he always put kangaroo petrol in when ever I drove it (I was learning). My sister still lives in the village. Magic ...see more
If I remember rightly, the Middle Lane school / Knottingley High School opened around 1966/67, as we were the first ones to go to the school after leaving Ropewalk School where we did our first year. I stayed at Knottingley High until I left in 1970. I was in what was then called 4 building. I remember teachers such as Miss Ulyett, Miss Clapham, Mr Brooks, Mr Renshaw, Mr Carr, Mr Calvert, Mr ...see more
I well remember the line of elm trees beyond the lady pushing the pram. On a sunny afternoon I recall playing in the park when a V1 'Doodlebug' with its distinctive, pulsating jet engine flew low over the trees, (right to left in this photo) chased by a Spitfire. As a defensive measure fighter aircraft attempted to fly alongside the V1 seeking an opportunity to tip the wing of a Doodlebug to crash ...see more
I was married at this church on 25th March 1978. My grandmother, Evelyn Sanderson also played the organ here, and at its sister church St Georges further up Park Rd. My grandfather's funeral service was also held here; George (Joe) Sanderson. It was a shame to see this church demolished for the shopping centre's car park!!!
Towards the end of the war a 'British Restaurant' was built in Brent Street, immediately to the left of this photograph viewpoint and directly opposite the Brampton Grove junction (Barclays Bank as shown in this photograph stood on one corner of Brampton Grove and the Post Office on the other). It was a fairly large restaurant that served basic, wholesome meals at reasonable cost and 'off the ...see more
I was born in Croydon in 1943, moved to Addington, then Birchington (Kent) before returning to New Addington in 1953 where I attended Wolsey Junior School & Fairchildes Secondary School. Shirley Secondary, Lanfranc Boys School & finally John Ruskin Boys High. I have many vivid memories of life in New Addington in those early days for this large sprawling estate. Built on a windswept hill ...see more
My parents owned the Tip Top Cafe which was on the right of the picture where you can just see a parade of shops with flats above, which is where I was born. The bus stop in the forefront is where I used to catch the 65 or 265 bus to school in Surbiton. I also remember when the cafe was a meeting place for bikers (not rockers) and the cafe opposite was the meeting place for the Mods on their scooters.
I lived at Lymm Conservative club from 1949-1955 & my brother & I went to Pepper Street School. We knew Walter & Margaret Haddon, who were caretakers at the school. We loved to play in the playground when the school was shut - much more fun. I remember the house in the picture but never knew it's significance. Has anyone any photos of the Lymm Con. Club? Sue Beetson (was Reddish).
I managed to enter the world in Lord Street, West Bradley, 1944. I attended St Martins and earliest I can remember lived in a prefab in Moxley (Castleview Road). After St Martins I attended Stonefield school. Moved to Wolseley Road about 1952-3 - I believe the prefabs were then knocked down. Yes I remember playing in the fields before the college was built. Also taking a short (?) cut across the ...see more
Dear Joan, Thank you for your contact. It was a wonderful surprise. I am sure a shared memory amplifies the nostalgia. I logged in to FF and got very teary (I am a big strong boy 73) and memories flooded back. I too played on Bidston Hill and Thermopylae Pass was a favourite Sunday walk with my wonderful dad. I remember the summers and snowy winter walks and home to Sunday roast. I often told my ...see more
My mother was from Newtown in Cardiff, near the docks. It was a community of very poor Irish immigrants. My great grandmother had a job cleaning the City Hall. She would walk through Cardiff in the early morning and do her work which included polishing the steps then walk all the way back home again, a good few miles. On the way she would stop at her friend's house and her friend would make her a cup of ...see more
Little shop known to us as Blind Johnnies, used to buy my sweets there, entered by going down two steps from street level.
Page the Bakers used a hand cart to sell his products round Burntisland - it was a two wheeled cart with a domed roof and fitted with breadboards inside. I think the employee that pushed it was related to the Foreman family from the Rossend area. Made a pastry type called treacle puggies, wonderful!
