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My father built the square flat roofed house called Beverley on the sand dunes in the late 1920s next to the bungalow by the creek. It has since had two refurbishments, the first of which included a conventional roof. I visited the house with my grandfather following the 1953 disastrous high tide. Between the house and a 30ft drop there was just one row of slabs. We stood ...see more
Hello my name is Lee Shipley. I'm looking for any info on my grandad Robert Shipley who worked in a cafe on Northolt Road in South Harrow in the 1950s. If you have any info on him please could you email me at: leeshipley@ymail.com Thankyou.
I like to remember my childhood in Darlington where I grew up until I moved to Whitley Bay.
We used to spend lots of time in the South Park, on the swings, around the rose garden and of course the roller skating rink. I noticed on a nostalgic trip back there recently the only remaining feature of my skating days is the bandstand, lovingly restored.
I could hear the peacock crying ...see more
Just to the southeast of St Thomas a Becket church there are some lovely watermeadows reaching almost to the sea shore. A small beck, or stream, runs N-S down one side. One summer's day in 1942 or 43, I went on a picnic there with the Shoesmith family of North Streey, Havant. The sun shone, the larks sang high in the cloudless sky. It was one of those unforgettable magic days of childhood, when ...see more
The is a picture of Totney House on lower Kingsdown Road. I was captivated by this house as a small child walking past it, with its white-washed walls and thatched roof. I eventually got to go inside when a school friend's family moved into it in the 1970s, the views from the terrace at the back of the house were incredible, and the house itself was as lovely as I hoped it would be.
As a child growing up in Windlesham village I was frustrated because there was so little to do. I went to the local school which backed onto our house at the bottom of Poplar Avenue which joined Up Down hill. When I had grown up and married I moved back to the village because it provided the tranquil refuge I craved! I knew the 'battling farmer' Glanfield. He fought the authorities for compensation when the ...see more
I originally lived in Blackhills Terrace, Horden and went to Blackhills Road Junior School and like my brothers and sister went on to Dene House Comprehensive. As a kid I did not really venture a lot into Peterlee, probably if I was lucky to see the jazz bands at the carnival. Then after starting at the Comp in 1982 we moved to Southway into a 3 storey house which was great. When it snowed (and in those days it DID ...see more
The photo shows the remaining houses on Barrack Road; another survivor being Wellington Terrace in adjacent Raglan Road. Local opposition to the demolition of this historic site was ignored and the wrecking ball was sent to work and I for one was deeply saddened. There was probably never much hope for the original massive buildings although it had been hoped that the great clock tower might ...see more
The day of Prince Charles' wedding to Lady Diana Spencer was declared an extra Bank Holiday so the dancers and musicians of Whitethorn Morris marked the occasion by dancing at pubs! We went to Elstree and had a lovely time at The Hollybush and The Plough, with the women looking splended in their scarlet and blue kit and shiny black clogs. I took my piano accordian to provide dance music and we even got the pub goers to join in!
The Old Bull Morris Men were based at the Old Bull Arts Centre in nearby Barnet and would regularly turn out to perform at pubs in south west Hertfordshire around 1979 - 1981. Originally founded as a mixed side of dancers who performed in the clog wearing "north-west tradition" they eventiually settled down as a mens side. I can remember joining them around 1980 for my ...see more
I lived in Dorking from 1945 to 1964 and was having a nostalgic browse through web sites associated with the area and found this photograph. I went to St Nicholas Preparatory School, as it was then, from 1951 to 1954 as a day boy, catching the bus from Dorking every morning. My memories of the place are vivid and I certainly remember Miss Garrard but, to my discredit, I cannot remember the names of any of the other ...see more
The lady with the shopping bag and wearing sunglasses in this picture is my mother, Hilda Hounsell. She had either visited the library or her sister who lived at the bottom of Easst Street.
