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I attended Onslow County Secondary school in the late 1950s. I remember there were several children attending who came from that children's home at Pilgrim's Way. I always remember them as being well adjusted and extremely well mannered children. One particular friend of mine went by the name of Margaret ?, she had heart trouble and I believe underwent surgery in the early 1960s. She had a sister who had been ...see more
My memories of the Bridge are of when I used to travel from where my family lived in Weston Village into Runcorn (circa 1956) to do our shopping and watch the construction taking place, increasing in size each time we saw it - usually on a Saturday morning when we went into town to do the weekly shop in the market which was situated under cover next to the Runcorn swimming baths. Mine and my ...see more
I was born in Otley hospital as were most from Guiseley and all around. In 1969 I was posted there as a police officer and stayed until 1974. My daughter was born there in 1972 and my dad died there on his 81st birthday. I know every alleyway and every warm heating outlet at 2am... and of course the doughnut bakery down Bridge Street. Last night I found that my two Sergeants died in the 1990s and life is going ...see more
My grandmother bought the Grove Hall and ran it as a small country hotel. I remember having my birthday parties in the dinning room. As kids we also used to play with the swords and battle axes that were hanging on the walls. Luckily no one was seriously hurt. We also used to play in the attics, this is where I had a strange encounter with a duo of ghostly balls flying past my head. My parents moved the family ...see more
I must have got a Saturday job with Sid as soon as I'd turned 13 in 1972-ish for £2 a day...I loved working for him. Fond memories of gents coming into shop with a pound note asking Sid to 'change' it for them - giving it to Sid who'd slowly ring no sale into the till, carefully place the note in, extract an identical one and give to customer - duly 'changed.'
Another favourite was when they asked Sid to 'split' a fiver. He'd simply tear it in two and then calmly hand it back. What a great job!
Dear reader, I have received some lovely messages since writing a few memories I thought I would add a few more. The Rock Inn I use to stay with my great uncle/aunty's public house, namely the Rock Inn, in 1958- 1965. The Pub was split into three rooms, the Snug, the Lounge Bar and the restaurant. There (Jim and Florence Pyle) were the landlord of the the Rock. At the time we the Bishop Family lived ...see more
Hello! This is a memory of my late Mother ~ so if anyone can remember, please contact me! In 1946 my Mother was staying at Pond House in Sanderstead. She was staying with the Murdoch family and was a Nanny to Gay Murdoch. Pond House is still standing, and opposite the Pond and the Gruffy. In those days The Rectory was next door. Does anyone remember The Murdoch family and my Mother was called Winifred Cooper ?
Wayne Carter’s memories from 1966 - 1973 I remember Olive an old lady in Trafaser Crescent, she lived in the flats, I use to do errands for her; she always buy me ice-cream, or give me sweets. I remember Michael Bratcher, John Cain, and David George, Neil O’Mara, Twins Peter and Tony Isles, and I would call for Russell Sims every morning; we’d play football with a tennis ball before ...see more
I was born at 1 Mount Pleasant Road, corner of Sandy Lane - the 7th of eight siblings born to Francis George Martin & Rose Emily Long. Unfortunately, I had to leave Little Sandhurst when 5 years old. Fortunately the memories I left with have been with me all my life. The Guy Fawkes fires on the 'Common', the Christmas parties at Wellington and Sandhurst Military Colleges and the Methodist Church, the gypsy coming ...see more
I used to work on the market on Saturday morning when I was not playing football for the school team (St Gabriels. I used to go around the stalls with jugs of tea and sandwiches for the stallholders. I remember the black pudding man was a great tipper, he always said thanks and gave me a tanner (sixpence) and it was well received. and the black puddings were great as well. I also had a job on Wednesday evenings ...see more
I moved to the hill as a child with my brother and sisters in the early 1950as to Dagnam Park Square. We had a lovely wood there to play in. Tin Tan Tommy was our best game, standing on the sand bin spying out the other kids and calling out their names once they were spotted. We had to cross the old A12 to get to Harold Park shops, or Dutch and Little as it was known back then, where we would shop in Fairways ...see more
Wayne Carter My father is Frederick Carter born in London, and mother was Loraine Carter nee Chadwick was born Cyfarthfa Street Roath; mum sadly passed away in 1998. I have a younger sister Jane Carter nee Dunscombe, and younger brother Paul Carter. I was born in St David’s hospital; until I was nearly 2 I lived in Claude Road, Roath. I was just over 2 years old when my family and I moved to ...see more
I lived at no. 11 Elmwood Cottages from 1950-58 with my parents, brother and sister and have fond memories of the village. We used to collect blackberries to sell to a man with a van who parked on the triangle which is just showing in the forefront of the photo. He would weigh what we had and the money we earned would pay for us to go to Thame fair. Miss Kirby was the infant school teacher and in the ...see more
Does any one have any memories of a Wilma Rutherford? She was a friend of my mother's and I would love to hear any memories of her.