I remember spending many an hour in the museum. I recall there was a stuffed rhinoceros just inside the front door, always looked as if he was charging at you. My parents ran the sweet shop/newsagent/card shop (Wilcox) just down the road from the museum and across the other side of the traffic lights. There used be a pub on the corner that was pulled down and the butcher shop - Graves? - was extended.
Memories of Frimley back in the early sixties. I worked at Southern Instruments on Frimley Road and the first telephone answering machine was developed on site (the machine was the size of a small suitcase). There was a record shop in the High St where we used to go as soon as we got paid on a Friday and purchase all the latest singles, mainly Cliff Richard. Do you also remember the large hotel that was opposite ...see more
Living in Highmeadow Crescent just off Buck Lane, we went to Ollie Gollie (Oliver Goldsmith) Infants'Jnr school. Mum would give us 1/- per day for dinner money and sometimes I would spend it all on sweets!! My, could you get a lot of sweets for 1/-!!! I remember Bryant Stores sold super sweets and always smelt of tobacco. Such a little shop but never empty! I am the only one of 6 who has never been ...see more
If you are from Selby, you will know what this place was called locally.
My mum and dad married here in 63 and I was christened here in Dec 63. Lovely church.
I walked over this bridge with my gran in the late 60s. Was before it was repaired. At the time you could see the river between the boards.
Hi Keith I am Barry Smith's brother, Martin. Barry often used to talk about the good times you had and the holiday to Newquay, I would love to hear from you. Very best wishes Martin S Smith
Must have spoken to you at some time as I used to buy all my singles, ep's & lp's from Rhythms. Used to go in one of the booths to listen before I bought and I am pretty sure I bought my first record player there. Goods times being a teen when the Mods & Rockers were all the rage. Burtons was on the corner where I bought my first suit, and there were more shoe shops in Redhill than any other type. ...see more
I am looking for any information on Bernard and Jean Buckley and their daughter Alison. Bernard is my uncle and I haven't had any contact since moving to Australia in 1966. Would really appreciate any information.
I just read the coment by Jackie Payne, I would love to see the photo of her mum outside her shop. I often went in this shop when little with my mum and she talks of all the things I used to do, even playing on the dump, which I always believed belonged to me as it was next to my house. I used to live in Gloucester Circus, for all I know we may have played together. I must have lived on that dump. We ...see more
Does anyone out there have any photos of this old house which I believe dates back to the 1600. Iit was a welfare hospital for mothers to have their babies - much has been written but no photos. Would love some help on this.
Hi, I'm David Smith from USA. Was doing a geneology of my family and I have found that my family comes from Stanhope, dating back as far as 1587. I found this website and thought someone that comes here could help me, or even chat with me about Stanhope and to see if any of the family name still lives there. The last name was spelled 3 different ways when they came to the USA. The one we use most ...see more
I was born at 9 Mount Pleasant, Kingswinford, in 1948. It was a big house which used to be a pub, with four rooms down stairs and four rooms upstairs; the only lighting was down stairs and you had to go to bed using a candle. Four families lived there, my great grandparents (Downton), my grandparents (Churchman), Uncle Bert and his wife (Churchman) and my parents David and Doreen Churchman. My great ...see more
I remember Church Road for the wonderful Holy Trinity Church (still there and a poignant link with old Bracknell). It also housed the old council offices where we paid our rates when we first moved to Bracknell from South London in 1954 and, I believe, a community hall where I once learned the rudiments of first aid with the Red Cross. Church Road was a very attractive road as the picture shows, with plenty of ...see more
I lived with my family at 19, Blackmans Close, Dartford in the late 1940's. As kids we spent a lot of time at Dartford Heath. After the war I remember seeing nissan huts for German prisoners of war at the Heath. I recall seeing paintings of cartoon characters on the walls. I have made a few enquiries, but no one seems to remember. I am living in Adelaide South Australia and would love to hear from someone out there. Bye for now, Barb.
