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I can remember my nan coming over to the school and passing me and my sister sweets through the fence at playtime. She lived in a cottage opposite the school. I also remember the great Guy Fawkes Night over by the pond and the hot potatoes, and taking wood and sticks over and throwing them on the bonfire to see how big it could get!
Domenic Reitzo was the model for this soldier. Born around 1860, he was an Italian immigrant who lived in the Lambeth area of London. He was a popular model for painters and sculpters at the Lambeth School of Art.
I was at Pantasaph 1961 - 1963. Sister Catherine was in charge of the group next door to ours. Sister Xavier was in charge of our group. We used to think those in Sister Catherine`s group were lucky as she really was kind and gentle, although very small had a big, caring heart. The other nuns, unfortunately, were not really suited to caring for children but were probably given this role by their superiors. Can ...see more
I was a pupil when the school first opened and at that time it was known as Baildon County Secondary School West Lane. Three of my happiest years were spent at this school where the staff dedicated much of their time to extra curricular activities including football, cricket, athletics, cross country and many more sports. Especially enjoyable was a whole variety of outward bound pursuits lead by Mr Cogan who took ...see more
I was born at what was then no 5 Chain Terrace in 1935. My name then was Arthur O'Hara. My surname has since been changed to Harrow. The photo of Chain Terrace in this site shows the house that I was born in (I think), with the school straight across the road. I moved from there with my parents and brother Gordon to the cottage at the entrance to Cassencary where my mother worked in the big house and my ...see more
My family lived in Hillcrest Road, South Woodford from 1960 to 1973. I had a very very happy childhood there (am still happy though) but had to move to Brighton to attend a deaf school and to avoid the need to continue as a school boarder (after 5 years). Looking at the photos just brings everything back! The Majestic (Saturday morning club), the Vauxhall garage, the dentist (Mr Lambert) ...see more
I lived in the mansions from 1951-1960. Does anyone remember them? I went to Leo Street School. And I went to the Regal cinema every Sunday afternoon in the Old Kent Road.
I was a student nurse at Lord Mayor Treloars from January 1962 until January 1964. Those two years orthopaedics were affiliated with other hospitals which allowed us to start training before 18 which was the minimum age for General Nursing commencement, when the students moved on the 3 year general training was reduced to two years.
The hospital was a very happy place because many of the patients were long ...see more
My father, Kenneth Hollingsworth, took over the headship of the school in 1951 and I spent the happiest of childhood years both at the school and in and around the village. I particularly remember Coronation Day when the school was filled with television sets so that the whole community could gather together to watch and celebrate. We had a fancy dress parade when I was dressed as Queen of ...see more
In 1959 I moved with my mother and father from Portsmouth to Sunnyhill in Derby, an adventure at my age of only 10 years. My father was in the Ministry of Defence Police, and we settled into an address called Sunnyhill Camp, an address that ran parallel to Sunnyhill Avenue. The camp was completely derelict, and consisted of row after row of old army huts over a very large area. The houses were all Police married ...see more
I remember the beach-like atmosphere at Bourne brook off Brook End, Fazeley in the summer months (early to mid 1970s). Whole families would sit and watch their children swim in the brook. I learned to swim and fish here.
I also remember the dams to increase the water height.
Favourite memories regarding Bourne brook include riding down the brook on truck tyre inner tubes from the canal viaduct at ...see more
I've read your harrowing account of the abuse inflicted on you, and your siblings, by THE SISTERS OF CHARITY OF OUR LADY OF MERCY with immense sadness. Please read my email message on your Francis Frith personal account.
This picture named Redhill Hospital 1908 is in fact the porter's lodge at the main entrance. When I nursed there in the 1970s we all called it "Rose Cottage" as apart from housing the switchboard and the porter's lodge it also housed the Pathology lab and the mortuary! Rose Cottage is a fairly often used term for a mortuary in a lot of hospitals. So if you hear a nurse or doctor say "They will soon be going to Rose ...see more
I can remember many happy holidays at Bacon, staying at a caravan site (I can't remember which one). At the site shop there was an Alsatian dog called Elva, I suppose she was the guard dog. I loved climbing down the steps etched out of the cliffs, to the wonderful sandy beach below. I would fish for shrimps, and enjoyed the white sand and swimming in the sea. For our tea, Mum, Dad and I would walk to ...see more
My children attended the Shipley School, having only a total of around 50 pupils it was a very family orientated school. Mrs. Slack was the headmistress at the time, a lady who loved the pupils and the school, she even undertook training the football team, not an easy task for a woman to take on.
