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When I was 3 years old, it was the beginning of the Second World War. My parents lived in busy warfilled, threatened Portsmouth, and decided that I would be safer far away. My mother had joined the WRENS and my father was required to work rather than be called up. So at age 3, I was sent to the Vicarage at Buriton and I stayed there until the war ended when I was 9 years old.
I was born in Birley Street, just near the reck park, now re named the red reck. I went Liverpool Street Girls School when I was a little one. I started in the nursery. I loved that old school. I remember watching a show there called 'Hansel and Gretal', it scared me to death, lol. I used to play shop in the early days there with all those old toffee jars and toy money. I can still picture the ...see more
I was born here in 1956 at 5 Vaynol Cottages. The house with the plaque. I remember the trees across the river. I used to run from Pen Lon all the way home as they were very scary in the dark .
I was born in 89 Abbot Street, just off Sunderland Road, in 1932, then we moved to the Gateshead end of Redheugh Bridge. When the Second World War started we moved to 20 Brussel Street. The Davidson family lived in the flat above us, Andi went to Rose Street School for a short time. My sister Alice and I were evacuated to Saltburn by the Sea for a while. We always went to the Rats pictures to see George ...see more
Gad's Hill Place was my school when I was 7-9 years old, from about 1950-1953. About 4 or 5 girls of similar ages lived on Thames Sailing Barges at Hoo and went to school together, sometimes by car, but usualy by bus. I don't remember much about the school, but I remember the gardens which had many little 'graves' dedicated to pets which the Dickens children had had.
I lived in Dowlans Road from 1934 to 1952 when I did National Service. I was the errand boy for Harry Absolam from 1944 to 1946 when I started work in London. The 2 girls behind the counter were Joan Guy and Thelma?
I was brought up in Rayleigh and have memories of the High Street since I was a small child in the 1950s, and remember going to the shops with my mother. I moved away years ago so these photos brought back a lot of memories for me.
I was born in Suttislea in Nitten in 1947 but my sister and I emigrated to Gowkshill when I was 2 (I think) and lived at 18 Pentland Avenue till I married Isobel from Bonnyrigg when I was 21. I grew up with the Weighands and the Dolyes and worked in the time office at the Lady and the Workshops. The Sunday games in the big park were the highlight of my youth, often starting at around 11 and finishing ...see more
My memory of Syderstone is in October of 1951. I left my home in Leicester as the bride of a young man who was in the USAF. He had been my High School pen-friend and was stationed at RAF Sculthorpe. I left my home for Norfolk one week after my wedding but unfortunately my husband had been unable to find us a house to rent. In desperation we rented a room at the local pub in Syderstone. I can't recall the name of ...see more
I was born in the School House in 1935. In my childhood days I remember spending time at the Smithy, pumping the bellows. Hill Ridware was my first school to which we went by road by the Chadwich Arms, or down a long pathway by the smithy (opposite the Royal Oak). Next to the Cadwich Arms was a farm. We used to watch the cattle come in for milking. My grandfather owned the row of houses opposite the ...see more
I am trying to find out exactly where in Denmead my great uncle and aunt lived from the forties to the seventies. The wooden bungalow was called Forest View and had a very large garden. They kept bees and every year when the honey had been bottled they had a party always referrd to " the bee do". Does anyone remember them?
I have found the love of my life, Sandy Tickner, thank you for your help in finding her, it has made my life a whole lot better.
Sometimes in those early days we went on holiday to Mam’s mother and father in Brotton. This was a small village about two miles from Saltburn, a Victorian holiday resort on the North Yorkshire coast. I recall the pier there, where you feel you are out at sea when the tide was in. A journey up and down the cliff on the funicular railway was always a thrill. It is still there and is still quite exciting as I ...see more
I was born at 41 King's Avenue in 1947 and left the area in 1959. My brothers were born at the nursing home at end of the road.