The Corringham Bull brings back memories for me too. I remember very well the legendary publican Charlie Abbott, better known as 'short change Charlie'. I left Corringham in 1963 but I sometimes return for a visit and have a pint in the Bull but it never seems quite the same as it was, but I suppose that's the way it is, nothing stays the same.
When I was young in the 1950s I would spend some weeks of my summer vacation at my grandparents' house at 11 Newington Terrace, Elizabeth and Albert Torr. I remember swimming in the river, we would go to the weir and remove some of the planks and let the water spray over us and cool us down. I would travel each year from Belfast in Northern Ireland by boat to Liverpool and then by train to Craven Arms. My ...see more
I recall being taken here for my first real drink aged 13 by my uncle. I had to sit outside of course. It soon became my local and I drank there up until the mid 70s.
Even after all the years, it still looks basically the same here!
I am sure the shop running down the side of the river was a shoe shop and that they had a big rocking horse that I used to love to ride, but when going in I used to look down at the river and my legs would go weak, I still get strange dreams about it today and I am 60.
Memories of Brambletye Boys Preparatory School 1967 – 1971.
When I went to Brambletye at the age of nine, in September 1967, it was my fifth school in the last four years. As my parents were routinely being posted within the Army, they felt a boarding school would give me a more stable education. I vaguely remember touring the school with them and Mr Blencowe, the Headmaster, one summer ...see more
I really remember the fish & chip shop, the stuffed alligator; kids were scared of it apart from me. I also recall how nasty that short Greek woman from the fish & chip shop was. One early memory I recall isn’t only an unquestionable horror, but also a total mystery. I trailed my mother as she carried my younger sister through the empty supermarket. We paused on the bus ...see more
My dad was from Bridgend and my mother was from Llanharran. In 1961 soon after they’d got together, I was conceived, they left the valley's and moved in with my Nan, Maureen Payne / Pobihem, and Step Grampy, Polish partner John Pobihem along with my aunties Janice, Sandra, Sonia and Uncle Peter; my Nan was pregnant with my Uncle Mark. My Nan was better known to us as Bigmam; I didn’t know she was my ...see more
My life in Edwinstowe started in 1953. My father was starting a new job of caretaker at King Edwin School, l was three years old.
My new friend was Jean Matkin whose father also worked at the school, we had many happy hours playing and village life was good, the miners so friendly and helpfull with the odd help with coal, and in winter time my dad made a sledge so that we could get milk etc from the ...see more
Janine, I grew up in Darlington, we left in 1968 to come to Canada, I remember very well the Scots Greys buses On the back they had their slogan, "Glorious Runs and Safe Returns". My mother used to organise street trips to Redcar and Seaton Carew, and we always hired those buses. I lived in Hewitson Road and Park lane, went to St. Johns School and the Grammar School
The person was probably 'Tiny' who was the National Trust warden. He was also an entertainer who regaled us with stories and jokes of the local area.
We met him when we lived at Ford Cottage in the early 1950s. He had names for the swans and each of the cygnets on the second pond.
I was born June 1953 in the white bungalow just to the right of the woman in the photo. It was called "Meadway" and my parents moved there in 1950 when there was just fields opposite where the houses can be seen. My sister still lives on the plot of land in the house built in 1975 to replace the old bungalow.
Is West Hill Hospital still at the top of West Hill? And do some of you remember the trams going from the Dartford libary and up West Hill? I cannot remember how far they went to.
