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My grandad, Christopher Jeffrey had the donkeys on the Greensward by Clacton Bowling Club and I remember in 1951 when I was nine years old being given a ride on his donkeys.This postcard brings back happy memories of that long ago visit to my fathers parents. My grandfather had quite a few brothers and sisters, and my dad Ted Jeffrey, often told me stories about them .
I lived and went to Biddick Junior School, very close to here. I believed at the time, it was Brady Square (not Brady's) but learned later that it was named Brady's Square because the newsagent's shop there was originally 'Brady's'.
Born in 1943 and living in 'Washington Station' (now Columbia). I remember watching horses being shod here many times, when I was a child. I still remember the fierce heat from the furnace, with the Blacksmith and the horses wringing wet with sweat.
I remember the Chelsea Palace with great memories. My dad, used to work the spotlight on the stars - like Max Miller, Max Wall and Ann Shelton. I was so proud to think that it was my dad shining the light on the star of the show - great times!
I grew up in Leytonstone. Lost our home in Dyson Road from the bombing, and then moved to Forest Glade. Played in the Forest (and climbed the 'King and Queen tree' often) and rode my bike around Hollow Ponds - they were fun times. Went to Canterbury Primary School and then on to Connaught School for Girls. Does anyone have any photos of us at Copnnaught around 1953 - 1954? Miss Threadgold was my ...see more
My grandfather, and his family came from Odiham. They lived at Bury Cottage until at least 1908. I am connected to the Peskett, Clark, Champion, Pink, Lee and Windiate families of Odiham.
Regards, Andrew.
I remember catching the charabanc from Brighton seafront on a Sunday afternoon with my Nanna and invarably choosing the Wannock Tea Gardens coach outing. I used to love going there, it was a real treat for me as a youngster. We came for a good few years in the 50's and early 60's. Being a pensioner myself now, I have the privilege of living in Polegate. but sad that the Wannock Tea Gardens are no more.
I don't suppose there are many of us left now! I was an evacuee, and attended the County School. I was there for four years. How I remember the photographs of Maengwyn Street, Penrallt Street and the town clock - where the farmers used to congregate on Saturday afternoon and evening. The wooden benches at the front of the Powys cinema which cost 6d (when we had the money). Running to school (always ...see more
I moved to Harrow in 1969, and started DJ'ing in October 1969. I had a residency at The Shaftesbury every Thursday, Friday, Sunday lunchtime and then later in the evening (pubs closed at 3pm in those days). It was very busy there, so the brewery came along and said they'd build a Birds Nest Disco - and within months it was up! They asked me to run the DJ's but offered me silly money, so I refused, ...see more
I was brought up in Rose Street - I was born in 1969. I used to drink in the Queens. Walk down Rose Street now, hardly know anyone. I moved from Widnes in 2000 to Southport.
My earliest memory, is going to look at The Green, on the High Street in Fowlmere. It was in a poor state and the ceiling in the kitchen had collapsed. My father, had built a house in the village called Mere Place on Rectory Lane, so decided to take on the mammoth task of restoring this amazing house. One of his discoveries was the inglenook fireplace, which had been bricked in. The cellars were a no-go area, my mother ...see more
I used to live in the Coach House (now park offices) of Tilgate Mansion, when I was a very little boy. I went to school at Desmond Anderson. The Coach House and courtyard made up four dwellings. The groundsman lived in one, his name was Francis, with his wife and little boy - they later moved to Holmbury St Mary in Surrey. In those days, the lake was almost surrounded by rhododendrons. Mr Francis used to take ...see more
My mother, May Mallarkey was housekeeper at the farm around 1935/36. The owners, were the Hay family. A particular memory of that period was the big tree, (at least it looked big to me as I was only three or four years old) which was outside the front of the house. Another memory, was the weekly visit of the van with groceries, bread etc..After we moved to Dunnydeer Farm at Insch, my half-brother, Fred Mallarkey completed his schooling. The day he left Insch school, he went back to Templand.
