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I lived at 2 Fullerton Road from 1956-1965, it was a cul-de-sac in those days. It was lined with Plain Trees with sticky leaves. There were a couple of factories at the end on the left hand side, the names fail me now. Garages were at the bottom of the road that backed onto gardens of big houses. Roy Turner, son of Mr & Mrs Turner, No. 15, always organised a sports day every year with fancy ...see more
I also, remember my first day at the old school in Miss License's class, using chalk on slate. I was born in 1952 and must have gone there in 1957 for a couple of years, because I can also remember being in Miss Goodchild's class. I remember the girls chasing me and pinching my school cap and throwing it on top of the air raid shelter. I remember Miss Rosier the headmistress as being quite strict. I can't ...see more
I have fond and warm memories of school holidays in Bentham. I used to get sent to visit my Auntie Annie and Uncle Jack Heron, thay have a son, Roger Heron. Their house was a small terraced with the garden over the road, no houses in front. Can any one identify the location in Lower Bentham as I would like to visit?
My grandfather, Frank Green, lived next door to Stevens shop in Ten Mile and was the local baker working from Hilgay High Street, with his family. He supplied most of the surrounding fens and West Derham etc.. with bread and grannery products. My parents, Kath and Len Dearsley moved to Coventry during the war, but when I was young they used to take my brother and I to Ten Mile for the school ...see more
I went to Worth School for my final yeat at junior school and took my "11+" there; for some reason a number of us moved to Worth from Three Bridges Junior school. I am not sure of the year but think it must have been 1953/4. I do remember the football pitch had quite an uphill slope!
Hello - I work for the BBC 'Songs of Praise' programme and I am currently researching an edition of the programme to be filmed in Greenford, to be broadcast in December 2012. The theme of our programme is 'Wartime Christmas'. I am looking for people from the Greenford area who have memories of Christmas during World War 2. I'd like to ask about your memories of Christmas ...see more
My name is Lynda (Howarth) and I lived in Hulme from 1943 until 1953. My Mum was Edith Woods, and she married Stanley Howarth. My mum used to live in Mary Street and then we moved to Junction Street, after the war. I went to Mulberry Street School and my best friends were Anne (from a big family) and Pat Fletcher, who lived next door. I also remember the family called Sparrows. Another friend was ...see more
It is now 41 years since I resided in Rothley, and there is not one day that passes that I don't think about it. Recently I found photographs on an 'Old Rothley' website, as I was browsing I found a photograph of my parents standing outside of their shop, on Woodgate. Another photograph was of my father in his shop, and there was also one of school children at the Rothley Infant School in Church Street taken in ...see more
I lived in Camden Park Road back in the 1990's and I read Mr Arthur Battle's book, Edwardian Chislehurst, when I was living there. He was 90 when he wrote it, and it was published in 1988. It was fascinating to read his memories of his childhood in the years before World War 1 in the book. In 1994 I attended a local studies evening in the Church Hall by the common and Mr Battle was there, he was 96 years ...see more
I am seeking Jean Diane Burgoyne born on 5th September 1962 in Catterick, North Yorkshire - adopted in Knaresborough.
My name is Michael Mancey. In 1949, when I was four years old, my parents, youngster sister and I, moved to a brand new council house in Windsor Road. Although the postal address was Hounslow West, it was in reality Cranford. I started school at Cranford Infants School a year later in 1950. To get to school I walked across a field and crossed Woodfield Road then went down Byron or Chaucer ...see more
I was born in Braunston in 1941 but was taken to Hellidon as a baby to live with my mother's parents, the Burbidges. In Hellidon, the Methodist church was closed during the war period, so I was taken to the Methodist chapel in Marston to be baptised.
I believe the chapel is now a private house as is the one at Hellidon. If anyone has photographs or memories I would love to know.