I was born in Calverley in 1948. I lived with my mother, father and brother (Ernest). I attended Calverley Church School. I played down in the woods most of the time, with my brother and our friends. My brother was a bully with everyone that he came across, especially me. He used to tell me to climb down the Quarry to help him collect birds eggs, I was only 5 or 6 at the time. I have lovely memories of ...see more
I lived in Wrottesley Park from around 1955. I lived with my parents after my dad lost his job as a farm worker at a farm in Pattingham. We were going to be made homeless after my dad's injury but we were housed in the park. My name then was Wendy Lewis. I had three brothers at the time and a sister. We were given a home at the bottom end of the park, the last one nearest the road, My dad got ...see more
My name was Lynette Evans
I’d just like to say hi to everyone that has shared memories of Splott.
I remember so much, so clearly, I was barely 3 years old when I moved from Llanharran to Portmanmore Road. It was a supermarket directly opposite the fish & chip shop owned by Greeks.
I'd like to pay my respect to a family that can't write their own memories; maybe this will jog somebody’s memory. In ...see more
I have very fond memories of spending lots of weekends with my nan and grandad in their caravan which was on Sun Valley, Marsh Road, Rhuddlan. I used to be friends with the owner's daughter Linda, as we grew up we used to listen to the music in the club room and dance on the outside balcony, if I remember right they lived in a little bungalow on site before moving to a larger property in Rhyl near to where B&Q is now.
I just wanted to let you know there is a fabulous watercolour for sale on ebay of Mulbarton. http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Watercolour-16cmx9cm-Mulbarton-near-Norwich-Norfolk-Marjorie-Lewis-/180742890082?pt=UK_art_Paintings_GL&hash=item2a151da262 many thanks
Reading Gwynfor's memories, reminded me of my childhood in Esgairgeiliog . I lived in 'Awelon' or as commonly known 'Yr Efail'. The blacksmith's forge was our wash house and above was my father's workshop. A few years ago my wife and I had the pleasure to be shown around by Julia. What a fantastic home she and her husband had created, and what an excellent book she has also written.
I was born in ...see more
Hi, as a kid me and our Mick would be look outs for workers from Camel Lairds playing pigeon toss for pennies. At the side of the building to the right of the tunnel we lived in the Abbey Buildings and the tunnel area was a play area for us kids, we would play in railway sidings to the right of the pic. We would play on the gardens at the front of the tunnel, it was so different in them days. We would watch ...see more
I lived in Austrey Lane about a half mile from the village. I went to Newton Regis school starting in 1947 and leaving in 1953. When I started school the headmistress was Mrs Rose. I remember her vaguely as a kindly and motherly person. I don't think the school had very high standards then but they improved when Mrs Crook became head. This would be ...see more
My family lived in Kinellar (Blackburn) before we emigrated to New Zealand in 1959. My sister and I went to Kinellar School, and my Dad, Bob Forbes, also attended the same school when he was a lad and has often talked about his schooldays there. I still have my Primary II report card and I remember my teacher Miss Brown and the Headmaster (or Dominie as it's called in that part of the world) was Mr ...see more
We moved to Bletchingley in 1958 [then spelt Blechingley] to no1 Church Walk [my mother named it Obberds]. I remember Selmes the Butcher and the animals being unloaded for slaughter, horrible. My dad and I would go fishing on Sunday mornings and catch pike which would be wieghed on Selmes's scales and then consumed by us for Sunday lunch! We owned nos1, 2, 3 and the old works where my Dad [Clyde Willats] ran an ...see more
eve udil ann robert barnes were married he was the first toy boy they were really happy driveing their 25d david broun i lived there untill 1968. george widden used to catch badgers and eat them. there were many strange people in bothenhampton the likes of colin webb mr gordon holt and grinter the buglers etc i moved to canada where there are people but none as nice as the people from bothenhampton
I lived in Mos Bank from age approximately 2 1/2 to about 10 years old then moved on to Frederick Street - finally moving to NYC in 1961. I have very fond memories of living there with my five siblings and being close to farms once you got past the chemical works ... ICI I believe. Very fun times around the Tanhouse Train Station ... the local chippy's and the Widnes Baths ... all are sweet memories.
I remember playing football at your old school with the boys of Crouch End Junior School, and using the British Restaurant next door at the YMCA in 1945.