The summer fete was something to behold, every parent was involved in making, creating and helping with ...see more
I was evacuated to Barnacre, in 1941, in a little house called Mons Villa, close to Shaws Farm, and my foster carers were Ruth and Chris Townson, I was there for a year. I went to Calder Vale primary school during that year, along with my younger brother, I was then 7 yeas old and he was 5 years old. Every Sunday we went to the Methodist chapel in Calder Vale. I remember the Corless family, Sylvia, Bill and ...see more
I was born in this lovely village but moved when I was about 3 years old. My great-grandmother Dorothy Thomas lived in Ty Llwyd, a small cottage on the road facing the sea front. I remember looking out of the window at night across to Llanstephan castle. My grandmother Barbara Powell used to be the dinner lady in the village school, many years ago she and my grandfather looked after the yacht club. I know ...see more
I went to that school from September 1939 till December 1945. Can anyone remember the awful smelling oil based smoke screens that were the other side of Bath road during the war years. My maiden name was Davies. Would love to hear from anyone who remembers me.
From what I can remember a very good library. I lost a lot of my course work when it burned down. I had been finishing my essays off and forgot to pack them in my bag before leaving to retire to the Corinthian. This was the days before computers and saved electronic data. These went up in flames with the rest of the library. I got my extension but my tutor said it was the best lie he had heard for late esays for a decade.
Eeh! Remember potted meat? You could eat it as it was or put it on bread for a sandwich, where is it now? Then there was dripping which was quite solid and spread like margarine on your bread for sandwiches. I worked in Leeds on the university in the late 1960s and early 1970s and when I got there I never had digs, my pal Tommy Bishop from the west end was with me so I called to see my Aunt Lilly and Uncle Jack who ...see more
I lived in Hepworth for 26 years, it broke my heart to move away, there are so many memories there for me; first the church I was christened in 1970, confirmed there in 1986 and was in the choir for many years, me and my best friend Lucy Stoker. My grandma is buried there and many friends. I go and visit as often as possible, I love that church. Now for my school memories I absolutely adored going to ...see more
I was born at Rose Farm in 1949 & moved to Norwich in 1964. My father farmed in Besthorpe for over 30 years. My first school was the chapel school in Hargham Road Attleborough and my teacher was Mrs. Richmond. When I was 8 years old I attended Attleborough junior and the head mistress was Miss Greenacre. She was lovely. I remember Miss Fox & Mrs. Dennis teaching there. I then went to ...see more
Born in 1951, I lived in Lechlade, Ledbury, Highworth, Oldtown, Cunningham Road and I lived on Penhill Drive in the late 1950s.
I went to Downshall Infants and Primary up to the age of 12 when I then went to Ilford Country High in Gants Hill. I remember the daily walk along Meads Lane calling for a sour grapes gob stopper that would dye our mouths dark purple. The school seemed so big and when I look at this photo it looks like something out of Dickens! Miss Backhouse was my infants teacher and in the primary I had a wonderful ...see more
I was a 10 year old lad living at the Alexandra Inn now known as the Hungry Fox pub. Being a keen rail fan then and as now, wandering around the station and the platforms watching trains was a regular past time. Of course I used it when we went to Exeter or on one of my many trips back to London. Sad it is all gone.
I believe this is a photograph of me, James Ernest Thomas Massey, being pushed in my pram by my father Ernest James Massey, and mother Rosina Massey, towards our home above Dolcis shoe shoe at 5 Burleigh Way, Enfield Middlesex, sometime in the first year of my life. God Rest their souls.
