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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.
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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
My dad had a shop in Kennards Arcade, mending, making and selling dentures. I helped him on Saturdays selling his own brand of denture cleaner called 'Sparkdent'. My first half-crown pay was spent on a Buddy Holly album that I still have. A family story goes that one of his lady customers came dashing in and asked for a new pair of dentures as hers had fallen into someone else's basket of veg/fruit in Surrey Street Market and she did not dare to ask them for them back!
I lived in Upton Park throughout my childhood and also attended St Mary's School in Herschel Street.
I also recall regular visits to the ABC cafe after school in my teens.
The Crown Hotel was just about opposite the ABC, on the corner of the High Street.
The Granada Cinema was a favourite haunt, as was the Adelphi where I first saw the Beatles. I had a Saturday job in Timothy Whites the chemist in the High Street and ...see more
I lived there for 20 odd years and had the best time of my life there. Now I am 40 and I still remember it like it was yesterday but it was a sad day when it got pulled down. But I still have fond memories of Amberley Street, thank you.
There was strong competition among us young lads in the 1950s to be allowed to help Horace, our local United Dairies milkman, with his milk round in Hillview Road, Grimsdyke Road and Sylvia Avenue.
Horace would allow two of us to help him deliver and in return we were given a one third size bottle of orange squash and a ride on the seat on top of the cart at the end of the round! ...see more
I used to work in the High Class Department Store opposite to The Walk. It was owned by the Haworth family, with the gentleman's outfitters next door owned by another member of the same family.
When the store was ready for closing at the end of the day and with no customers there, we used to look across to the people coming from the walk and 'claim' any handsome man and say to our friend '..but that one is yours' ...see more
My name is Bill Mitchell - when young in Wheatley other children called me Billy. Some of my old school friends still live in or around Wheatley. My father had a shop in Station Road for a while selling electrical goods, and he used to do electrical wiring. My mother who was in the W.I. died February 2011 in a home near my sister's house in Spilsby, Lincs. I remember the terrible winter of 1963. On the way ...see more
It was about this year -1960 - I did PTS nurse training at Arrowe park - does anyone remember me? Sister Happell was on A1, the children's ward at St Cath's - she was an amazing sister - strict but brill.
Whilst doing our family history, we discover that the Andrews family were former proprietors of The Kings Head in Milborne Port. His name was Frederick James Andrews and his wife Annie. His son, Frederick Elisha Andrews married my Great Aunt, Stella and he went on to manage a small brewery near York. In the 1890s Frederick Elisha was a boarder at nearby Gillingham Grammar School.
I came from a family that lived in Eltham, South East London, and we spent many a happy year at Jaywick. We did not have much money and my aunt used to treat us every year to a holiday. Me, my mum, my cousin Debbie and my aunt would pack up our case and off to Jaywick we would go. I remember getting so excited as we drove down the beach road, the journey at the time seemed so long. We would book in and then run to ...see more
My recollections are from the mid 1950s to early 1960s. These were happy days wandering the Longdendale Valley and the Torside Reservoir, usually with guitar slung over my shoulder in the company of Olwen Brown, a local 'Tinsel' lass who lived in the last house before the cricket ground! (She had a younger sister 'Vivienne'.). I believe the family emigrated to 'Australia' in the 1970s. Now! - are there any of ...see more
My fathers parents, Edward and Winifred Simmons, ran the general stores in the Parade at Otford in the 1950s and early 1960s. My mother, her sister and parents, Grace and Alfred Maddock, lived in Bubblestone Road. My parents started courting after going to a dance at Otford Village Hall and were married at St Bartholomews Church, Otford in 1953. Their early married life was spent in ...see more
I am honestly not sure when I was at Port Regis. I know it was around 1966 as as I remember the Abafan Disaster being on the news and the song 'Little Donkey' lol. I was there because of a head injury I suffered in the early 1960s. My memories are stark, they incude the massive garden, woodlands, with a house that I thought lived a witch lol. The daily rituals of attending church, rosary beads etc. All the school ...see more
In a sketch I have dated October 1881 there is a cord hanging down from the bell down the outside wall with a hand pull. The name on the sketch it is Wasldale church. Possibly by Beatrix Potter or E Rawnsley.