As a 10 year old, I moved with my parents to 90 Middle Lane 1938, which is now demolished. I remember watching the firework displays at Alexandra Palace. I was evacuated to Cornwall in 1938 with Crouch End Junior School, returned in 1941, went to the the senior school, and lived in Tivoli Road next door to the school. I remember the headmaster's name - Mr Chapman - he liked using the cane, and Mr ...see more
Warnham Court School had many special memories. If you are the Joyce I remember then I will enlighten you with what I remember. I have memories of Peter Stoodly and Roy Crump fighting over your affections after a night out at the theatre in Littlehampton. Good minibus ride back remember. I think you were very good friends with Louise Hume at the time who was dating Larry Eden. Other names I remember are ...see more
Not a memory, but I discovered my great great grandmother Mary Antcliffe was sent to prison for the murder of her stepson Joseph aged 18 months. She was accused of beating him to death. There were several neighbours mentioned in the news reports. Mary -the wife of Joseph Keyworth Ann -the wife of Charles Cartwright Maria -the wife of Thomas Wright, carpenter Mary -the wife of Robert Cawdwell publican, mother of Maria Wright.
I left Caerphilly in 1955 to join the Royal Airforce. Prior to this I worked for AJ Marshall Wholesale Confectioners in Castle Street. I went to school at The Twyn Secondary Modern as it was then known. I remember coming on leave and having a few pints in the Clives Hotel, on leaving I took the short cut to Nantgarw Road via the Castle fields but unkown to me the moat had been filled so ...see more
My family moved from Haslingden to Newchurch Road in 1950 opposite the Farhome Tavern. As an eight year old I attended Western Junior School until 1953 leaving to attend Blackthorn Secondary Modern until June 1957 when our family moved to Morecambe. After school walking home in the Bacup direction I passed several shops and Stacksteads Station standing back on the right. The next main landmark was the ...see more
I owned a large picture of 'The Haywain' which for many years hung on my living room wall. During the 1980s I was lucky enough to visit the cottage and it was like walking into the painting; it was magical!
I was at Langley Residential school between 1956-1958. Does anyone remember Dorothy Kathleen Speakman, a skinny 8 or 9 year old?
I remember being able to buy soap and talcum powder and sweets from the school tuck shop on a Saturday morning, trips to Ilkley moor and Mum only managing to visit once a month.
I remember being in trouble after only a week as some of us girls stole into the boys' dormitory after midnight (just for a dare of course, we were only very young).
I remember the Sugar Bowl very well as I used to swim there. I was a boarder at Red House School further down the Brighton Road, does anyone remember that? Best days of my life (another story), Walton on the Hill for Boys' Brigade, Sugar Bowl for swimming, oh yes, as we all seem to say, if only I could turn the clock back and it's so true!
I remember being in Heswall Hospital at Christmas and a Nativity scene being in the entrance to the ward. I used to sleep on a wooden 'Nelson' to help drain the mucous from my infected lung, with the bi-fold doors wide open for the fresh air, we had apricot jam sandwiches for tea, and to this day I dislike apricot jam. The older girls used to bath us. I must have spent quite a few months there, after being in ...see more
I remeber the old canteen, playing on the old factory site, and I remember the lorries parked there full of dead cows from Lidgates (stunk like hell). I remember when it was just fields all around, the old Shell garage was just a wooden shed with old pump. No Shenstone Colse or Whitnash and so on.
My name is Peter Brightman. I lived in Cambridge from 1974 till 1978. I worked at P.O. Reeds in Trumpington Street then Croppers hairdressing. If anybody remembers me I am on Facebook. My email is: bpeterbrightman@aol.com
Ivy Myers.
I wonder how many people from Chalfont remember the "Rose and Crown", a Benskins pub. My father owned it from 1946 until 1950. There was also the “Kings Head” which was on the corner of Joiners Lane. Of course if you look for them now you won't find them, the area is covered by the dual carriage-way and round-a-bout. At this time the village had hardly any cars going through it. My ...see more
It breaks my heart to see how the years, short-sighted councillors and rapacious businessmen have ruined this once noble and beautiful seaside resort.
How could anybody have countenanced destroying this view for the ugly, noisy smelly and shabby fairground rides that have replaced it?