I was born in a masonette in Beverley Gardens, Western Avenue, in the middle of an air raid in 1943. Yes, I do rememebr buying an ice cream from Creamery Fare in Greenford. My local shops were across the road in Medway Drive and included, Pearks the grocers, Edgars the greengrocers, Wymans the newsagents, Felts half shop the grocers where you could buy products on tick, Macs, another half shop ...see more
My father, Steve Storey, was the postman for East and West Harlsey in the 1960's and 70's. I used to walk up to the village with him in the late 60's to do the afternoon postal round in East Harlsey. I remember the post office and shop run by the Topham's, they would get anything you wanted and indeed, many of my Christmas presents came from there, my dad telling them what was needed and they duly ...see more
Yes I remember your wife, I used to live at number 9 Kenley Road with my mum and dad and sister Carol. My name is John Thomas. My dad was a lorry driver and worked for Wiggins and Sankeys, delivering bricks and stuff all over England until he got a job in Brentford Market. Sadly, Mum and Dad died years ago, Dad at an early age and my mum not long after. My sister lives in the West Midlands and I have been in ...see more
If this is the park north of Aston, I walked many times with my granddad. I was in Aston from the States, stayed on Old Road.
In the early years, when I worked for the N C B at Langley Park Pit, all the lads, myself included, looked up to the big coal hewers, Garforth, Calland, Gardner and Co, but there was another fella there that we would like to be a friend of but were too young. His name was Dennis James, he joined the army and when he came home on leave he brought with him a monkey. This monkey kept getting out into the streets. ...see more
I was a pupil at this School in approximately 1971-1972, when we lived in Windsor Road, Lindford. My dad was in the army and based at Longmore. Lovely, happy memories of this school! Anyone remember lovely Mrs. Marrack? She was a really unique woman. Seemed old at the time! I was one of the first pupils to move into the new School, and it was a big change to our old classroom (a building all on its own near ...see more
Around this time I lived on Falconer Crescent on New Parks, the last house before the farm, next to Barnados. It seems a recurring memory for all - the walled garden and orchard, I used to work there weekends. I swept the long drive of leaves in the autumn and remember creosoting the summer houses on warm summer days. To get from the walled garden (one bad memory - the gardener would hang dead birds and mice to ward ...see more
I did my apprenticeship at Woodward Bros electricians, High Street and had to do a lot of repairs at the Sterling Cinema. After the job was finished, Mr Hawkins, manager, used to give me a complementary pass. I shall always remember.
I was born in Tooting Police Stn or nic as Dad called it. He was a home beat officer there for years. I spent most of my younger days down in the horse stables grooming or mucking out. We lived in flat no 1 and it was a great place to live in the sixties - my dad was nicknamed Paddy due to his Irish heritage - all the flats are now offices as far as I know.
This is not so much a memory as a request for information. The Pine Apple Beer Shop, Mountnessing Village, has cropped up in my family history research and I would like to know more about it. I cannot find any reference to this shop anywhere and wonder if anyone can help. Many thanks.
This was where the market was held, we used to buy ice creams and sit in the gardens at the side of the church on a sunny day.
My grandmother ran the candy store on Prestongate for many years. Many happy memories. There was Audreys next door and Pillings TV rental on the corner.
The Swan Hotel used to have very glamourous dinner and dances back then. The name Swan is made up from the roads from the hotel, Stapenhill, Winshill, Ashby and Newton. My dad used to ride his bike up and down the hill to Winshill all his working life and I remember climbing the hill if we missed the last bus home.
This photo is in reverse! Editor: Thank you for this info - we will have this corrected in a day or two.
I remember walking from the bridge onto the ox hay as a teenager, there was a fete and barbeque during the day and a dance at night under a big marquee, complete with a wooden floor. A liitle further along the bridge were the public baths and swimming baths, we used to go along there for a bath before we had a bathroom of our own.