I have some paperwork and letters relating to my adoption in 1955. Apparently, this was a rescue maternity home managed by the formidable (sounding) Winifred M. Hellmuth SRN SCN.
The house appears to have been known as Lahai-Roi, a phrase with some religious conotations.
I have a flyer, with a picture on the front, the 1953 income and expense accounts inside, together with a list of the ...see more
I remember fondly working during school holidays selling ice creams on Bournemouth beach. I worked for the Corporation and had to wear full length white overalls and push a large yellow barrow filled with ice creams. Used to park it on the west cliff and walk along the beach selling ice creams Has anyone got a picture of one of us ?
I was born in 1950. I lived with my grandparents for a number of years at 17 Dunnsdale Road, their names were Annie and Billy Walters, my mum was Carol Walters. I had loads of relatives. Nancy Green my aunt lived Manor Road. I have many wonderful memories of Maltby, it was great growing up there in the 1950s. I remember the open air pool at the craggs, the cinema, my mum used to work there, no longer there. I remember ...see more
I was interested in Doris's memory of the rink in that her boyfriend at the time was George Pennington, sax player. I knew Geoge and we played together from time to time in dance bands at the Rink. One band I remember was Bob Forbet. I played drums. Also another local band was Fernley Mitchell. It all seems light years ago but, yes, great memories. I remember one Friday night there was a group turned up to play ...see more
I remember being evacuated to Doveridge with my sister Brenda. We stayed with a family called Lloyd, the mother was Marie and the husband was Lou, they had three daughters called Jean, Joyce and Dawn. If anybody remembers my sister and me or the family we stayed with I would love to hear from them. We stayed in a small cottage next door to the school in the village about 500 yards from the church with the large so ...see more
I remember Grand Drive in the mid 1950s as in the photograph. I was a teenager at the time. To the left of the fence were fields where horses were kept. It's all built up with a housing estate now. So sad to see the way a lot of the whole area of Raynes Park and Morden has been vandalised by developers.
We moved from Weymouth to Kingston Russel just after have taken the 11+ exam at St. John's school. When I started at Long Bredy school I only remember one classroom and one teacher. Hand bells and country dancing stick in my memory as things that we did there. And the teacher taught me how to build a model glider from a kit. I was very struck by the dialect of my new school friends who used words that were ...see more
I was born in Battersea in 1939. We lived at various addesses. There were five of us. I was the youngest and my eldest brother Charles was born in 1930 in Victoria Dwellings. I went to William Blake Secondary Modern School. Our last address before I got married and moved out of London was 89 Surrey Lane. I remember my mother saying as a girl her mother used to walk passed the house that had a grid down ...see more
This is the hospital where I was born in July 1947. My parents were living in Penycae at the time but in 1951 moved to England for my Dad's job. Apart from a brief visit to a relative in Wrexham in 1960, I have never returned to Wales and it is now my ambition to see Trevalyn Manor and Penycae.
I have some lovely memories of staying with my auntie Madge Dale in Adolphus Street in Whitburn in the 1960s with my mum and dad. As a small child I used to sleep in a tiny attic bedroom where my mum Doris Goodall (who came from Jarrow) used to sleep in when she went to Whitburn for her holidays, with her family, she shared the tiny bedroom with her sister and brother in one bed when they were small ...see more
My grandmother Annie Alice Lawrence born 1886 Mitcham is buried in a family grave with her parents George Lawrence born 1854 Mitcham and Sarah Anne Lawrence born 1856 (Duke) Beddington. My grandmother Annie married Thomas Baker born 1885 Mitcham and was a Master Builder. My grandparents lived at Newton House, 1 Commonside West and had one daughter my mother Lois June Lawrence Baker born 1921 Mitcham.
I was treated at Farnham Park for a back problem in 1981. At the time I had been having various different treatments for six months for supposed sciatica. In 2007 I had an X-Ray on my back, and an old L1 break was discovered. This I think was the cause of the problem in 1981, but had probably healed itself by the time I was sent to Fanham Park. At Farnham the staff got me mobile again with exercise and ...see more
Some more teachers that I remember are Miss Cooper, Mr Nicholson, Mr Downs, Mrs Irish, Mr Stevens (I think he went York to start his and his wife's own buisness), Mr Howarth the garden teacher, and Mr Thorpe the woodwork teacher. Some of these teachers moved to the new school that opened down Abbotts Road in August/September of 1963, I was 12.