Up and down the terraces and promenades of the north beach what were once gardens, putting greens and other ...see more
The Blackburn family. Hi, my grandparents lived in Forcett all of their married life and brought up four children there. Milly was the oldest, she was my gran's daughter from her first marriage, the surname was Swann. Then she met and married my granddad and had three more children, David, Joan and Alexander who was my dad. He married my mum (Stella) from South Africa. l remember many happy hours playing in front of ...see more
I have a Book of Common Prayer with Hymns presented to me on Jan 17th 1949 with the inscription "From Daddy to Eileen". On the same page dated 1910 is the inscription " Presented by the Church Army for Essay Writing at Hothfield Kent". It was obviously very precious to him and I wonder if anyone can give me any information about it. My father's name was Frederick Harold Webb who was born in 1896, in Canterbury, and ...see more
My mother and her mother were born in my great-grandparents' cottage at Hanworth Common. Richard and Blanche Craske they were. Well dear old Richard was really my step great grandad. The true one was Charles Pitcher but he died in 1894. I've traced the maternal male line back to Abraham Pitcher, born in 1791 at Thurgarton.
I lived with my mother Mary [nee Riches], my younger brother and ...see more
It's good to see all the comments here about the village. Lo's of memories when people mention Reg Wilson's, Stanway's and people like Stuart Egerton etc.
I was born at the cottage at the top of Church St ...21 Whitlow Lane to be exact although the front of our house faced down Church St. My Mum and Dad were Sam and Jessie Gibson and I had a sister Kath ...unfortunately ...see more
I remember the Ice Cream Parlour opening near the corner, Tony's I think it was called. Being only 13-14 at the time, we could never afford to buy one but it was fun to watch, all chrome and glass, just like an American movie.
It is all too easy to look back to the past and remember an idyllic picture of country life and forget how it was in reality, I often think back to when I was growing up in Claverley in the 1950s and 60s.
My parents, younger brother, and I lived in a tied cottage which came with my father's job as a farm worker, this was no picture postcard house by any means, in fact it was a ...see more
In the early 1970s my brother and I were put in the children's home at the bottom of Dairymore, I remember a stream just outside, a lawn area with a tree and it being opposite the school. We would really love to see some photos of that time and/or here from anyone who may have been at the school, gone to the children's home or have memories about Wickham in the early to mid 1970s.
The 'Aunty' who ran the part ...see more
Yes I remember spending most of our (my brother John and I) summer holidays playing on Runcorn Hills. Both parents worked and so most mornings, weather permitting, we would head off to the hills from our home in Weston Village, armed with a bottle of water and usually a jam butty and an apple. We would spend the day there, often meeting up with other kids who were on a similar day out. One very powerful memory ...see more
My father Fred Beckett was born 1909 in Knottingley. Attended Rope Walk School up to about 1925. I remember him telling me that he had painted a large peacock on one of the walls in the school hall. This had remained part of the school for many years.
I was born in St Andrew's Hospital which was once a workhouse, I wasn't sure of the year it became St Andrew's Hospital. I was born there in May 1967 and my sister was born July 1968. I am not sure of year the hospital became Billericay Burns Unit before it moved to Broomfield, Chelmsford, where it is to the present day.
I can remember as a small child visiting my Uncle Johnny who lived in a little road called Maes Morgan, on the main road into Llanrhaider ym Mochnant. Visits were also made to St Garmon's Church at Mynydd Mawr where my grandfather Allen Morris came from. Can someone please tell me where Groes Lwyd Llanarmon is and also Bedren Llanarmon, I would be very grateful. I have visited the area on a number of occasions and would like to know if any relatives still live in the area.
The water was not just cold, but freezing! A few of us always wanted to go for a swim before school (very brave of us) but we never did. I never went off the stages, they were too high for me. Living in Cefnpennar we spent most of the time swimming in the warm reservoir even in the winter. Did you see the photo I put in the Cynon Valley Leader? Most of the time we swam in the buff.
