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I remember going to the bakers (Kings), and getting little brown Hovis loaves rolls, then taking them back to Bradwell. I also used to live in a flat at 5, Church Street, 2nd storey, rent in those days was £1 50p a week, it belonged to Muscutt at Thompins, those were the days.
The second year we came to Leverington was 1968, June and July. We decided to air ourselves in England. Instead of two, we were three boys this time, and we came in my car. Tom knew us from last year, but it was his duty to deliver his standard speech on the rules of the camp : "This is a WORKING CAMP, NOT a HOLIDAY CAMP ! When you do not work in the fields, you can enjoy yourselves, but I don't want to ...see more
My family moved to Magham Down in December 1953, when I was nearly 5.   The Red Lion was run by the Mounsey family.  The shop and post office was run by Joyce Russell.  In the shop were sweets in large glass jars, many made by Angear's of Herstmonceux.  They were weighed out and sold by the quarter, in white paper bags.  The shop was in the main part of the house, but the post office was ...see more
The church was a mission hall, part of Hailsham Parish. It was constructed of green painted corrugated iron. There was just one large room, with a curtained vestry at the rear. There were two services a month, a communion service at 8am on the 4th Sunday, and on the third Sunday of the month, an afternoon service which was a mixture of Matins and Evening Prayer. On every Sunday except the third, ...see more
I have a memory of Hogsthorpe on already as I attended the village school. I now have in my possession a postcard showing Sivells Mill and I cannot find out where Sivells Mill was in Hogsthorpe. Can anyone tell me where in Hogsthorpe Sivells Mill was? Also I went to school with Sylvia Hartley (nee Jinks) who I have met up with once but have been unable to contact her again. Does anyone know if she is ...see more
I think it was July 1967. We arrived at Leverington hitch-hiking from the Continent. We were nineteen years old, and we had so little money that we had decided never to pay for accommodation until we got to Leverington. I remember we slept in a lean-to shed at the back of a pub. The pub owner had served us a few pints and listened to our little story. She offered this solution. Another night, we slept in a kind of ...see more
I lived at 13 Fallside Rd, and I remember as a child going up to the hotel window with other children to see these Americans celebrating Christmas, with a real Christmas tree. I think they missed their own families because I remember them coming and talking to us. My mother came and dragged me home with an American running after her, apologising to her and explaining that they mean'nt no harm. I left Bothwell in 1949 to emigrate to South australia
My mother died in 1943,when I was still a child. It was strange, terrible time but I remember vividly standing in the peaceful churchyard at the burial. The place is dear to my heart.
I left Quarry Bank in 1953 to go to America. I later found I attended when John Lennon was there. I have never understood why he was killed. I lived in Aigburth and lost contact with all my friends. I still think of Aigburth as home.
Mr Lodge who was blacksmith and farrier to the stable which his daughter Elaine owned would allow me to watch him work at the forge: one day whilst he was fashioning a horseshoe which was white hot, he had placed it on top of the anvil just for a short moment while he stoked up the fire. It was then that a rep. came in order to try and sell some horse nails; anyway this rep. was so occupied in the ...see more
Are there any photos of Theodore Lamb? I remember him very well.
I used to live in Perthcelyn but now live in Station Terrace in the Ceiber and have done for 7 years, all my family are from here:)
I also attended the primary school at Bourne from 1955 to 1963 before moving to Heckington in 1964. I remember mostly with fondness, my time at the school, especially my time in Mr. Lamberts class 3 as it was when I attended. I ssed to love his story reading as he would stand at a lectern which was to the left of his desk. When he read from Dickens's 'A Christmas Carol' he would come charging down the ...see more
If this was summer 1955 or in 1957 to 1958, my pram-pushing wife might well be in the picture. Eldest was born in May 1955, next in May 1957, the eldest at Newcastle General hospital, the next at home at 14 Millfield Gardens. Looks busy enough to be a weekend so maybe I was in it too. Wonderful sands, freezing cold under a sea fret.