In 1964 I started teaching at Brookfield School, Kirkby. and stayed "in digs"in Aigburth, Liverpool. For several years Lime Street Station was my arrival and departure point as I travelled between Liverpool and Swansea. Lime Street had changed a lot since 1890 but St George's Hall , with its many pillars, was still there. Around the corner, in Ranelagh Place, was the Adelphi Hotel, where Harold Wilson ...see more
I used to live at Spring Villa on the main road in Birch Vale in the 1970s and what fond memories I have from Birch Vale! My three older brothers and I used to walk up behind the house through some farming land and across to the quarry where we would spend many hours exploring the gravel pit pond for pond life, bicycling down the hill, playing in some sort of strange cement pool that was always full of discarded ...see more
Hi, I also remember Pengam, I went to school in the 1950s, a Mr Preist was the head then. I used to come down from Fairveiw through the arch and into the school. I love looking back and how wonderful Wales was. I'm living near London now. I used to sit and look at the steam engines at the station just by Pengam pit bottom, great days.
The boy on the bike is me (Eric Brigham), I lived at the post office with my parents who owned it (from memory) from 1967 to 1976. I was five years old in this picture. My father Gordon Brigham sold this postcard and others of the village. These were happy years for all of my family, such a nice village and people.
At Royston Senior school, I was a young lad of 14 and although the lads did not know it, I was quite strong and could do a man's job such as lifting heavy sacks of grain and humping bails of hay. Although I was a quiet lad and never sought out wanting to fight with anyone let alone pick a fight, there was a time when a lad by the name of John Cadman had been trying to interest some of the lads in the ...see more
My mum and dad got married here in 1964, John Jackson and Joan Davenport, it was gorgeous inside. As a child I lived on Salford Brow and spent many happy days around the area :)
Picture of Holmwood Cottage on the right, with what was then the coach house, now Coachman's Cottage, on the left. Holmwood Cottage was originally part of the Holmwood Park estate.
If I am correct, this was the house my grandfather Henry Oliver grew up in. He lived here with his family until he was around 20 I believe, and it was sold for around £30,000! I think this would of probably been around 1950 when it was sold, however I am not sure of the facts. Such a big beautiful house, it's a shame such properties are not kept as one these days. There is also meant to be a ghost - a lady who walks the lake! Not sure how many people have heard of this.
I lived in the Gables House on Haywood Lane from the age 6 to 10 years. The period was during the early 1950s. I believe the car on the left of this photo may be my father's parked ouside the Gables house. I attended Deepcar C of E infants and junior school during this period. My father was Works Manager of the two General Refractories brick works on Station Road, Deepcar. The junior school head master was ...see more
I lived in Consett from the mid-fifties onwards and have many mixed memories.
One distinct episode was the burning of the REX cinema.
I was living in the Black Horse in Front Street at the time and remember being woken early that morning by my family shouting and running about in the house. My aunt was the Stewardess of the 'Top Club', or Consett Working Mens' Club to give it the formal ...see more
Does anybody have memories of the Parakeet Cafe, in Northdown Road. We all used to hang out there in the early 1960s. There are lots of memories of those days. So many names come back. Buzz, Anthea Prentice, David Gradus, Terry Gold, Mike Jerome, Jo-anne, Brenda from the hairdressers, Cathy Mudge, Pam and Doug, Alex with his three wheel car (the fourth one came off going down the hill into Folkstone) etc etc. Anyone out there?
I have great memories of living in Prees from 1958-1968, my late husband's parents, Wright and Gladys Speed had lived in Primrose Lane in the village for many years. We moved into the house next door which is now the kennels. My husband had lots of family living in and around the village, including Nellie and Vic Grocott (whose son still runs Grocontinental). Our 4 children loved living in the village and have lots of ...see more
Does anyone remember the Fullwell Cafe? it was on the left hand side of Tomswood Road just past Albany's wood yard. My father Peter Full owned and ran it between 1960-1968. It was pulled down to make way for the bungalows that are still there. Those were the days!