I remember particularly the shops Le Bonbon, Pudicombes, Sainsbury's (where we serverd at separate counters and paid at the back - complete with an overhead system for getting money to cashier), Tom (the fishmonger), the clock shop and the ironmongers - all on the ...see more
I was born at 65 Southey Street, Sunderland Road in 1934. My family, the Towns family, had lived there for years. I went to Sunderland Road School and two of my teachers, Flintoff and Comway, taught my uncles. On leaving school I worked as an office boy at Clarke Chapmans, St James Road. As school kid me and my mates used to stand on St James bridge, at 5 o'clock when the factory came out, it ...see more
I have been researching the Norden Family History for my husband's uncle. His mother was born in London and he wondered why she came to live in Weston Colville with relatives. James Norden was living and working in West Wratting, according to the 1881 Census. His grandparents were living at The Chestnut Tree in West Wratting and James's grandfather was also a ...see more
I travelled every year with Broughtons shows, and worked on the dodgems. We got cans of water from the houses near, I would think they have been knocked down by now. I used to go to the Italian cafe and walk along the river. We were made welcome. My name was Paddy, I was 20 then. Great days.
My memories of the area around the Castle are of fishing both off the pier and from the beach at the other side of the castle from this picture, it would have been around 1978/9 while I was still an apprentice at Timex and before I got my first car and was able to travel further afield.
One of my ancestors has Broughty Ferry Castle listed as her place of birth in 1863, a rather special link that I am proud to boast about :)
While doing my family tree I have come across births of my ancestors in Maltby le Marsh, Mary Skinn born 1856 son of John Skinn who married Elizabeth Rylott at the Parish Church on 23rd March 1852. John's parents were James Skinn born 1771 in Strubby and Elizabeth Bullivant. I am looking for any information on this family. CAN YOU HELP?
Mark Skinn
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In 1966 I was so proud to pass my 11 plus, the first in the family. We respected teachers then and wouldn't dream of answering back. Though I did seem to spend an awful lot of time in detention for talking in class. These were some of the best days of my life such fond memories of friends and teachers from long ago.
Lynnette Ganda (nee Winter)
My mother and father lived in Downton, Wilts, and my brother and I joined the Royal Marines, and were in 'A' Troop, 40 Commando. I became the Light Welter Weight Champion of the Royal Marines when I was a recruit at Portsmouth.
I married a wonderful girl from Downton, named Jean Slade, and we had six children, but one of them was killed at the top of Lode Hill, Downton in a road accident.
My eldest ...see more
I was born 1976 in Carlton. My father was a miner, Brian Mcbeth. My mother worked in a club or bar called Annabell's, Ann Mcbeth. My brother John Mcbeth helped on the farms. I think we lived on Kingston Road. I remember my father taking me to the greyhound, we had a whippit. My father was very found of racing and darts if I recall. Anyone who thinks they may know my parents, please contact me as I'm trying to find my father.
Yours gratefully.
How exciting to see this photo. In the early 1950s my nan had a sweet shop at 90 Albion Street (I think the building on left with drug sign). At around 1956 -57 my mum, dad, sister Trude and myself moved in. We built up the garden at the back where my father grew lovely flowers. My mum ran her marriage bureau in the shop (The Good Companions). I had the whole harbour, beach and canal as my playground along with Tony Strudwick, Tony Strevens and Chris Bunby. Aaah happy days!
Moved into Larchfield Road in 1952, aged 4. We used to play in an old mansion-style house we called Quarry House. It was situated on the corner of Virgins Lane opposite Edge Lane. Can anybody shed any light on this derelict house, before it was pulled down to make way for bungalows?
I remember as a boy of 12, when I and my friend David Nutt would play down by Caerau library for hours;
on most days we would not go back home for hours, but Mam and Dad would know where we would be. I am Peter Darby, now coming up for 53. I wonder how have the years gone so quick, now as I pass where the library used to stand I stop for a moment and think
y.y.y.o.y.