My great uncle, Thomas ...see more
My stepfather grew up in Carshalton, and because he had to travel a great deal in his work, I lived on The Causeway in Carshalton with my step-grandmother. I attended Hackbridge Infants School, and Hackbridge School for Girls. I would be very grateful if someone could remember the name of the headmistress of the Hackbridge School for Girls in the year 1963. She was one of the sweetest ladies I've ever known. My ...see more
I attended Marton between 1961-1965. I am a catholic, so we went to church by car, as there was only a few of us. I remember the long walks on Sunday afternoon. The pictures on a friday night, girls on one side, boys on the other, with teachers sitting at the back. The Saturday night hop, all old fashioned dancing. I was in the netball team, dancing team, I did high jump and long jump. They were the best years of my ...see more
I was born in 1928 at Barrow Bridge. My father was a farmer, the house we lived in was the former home of the manager of the mill. The land he occupied was part of the Smithills Estate. One of my early memories was the flooding of the house; I dont know the exact year but I think it would be mid thirties. I attended Colliers Road School. I used to deliver milk through the village, and knew most of the ...see more
I worked at the holiday camp between 1979 & 1986 & I've never found a better workplace in all those years since. I started, loading plates in the washing machine for 1 hr a night & worked my way up to running the kitchen night shift when it changed from the 3 meals a day to a take away. I remember mini olympics week & the fact that in just 40 years its gone from a weeks holiday & ...see more
My uncle, Stanley Lee, owned the row of cottages called "Folly Row", and he let us rent the first in the row, number 19. This was our first married home and we were very thrilled to have a house to ourselves, as many of our married friends were unable to find anywhere to live and had to stay with parents. There was no electricity or water or main drainage at first, but we had a huge garden and wonderful ...see more
The building on the right hand side was owned by the Tuppers and is now the Swan pub/restaurant. Other than that, this picture is exactly how it looks now :)
I was in the first intake of the newly built Chippenham Grammar School. When we arrived for our first day there were no chairs, as war had just been declared and all transport had been commandeered for the movement of troops. So we spent our day perched uncomfortably on the desks and were then told to go home until further notice.
I remember spending time sheltering from air raids in the cellar ...see more
Our family moved to Burnham from Wimbledon, Raynes Park, in late 1948, to 34 Lillian Road when I was 4. We came like pioneers of the west in the back of my father's employer's canvas covered Ford truck; mum & dad in the cab with the baby brother, two elder brothers and me in the back, with two cats. Being Londoners we were not too well liked by the locals, such was attitudes in those ...see more
I remember the Prince Albert pub very well and also being scared of their boxer dog, Chang, who used to roam freely on the common, I think you can see Chang in the forground of the picture. I was born in 1952 and lived at No 27 in Woodhatch Road. We used to fly our model aeroplanes on the common and the common keeper called 'Goldie' used to tell us off for being on the ...see more
Hi, does anyone remember the Dorothy Squires/ Roger Moore relationship. I lived on Wonsant Rd, not too sure about the spelling as it has been a long time. I stayed next door to Dorothy at our friend's house and I remember them well. I have resided in Canada since 1965, so it would it would be nice if someone out there remembers that period in time, regards Clive Jeffrey.
I spent my infant years in Crossender Rd. In the winter we had hills nearby adjacent to the Southport to L'pool line. We used to roll little snow balls until they achieved a massive girth of a metre. Sometimes they would get out of control and smash into someone's fence or greenhouse (of course we kids were no where to be seen). My later misspent youth was engaging in ...see more
One of my earliest memories of school in Easington is of Miss Nicholson telling my mother, Alice Stephenson, nee Griffiths, that she would look out for me when I started at Easington Infants. Actually, I was never in her class. I had Miss Ferguson as a teacher before she became Head Mistress. I used to receive a Christmas card from her for years after I left school. She was a lovely lady. Miss ...see more
I used to walk down this alleyway to school. There is a sandbank on one side leading to the housing estate that I think is called Woodlands (It used to be referred to as the Wates estate). We used to ciimb up on to the bank in order to slide down it!
The narrow section at the top (the rest of it is a driveway) was a great place to go too fast on a bike, hoping that no pedestrians were coming in the other direction.
Although not born in Sanquhar, I used to visit a family there about 45 years ago. They stayed above what is now Norman's Furniture shop. The lady was called Nellie, can't remember her husband, but they had a son called Ivy. None of my relations can remember them. If any one rembers them can they post a reply please as I would like to know it was not all a dream!!!