I was born on Albert Street in 1936, so I have seen a few changes in Featherstone, I still live on Albert Street, I don't think I could live anywere else! Just a few houses down, nearer Station Lane, Station Lane was a lovely shopping place you could buy anything from paraffin and nails (Haikings) to food and fashshion, now it's all take-aways, Chinese and Indian, when I was a kid it was Mrs Good's fish shop, ...see more
I have in my possession a lead etching of Drip Bridge near Stirling exhibited at the Royal Scottish Academy in 1924 by John G math__g (or s)on. The handrighting is difficult. Could you do some research or advise me where to go to get more information? My father acquired it when he was in England during the war. any help would be appreciated. Thanks, Heather
We lived at the bottom of Chapelton village, our house facing Chapelton station. When the elvers were due, Dad used to put a pillow case,at the end of a wooden clothes line post, and they swam up the river in columns, and Mother would fry them. You don't get many of them up here in the Midlands.
My mum Eileen Ardern, nee Clark, was born at 59 Notley Road, Braintree in 1925. She married my dad Roy in 1944 and shortly afterwards moved north to Altrincham in Cheshire. She would dearly love to hear from Peggy Potter (age 84), from East Street, Braintree. Peg worked at Courtaulds and her father worked at Crittalls. Later he moved to Chelmsford. Also she would like news of Len Wisbey who lived at Rifle ...see more
My earliest memory of Small Heath was when we lived in Herbert Road at 3/97 and then I was evacuated to a small village near Ross-on-Wye during the war years. The Secondary Modern school I went to was in Oakley Road. My best teacher was Miss Mobbs. She was very strict but I learned a lot from her. At that time I was living in Cooksey Road in a terraced house with my parents. The house number was ...see more
Does anybody there remember this company (S C Cummins) who built ice cream vans, and was Martin Street where the new shopping centre is in Earle Street?
Happy days.
In addition to those aleady mentioned, I seem to recall that there was a Miss Fennel in one of the shops, and a Mr.Edgar Davis and his wife Joan (nee Cards) They lived on the edge of the aerodrome at Middle Wallop I lived in Broughton, next door to Mrs Cards and Leslie, Joan's brother. When the schools amalgamated during the war,there waere several Clarks came to Broughton, and the boys from the "Five ...see more
I used to visit my aunt and uncle who live in Longparish, we went there for our holidays, their names were Oswald and Ellen Warwick. They live in Northacre at number 4. We used to visit the local farm and try to catch the rabbits as they ran from the harvester, we never caught any, they were too quick. The old public house was called the Freehouse but we never got any free lemonade, we never understood why!
This is the church that I was christened in and my older sister was married in, it was just down the road from where I lived in Carshalton Road. I also went to Sunday School there. It was a beautiful old church. Sadly I have not been there for a long time, but now I have seen the photo I will make an effort to visit.
My memories of Manor Park were that on a Saturday morning we used to go to the Granada cinema for Saturday morning pictures. The cinema was right next to the park and we used to go in the park on our way home. I lived in Carshalton Road. My grandfather's name is on the war memorial in the park and also my uncle's name is on there, they both died in the First World War. I have wonderful memories of the years ...see more
When I was a child my dad and mum took my brother on holidays to my grandparents' house in Cherhill, the house was called Holly Mount. W loved going to stay in the village. From the bedroom window we could see the hill where the white horse and monument was. We used to go for long walks around Cherhill. I wonder if anyone remembers my grandparents when they lived there, their surname was Scott. My aunty Kath also ...see more
I'd like to ask if anyone knows of a brush factory in Cam which must date back about 100 years or more. I have a clothes brush which is in perfect condition and bears the title "WORKMAN Bros. Ltd. Cam. Glos."
This brush was in my grandmother's possession and I have an idea that she was somehow connected or related to the maker. As I am now 83 years old, the brush is probably 100 years old or more. Can ...see more
I remember my nan taking me to meet Mrs Hughes the headmistress of John Burns Primary on Wycliffe Road, Battersea, the school is now flats. I also remember being in a school play with the famous actor Tim Spall.
We lived at 115 Beaufoy Road until 1969 when we moved onto the York Road estate, a block of flats called Chesterton House on Ingrave Street. I also remember a film being made with the late Oliver Reed, ...see more
I was born here on 10/11/1946, my parents were Mr Norman Charles Manley and Mrs Winafred Ann Manley, we moved to Westwell in 1950.
Upwell Norfolf was the home of my husband's ancestor Charles Overland (1817-1908).