I remember walking the bridge from Stapenhill grounds to get to school in Bond Street, it was the Technical High School then, but was the Burton Grammar School when my brother went in the 50s. The bridge was for pedestrians only and wow betide you if you rode your bike as it was a 10 shilling fine if you were caught. I remember walking across the bridge one bad winter, it was very icy and I slipped ...see more
I was born in Scotland and came to Old Thornaby in the mid 60s. I lived in Cobden St, 2 up 2 down. We had absolutley nothing, but neither did anybody else, no hot water or heating but we all managed. I had lots of friends and we played games like elastics and skips. Every road had a shop on it, like Jackie Lanes and in some shops you could get tick, then when your mam got your dad's wages she would go and ...see more
My granddad, Ron Beeson, was the manager of David Greig shop in Egham High Street from around 1956 until he died. My grandparents, Dad and uncle lived above the shop and my parents met when my mum went to work there. I spent a lot of time at the shop and flat when I was very young and they are some of my earliest memories. To get to the shop from the flat you had to come through the stock room full of boxes and ...see more
I remember the old swimming baths, just round the corner, and have pleasant childhood memories. The building was made of red sandstone and us kids used to grind red dust out of the walls with our 1d coins whilst queueing to get in. The police used to set those old speed traps there so us kids used to go round the corner and warn oncoming traffic. After a while the Police used to walk around wondering why they had not caught anybody and gave chase, but of course they were no match for us kids.
We all remember those days Robin, I still am in contact with Dave G and Terry G, mainly through Facebook as I am in Oz now. You would also remember the Orchid Rooms and the Quality Inn. I don't know if you have been back to Cliftonville lately but it hasn't fared well over time. Those were the days.
During WW11 my mother, brothers and I lived in Wellbank in a house belonging to my maternal grandmother. It was a carefree time for us, as children we did not understand War. The school was one room with three grades all taught by one teacher. I see by some photos it has changed immensly. I am now in my 80's and live in Oregon.
I lived in 50 Cwmnyscoy with my grandparents at the early part of the war years. I went to Blaendare Road School with my sister, Pamela, who was three years older. We had come from Cardiff and as we lived near the aerodrome we had nightly air raids, so we went to live with our grandparents, James and Jane Ann Jones. I have such good memories of plum pudding field, long walks with my grandfather where we picked berries in ...see more
I have lived in Lindenhill Road, Priestwood since March 1954, when my parents moved from Southwark, South London. My dad helped build the new town - initially by travelling down from London on the 'milk train' with his brother and brother in law, and then securing a Bracknell Development Corporation house. He worked on many of the houses in Priestwood 1 and 2 and also Wick Hill School (now Garth Hill ...see more
The newsagent was called l.B.Corne and Mr Corne doubled as Father Christmas at Meadowvale School when I was a youngster. His relatives also managed the post office based in the shop. My late mother attended the opening of the shop in the '50's and came back with balloons and paper hats for me and my brothers. A lovely shop then, with model railways running in the shop windows at christmas - lovely childhood ...see more
I remember our lovely old co-op with it's bank, cafe and range of good quality food and other goods. Kiddies Corner was a magical shop for youngsters to indulge their pocket money - I used to buy toy soldiers and model aircraft kits with mine! Another favourite was Hollingsworth's in the old High Street with the café at the back and some wonderful books for sale.
I remember Mrs Murphy who ran the shop next to the Market Inn - she was a no nonsense Liverpudlian (who knew all about Bessie Braddock & Cilla Black!) but was a very kindly lady. The shop was very handy if you had to get something before getting on the train, as she stocked a good range of goods. Her son sometimes served in the shop.
I was 2 years old when my family moved to Stair House. My father was Ted Miller and was contracted by the government to collect scrap metal during the war years. We moved in 1948 but I have strong memories of the village. What sweets were available from Mrs Fuller-Waters shop, the first haircut at the barber's, going up the hill, the golf course with a small stream running at the back of Stair House, and ...see more
Whilst studying at Stowmarket Grammar School from 1967-1972, I worked at Woolworths in Stowmarket. Living in Bacton, this meant that I had to cycle to the bus stop about two miles at the other end of the village and then get the bus in to Stowmarket. My reward for this Saturday's work was the equivalent now of about 90p! I worked at the front of the store on the biscuit counter; yes, people ...see more