The old arch extends the boundary wall of the Baptist graveyard and juts into Abbey Road. The Primary School is further along the road. On my first day at the school, in 1942, the new infants were enrolled for the morning only. I can remember my mother standing under the arch with a group of her friends waiting to meet me and walk me home. I remember hugging her with a sense of enormous relief that ...see more
I was at Whittlebury School from 1963 until about 1968 (I can't remember the exact date when I left). When Major Meager went, the school was taken over by a Mr Oram, who ran it until it closed. My parents took me away because the O level teaching was no good. I remember some of the incidents given by other people, especially Major Meager expelling his own son and Sooty's (I think his real name ...see more
I was born in 1952 in Redruth, but we lived in the prefabs which were built in Pengegon after the war. Two years later we emigrated to South Africa, where I still live. My mother, Thora Horler (nee Bawden) still talks nostagically about the prefab, saying it was beautifully designed. They're all gone now, as I suppose they should be, seeing they were temporary housing and it's more than 60 years after the war ended.
But does anyone remember them?
Vivien
My grandma and grandad used to live in one of the gate houses - Gerald and Lucy Woolmer!
I came to Upavon in the 1960's, my sister married a serviceman and they stayed in a cottage with a big barn off to the left and then, on the other side, a huge big field and I am sure there was a caravan site nearby. Oh I loved it, so picturesque even for my younger years. I remember going to the same corner shop and asking for a bottle of ginger, that was what we Glaswegians called Lemonade and the likes and the ...see more
Centre of road, driving towards the camera in his brand new ivory Ford Consul Mk II reg. 441 AAE is my recently deceased father, Captain G.G.Liles of BOAC (ex-RAF).1920-2006.
We lived in Brislington from 1949-1958, until moving away to Hertfordshire.
He had initially flown on crew transport from Filton to Heathrow, but when that service was terminated he had to drive there & back before each flight abroad, which was pretty exhausting in his old Morris, hence the new car.
My father taught at what was then Purley County Grammar School for Boys, from about 1935 to 1948 (with a break for war service), when we emigrated to South Africa. Like another memorist, I remember the sweet shop on the parade, where I used to buy liquorice sticks which my mother hated, as they invariably made hands, mouth and shirt dirty. She, incidentally, was a daughter of another Purley ...see more
I was born in this cottage on the 12th July, to Joyce & Dennis. I was the first baby born in this cottage for over 100 years. We kept a pig in our back garden.
My parents, John and Letty Pearce, ran the, as it was then called, Post Office Stores at Honey Tye. We moved, I think in 1961, to Petham Nr Canterbury Kent. I went to Stoke by Nayland school. When I left I went to work at Wissington Grange for Bob and Beryl Finch. Looking at the picture now, it is nothing like when we were there. A barn was at the side and an orchard at the back. Very fond memories of the place.
Late 60's booked stay in Port Quin with N T. It has always been one of the most delightful places to have been to. I think it is what most people would call the perfect Cornish inlet. I have not been there for years but just hope it is still as beautiful as I remember.
A story as told by my mother.
My mother lived in Abbotts Court Farm as a child. My grandfather was a farm tenant. Mum told us that that there were tunnels in the house that led directly to the church but they were never allowed down there. She told me there was always something a little strange about the house which was very imposing.
About ten years ago I visited Hoo and spoke to someone who lived in the ...see more
Hello, I was born in Franks Hall in 1940, in a air raid no less!. Anybody else!
Our parents used to take us for picnics on the Banks. In those days we had nets and used to be allowed to catch the butterflies and identify them. My father taught us the names of the wild flowers, there used to be wild orchids on the Banks then. The woods surrounding the banks were carpeted with blue-bells, so vivid in my memory to this day. Chestnuts were abundant in the autumn and we used to ...see more
My family lived in Charing Road. I used to get so excited when the big Christmas tree arrived on the green. When the lights were switched on, we all used to sing Christmas carols around it. It was so big and beautiful to a small child!
I remember the Copper Kettle where we used to have a cream cake as a rare treat, Arnold`s the toy store where the toys were displayed in a large window and where ...see more
In particular I recall the large number of invertibrates in the fields at the end of Harrowes Meade, butterflies, moths, crickets, grasshoppers etc. This was before DDT! The pond at Stonyfields (?) was crystal clear, with Sticklebacks, Tadpoles, Frogs, Bullrushes. Now it is dead, covered with a film of oil, such a shame.