I lived in Tunley Road, Balham from 1938 to 1949, I remember the day the V2 hit at the end of the road, and I lost friends. I went to Ravenstone School until 1949. There were 3 of us, Maureen Smith, Maureen Green and me Valerie Smith, we were a real "gang". Mr. Fish was the Head, and Miss Taylor and Mr. Stanly Tench were the teachers I remember. Of course our "gang" made up wonderful romance stories about the two ...see more
Back in the 1960s my sister used to take her dolls to the dolls' hospital to get them fixed, they also mended teddy' bears but my best memory of the dolls' hospital was that they used to have a Jonny 7 machine gun set up in the window, it was a toy gun that broke down into 7 different weapons. I was living on Bellfields then and my mum didn't have much money so she couldn't afford to buy me one and all of my mates were ...see more
Can anyone please remember a private Hotel in Sands Lane called the Farslea Hotel? My Mum and Dad had that hotel. I would love to find out if it is called anything else now, or even if it was demolished.
I have been searching, to reestablish contact with friends of my youth in Aveley. Also seeking photo records of those days, during and directly after the War. Time is passing and I need to do it before they are all gone. I found two sites on Facebook which were immensely helpful, They are: MEMORIES OF GROWING UP IN OLD AVELEY (with 128 Members) AVELEY THURROCK (with 825 Members) Both are very useful. Peter Gough pgough@embarqmail.com
My sister Linda and I used to go to the Odeon on a Saturday morning. Linda was one of the ushers and had a torch to show us young movie goers to our seats. We used to sing a song: We come along on Saturday morning greeting everybody with a smile, We come along on Saturday morning knowing its all worth while, We're members of the Odeon and all intend to be, good citizens when we grow up and emperors of the sea, we come ...see more
Well, I grew up in Havens Head, it's a lovely quiet place, there is loads of wildlife like foxes and squirrels, badgers loads of wild birds, and there is a lovely footpath where you can look over the lake and that leads to the docks and the marina.
I've remembered those names. Bob's name was Corrie; Wilf was Wilf Myers, they were two of three Overmen (Deputies) at Haile Moor. The third was big Alf Varah. A gentleman called Chris Gibson sent me a message asking if I remembered certain people. Like an idiot I have somehow lost it. As I recall, the names he mentioned were Jimmy Cowan, James Booth and I think Ted Gribben. I remember the ...see more
My family moved to harold Hill during the early 1950s from Dagenham. We lived on Paynes Brook Way first which must have been one of the first roads built as I remember lots of houses being built. We then moved to Brosely Road (up by the Duckwood Pub) and lastly on St Neots Road close to the Adventure playground. I remember when there were people (probabaly council) blowing up trees along Paynes Brook. I ...see more
My visit to Burnopfield to meet grandma Ann Burns and John Patrick Burns, my mam Ann Therese Burns was born in Barrington Villa in Burnopfield, my mam and 9 sisters and brothers grew up in this house. If anyone knows something abouth this house, who the owner is or if it is still there, I would like to know, I live in Norway.
I lived in Gamesley for a very short while, but it's an episode of my life that I will never forget. I used to live at 10 Callow Close, it was late autumn of 1968. So much was going on then, the moon landing was yet to come, the music was probably the best ever, especially in 1969. I am, unfortunately, the eldest of 6, with 4 brothers and a sister. We arrived from a bleak red 2 up 2 down brick ...see more
I was born in Kingsley Crescent in the flats and proud of it, I am, the people were so friendly. I remember playing cricket with Carlo Satori, he became a footballer for Man United. And also making a swing on the lamp post. The rag and bone man used to come and we would follow him round asking for a balloon. I used to love going to the shops for my mam to Brennans and Mays the pawn shop. If I remember ...see more
My family moved to Blandford Forum in 1970 and we left in 1973, my dad was in the Royal Signals. I have 2 sisters and 2 brothers and the time we lived there really was the most fantastic time ever. I have vivid memories of all the fun we had and how safe I felt while living there. We lived at 26 College Road, Blandford Camp, and our garden backed on to the really steep hill that took us to the woods. I ...see more
Does anyone recall any of the Downes family who lived in Dodds Road? My grandad was Tommy Downes and his siblings were Isabel (Bella), Flo, Olive, Syd, Maud, Jim and Kate (possibly others). My great-grandparents were Albert and Rebecca Downes (nee Wells). I think Albert may have worked at the cider factory (Gaymers?) but I don't have much info on them at all so if anyone does recall them please contact me on reevelynn@hotmail.com. Thank you. Lynn Reeve (nee Creasey)
My aunt and uncle were Gladys and Ted King who had a little sweet shop on Market Hill in the 1950's & early 1960's. I spent many happy hours helping in the shop and remember the large shoe size boxes which held the sweets and the scales used for weighing them out. The chocolate buttons I remember with great fondness as my aunt told me I could sample some if I liked! ...see more
Hi, I am searching for any information on a Tom Morse who moved to Tonypandy, I think between 1901 -1910, from Pembrokeshire, to become a coal miner. The information I have is that he married a local girl who ran a local newsagents and had 4 children.