I moved to Enfield in 1990, and lived just oppostie the Hop poles in Baker Street. Lancaster Road had a wide variety of shops even then. Three Greengrocers and a Butchers to start with, as well as several bakers. Next to the Co-op, an old lady sold eggs from a half barn door...nothing else, just eggs. I thought I had gone back in time. Chaplins video shop, The Art shop, dress shops and photographic ...see more
My sister and, I have such fond memories of 'our' bungalow in Lake Way- Happy Returns. Its door was painted purple. Our week in Jaywick was the highlight of our year. We were so excited to go there. I was only eight when we stopped going, but I remember Tony's Bingo. A bottle of sherry used to be passed at the top of each place at the bingo- if you got a line or a row when it was in front of you, you won ...see more
My family roots reach back to launcestone in the 1790, 1848, 1880. My ancestors even further back all christened in that church. In 1892, my grandfather came north to work in the mines of Yorkshire at the age of twelve (the good old days).
I too, was born at the Semon Home (although the family lived in Bradford), and the reason was, so far as I know, that the authorities wanted to keep St Luke's Hospital free for forces and other casualties. Until now, I thought the building still existed, but given the other comments here, I am going to check physically at the first opportunity.
Lived in Burgess Hill for over ten years and I am the little girl in the postcard !
My maternal grandparents ran Hooson's Cafe on Bangor Road, Conwy, very close to the city walls. My brother and I were put in boarding school near them - at Llandudno and Penmaenmawr - whilst our parents were overseas, so we could be near them for school holidays. Because they were busy through the day with the cafe (and grandpa used to run a fish and chip take-away booth down a passage adjoining the cafe at ...see more
I was born at 5 Cricklade Avenue on the 1st of December 1951, my name was Christine Bundy. When I was old enough, I went with my brother Robert, to Broadford School. I had quite a few friends that I used to play with, some of the names I can remember are: Maureen Mann, John Mann, Angela Ray and John Kirby. My best friend was Maureen Mann, who used to live in Chatteris Avenue.There was a park opposite their ...see more
We moved into Gorse Cottage, next door to the Rock Inn. Our cottage clearly shows on the left of the Rock Inn. The cottage was for sale for £500 but my mother, who was separated from my father, had no money. We watched the Coronation in the lounge of the Rock Inn. I was aged seven and had to sit still for hours, I was bored. My nanny was on holiday, and my mother wanted to ...see more
This Country Park is signposted just off the Penn Inn roundabout, and my family had a lovely outing there on a hot Spring Day. I have to guess that the photograph illustrated here is the site, because I imagine the lake may be artificial and perhaps didn't exist when the picture was taken ninety years ago. Certainly, I noticed much of the lake edge, fishing stations and boat launch quays ...see more
Hi Kids,
I taught at Marton Camp School having left Loughborough Training College in Sept 1958 until I left to work in Outward Bound Schools in December 1959. Sadly, I have not kept in touch with other teachers, apart from Ed Cartner and Liz (Dom. Sci. teacher) who married and now live in Plymouth. I was also friendly with Howell Jones, Jackie Peake, Peter Booth and Mr. Carrick who ...see more
We moved to Southminster, Whitby Road and lived there till 1980 when we came to Burnham, where I live now. On 12th March 2008, I lost Glad so since then and now, live alone. I worked at St Peters School for seven years, and on building sites in Maldon & Southend. Coming from Brentwood - where I have added to my stories, still plenty to tell. Have written many of Billericay, my birthplace ...see more
I arrived in 1955, I was there for three years. I was not happy there, it was like a jail to me. I do recall the names of Clive Wood and Peter Adams - I do not recall any of the others. There was a girl with a birthmark on her face, her first name was Rita, I think. Do you remember a girl called Diana? she had Tourette's Syndrome.
Remember the cellar? We would all ...see more
On Saturday evening, I set off for Whitby on the bus and arrived there for 6;30 pm. On arriving, I thought of asking the bus driver what was the last bus back to Middlsbro, but then thought there was not much point as I was only going to spend two hours there anyway. I walked down the quay side and spotted a restaurant fully lit up, and almost full to the brim of customers all enjoying their food. Feeling ...see more
My Aunty Evelyn ran the post office in Oxwich for many years. There was a huge orchard attached to the post office. Upon retirement, she had the bungalow built next door and lived there until her death. As a young boy, I lived in the coastguard cottages nearby, before my father Frank Bevan, was posted to Flamborough Head in the Coastguard service.
I was a student nurse and The Hop Pole pub opposite All Saints Church was known as Ward 16. Liz Banks nee Earle
Does anyone remember me, John Simmons? I had a brother called Teddy, sisters Jean and Val and a little brother that was killed in Henley Street, when a shelter fell on him. I remember Maggi Browns and Jills clothes shop. Does anyone remember Arthers clothes shop in Falcon Road? My mum was Anni, and my dad Ted, who have now passed away. I had mates Colin Huwitt, Stanley Thomson. I went to Latchmere ...see more
House on the right looks similar, as it did when I used to live there in the mid 70's - just missing the white wash look.