I would like to contact my first girlfriend, Barbara Davy (Davies) who ...see more
I was born in 1954. My parents were Bill and Renee Ashton, sisters Margaret, Isabel and Irene. My father was in charge of parks and cemeteries in Westhoughton until reorganisation circa 1973 when he became superintendent of parks, Bolton South. Mother was president of towns womens guild and both were active members of Bethel and local charities. Lots of Howfen memories, anybody same@?:???
So long ago! I remember looking at it when passing by car on our way to seeing friends in Bedford.
My parents had just moved to England from Italy. I wonder if they met here...
My uncle, Lewis Clarke and aunty Gert, the butchers, had 4 children, my cousins. Gillian at the time was single and had a friend called Mac who was a pilot at Manby and when he flew over the village he would lower one wing as a wave. Then there was Gilbert he went to Louth Grammar and one day a week he would go in army uniform. Then Cheryl and Philip, they were both a similar age to ...see more
I went to Isleworth Grammar School between 1956 and 1961. At lunchtime my friends and I used to cycle to Osterley Park. We used to stop on the way at the bakers in Thornbury Road and buy "stale" cakes for a 1d each. Better than school dinners. Had completely forgotten about it until I saw 'Memory of Osterley Park'.
We moved in to a brand new semi, No. 22, before the war in August 1938.
The Rappapore family lived at No 20 and the Bannisters at No. 24.
On the outbreak of war we were evacuated to my great Aunt in Ludlow until the intial scare of being bombed to bits was over.
Work on the estate ground to a standstill leaving many properties unfinished and open. On what must be the plot of Nos 1-5 was an abandoned ...see more
When this picture was taken my mum and dad used to live here.
Just want to collect a few pictures of where I was born. Don't have any memories of Bedford as my parents moved to Wellingborough in 1962 when I was one year old!
I spent many summers in Stoke Hammond visiting the Davis family in Tyrells Road, my father's uncle, aunt and cousin, from the early/mid sixties onwards through the passing of his parents Jack and Betty untill the death of Alistair a few years ago. My dad's cousin, but a major influence on my and my own family's lives.
My greatest memory of the shop was Fred's friendliness and how he welcomed the invading Scottish ...see more
We emigrated to Pennsylvania from Accrington in June, 1954; I was seven years old. One year later we returned to England and settled in Farnborough in May, 1955. My father worked for Turk, Krish and Barstow, Solicitors, who were located in a bank building, I think, on Lynchford Road. We lived about a mile away at "Trevone" on Lynchford Road - across from the Aldershot army housing. There was a playground close by ...see more
I was born in Ferrers Rd (behind Ice Rink in Streatham). Moved to Kempshott Rd at beginning of the sixties, it was the road past the Pied Bull pub and South London Motors (a huge car sales place) was on the corner. Spent many a happy day on Streatham Common, never allowed to go paddling by my mum cos there was a polio scare at the time and she was too scared for me to bathe in one of the two paddling pools. ...see more
I was born in Templecombe Hospital in 1956. My dad is Ron Hatcher who was also born in Templecombe. We lived in Templecombe until I was three years old then moved to Castle Cary, but returned frequently to visit my grandparents and various cousins and aunties. I have wonderful memories of summers spent at Gran's house, going down "the rec", trainspotting at the station and sitting under the yew tree eating ...see more
My mother was born in Margate and we spent our holidays there from early 1950s-1970s staying with grandparents. Does anyone remember the puppet theatre in The Lido? I remember my parents taking me there when we were on holiday. I think there was an aquarium next door. I remember deckchairs in the middle with the man playing the organ, and then the painted golden horseshoes on the ground which led down the steps to the ...see more
The Army
My call up papers came with a railway warrant for Gloucester, where I and another group of lucky lads, were picked up by army lorry and taken to the barracks of the Gloucester Regiment for our six weeks basic training. Unloaded at the barrack square, we were marched (shambled) to our huts, then to the QM stores for uniform and kit.