we to where boy;s
This is for Gwynne Tilley. The bakers shop you refer to was 'Pauls', a family business not far from the church and roughly opposite Woolworths in The Broadway. Pauls was a family business delivering by horse and cart out to my home in Corringway but I do not know how long it survived after WW2. Trams ran along the main road in 1934 but were replaced about 1936 with Trolleys Nos 607 and 655 running from Hanwell, possibly Southall, to Shepherds Bush. Dudley Parker cryogenic@clara.net
I lived at No 3 The Terrace Station Road, and started school in Hatfield Peverel in 1945. My farther worked for Lord Raleigh at the Bury farm also at Termitts farm. As a lad i worked for Mr Oliver the baker on a Saturday morning, we used to make the bread early in the morning and Mr Oliver would deliver the bread with his horse and cart, i would follow him on my bike with a basket on my arm and he would give ...see more
Norma asked about George Alcock. There is quite a lot of info about his history on the search engines. Our daughter Shelley was taught by Mr Alcock at Southfields Primary School, Stanground. This was her last year when she was aged 10/11. She loved Mr Alcock. He was very patient and always interesting to listen to. He instilled in her a love of birds and the stars. Mr Alcock was always willing to give up ...see more
1969 wasn't my first visit to Blackwaterfoot, that was two years earlier, but it was probably the year I fell in love with the place. We stayed at The Rock Hotel, and I was 12 at the time. It was a small establishment, probably around 15 rooms, and was the second building along the road to the golf course. I recall there were three families staying there, the Wells who had three children, the Rileys who had ...see more
To my recollection, my dad Harry Hall lived on Central Drive, Collyhurst with his brothers Jimmy, Graham, Tommy and sisters Pat and Maureen, who are my aunts and uncles. Sadly my dad, aunty Maureen and uncle Tommy are no longer with us. My aunty Pat did marry Carl Dolan and they now live in Failsworth.
Growing up in Blackley, Manchester where I lived with my mum, Mary Hall ( nee Lowe ) and dad Harry Hall, I have ...see more
Wonderful memories of the hot summers of the late 1950s and 1960s, visiting the pool most weekends and during the school holidays. I learned to swim there.
Hearing the announcements over the tannoy, the smell of Peanut Brittle and Nivea. Collecting soft drink bottles for the deposit, the St. John Ambulance hut, etc.etc.
I was born at 52 Wellington Road, Bridgwater, Somerset in 1951. I came to Adelaide in Australia with my hubby and son in 1973.
Mary (nee Bird) and Alan Pearce, we were married in St John's Church in 1971.
I will never know why, but we used to take the train to Lundin Links, and then taxi to Lower Largo. I don't know when these holidays started (I was born in 1957 and there are certainly photos of me around 3 years old). Initially we stayed at "the wee house" owned by a Mrs. Simpson, I remember nothing of this other than being being bathed in a tiny "stand-alone" bath. Subsequent years are a lot ...see more
Does anyone remember the red wagon laden with pots and pans?
The wall on the left in the photo is Manor Street School which I attended from about 1953 until 1959. I am still in touch with Rod Gray. Does anyone else remember me or Rod from that time?
The Headmistress was Miss Jarvis who was always accompanied by her Dachsund dog!
My memories of Brockhall are with my adopted brother who was placed there to give my mum a rest. I remember Lilac ward, Sunflower ward was a main one my brother was placed on. I remember Mr Buckler and Nurse Maiden, it broke my heart to leave my brother there and I have pictures of us going to see him. I remember my mum taking me the first time on the train and having to walk ...see more
Well I wasn't around in 1926 and it was certainly much busier by the 70's when I worked on the launches. You'd never see an empty prom then, at any time of year. One thing unchanged seems to be that launch. I'm sure it is Lotus, she was a beauty very graceful, fast and a joy to drive. Not much dry space for passengers when it rained though. On the other hand glorious in sunny weather! Where is she now though? I bet she's still going strong.
I remember going to the Saturday morning picture in the Laurie Hall, it cost 6d. We lived in North Street and going back through the churchyard to the next street there was an ice factory threre and on a hot day they would give us a pieceof ice to suck on the way home. Great memories.