As distant memory serves me, the zoo was the brain-child of a local man by the name of Frank Roche. He was also owner of two rea-painted boats which were used for taking tourists on tours around the Cumbraes. They were "Comet" and "Carefree". Unlike the other four boat hirers, who plied their trade from the shore, Mr Roche kept his clinker-built, former crash tender styled vessels at the pier, where he picked up and ...see more
I remember Betty Organ, mentioned by one of your contacts. She was in my class at Heston Junior School before the War.
I used to live in Aintree Lane, by St Giles's Church in the only council houses. I'm one of twelve children - the Ferrie's, and everyone knew at least one of us. I remember playing in Aintree race course, skating around the old race track, and going down the Old Roan bridge on carts and skates. The park, peapicking at Martland Farm, walking along the canal, to Maghull, the little shop by the Anchor bridge, ...see more
Born in Upney Hospital in 1954. We lived in Davington Road, and later in Halibutt Street. I went to Dorothey Barley and Erkenwald School, as did my sister Jenny and brother Joe. In the early 70's I worked in Stanley Morris hairdressers in Barking, a very (at that time) fashionable salon and very busy, and I worked with a great group of men. I will always remember them and the people of Barking fondly.
This was the NAAFI shop that served the military quarters at Watchfield, which housed the then many miltary and civilian staff of the Royal Military College of Science, and some of the students at the college, many of whom were from overseas.The RMCS is now the Defence Academy of the United Kingdom and is multi-service.
I am not a native, so to speak, of Shrivenham/Watchfield, but lived in one ...see more
I was born in the bottom house in Marsh Lane, in 1931. I came from a family of six boys and four girls. My father, was called John, and my mother, Sarah. I went to Halton School. There was a sweet shop at the top of our lane, which I think was called Johnsons. We moved to 3 Warrington Road before moving to Runcorn, when I was six years old. I am 80 now, and Astmoor will always be a great memory for me.
I spent my summer holidays in Cornwall in 1958. Two whole weeks on a farm just to the north of Marazion was not my idea of excitement, so I was not looking forward to it. However, things improved when we got there for two reasons.
Firstly, there was another family also booked in for their holidays, and they had a rather charming daughter of my age - where are you now Elizabeth ...see more
I lived in Hatch End, and went to school in Pinner where one of my school friends, Andy Butler (where are you now Andy?) revealed he collected bus numbers! Until then, I had never thought much about buses as I was used to getting the usual red London Transport double decker bus on route 209 to school each day. Andy explained, that there were such things as bus garages and that the garage in Edgware ...see more
Does anyone remember the Whitsun walk (known as the Whit walk)? We all dressed up in our finest clothes and paraded through town. I think the Selby Times has some old photos of my two sisters on that walk. Also, do you remember the Sunday School on Millgate, run by the Salvation Army? - I believe. Every Sunday we attended, we got a little stamp in a book, and when you had enough stamps, you got a prize. I was awarded a King James illustrated Bible.
I moved to Pitsea in November 1968, and my second child was due the beginning of December. We collected our keys from the council offices in Basildon, to our brand new house in Wickford Avenue. We were so excited, after being in a rented flat with a coal fire, this new house had hot water and blow out heating! A luxury compaired to what we use to have, and a inside toilet downstairs and bathroom upstairs too!. My son ...see more
Yes, I remember this factory and hated it. Every day I sewed buttons on army garments, how boring! It's no longer there, in its place was a car sales building - now changed to a store that sells reduced products. The terraced houses that once stood on Inkersall Road have also gone. Moving further up, you will find the Drill Hall where once entertainment was held there, live bands etc.. Now it is ...see more
RAF North Luffenham - when my husband was there, was a language school and remained so for quite a few years. They moved out and the army moved in, the pub opposite (or second school as it was called) by the lads stationed there. The quarters are now mostly private houses, and a few years ago my daughter moved into one. On visiting her, we realized her dad used to for babysit the people who lived there. Now, if ...see more
I too, was in Copley House with my sister Sheila. Our surname was Youngs (the sister in charge of the house was Sister Ada Fitzjohn). I was at first, in the nursery school on Chester Road until I was five and went up to the 'big' home. Many happy memories of Sutton Park, the lakes, the trees and the heather. We sometimes played truant from Sunday school, and went to the park ...see more
I was 17years old when I came to work at the Fleet Air Arm at Worthy Down. I wanted to join the army but, my Father wouldn't allow me to. So I joined the Naffi, and they sent me to Worthy Down - I loved my time there. Once I was taken prisoner, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Being a young girl, I did get myself into a little trouble now and then .Once had a run in, with I think was the Duke(?) of ...see more
My father was born in Gunnislake, and lived there until two years of age with his mother
Olive Sutton-Willcocks. My grandfathers name was John Willcocks, I think his sister's name was Sussie, but I'm not sure. My grandmother's, brothers name was Frank Sutton, he was in the Navy and was a Mason.