The Army does not give you your kit, it is yours “for the use of” during your ...see more
I am a Malaysian and I did my PTS training in Arrow Hall, in 1965. With me was another Malaysian girl by the name of Ng. There was a nursing home upstairs and the lecture hall was on the ground floor. We stayed on the first floor. I remember Avril who was our room-mate. Jeanette and Agnes were among some of the students. Sorry I cannot recall their surnames. I hope to revisit Arrow park this October when I ...see more
North Somercotes during the 50s (1953-1960)
My mother, Gwen's side of the family were from North Somercotes. They were called Humberstone. She had 5 siblings, Donald, Percy, Gert, Did, and Winnie. She was Mrs Duncan McCaw. I was born in 1948 in Norfolk, as my father worked there. My uncle Don had a painting company and my father decided to work for ...see more
Mum, Connie Bridges, grew up here and married Peter Nelson in 1947.
I was born in London, briefly lived in Fairford and visited grandparents often for holidays.
Now live and married in Denver Colorado for 35 years. Just returned for holiday to stay with Mark and Barbara Bridges (cousin) and Peggy Bridges (Aunt).
I attended The Willows from 1950 to 1956 . I remember well Ms. Benham. I have been trying so hard to remember one of my favorite teachers who taught history? Anyone able to name her? I wish I could say my memories were as detailed as some of those given. What I do remember was how awful the food was for a couple of years, and yes we were made to eat everything on our plate, until a friend's mother took ...see more
I was born 1948 in Chop Well and lived in South Terrace down by Mark and Lenin Terraces. Played cricket for the juniors and had friends called Bill Bailley and John Baum. My cousins where Tom and Bill Hughes. My eldest brother was called Sid who moved to South Wales to work in the mines and we as a family moved there in the 60's. We have lots of found memories from playing in the woods.
I lived in 75 Russell Road, Palmers Green during the war years and after. Although very young, I remember the doodle-bug coming over our house and landing in Brownlow Road I believe, also picking up the shrapnel near the ARP station at the end of the road.
Our neighbours were the Plumbs, Churchills, Crowleys, Rayfields, and all us kids played in the street with no traffic ...see more
My friend, Shiela Thompson, lived in a cottage at Burdon. Her father used to work on Burdon farm, he must have been a labourer as I remember him always working. My brother and myself used to cycle up to the farm on a weekend and spend many a happy hour throwing ourselves out of the hayloft hatch at the top and onto the loose hay underneath. Most of the time we were covered in bruises as it wasn't as soft as we ...see more
I remember Feckenham Square when I was young and into my early teens. Both my grandparents, Vera and Jack Parker, are buried at Feckenham Church. My grandad was born in the parish and so buried in the parish. I live in Australia and visit the church when I visit my parents, who live in Headless Cross. My grandad and I would go to the square to watch the cricket and he said when he passed on, he would be buried in the church grounds so he could still listen to them playing.
I was born and lived for 12 years of my life in Fullerton Road, I lived with my parents sister and brother in my nan's house number 19. My uncle and aunt lived at the bottom of the cul-de-sac, I had an aunt in Stretton Road opposite St Martin's Church, which I believe has been demolished!! We, as children had great fun in the cul-de-sac, everyone new everyone, we had street parties and fancy dress ...see more
When I was a little girl I remember my nan Parker and I would go into Woolworth's and buy the broken biscuits. Now days that would seem so trivial, but back then it was a luxury and I never knew anything different. I now live in Australia and seeing this photo has brought back so many lovely memories. Thank You.
Does anyone out there still remember Hopleys Yard on the corner of Kings Road? Being one of the Hopley clan I worked there with most of my family in the 40's and 50's. Most of us lived on Kings Road too. My siblings were Frances, Marion, Edwin, Walter and Rob. Francis and Edwin lived in Sutton until the 1990's. Now 88, I have really enjoyed reading all the memories on the site, found by my daughter and I will be commenting on them in the future.
Notes of triple murders. I know lots of hear say but not many facts. I believe it was a mother, her one daughter and then the man took his own life. I have been told the man was having an affair, married one sister, having an affair with the other, got gun from his mate's farm (Cottrils Lane, Dancers Farm) then done the unthinkable. Very sad as my mother spoke about this. I lived at 136 Pelham. Hope this is of some use.
I remember Peter went in one day for a cup of tea, and stayed chatting. The horse got fed up waiting and came home five miles away. Peter was fuming; he had to walk home, and lost half a day’s earnings. He was ribbed rotten about this.