My grandparents were Ethel and Tommy Downes who lived at Normanhurst, Rendham Road, Sax from the early 1900s until their deaths in the late 1960s. They had four children, Gladys (1913), my mum Phyllis (1914), Norman (1920) and Arthur (1921). Grandad Tommy bore a great resemblance to Field Marshal Montgomery and even wore a beret like him. He worked for the Post Office as a telegragh ...see more
I was born in Sunderland in 1948 and Christened in Holy Trinity Church, Church Walk, where all of my mother's side of the family had been hatched, matched, and dispatched. I was raised in Wear Garth till the age of twelve years old when my parents left Sunderland for work in the midlands. Although times were hard in Sunderland at the time for many, we as a family of eleven didn't have much. I have some fond memories of ...see more
Hello Old Fogies! [you must be an old fogie like me if you remember Retford at that time..Hehe.] I first came to Retford at the age of about 7 months. My mom and dad got a letter from Birmingham saying not to come back as the bombing had started. We eventually ended up living at 57 Stawberry Road until Mar 31 1954, ending up back in B/Ham on April Fool's Day 1954. Our granddad lived at ...see more
Things I remember...... I lived at 52 Tamarisk Road; the prefabs were a wonderful place to live. I remember "Cyril’s" Mobile Shop, that used to sound his horn outside to let us know he was there, I think it was Barton’s the baker van who delivered bread to your door, but also had lovely fresh cakes available in the back of the van. We used to have to go "pea picking" with my mum near Ockendon train ...see more
Living approx, six miles from Windsor, one on a clear night could just see Windsor castle. I have been often told that Her Royal Majesty had her own country house where I lived and that on occasions she would reside there rather than in the Castle itself. Not too far away was where Billy Smart would have his circus animals roam wild in a huge enclosure. Again not too far from there from where Her Majesty had her ...see more
My father worked in quality control at Millers for a couple of years in the early 1960s. He loved singing and one of my earliest memories is of him singing in what must have been the loading/packing bay. It had good acoustics! I was two or three years of age.
My great grandfather's shop is one or other or both buildings immediately on the left of the photo. It was a general grocers and tea merchants.
My husband's Gt Gt Grandmother, Thirzah Bishop was born in Loders in 1839. Her father was John Tidsby Bishop (1806-1861), and her mother was Charlotte Green (1805-1884). The family emigrated to NZ in the mid 1800s. In 2006, whilst visiting England from New Zealand, my husband, daughter and I visted Uploders, not being aware of the Loders connection at that time. We were interested in ...see more
I lived in Velindre from 1952 to 1975. My best memory is playing by the falls, having a swim with other kids from Velindre.
I moved to Sackville Street in Brierfield when I was 2, lived there till I was 12 then we moved to Walter Street, Brierfield till I got married at 20, then I went to live on Coronation Roa, Brierfield and now I'm back on Sackville Street and been here for 21 years, I've never lived anywhere else but Brierfield, the same as my husband.
Yes, I remember I holidayed there in I think 1969? I used to miss the fabulous afternoon cream teas to ride Mr Klinkenberg's horses from the stables beside the hotel to his farm in the vale for overnight grazing. Horses I remember Secret Sign, Venture, Proper Twerp and Cypher (with dreadful warts), these were his ex point to pointers, there were also others, Honey, Mohawk (one of the ride leader's horses) and a ...see more
My grandparents lived in Frinton-on-Sea from 1959 and as a child I would regularly stay with them in their bungalow for a week or so each school summer holiday. Every holiday my brother and I looked forward to a visit to Walton Pier for the penny arcade and the thrill rides. (Fifty years later we still happily recall the smells, noises and atmosphere of the pier!) Being a keen ...see more
I moved to Deansbrook Road in 1970, my daughter was just six weeks old. She went to Drififeld Boys Club as a toddler, kind of nursery there. The Boys Club was run by Colin Hedges. My neighbours were Gladys and Arthur on one side, Mrs Parker and daughter on other side, THEY WERE GREAT NEIGHBOURS. We had a boxer dog called Nadia. Third daughter born here, 1972. So many great memories, I used ...see more
I was born and raised in Heol-las in 1938 until 1955. I now live in the U.S. since 1958. I was a member of Ainon Chapel and went every Sunday and sat with Tessa Adlam. Heol-las was a great place to live back then - the people there were wonderful. I lived at 7 Birchgrove Terrace, next door to Mary Rogers, and across the street from Adlams and the Martin's shop/Post Office. My name then was Maureen McCullough and my sister's name was Myfanwy.