John Maude, David Jeeves, Tony Sockett, Trevor Plane, Terry Keene, Madeline Ward, Brenda Sayles, Gillian Scott, Barbara Baker, Pat Roome, June Engledow, Ray Smith, John Wood, Frankie Mills, Irene Harris, Dorothy Stone, Marcia Bramley, John Mc Neil,John Stevenson, Ken Barlow, Mick Horrocks, Mike and Eleanor Williams [the twins], Janet Cartlidge, Eddie Bell, John Sheperd, Mick ...see more
My great-great-aunt's (sisters called Copland) kept a wool shop in Edinburgh in the 1800s. I have tried to find out about them but without much success. I would be delighted to hear from anyone with any knowledge of them or the shop.
Many thanks.
Jennifer Cook (Copland)
I remember my father-in-law taking me to Barkers to look at a commerative board of the employees of Barkers who fought in either the South African campaign or the First World War. The board was on the right hand side of the entrance above a staircase. My father-in-law's father, Robert John Cook, was on the board. I have been unable to find any information about this. I hope that someone else will remember this and may even know where the board went.
Jennifer Cook
My memory of the Penllwyn was being baptised. At that time it was called the Penllwyn Mission. The Baptism took place where the bar now stands. Also my wedding reception was held there in 1972.
We used to live in Sherrard Road and I attended Monega Road School. I remember some real pea soupers where I'd walk to school by following the walls of the houses as I went along. Otherwise couldn't see more than a few feet. But also remember great Christmases as friends of my parents lived just down the road and they'd always spoil me rotten. Sadly I've lost touch with them.
Not a memory obviously but a fact discovered when doing family research. My Great Grandfather's eldest sister was married to a Grenadier Guard in The Chapel Royal at the Tower. Her husband Giles was stationed there at the time. The date was 1860.
The cinema was the ABC Broadway, but the main road through Eccles was (and hopefully still is) Church Street. The cinema was at the bottom of Church Street, where it met with Liverpool Road.
I remember so many memories of Milford especially living in our cottage, it was opposite the pub that my parents worked in, my mum was a cook and dad was the manager, we knew everyone in Milford in them days. The A3 was a very busy road, we lost quite a few cats to the road. The sad thing was that a few years after my dad died my mum decided to sell and we moved not far, only to Godalming, but having ...see more
I was at Park Hall Camp from March until May 1962 with 17 Training Reg R.A. I remember standing to attention on the drill square as a seventeen and a half year old boy wondering what had hit me, and the Crewe-bound train passing and the fireman or driver mocking us on parade, and Sergeant Johnson shaking his fist in return. I had some happy days at Park Hall except for when one of our number was seriously injured (I think he died) by an over eager sentry.
My parents, Joan & Roger Graham, bought the Black Lion pub in 1963/4? and concentrated on building the business up and making it a large part of village life. With the full co-operation and hard work of my parents and the villagers, Abergorlech won the 'Best Kept Village in Wales' from 1964-1966. I have a photo of them outside the pub following their win in 1964. Dad introduced pub games and Mum her wonderful ...see more
Having been born and living in Milford till I was 18/19 years old I remember this shop, probably from 1969 when I was about 5, my mum used to do the delivery driving for them at one time. I loved going to the shop. I used to walk just across the road as we lived in the cottage opposite the pub (White Lion). I had a best friend who moved there after Mr and Mrs Blake left, Stephanie Parsons was her name, we used to play in the rooms above the shop, and had a real good time.
I remember the small school well. I went there 1953 -1957 close to the Manchester Ship Canal. Lunch was brought around in big steel cans and we had much fun and laughter. Christmas plays were fun too. I also lived at 513 Barton Lane before moving to Australia late 1958. My grandparents lived 569 Barton lane and their garden skirted the Bridgewater canal before it crossed over Barton Lane. I ...see more
I was stationed at Conningsby in 1953. I would be interested if there is anyone that served at that time on this base. I am now living in Canada.
My family moved from Sutton Bridge to Canada in or around 1912 or 1913. Looking for any family that may still be in that area. William Staines and his wife Rosa, and their 6 or 7 children left for Canada. Thanks, Lisa Freeman, in Canada
We came to live in Calmore in 1945 at 304 Calmore Road. We used to have the milk delivered by horse and cart. My mother would go out with her tin jug and I would follow her and get up on the cart and he would turn round and we would go down Webbs Lane to the farm 'where the pub is' and I would get off and walk down the other lane where the hillybillies lived (that's what I called them) and then I would walk back ...see more