History: The name “Rainton” derives from a monk called Reynton who allegedly helped to carry the body of St Cuthbert from Lindisfarne to Durham, and halted near here for a rest ...see more
Trawlers go out for quite a while. The first catch goes into the bottom of the hold, and ice put on top.
Later catches go on top, iced again and on until the hold is full. Depending on the size of the catch, this can take a different amount of time. The bribe was for the fish from the top of the hold, as you can see this was the newest catch. This was then kept by Patterson’s, and delivered daily by lorry to ...see more
He then ran a wet fish trade from a horse and cart, but also ran a fish and chip shop. Last time I was in Houghton the fish shop was still there. In Newbottle Street, just up from the school and on the same side.
Gran was very proud of her horses and carts. As thing got better she had them made at Baileys
Joinery in East Rainton village. The carts were always light weight and hand painted with 'Margaret Wilson ...see more
Hetton Council then cleaned up the remainder of the site, put on topsoil, and turned it into a sort of small park. There are some articles I have from the local paper published at the time giving a bit more insight to what happened. The final demolition was started about 1963, families were gradually re-housed, and the last property, the old Fox & Hound pub, the last to go about the end of 1964. Ralph Peter ...see more
I was born in 1954 at 261, Uttoxeter Road, which was where the fire station is now. My memories are of a magical childhood in Normacot, until we were rehoused in Meir in 1970. Some of the places I remember with much fondness include The Alhambra, Wright's pie shop, Ketrick's chip shop, Dewhurst butchers, Spare's sweet shop, Shaw's and Fryer's paper shops, Newhall Road mission, where I attended the Boys Brigade, ...see more
I have been looking for Ellisons Yard in Baxtergate, the birth place of my grandmother, Mary Jane Boyes. I have been left Whitby for some 45 years now and have started to do my family tree. Gran was born in 1889 along with several other siblings. Her father's name was William Wright Boyes born 1861 and mother's name was Alice Boyes, nee Harland, born 1864. There are lots of Yards along ...see more
My father, Joseph Sandwith, was born in Seaton, but moved to Birkenhead and worked for his Uncle Souter as a Potato Merchant, married my mother Peggy and started his own business as a Potato Merchant. He had three cildren, Brian, Marjorie and me, Josephine. His brother Martin still lived in Seaton and in the same house he was born in, called Hall Garth, he married Mary, had two boys ...see more
My first day of school was at Park Lane in the fall of 1949. One of the teacher's names was Mrs Reese. I thought that she taught arithmetic but stand to be corrected. I did not stay at the school long. We were sent to the new Wembley Manor school when it opened, there were only two classes at the opening as the school (Wembley Manor) was not finished completely.
My dad was in the army and we left Nairobi in Kenya and went to live at the TA Centre on Vicarage Lane in East Ham. I went to Burges Manor School for girls and next door was Thomas Lethaby the School for boys. One of my memories is going up to the Royal Albert Docks and going across on the ferry to Woolwich, or walking through the tunnel. In them days I was Grace Shipley - does anyone remember me? I ...see more
I attended Downshall Infants, Junior and Seniors; not the happiest of days for me. I remember being treated quite badly by Mrs Mansell in junior school who really had it in for me because my mother was a bit of a trouble maker. Also, Miss Addiscot the PE mistress at the senior school who seemed to think that sport was the most important thing in life and bullied anyone who didn't agree!! I would ...see more
My brother, Glynne, was on this ward for 12 months after a motor cycle accident. Proffesor Roaf was the surgeon who carried out the operation. On thinking back it may have been 1958 when the cantilever doors were opened and the patients were wheeled outside come frosty weather, no hospital bugs in those days!
I worked as a Bus Conductor with United Counties, Luton Depot. And I loved to work that route, the 54 Service. Sometimes we would have a 20 minute layover, so we would adjourn to "The Sow and Pigs" for a quick pint before returning to Luton. There is very little chance of that today.
My g g grandfather, Robert Jennings, is a resident at the pub with his wife Sarah and their children on the 1891 census. I always believed that he was the landlord as his son, my g grandfather, Charles, and his wife Florence ran it after him. Florence was the landlady of the Weavers until the 1970's. Towards the end of her life she was the oldest landlady in Britain.