My grandfather's family owned the Rising Sun Tavern in Gunnislak,e or that is what I was told. My ...see more
My distant relative, John Wild was born in Owslebury in 1677. He married Mary Andrews in 1747, the family then moved to Twyford and then Hursley, and finally we ended up in Winchester.
My mother, was born in the workhouse in Briercliffe Road, Burnley in 1926, and never mentioned it until just before her death. She was full of shame and didn't meet her real mother until she was about 16. In those days, the workhouse was the lowest point you would reach, and must of been horrific, but she was a great mum and grandmother. I think the workhouse was partly destroyed and turned ...see more
Have just read about the gentleman who worked for Ledgers. I lived in Exeter Rd, and used to play with Joanne Ledger. I also remember going in the van with bench seats. I vaguely remember it being something to do with the church, either sunday school or similar. I went to a little Infant School at the end of the parade of shops. There was a sweet shop on the corner where I was allowed to buy a three old ...see more
My grandfather David Parfitt, worked in the colliery - he is sadly missed. He passed away in 1982 - he had black lung, but it was a heart attack that took him. His wife Glenys Mable Parfitt (my nan) passed away in 2006. Most of my family lived and work in and around the steel works. My father, drove the lorries bringing down the limestone to the kilns.
Is there anybody who would remember my mother Dawn Parfitt? I know ...see more
I lived in the army camp in the Rearsby area - looking for it on the maps, but cannot find it. Does anyone have an idea where it was? I had great times there, most were wooden huts. One day, we had a lightning fire ball come in to the house though a window and bounced around the room. We all stood and watched, to scared to move and then it disappeared, we could not believe it...I also remember the headlights of ...see more
From 1942 to 1960, I lived at the Waggon & Horses Pub next to the Samson. My memories are as a young boy listening to the sounds of all the big bands that played at the Samson. The kitchen staff used to open their windows at night so the music flowed across to my bedroom window. Samson nights were one of the weekly highlights in Norwich, then. And they laid on a late night Bus to get you home!
We live one hundred yards beyond these vehicles, towards the bottom end of Woodbrooke Way. Our house was built in 1958, so this photo must be later - and at a guess I'd say around 1960. Lovely nostalgic images though.
Anybody have any information on my third great grandfather and grandmother Thomas Davies born in Llanbedr abt 1832 and Mary Davies born abt 1837 in Upton, Liverpool He was a shoemaker in Well Street, Ruthin. They had a son and a daughter Mary Jane, and Robert Owen Davies. Mary Jane is my second great grandmother. I know Thomas' father was Hugh Davies and Jane Davies from Llanbedr. I have no idea how ...see more
As a schoolboy aged 11 of Kings School, Macclesfield I acquired a summer holiday job at Old Hall Farm, run at the time by farmer Robert Young and his wife Madge. As a consequence I spent weekends and holidays there for the next 2 or 3 years. I learned to drive the tractor of which he was very proud, a David Brown 990 Cropmaster Diesel, usually driven by Patrick Joseph O´Donoghue or Tresler Sandbach who lived ...see more
Lundhill is a steep hill that leads into Royston, where the Monkton coking plant lies. Just at the side of Lundhill was Monkton Row, it was to be demolished in the 1980s. But before then a big flat bed lorry failed to take the corner of the hill and ploughed into the wall - there was hardly any give in the wall because there was a raised field behind the wall. The noise of the crash could be heard some half a mile ...see more
Many a day I would walk into into York and would find time enough to walk along the Ouse River. I was approaching the railway bridge and saw four lads playing silly on a swing rope which was hanging but a few feet from the Banking side. Many times I had seen these lads or lads like them swing on the rope and get much pendulum where, when the rope with them on it was far enough high and out towards the center of ...see more
This photograph of Torpoint, Fore Street and Ferry Queue brings back memories of when I joined the Royal Navy at HMS Fisgard in January 1955. We were not allowed ashore, the term used on RN establishments and ships, during the first four weeks of our New Entry Period. When we were allowed out I well remember walking from HMS Fisgard down to the ferry, paying one penny as a foot pasenger, and then walking from the ...see more
To the left of the picture just out of sight was a bungalow converted into a shop ran by a Mrs.Cooper. The slim white line you see on the right of the picture was a concrete drive over a ditch leading to a butchers, who would sell the lard for cooking and the dripping separately for putting on bread. There is a gap betwen the semi-detached bungalows showing a gable end, this was lived in by Mr. & Mrs Braithwaite, ...see more
Any information or memories of the Empire cinema?