I used to work on a pig farm which belonged to a farmer by the name of Lovejoy, he was a provider for Wall's Pork Sausages. The thing was that I had some time to myself where I would explore the woodlands around St Leonard's Hill, one day I found an old derelict mansion with hardly any of its structure worth mentioning. But to the front of the mansion there were two huge pillars of stone like one ...see more
My family spent a very happy holiday as guests of the Barnaby famly who owned the castle. About 6 years old, I recall being transported from the station in a Trojan estate car - a most innovative design at the time with its unique diesel engine. Mr Barnaby, a botanist who wrote on Alpine flora, also owned a wonderful long-nosed Allard sports car with a dickie seat formed by opening the boot in which I rode ...see more
I was having a pint in The Blue Room pub [now The Compleat Angler] on June 10, 1962 while waiting for my train to depart from Thorpe Station to Shippea Hill for my return to RAF Mildenhall. In walked 'the love of my life' with her mum...we dated until my return [Nov. 5, 1962] to the US for military discharge. We lost contact [no available telephones or computers then] and we made contact once again in August 2009...we married on Sept. 11, 2010 and are now living in the USA.
My grandfather, Charles Arthur Evan, was signalman there. My mom Margaret Evans was born there in 1917, one of four daughters. She passed away nearly three years ago at 92 and as sharp as a whip. We emigrated to Canada in 1958. My mom and dad, James Peter Turner, knew so many of the folks in Tuxford and Carlton on Trent as they had the Fountain Hotel in Tuxford, also Cherry Tree Farm and a barbers shop on ...see more
I grew up in Welling from 1948 to 1963. Leaving it was the saddest moment of my life - one I have never really recovered from. So vivid were the memories, I wrote a book of my life's experiences - "Cool Among The Flames." You can find it at Lulu Publishing, Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Anyone who remembers that time and place will shed a tear reading it. I still do! If a ...see more
My family owned Town End farm in High Casterton from (at least) the mid 1600s to 1878. It was originally owned by Nicholas Hynde, but was inherited by his daughter Jane who married Joseph Baylie/Bayley, and was handed down through the family until it was sold by James Bayley in 1878. I'd appreciate any information available about life in old Casterton, or about Town End farm (corner Well Lane and Chapel House Lane) in particular.
My grandfather ran the Harvester Inn from 1940 (I think it was called the New Inn then) to the mid sixties His name was Maurice Herman and he ran it with his wife Elsie. I would go there in the summer holidays from about the age of four - 1958, as we lived in Oxfordshire, it seemed a long way to go in those days. I remember the inside (upstairs, I was not allowed in the bar) with steps leading to different ...see more
Born 1937 in Swan Cottage (demolished for road widening), one of four children, father farm worker for the Jeffrey family. Then moved to Port Ledge where father moved to work and lived in a cottage near a big house about 5 minutes from beach. By this time Port Ledge was a hotel where Miss Vickers was manager. When I was about 10 I helped to take teas to holiday-makers on the lawn, at that time there ...see more
My grandparents moved to Frinton-On-Sea in 1959 and for the whole of my childhood I spent a week or so of every school summer holiday with them in their bungalow. I clearly remember walking down Connaught Avenue with my brother and grandfather on the way to the beach. The picture shows the end of the avenue closest to the sea. The two sets of similar canopies on the ...see more
Hi Peter, My twin brother David and I used to play with you when we stayed at my grandparents in Ynys Fach Ave. This must have been in the sixties? You lived at the top of the road and we'd have good times playing together. We lived in Birmingham at the time. My auntie still lives in Ynys Fawr Ave and we usually visit once a year. I hope all is well with you.