We moved to Pool in 1943 as my father had a job as an aircraft inspector at the factory at what is now Leeds & Bradford Airport. We lived in a house one corner up from the notorious Furze Hill Corner which was a very regular place for serious road accidents. I remember vividly witnessing an accident involving a car carrying some airmen which failed to negotiate the corner and collided with a ...see more
I worked on the Steet Stella in 1963. One of my jobs in the morning was to walk round the whole of the track to make sure of the integrity of the woodwork. Also we had to spend two hours a day in the tower at the top to make sure the cars did not get too close together. Also we took turns operating the manual brakes whereby the cars were stopped at the end of the ride. I remember I was so sad when it was pulled down and replaced by the 'Wild Mouse'.
What a find!! My great and great great grandparents lived in South Street, Wellington. I couldn't believe it when I had a closer look at this photo, on the right hand side of this there is a drapery shop and it has their name over the doorway. GRATTON. I had heard stories of the drapery shop in Wellington but never imagined that I would see it.
What a brilliant web site too.
When I was a young lad I used to go to Nelson Speedway. My memories are very vague now but I do remember the smell of the bikes, and ducking down hiding from the gravel spit out whilst the bikes went around the corners. Happy innocent days long before health and safety took the fun out of it for us!
After the races we used to go to a shop close to the track and get a drink of pop which if ...see more
St Mary's was a lovely church and I remember exploring the grave yard which went up a hill at the back accompanied by friends of my class. I remember the vicar 'Ross Sage' and when he used to visit the school. My sister and I were both married at this church so it has happy memories along with the school and village. We lived at Wellpond Green about a mile away. Sheena Dean (nee Pinter)
I worked for a season on the skating rink and had the pleasure of teaching many young ladies how to roller skate, but when it rained it was ahrd work because I had to squegee it dry. We called the cart that empties the Elsan toilets 'Nelson Eddy' (after the actor) and it was an ex-RAF fuel tanker.
I remember this well - a glorious early Summer's day and lovely spots to play music, dance and drink beer with Mr Hemmings Traditional Abingdon Morris. We started - I think - at a pub called "The Ox" and progressed through the day with dance spots in the Market Square and The Almshouses. Beer and a picnic surrounded by musical and ...see more
There used to be a bridge over the river here, but the bridge was blown up by the army around 1958. It was a fantastic sight and we rushed over to the river after the explosion to see all the dead fish.
I moved from 'the slap up' to the new scheme of Shawhead in 1955 and remember walking up Hermitage Crescent when there was no tar on the roads or pavements. I was with my father and he bought me an icecream cone from Berts van. My grandfather was the 'watchie' and his hut was on the circle in Hermitage Crescent. I also remember the wooden bridge over the railway at the shops which we had to cross to get to St Bernards PS.
My aunty Jenny and uncle Albert Stockton used to live at the house in the triangle which used to be the old jailhouse. My dad, Ivor, used to take me and my brother John there and he used to cut our hair in the old shed.
The small porch at the front was put on in about 1958, we made it in the workshop at H A Vickers & Son who were builders in Bunbury.
From 1976 to 1981 I was a member of Shildon Operatic Society. How I loved to be part of this talented, enthusiastic team. I started as a dancer and enjoyed taking part in "Carousel" and "The King and I" then small speaking parts in "The Pajama Game" and various pantomimes. We played in the Civic Theatre, Darlington in those days. What a thrill! I left only because I moved from the area. It was a ...see more
This brings back memories of 1953-55. The large building in the foreground was Robertsons Cafe and both my parents worked there in the summertime, I also helped out by peeling potatoes in a shed at the back, I was 12. Next to the cafe was a children's theatre, does anybody remember Uncle Ken? Then Uncle Jack did a season (maybe it was Jack Douglas). The building behind it is the Palladium Amusements, run by Curly ...see more
I have so many memories of growing up in Ferndown during the Second World War, when it was just a village. Collecting pigswill and old papers to aid the war effort. Scouting adventures with scoutmaster Doug Gabe. Playing games on the common and collecting tadpoles and newts in jamjars. The bomb that fell in Victoria Road, and the night when incendiaries rained down - a neighbour beat "ours" out with the ...see more
My father was born in Carlyle Gardens in '33. He was a Middlesex then London Fireman. He married my mum who lived on the other side of the street. My paternal grandparents (Bradbury & Swain) lived nextdoor to each other in Bankside. My grandfather left his house in about 1916 and returned (severely injured) to work for the Council working in the Town Hall and tarmacing the roads. His future wife lost both of her ...see more
My family can be traced to the 1700s and back to Robert Beckley. I hope to visit the area later this year to see where they lived. If anyone is related to Robert Beckley or any of his descendants I would love to hear from you. My grandfather moved north with his parents but my sister has moved to oxfordshire so "back to her roots"
They were a large family so there must be lots of relatives to meet!!!