I remember it as fairly run down in late 50's but you could always get in to see the the horror films, even if you were only 11 to see over 16 films!
Other names ring a bell - "the flea pit" (probably shared by many cinemas) and " dirty dicks".
Has anyone old photos and or memories of the Park Hall cinema?
There was also a cinema/ picture house called the Olympia somewhere in Cwmcarn that probably was for silent only and closed when films went "sound".
A friend is researching the history of cinemas through the valleys and this is an assist for him as well as being interesting for other readers.
I lived at the top of Fishponds Road at no.27. It was a small council house enclave and our little bit of the road was shaped like a keyway, so it was called the key hole.
At no, 25 lived the Davies, 23 the Taylors, 21 Cox, 19 Aslem, 17 the Stephens and 15 not sure.
13 was Nash 11 not sure, 9 Kings, 7 Kellys, then 29 Smithers then Goods, 31 Ansell family, 33 Hookways, 35 Fennels, 37 Rams, 39 Hunts, 41 ...see more
My Nan and Grandad used to live in a bungalow on Bacons Chase. I can remember leapfrogging over these mushroom looking concrete things that lined the road to the Bacon Farm/House. Back in those old days I still remember the old privy - cold, dark, used to hate 'going'. Also remember walking the sea wall by the power station.
I have very fond memories of Salford. I first lived in Franklin St, Ordsall, until I was about 4 or 5 years old. I recall the pub on the corner and the church at the other end. I lived on the landings facing the resevoirs. I recall going to see the famiy doctor Yonace. who was a lovely man.
From there we moved to Vere St, one house up from the dock gates. My dad was a docker. The CWS was also just off ...see more
I was born at 7 Fleckney Rd in 1951. My dad lived there with his parents and when he married my mum they lived there until they died; they were Harry and Doris Goddard. I was one of four children and we had a great childhood, my parents were well loved and respected by everyone in the village.
Does anybody remember the window cleaner who cleaned all the shop windows at Faircross shops during the fifties and sixties? He was always immaculately turned out in clean jeans with a perfect crease to each leg and a gleaming white "T"shirt, whatever the weather. His shoes were always highly polished. I think his christian name was Les. Would love to know more about him. As I recall he was also something to do with the early management of Brian Poole and the Tremeloes. Info, anybody?.
As a child (b1940) I lived at 3 Avenham Colonnade from 1946 until I married in 1964. The late Georgian terrace (built abt 1836) comprises 6 houses built on the slope alongside Avenham Walks ("The Top Walks") . The terrace survives virtually unchanged today, save for the early demolition of the eponymous single storey "Colonnade" in front of the houses which was demolished in the19th century to ...see more
How we looked forward to a walk to the Town Hall park to feed the ducks, there was one really old and bedraggled one called "charlie the drake"?? or so my nan said!!
Once in the Town Hall grounds, we were allowed to run ahead along the roadway in the picture to reach the water fountain, stopping off and getting in line with the other kids to get a drink.
We would feed the ducks, play on the lawns, admire the ...see more
This was the entry onto the moor, the Moor Gate in the centre leads towards Long Wood. At the right hand side there is a gate, a stone stile by its side, just over the stile and a little way up the moor is Rankin's Well. Over the wall on left is a rocky beck, perfect for building dams.
Often it was sunny and clear up here, whilst Skipton was shrouded by smog from all the houses and mill chimneys.