We recently visited Upwell and saw the church and a tombstone of a George Overland but could find no more. Memories were passed down over the years and Charles Overland (1935-) named his very successful bus company Upwells Ltd here in Ontario, Canada.
The George may have been a son.
When living in Reading, my family spent most of our holidays in Swanage. At the time we had little money and had to put up with chalets in residents' gardens. I'm sure, some were converted garages! We found Studland Bay (now known as "Knoll Beach"). In those days most of Purbeck was owned by the Bankes family, who, fortunately, left it to the National Trust. One year, we were able to ...see more
or thereabouts.
Blackcurrant picking somewhere in the Drayton area, the smell of them today knocks 60 years off my age. Used to go fruit-picking during the Summer holidays with Janet Basham who lived on Highland Road, Taverham. A full day of picking for possibly ?2/- , hot, dusty and tired but after a wash and tea it would be down to the Red Lion to hang around eyeing up the older lads or, on a Saturday, ...see more
My grandfather, Gerard Murgatroyd, was born in a house in Knutsford called "The Sycamores" in 1879. I live in Montreal and my father died in 1949 when I was two. My grandfather died before my parents met and there was no love lost between my mother and her mother-in-law. As a result I had virtually no information about my father's side of the family. A cousin on my mother's side is the family genaeologist and told ...see more
I can remember going daily to Woody Point to play ,and Marjorie Archibald's horses, Flash and Storm...and the 2 wee ponies at Woody Point, Taffy and Percy.. .great days we had, me and Christine Tyrie, building our houses in the trees. I left Bonkle to go to Braedale in 1965 and had great times there. Being one of nine we were always kept busy, down the burn, at the water swings, and up at the old slag bing.
By Elaine Kyle.
Happy youthful days at the Forge Restaurant, in Kent. Happiest days of my life....more later....lovely place. Living in a 16th. Century converted Smithy was a blast. Stay tuned...also looking for any of the "guys," who worked there with Alastair and Jack... Anybody remember us please contact Alastair at alastairbarnett@shaw.ca (Canada) Many thanks.
“I’ll have a very large J&B on the rocks,” the distinguished gentleman gave me his order. “And easy on the rocks,” he added. I hurried off to the bar and returned with the glass of Scotch. Dana Andrews looked up and smiled. “You’re new around here, aren’t you?” he said. “What’s your name?” “Alastair,” I replied. “Do I detect a Scottish accent?” “You do sir,” I replied. “I’m from Perthshire.” He ...see more
Just off the High Street, somewhere opposite Medhurst's, there was a short cut near a fishmonger's which we called Fish Alley and this led to what was originally the Palace of the Bishops of but which, by 1952, was an established Teachers' Training College for young ladies, which was approached via a drive. To the front of the building was a garden, and beyond that a hockey pitch. There was a lake at the back, a ...see more
In 1957, my friends and I used to go to the open cinema on Sunday afternoons, Pauline Martin, Grace Grant and Renda Tyler. After the film we went to the Diploma Cafe up Pier Road, had hot chocolate and a snack. Then we used to go to Burton's basement club, nearly all rock and roll music. Made more friends, wonder where they all are now. It was run by Henry Kingston, was a really good atmosphere. Remember the old shops in Erith, where have the years gone?! Anyone else remember Burtons?
I want to know the names of the schools that children went to in the Treforest area.