This church was home to Wellingborough High School's Carol Service. Every December we crocodiled down for two performances, afternoon and evening. We always enjoyed it and learned many new carols. We were conducted by Miss Thomas and were in the choir from the fifth form onwards.
Wendy Nicolle, nee March.
Wellingborough Zoo had the saddest Polar Bear I have ever seen. Its enclosure was roughly three times the size of the bear and its pool was hardly bigger than a bath tub. Even as a small child, I knew this was cruel. It really upset me.
Wendy Nicolle, nee March.
My name was Pat Dean in my days at Warnham Court. Mr and Mrs Savage were in charge. Mr Berry was our teacher, his wife was there also. We had a lovely housemother named Miss Reed and my friends' names were Eddie Croxford, Sylvie Twelvetree, Anne Williams and Marie Biargi (?), and others whose names I cannot remember. I often sit and think of the fun we had there. I also remember the Deers ...see more
I went to Earlstreet School and my great aunt was a teacher there, her name was Miss Trace, she was well known for playing the Welsh harp. I grew up in High Street which is no longer there. My parents were Helen (Nellie) and Billy Jones, we lived with my gran, Mrs Trace, until I was 9 years old then we moved to no. 4 Rhoslan and then to Laburnam Avenue. My best memories are of High Street though, where my ...see more
Priory pond, also known as Fletcher pond, was so called because the lane that ran up to the school was Fletcher Lane.
When I lived in Plymouth as a child in the 50s and 60s I went to a primary school at Keyham, part of Devonport. The bus would drop me off near Camel`s Head Creek, which was part of The Hamoaze. In those days the water came right up to the main road and you could walk along and look out. It was known as Perfume Corner due to the stink from the sewage works. There was a pub called The Camel`s Head, with a ...see more
The shop on the corner of the market place was a cobblers, A very small shop, ran by a Mr George Green as I can recall. Mr Green had a bad foot and had to have one shoe built up. He used to work with a dirty apron on.
I moved to Great Waltham with my mum and dad, he was head gardener for the squire at Langleys. We lived in Cherry Trees Cottage opposite the Rose & Crown and up a set of concrete steps, for a few years but later moved to Water Falls Cottage, I think it's called North Lodge now. I have been back to view the gardens a few years ago, now it's a shame how these ...see more
I can distinctly remember visiting Marsdens with my gran, she used to buy loose butter and loose lard, it was cut from a large block. Te guy who worked there had been there years, I think his name was Geoffrey.
Greens shoe shop, where I was measured and fitted for new school shoes, was run by Mrs Green, that was the shop next door (the other side of the jitty). Pure simple times, pure memories.
I am not sure of the year, somewhere between 1952 and 1960.
Head Forester: Mr Frank Watson.
Forester: Mr Ian Falconer
Builders: Mr Jones and Chips Cooper.
There were probably more men involved, but both the men named were forestry workers and carried out most of the work by hand, using only an axe which they could handle with great accuracy, a skill honed by years of felling trees all over High Meadow. Mr ...see more
I too am from Six Bells, and lived in Richmond Road and also Princess Street before that. If anyone remembers the picture in the papers next day of her visit, I was the little girl playing with her ducks in the cast iron bath whilst the picture was taken with the headline 'No respector of person'. My mother, Beryl Hughes, told me they wouldn't allow me to present the bouquet to the princess as I was too ...see more
I too remember Mrs Duckworth though she was not my teacher, my first teacher was Miss Richardson and also there was a Mrs Parrott. I then went to a class run by Mrs Donnovan, Mr Baird was head master and Ms Brown was the scary teacher, also I was in Mr Eliot's and Mr Smith's class.