If you look at the photograph of The Wells, on the crossroad that leads up the hill to Midland Road, the first shop on the corner used to be Barclays Bank but before then it was a tobacco shop and sweet shop combined. In the 1920s it was considered an offence for young lads and lasses to stay on the street and even if they were not causing bother if they hung around in groups it was more than likely that ...see more
My dad, even though married he was one for playing the field. Mother was taking care of my brother's kids (his wife had died, he was a Flight Sargent), Mother was miles away and Dad played about. One afternoon he had picked up a woman and took her home to our house. Passion was running smooth as they were in the kitchen. Suddenly heavy footsteps came up the twenty-odd-feet passageway towards the kitchen door. ...see more
I am tracing my ancestors as my mum and siblings were brought up in a home. Her grandfather was a Prison Warden at HMP Chelmsford around the 1900s and his father was a blacksmith. That's all we have apart from addresses on the BMD Certificates. 2 Buckhurst Villas/Village Springfield and what looks like (but not clear) 1 Devon Terrace Chelmsford. Anyone with any info - it would be enlightening and we would be very very grateful (and excited). Thank you.
I was born at no 7 Ashmount Road N15, went to Earlsmead school, all the roads was open then due to me being run over when very young so all residents got together and got the roads closed to through traffic. The small park was our playing field for football and other sports, unofficial of course, in winter we kids used to make ice slides down the road, it was great, not so many cars on the road them days, kids was ...see more
I have great memorys as a kid, we moved to 11 Church Street in 1971, my dad taught me to ride a bike on the footpath the side of the vicar's house opposite the church where my dear old nan is. My dad Roger Stapley still lives in the village. My dad was a farmer who worked for the late Mr Lucas. My grandad Vern also still lives in the village, he used to work the farm in Church Street which is now a posh ...see more
I understand my father's parents were farmers in Cold Hiendley. There was a large family and my father was born there in 1879. I would like to visit one day and to find the place where this family lived. My father's education was at a Dame School and I think the religion of the day in those parts was Methodist. I would be gratful for any links anyone can provide. Thank you, Best wishes.
I remember my time at Hugh Bell Grammer School, it was a great school, I well remember the typing teacher he was ex Airforce and had a handlebar moustache. If anyone spoke during his lessons a blackboard rubber would come flying down the classroom. Another teacher we had used to dye her hair the same colour as the clothes she was wearing. The school was just down the road from Old Mans Park ...see more
I was born in 1934 and my first home was 15 Stoneycroft Road. We lived there until 1937 when we moved to 19 Claybury Road. I remember going down the air raid shelter under the Woodford Bridge Green. It was a damp, claustrophobic place comprising a series of concrete tunnels and I have the impression it was always crowded. I remember standing on the top of Millman's Hill or Drapers Hill as it was ...see more
Is there anyone out there from the 1960s who used to to all meet up at the site on a Friday night looking forward to a long weekend: Ronnie, Semone, Stew, Dek, Davy, Jim, Linda, Kipper, George, Norman, Brenda, Jeff, Trevor, Brian, Gillian, Jim, Sally, Blue, John. just to name a few.
I did not mention in my post on Brough Farm that Mrs. Stephenson, mentioned in the opening paragraph, is in her 103rd year and resides in a nursing home in the SW of England.
We use to travel with our relations for one week all together, about 12 of us. I believe the price for a week for a family of four was about £5.00. We traveled with WTA coaces from Maryland Point, Stratford E15, the coach company does not seem to be mentioned on the webb anywhere? I believe they were remamed Galleon Tours. My brother and I won the fancy dress competition a couple of times dressed as the boys that ...see more
I remember playing down the docks on a Sunday when there was no trains. Fishing off the old pier. Collecting sea coal off the shore. Building a fire and roasting potatoes. Listening to 'The Man in Black' on a Saturday night. A bottle of Careys Cola and a fourpenny bag of Peter Tortelly.s chips. Magic.
I lived on Muntz Street, Small Heath from 1963-1973 at number 143. It was right on the bend, a three-storey house with three bedrooms, two reception rooms, a small kitchen and an outside loo in a concrete yard. I have loads of memories of my chilhood there. Like the times me and my brother Philip used to play marbles in next door's garden because they had soil. They were the Roberts, there were a lota of them but ...see more
My father was killed in the Malayan emergency and I was sent to live with my grandmother, Kezia Stedman, in Costly Street, Ivybridge. I went to Sunnyside school. Sophie Harris was the lady who ran the school. Then I attended Plympton Grammar, now Heles School, I believe. I have seen photos of modern day Ivybridge and have no desire to revisit.