I want to write mainly about the Court House, circa 1937, but some later memories have crept in. I was born in L'Espec Street. My grandmother lived in South Parade, opposite the Atkinson's house already mentioned elsewhere. Before the Court House was built (by Tom Willoughby, I believe) it was possible to walk from L'Espec Street, diagonally across the field it was subsequently built on, to the far end ...see more
Before leaving to live abroad I lived only two miles from Boscobel and so I often took my bicycle for a spin around the lanes. When I was a teenager a friend had a car and sometimes we found ourselves driving past Boscobel at night and I always thought that it had a strange atmosphere. In the 1990s I was writing a book about a village the other side of Boscobel and a few times found myself driving past ...see more
When I was young we would holiday in a caravan at a site near to Hollicombe in between Torquay and Brixham. As we lived in Walsall in the West Midlands this journey, by coach, was not to be undertaken lightly and a day was usually set aside to complete it. We left town early in the morning and didn't usually arrive in Torquay until late afternoon. One day we went to see Mayflower II under construction. I ...see more
As a child I was born in Oldcoates. I used to attend the school house in Oldcoates and always remember my teacher Ms Bridgehams, she is someone I will always remember. We used to have a roaring fire in the classroom with a big fire guard. There was a lady called Mrs Brown who I used to visit in Oldcoates, I was only 8 but then we emigrated to Australia in 1959, does anyone remember her or where she is buried so I ...see more
Although I lived in London I spent much of the summer holidays with my Auntie Mabel and Uncle Bill in Greenhill Avenue, Rochdale. I was 12 then and spent a lot of the time on Lenny Barn with the local children. The rest of the time I remember was at a nearby park which I suppose was Falinge Park where I watched the Park Follies. I remember there was an Uncle Cliff and Auntie Jean and some very glamorous (to my young ...see more
I lived in Spencer Park during the 1960s and early 1970s. Our family lived in one of the 3 blocks of maisonettes built along Windmill Road. I lived in the block opposite the common, the second block we called the Blue Flats and the third block we called the Yellow Flats. This was because the front doors were painted that colour. Our gang also went to the secret garden many times during the summer holidays. Not ...see more
Hello, I'm trying to find the most possible information about him. My mother always said he had a very nice "chauffeur" called Baker who came to fetch her and took her back. With all I can find I'll write for my grand children. Thanks to Orion, perhaps ?? Regards Cecile
There is a Facebook group for any of you who are interested? Here is the link http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=25189137409 Or search Castle School Stanhope and add yourselves.
I was born at Grainthorpe in 1945 at Chapel Hill Cottages to Jim and Ivy Holdsworth Dad was a Geordie who came to the village in 1943 with the Royal Ulster Rifles. My mother was Ivy Loughton and was brought up by her grandparents Teddy and Margaret Hiscock. Chapel Hill Cottages were next to the main chapel in the village. We had no water in the cottage. Dad fetched it by oxes yoke everynight from a well ...see more
I lived with my family in Burns Drive, Corby, until I was about six. Our house backed onto the playing fields of Rowlett Road School and my grandparents lived on the corner of Rowlett Road and Tanfields Grove. I can remember walking down to the Studfall Avenue shops and also some of the shops in old Corby. I particularly remember an ironmongers with one of those old-fashioned systems for sending the cash ...see more
Well I lived in Middlesbrough, I used to get the bus to Greatham, my sister Sylvia and I, we would visit our relations Uncle Jack Wright, and Aunty Nellie, we also had another relative there, Uncle Albert Wright and Aunty Florie. We would get off the bus and walk down the lane to where my aunty and uncle lived. They lived in one of the four houses next to the railway crossing gates. ...see more
Sorry to see an apartment building on the site of the old Metropole Hotel. As a young lad from Scotland, around 1960, I took a job there as a waiter with a friend. I remember taking part in a waiters' race along the promenade. Wilfred Pickles and his wife Mabel stayed at the hotel whilst recording their radio show at the local theatre. I forget the name of the show. It was a quiz show and he would say if the contestant won: "Give 'em the money Barney."
Alastair.