Of course all gone now and a housing estate
I also lived on Chanctonbury Road (31) with sister Sue who also attended ...see more
Where has everyone gone to? Time passes too quickly, where are all my friends gone that I used to play with all those years ago in Gilfach Goch? Tony Mansell, Edwin Pothecary, Norman Baggs, Petro Pope and many others.
Balder Mill was the home of my ancestors on my Mum's side of the family. George (Senior) and Ann Parkinson (nee Bowron) were living and working there during the 1860's. Three of their children were born there, one of whom was my Great Great Grandfather, George (junior) who married Annie Ashmore in Barnard Castle and lived in Baliol Street. I think that it would be lovely if Balder Mill was ...see more
Robert Pearson lived in Pearson(s) Cottage in 1891, with his wife, Margaret Gowland, and their children: Annie (born: 1882) - Joseph (born: 1883) - Edith (born: 1885) - Robert (born: 1887) and Margaret (born: 1890). If anyone thinks they may be related to this family or have got any information for me, I would be very grateful. Also, if anyone knows the whereabouts of Pearsons Cottage?
I remember my Dad taking me out for a walk when I was visiting my great grandfather, my nan and great aunt who lived in Court Bushes Road at the time - I was only little, I think he ended up carrying me half way up - I remember losing count of the number of stairs too!!
I am doing my Family History and have got as far as Stanhope. Is there still a Pearson(s) Cottage in Stanhope? The surnames I have are: Pearson and Liddle, they came over from Northumberland.
I remember Lightfoots fishmongers in Legh Street, it was under Harry Berry's dance studio, facing District School on Legh Street. Does anyone else remember this?
I too have lovely memories of Church Farm, we used to take our daughter there in the 1980s, staying in a friend's caravan in the Salting. We made some good friends. My daughter had such fond memories of the place that she continues to visit there, and in fact this year my daughter, myself and my beautiful new granddaughter are taking a week's holiday there. I hope my granddaughter will fall in love with the place just as we did.
I suppose it's my age, but I am getting a little nostalgic about my youth. I used to live in Anvil Street (no longer exists) and remember well my first day at school, St John's on Altom Street, now a mosque. I certainly have some well etched memories of those times. I now live on 30 miles north, but do enjoy a visit back to Blackburn and a walk around town to see all the old places, corp' park, used to fish there ...see more
As a boy myself and my friends would gather our fishing rods and tackle and bike to the mill for a day’s fishing, I caught my first trout standing on the big outlet pipe from the mill, another time we were there and one of my friend fell in off the big pipe, I can see him now bobbing across until he reached the ford. The mill was also the place my sister and I would sneak off to on a Sunday so we didn’t have to go to Sunday school, we would take some bread and feed the ducks.
The store on the cross roads in Lindford was named Cross Road Stores. My parents bought Cross Road Stores in I think 1962-63 and ran the stores for about 4 years, the stores and the house were very old, I was about 7 or 8 years old when we moved to the stores. The house was 3 floors high, there was an extension built on the back of the house for a garage and a store room, and the garden at the rear which at ...see more
I went to St Felix School till 1966 and well remember Belli's right oppose Lloyds Bank. Recently this building has been on TV as The Indian Doctor's office. Cannot remember who were altar boys with me but in 1963 we all got chilblains at a funeral at Brynmawr Cemetery. Also we used to push Father Clancy's car to start it.
I have very early memories of visiting my grandmother (my dad's mother) in Whitburn. It's taken me a while to find the address, but I think it was 14 Cleveland View. My memories are a bit vague, I was very young, but I remember being fascinated by the shutters on the windows. Does anyone know the house?
I was born in East Dean but my grandparents lived in West Dean along with my aunts, uncles and cousins. I still have cousins in West Dean. My father was a Clifford and worked for East Brothers. I remember as a child playing outside the Red Lion, playing whith my cousins. Although I live in Canada I can never forget my childhood in Dean. My father passed away in 1977 but he always wanted to be buried back ...see more