Our playground.
It was wonderful to read ‘Memories of Brambletye Boys Preparatory School 1967 – 1971’ including a mention of the catering staff:
"The food was always prepared and brought to the ends of the tables in large aluminium trays by some curious little Spanish couple called Angela and Manuel. I was never sure where they lived but it appeared to be in a large cupboard at the end of the dining ...see more
The fondest memories I have was the time I lived in Tring. Born at number 36 Woodland Close and I lived in Tring until I was 21 years old. I remember Tring school and many of the teachers, Mr Thomas the Head Master, Mrs Thomas, Miss Speed, Mr Edney, Mr Hart, Mr Powell, Mr Green, Mr Jennings and Mr Edwards the sports master that helped me so much with my football career. I had a paper round with Mr Walton in Western ...see more
I used to come to Rye regularly in the 1960s, as my father had been stationed in Winchelsea for part of the war. We often made the journey from Surrey on a Bank Holiday, which was always very busy.
Little did I dream then that I would actually come to live and work in the town. I was based in Iden and Playden in the 1990s and after 18 years as a vicar in Bexhill, I returned to become the Rector of St Mary's Church.
Fabulous place to visit, and it's great to live here too!
My family started to have our annual holiday in Ilfracombe in 1964, and virtually every day we made the trip to Woolacombe to sit on the beach and have a go at surfing. After years of south coast beaches, Woolacombe was a revelation and everything was so clean. The beach was owned by Parkins Entertainments, and I believe it was Mr Moon who used to go round in a land rover, trying to re-unite lost children ...see more
My family started having holidays in Ilfracombe in 1964 and I've been back every year since, for at least a few days. We started off in a flat in Oxford Grove and after two years there, found a lovely flat in 19 Montpelier Terrace that was owned by Mr and Mrs Perry, who lived at the other end of the terrace, in No 5. Before going to Ilfracombe all our holidays had been on the south coast, so North Devon ...see more
In response to the writer of School Street memories, I helped out at Ted Waton's shop after school, and the girls he mentioned are Rene and Jennifer Forster the twins, and the Bell sisters were Ann and Louisa. I lived there until 1969.
My father Ronnie Buck owned The Swan pub, then the wet fish shop near the market place in Bungay. The pet shop owned by Warnes was next door, to the left, and drapers the clothes shop to the right. Ivan Porter's fruit shop was opposite my fathers fish shop and Mrs Roe had a jewelrey shop next to the fruit shop.
Also, I remember how we use to watch a procession through the town from the butter cross, and if I remember correctly, a fete was held near the castle grounds.
It was so interesting to find a few photos of old Astwood Bank on here. I moved to the village when my mother married my step father, Jesse Bradley, in 1964. We lived at 21 High Street and I got a job at the Co-operative grocery store on Evesham Road.
The manager then was Harry Pearson and he lived with his sister and brother-in-law in the little cottage next to the shop. Gladys Harman was ...see more
I was a farm hand at Whitley Bridge and was for that day a tractor driver. My job was to pull a trailer down a row of rhubarb roots which had been pulled out onto the surface. Mr Huddleston employed girls on his market garden farm - they'd total at least sixty girls & the majority of them were just turned sixteen. Their job was to use a pitch fork to lift the rhubarb roots onto the trailer on which ...see more
My family used to visit this pub, probably on Sundays in the late '40s. My mum, dad, brother Ken & me (Les). Ken & me were only kids so weren't allowed in. We all used to sit outside on the grassy bank, us kids, with a lemonade or orange squash. The main memory I have is that Ken & me used to find lots of four leaf clovers on that bank - but I don't think they worked. I'm the only survivor of the ...see more
A memory and what a memory it was! There were eleven of us lads who had booked a fishing trip on one of the boats that went out from the harbour in Berwick. It was early in the day when we went out for a five hour trip; we went out as far as five miles where the skipper, having a fish finder radar, began to pick up a large shoal of fish. Of course we all got baited up on our hooks and laid a small ...see more
I remember it well - I stayed at 14 Page Rd with the nice Wilson Family and next door was the Baxters. Across the road was Tam Bryce and his sister Margaret. Then at the corner of Donaldson Road were the Clements (Margaret and Jennifer). I remember Russell Keiller and his sister Margaret, the Shaws, the Robertsons, the Kerrs and a lovely girl, Marjorie Barbour. One girl who I often think about is ...see more