Denton School Co. Durham 1846 I have my Great, Great Grandfathers maths exercise book. On the preface it says Jacop Graingers book Denton School July 8th 1846. The first half of the book is Practical Geometry with the second half Mensuration of Superfices. The quality of the writing and the various problems are astounding. The Grainger family that included my mother lived at Low Walworth not far from Denton. I can place some pictures if I can figure how. David Strachan - Whitley Bay
My father's great-grandparents came from Cleeve Prior. George Huband born 1835, he married Amelia Burn, she was born 1841. His son William moved to the Birmingham area ,his son George had a son Willoughby Tom and his son William Charles was my dad. I did visit the church once two years ago but sadly could not find any headstone with the Huband name but am still holding out hope of ...see more
In 1960 my father returned to England with the US Air Force, stationed in Alconbury. This was the first time he'd seen England again, having been shot down after taking off on a bombing mission in Germany, originating from a base in Bury St. Edmonds in 1943. He was a POW that escaped into France in 1944. In 1960 I was age 11 living with my parents in a 3 story brick home on High Street in Earith that was ...see more
I was about 14 when I moved to Buckley from Wallasey and went to Hawarden Grammar School. I have good memories of the time there and would like to contact some of my old (now really old) friends from those days. I am now 84. I left Hawarden to work at Llay Hall coal mine in 1944 and then returned to the school in 1948 for about three months before leaving for Aberystwyth. Bob Dean email bdean@look.ca
bands/1960/1970
A hush lies over Fearnan now except for the songbirds. No cockerels greet the morning. The once abundant fields are barren; many of the cottages are used only for vacations and are shuttered in winter. The 100 year-old Stewart family dynasty at Tigh-an-Loan hotel has ended and the village shop, no longer profitable, is closing its doors. The school and playground lie deserted, and the ...see more
I was first introduced to Saltwell Park in 1963 whilst attending Gateshead Technical College, what a beautiful place, I thought. Since then I have made many trips to the park with my children, and now grandchildren, and each time my thoughts wander to times gone by and as I look arround I think of all the people who have spent their time walking and enjoying the many sights to see in this lovely place. Reminders ...see more
My uncle George Boyce lived in a flat-roofed white-painted house on the corner of an unmade side road not far from the church at the 'T' junction at the end of the road.
He and my uncle Bill Boyce built the cinema that stood back from the road between the white house and the church and on the same side of the road. I was only 5 - 8 years old when I visited Stanford and cannot ...see more
My father Arthur Wright was born at no 2 Waterside Cottages on 6 December 1938. He often reminisces about his childhood and his old pals at North Seaton Colliery. Sadly a few are no longer with us but he would like to hear of the whereabouts of Ernie Slaughter, Norman Gray, Noel Elliott. If anyone has any information on these people either leave a message on here or ring my mobile number 07794858431. We ...see more
Thank-you for your memory of "toast" at East Ham swimming baths. I can remember going with the school swimming back in the 60s & the treat of a slice of buttered toast afterwards costing 1 penny or 2 pennies for a topper -- I think that's the right price anyway !!! LOL
RIP Mike Rock
I remember this picture well, back in 1955, i was a nipper, and my good friend Aiden, he was a bit of a petrol head, he loved bikes more then anything in the world, that bike in the picture was his one, he was my best friend untill he had a major bike crash, and lost his head, the bike was saved though.. but the rider was gone forever... sad times....
For my memories of Fearnan please read: Fearnan...refuge in the storm at: the Glasgow Guide Boards: http://discuss.glasgowguide.co.uk/index.php
I lived in Coronation Road, drove coaches for Excelsior Continential of Lordens Hill. I also played Rugby for Dinington Old Boys. I lived with my friend and his wife Dave Best, I was friendly with a lovely young lady Sarah Williams . Does any one remember me or can they put me in touch with Sarah???
At the age of four I was too small to "go to sea" but being so keen to take part in all things fishing I was allowed to stand in my granda Ross's (Dote) big sea boots. I was in the front garden at Hilton on Shore Street and was proudly lowered into the boots which were folded down in half. It made a great picture and a wonderful memory for me to this day. I also enjoyed feeding the gulls (Fulaks) one left ...see more
Some time in the 1980s, my mother Dorothy visited her gt-aunt Rhoda Wood (b1901), who had lived in the same cottage, 15 Chirbury Road, Montgomery, all her life, one of 10 children of Charles (b1849) and Ellen Wood (b1859). I have a photo of the cottage.
My mother recalls that Ellen was a laundress, but had to get all her water from the village pump. On the 1911 census, she is still working, ...see more
Hi there, I'm trying to verify a memory relatiing to a haunted house! Does anyone remember hearing of a builder who suffered an accident while working on a property in Dalton Way in the 1960's? Please contact me if you do, it could help a girl to resolve a puzzle which has haunted her for many years.
At the tender age of thirteen I joined the other six paper boys working for Mr Preston at Edgell and sons on Fenham Hall Drive. For four years I braved all weathers at six in the morning, seven days a week, for one pound twelve shillings.I enjoyed delivering papers although winter mornings were cold. Mr Preston was a strict man to work for but his wife who worked in the shop was a lovely woman and would say ...see more