Dolcorsllwyn Hall is an imposing, Elizabethan-style , family mansion, situated on the banks of the River Dovey between the villages Cemmaes Road and Mallwyd. The Hall is situated in its own grounds with access via a short tree-lined drive from the main road. At its entrance is the privately owned Old Coach House. The Hall is now owned by the trustees of the Dolcorsllwyn Hall Association and used as a ...see more
l think it was 1957 but am not sure. l remember my stay at St Mary's very much. After my first 2 weeks of being home-sick l loved it, the nuns and nurses were so kind. l remember beetroot with every meal and going down the steps to the sea. l was there for 6 weeks for Christmas and my birthday and we had a Christmas party and l also had a birthday party. The sea was so rough but it was great. l had never ...see more
I lived at Bowyers in Steep Marsh for five years and ran Country Riding Stables with my parents. We had 20 horses and ponies and I taught so many children to ride. They were really happy days and even now I regret giving it all up and moving on. I tried to find SteepMarsh on my way home from Portsmouth last year and it has all changed so much I did not recognised it. I just could not find the village at all. i loved ...see more
I went to this school in 1977-80. I started in Hawthorn House and Mr Holland's class, he was a good teacher. Then moved next door to Beech House and Mrs Bowcock's classs. I know I wasn't abused there or bullied because my parents would have took me out. I went there because I was on crutches because of an operation on my hip. There was a lot of kids there with differant disablities.
I ...see more
My oldest friend lived in Sarratt, went to Durrants School. We have been friends for 50 years. She lived on the lane named above. We both now live in the States. Her name is Pat Baker, mine is Liz Blades.
I was born in Stanwell in 1959, my parents bought a new house off Oaks road called Lindsay Close. Many hours were spent in the lovely park where we played tennis and crazy golf. My sister and I belonged to Woodcraft which was held in the village hall, we also did ballet lessons there. It was a really pretty village and I just loved the old shops and houses around the village green.
I have many fond memories of Greywell. My grandad William Edwin Poulter was born there in 1908. He built his bungalow 'Coomberry' and he used to bell-ring at the church. He lived there till he was about 90 before moving into a home and he sadly died in 2003.
My family has lived in Burnt Oak for years. My mom's Kit Mizon who passed away last year - we are a big family of 9 kids . If anyone that remembers is - I have a site on facebook "your edgware and burnt oak photos", you will find lots of old school friends and great photos
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Ref: photograph L56022 of the river and the green, I am the little girl with the blonde ringlets standing facing away from the river and I remember having that photograph taken with my sister Sadie the girl with the dark hair ,who was 8 at the time and I was 6. It was taken in 1962.
My family moved into Kitts Green Road 1937/38 before the road "joined" up with Mackadown Lane. There was Dad, Mom my older sister Edna, brother Dennis and my Grandmother (Dad's mother). I am still in contact with my best friend Thelma who lived further up the road. I am now nearly 80 years old but I remember it well, although I should add that my memories are of the way it was, going to the Bluebell Woods ...see more
My father was born and brought up at Chevington Drift, James William Smith, born 1946. He met my mother who lived in Amble, Kathleen Roberta Mclaren born 1945, at a dance that was held in Amble.
They married in 1967 at Amble. My childhood memory in the 1970s is of visiting my granny and grandad Smith whom at that time still lived at the Drift; they moved when the Drift was to be knocked down, I think it was ...see more
Back in 2009, I brought my son down to North Devon to retrace the places my grandmother's family originated from. I had previously found references to generations of Manleys and my x 2 great grandfather was the church warden of St Brannock's. I was fortunate to find his grave in the grounds of St Brannock's and then spent a couple of hours wandering up and down the rows saying the names of those lying peacefully so they would know they were being remembered by a northern stranger.
I grew up in a northern city never realising that my grandmother was born in Ilfracombe in 1905. I knew she spoke differently but was only when I was 10 did I start to truly listen to the beautiful accent of my grandmother and the stories she told of her childhood in Ilfracombe. Sadly it was only after the death of close family that I started to research my beautiful family and retraced ...see more
I was born in Diss but now live in Kilmarnock, if my memory serves me well, down Mount Street, where my granny on my mother's side lived. We, me and my brother, used to visit our cousins who lived beside gran and play in The Rectory Meadows behind it (Mike Webb and The Noble Clan).