Firstly, Troedy was in Glamorgan not Gwent or Monmouthshire as it was then known. However, the postal address was New Tredegar, Monmouthshire. I was born at 1 Chapel Road in my grandfather's house. Sam and Sarah Ward had four children, Matty, Dave, John and Rhonwen. Matty, my mother was the oldest. My father and his family lived at 57 High Street. He lived with his grandmother Jane, my Uncle ...see more
Gus (not his real name, just a nickname) was a great big guy with a great heart who used to have a chippy over the bridge, his chips were proper chips, you know proper ones. He moved shop to where Foxon's is now. I used to go out with Liz Foxon, her dad hadn't got much' he always used to say it would happen to me' guess what, it has, loss of hair that is. I've many more fond memories to share if you'ld like to hear ...see more
My memories from / about Bibury are: I was born there in Bibury Cotts - 15 April 1947. My parents were married there - George Lacey / Joyce Iles. My grandparents lived at number 8 Arlington Row. My parents marriage was actually a double marriage as my aunt (my mum's sister Josephine) was married at the same time to Jack Causey. My brother was also married in Bibury (reception at the Swan Hotel). My grandfather ...see more
Well, about 1959 ish! The headmaster was Mr Fennel, teachers Mr Anderson, Mr Philips and Mr Ladds, air force moustache and all! who was my class teacher. Classmates Bernard Dunden Dave Catt. PE teacher taught nothing but basket ball, I hated it and him!! Lived at 128, Brook Road, Boreham Wood with Mum and sister Margaret. Got an apprenticeship as an instrument maker at Thomas Mercer in St Albans. Cycled there every day!
I remember hot August afternoons strolling round the ruins of St Rule's Tower. I stayed in two halls of residence - Wardlaw Hall and University Hall - each of the two years I attended the RSCDS Summer School and after a strenuous morning of dancing lessons it was lovely to get out in the open air around the old Cathedral. Elizabeth and I bought a souvenir which we still have more than 40 years later - a decorated tile of the ruins which we use as a tea pot stand!
Corby Odeon 1967ish... As a child and living on Gainsborough Road with two sisters and one brother, I have great memories of the Saturday morning adventure my eldest sister took me and my brother on (my other sister being too young to go). First we would get our pocket money (not a rich family but 3 x 6d or a tanner was money well spent my mother used to say). We would get the 426 bus to the town centre then ...see more
A lovely children's nurse called Lilian Howie comes from Wormit. I knew her when she was training as a Nursery Nurse at the Princess Christian College in Manchester in the 1960's. I - and her nursing college friends - would like to know she is happy and well as we have no news from this lovely Scottish nurse for a great many years!
Hello, I was born in 1946. Due to my father's illness I was placed as a child in a social services home/school. The house was very large with a huge staircase, I thought it was 'Wellington's house'. I learnt farm work, and went to local craft fetes and won a prize for making a lampshade. I believe an Australian man 'Bill' and an english woman 'Barbara' were two of the adults who ran the place. I remember happy ...see more
While my father was having his house built in Thornton Grove he rented rooms from Mrs Parry who lived at "Marden", a vast rambling Victorian pile at the end of Westfield Park, not far from the church. She had a gardner called Mr Hedges; how appropriate! Next door there was a family with a son a similar age to myself. One day I was invited to join the family on an outing. I recall nothing of the ...see more
On the right, between the first and second trees there was AJC Motors, apart from Cornwall Garage, the local garage and filling station. The premises comprised an office on the street with an arch at the side leading to the workshop. Standing on the pavement, but hard against the office wall, was the petrol pump. It had a huge boom which was swung out across the pavement so as to serve petrol to cars drawn up ...see more
I used to live at the neighbouring house, The White House, owned by a Miss Charman. She also owned the above cottage and rented it to the Charly Williams family. He was the local green grocer. There was Joe, Mrs. Harris and old lady Williams ...Mrs Harris was her daughter and she was the cook at the local school which I attended. More detals on email request.
In my day there was a triangular grass island where Old Redding met the Oxhey Lane; that possibly saved my life. What is not apparent from the photo is that Old Redding is a 1 in 9 incline. One day, whilst seeking more exciting places to use my go-kart (that is an unpowered vehicle comprising four pram wheels on a wooden plank with rudimentary steering and no brakes) my chums and I decided to try our luck at ...see more
On reading peoples of Daccombe I'm surprised no one has mentioned the famous Treacle Mine, probably a secret closely guarded by the villagers themselves. Maybe I've now let the cat out of the bag! Anyway in 1921/22 my Nan and family lived for a while in a cottage in the village owned by a Farmer Rowe. Although I personally have no connection with the village I well remember being taken for walks ...see more