I'm still in contact with my other cousin, Pat, also known as Lucy, who's now in the States but hoping to come back home soon. My ...see more
I was child of Ramsey St Mary's in the period 1939 to 1960. My family lived in the last 'grey pebble-dashed' council house going north out of village (3/4 of a mile from Ponders Bridge). My father's name was Harry Stafford Jacobs and my mother's Francis Ellen Jacobs. As well as myself, there were four other children, George, Bernard, Claude and Pearl. Anything about this area, ...see more
Our advance party arrived at Milton Barracks around June (could be wrong) to re-open the Barracks to commence training. As I remember, being the advance party the Cooks didn't consider we were worth feeding so we were rationed. In order to get a good meal we went around town looking for chippies etc.
When we got more used to the town the pubs came next, then the good old Prom.
During my happy ...see more
I spent many a happy time walking my Boxer dog round Old Portsmouth and he loved it down on the beach by the Hotwalls where I would throw stones in the sea for him to go and get.
I had only just got married and my husband was in the forces so he was away a lot so Blue (Boxer dog) and I spent a lot of happy times together, he was good company and through him I met so many other dog walkers.
Mr Atlee, or as he was when I knew him, Old Mr Atlee, lived on the corner of Cowper and Garfield Roads. Garfield Road was a long road starting at the balloon factory, passing the primary school and the Rec and ending at the Carton factory. Running along its length shooting off at right angles were 5 roads named after poets, starting with Cowper followed by Milton, Dryden, Tennyson and ending with Caxton. ...see more
I played tenor sax with The Dukes in the late 1950s. Tom Easton played drums, Bill Young played bass guitar, Alec Hutchieson rhythm guitar and the fabulous John Fairgreive lead guitar with Willie Findleyson singing. Both John and I lived in Bonnyrigg, Bill Young in Loanhead, and the others in Penicuick.
We played all over the place and had many many great nights out. I eventually came to ...see more
Half way down Garfield Road was the Recreation Ground; better know to all as simply the Rec. It was quiet a large area bounded on one side by Garfield Road and the other by the River Wandle, about which more another time.
Along the top end was the railway line and the bottom the fence dividing the Primary School from the Rec. You could see the kids clinging to the fence fingers and noses poking through the ...see more
I became a Student Nurse, training for the Orthopaedic Nursing Certificate at The Rowley Bristow Orthopaedic Hospital, on the day before my 17th birthday in January 1970.
The hospital was divided into two main buildings, St Nicholas's Home and St Martin's Home. This photograph shows the smaller of the two buildings, St Martin's, which is where I lived.
The main part of the first floor ...see more
During the Second World War I lived in Beach Road in a flat on the premises of Lewis's factory. My father was the manager there. The factory usually made men's clothing for the Lewis's stores but during the war it made army uniforms. It was very close to the docks and was heavily raided and my parents with others walked the grounds and roof during raids to put out incendiary bombs.
There was a good bus service into ...see more
My grandmother was born in 1921, Kitty Irvine, New March Street, siblings Tommy, Winnie, Nora, Betty, and Clemmie. Their parents were Nellie and Tom. Cousins Margaret and Renee. Kitty married Rob Hymers then lived in Beech Street (25) and had a daughter Valerie. Has anyone got any information or photos? Margaret married Billy, they had a shop near the Viking Statue. Thank-you.
I remember well the conker tree. I lived in Hill Terrace untll 1950 when I also went to New Zealand (Gisborne). And I remember the school house, by Danes Corner. I was at Herd Lane school from 1944 till 1950.
Margaret's memories of the pool jogged my own. I too remember being transported on red double deckers to the pool on several cold May and June mornings for swimming lessons.
I attended Coburg Street Secondary School for Boys and there was no question of whether to enter the pool or not, we were pushed by the teachers if we hesitated.
The good news though is that I managed to get a quarter mile certificate ...see more
I remember most fondly the bonfires og Guy Fawkes Night in November. These structures would take weeks to build and always had a three piece suite at the centre. This was where the gang would 'live', yes live for some time prior to the 5th in order to guard the bonfire from envious onlookers and spies from other parts of the village desperate to burn it bown. Camping out night after night with mates like Whacker, ...see more