I shall always remember the night in 1968 when I rode my motorcycle - an old BSA Bantam - over the A1 and it blew out on me. My parents used to live in Ickburgh in Norfolk (a little village between Brandon, Suffolk and Swaffham, Norfolk) and I was in the first year of a five year engineering apprenticeship to Rolls-Royce in Derby. This night in late autumn, about 8 o'clockish, I had ...see more
Barlborough Hall School celebrates its 70th anniversary this year, and I am trying to collect memories of anyone who has had an association with the school during this time. The parents' association then hope to publish a collection of the memories to raise funds for the school, and all the memories collected will be used as a unique educational resource for present and future pupils. If you can help, ...see more
In relation to Margaret's memory of 'crossing the moor', we did the same! I have various memories of gym periods in embarrassing shorts, running around on 'the moor', with the boys from the 'new' Ravenspark School (now Irvine) passing us and whistling etc. Heather C. and Joan R. were my pals -I've used my own name here - maybe someone remembers? The old building was lovely, I loved the 'lecture room', seen ...see more
My grandparents, Henry and Ida Gladys Ward, came to Trebanog with their two daughters during the recession in the late 1920s to work in the mines. He had a brother, William, who worked as a butcher in Porth. I was hoping if someone remembers the time they spent there. Regards M Denney
My uncle, Sir Howard Button. bought 2 cottages, Mallows and Yew Tree Cottage and a house, Straw Hall, in 1915.
I have an album of photographs of the cottages from 1915 - 1926.
My uncle let us (my parents, my brother and myself) and other members of the family use the cottages for their holidays. Straw Hall was used by 2 of his relations. We holidayed there from about 1930 to the beginning of the ...see more
I have many very happy memories of Ebley and the local towns and villages that I explored with my best friend Jimmy Stratford (now passed on). We traveled far and wide on our cycles, even though we were then not teenagers. We had no fear then. There were village shops, Mr Cordwell's shop, the Post Office shop, plus two others. We could get our sweets (with our ration book coupons of course ) at the pub. There ...see more
Does anyone recall the education reserve at Suntrap? I wonder if it's still going today? I visited it on Wednesdays whilst still at primary school, in approximately 1975-1978. The class would be split into 2 groups, one group would be led by Miss Beaver and the other by Mr Britain-Dodd (?). There were lots of wild animals in their natural habitat. Still teaching today? Kids - you don't know how good you've got it!
I was born at St Margaret's hospital, Epping in 1967. I remember my first day at school and being terrified! I remember every teacher with fondness. The green surrounding the school was an extension to the playground and you had to be able to hear the bell! This was rung by a senior pupil who ran the perimeter of the building whilst shaking a large hand held bell before returning it to the ...see more
I grew up in Victoria Road in the 1950s and 1960s. I remember the fish shop that has been written about. There was an off licence on one corner of Victoria Road and Cranbrook Road and Williamsons stores on the other side of the road. My mum used to clean for Mrs Williamson. By Doubles, across Cranbrook Road, there was a Political Committee shop/office, Ciltom Furnishers (who later moved over to Williamsons ...see more
My parents John and Constance Leblique spent their honeymoon at the Castle Rock Hotel in Mortehoe starting on 11th October 1945.
I hope I am not giving away any military secrets but this seems so long ago now: in the 1960s I was serving in the 39th Signal Regiment and Poundon House was used as a remote countryside hideaway where we could train for our signals work.
I spent many visits here grappling with 'OTLP' codes and seeing precious little of the surrounding glorious countryside as I was cooped up in the locked 'Comcens' (communication centres).
I remember staying at the youth hostel in Greens Norton with the patrol leaders of the 6th Northwood Scout Group. I was an ASL (Assistant Scout Leader) with the troop for several years and as I had always loved going to the YHA hostels I suggested a couple of days' cycling for the older boys.
Maybe the other leaders knew more than me as none of them volunteered to come with me! So I ...see more
I lived on Carlton Road, across the A22 from Danemore Lane, close to Anglefield Corner from 1963 to 1981 and have very fond memories of a fun childhood, lots of friends, and a lot of fields, streams and lakes to play in. I went to Oxtead County, and then did my apprenticeship at Monotype in Salfords while going to Redhill College. In 1981, I moved to the USA and worked at Honda of America in Ohio. I now live in ...see more
From birth until I joined the Royal Navy, at 15 years of age, I lived in a very rural area about a mile outside of Sundridge. The cottage we lived in was about 1/2 way between Sundridge and Ide Hill, very near Sundridge Hospital. It had the, almost, unbelievable name of New Batney Brooms. We were surrounded by open farmland and woodland so I spent the school summer holidays running around these ideal play grounds. Ah what memories!
I used to live in Cheapside, in about 1945.
We were brought up in Wroughton and my dad worked at Burderop hospital as a nurse in the 1970s to the very early 1980s. We had a staff house in the grounds of the hospital. I have so many happy childhood memories of being brought up there and going to school in the village. One of the most vivid and enjoyable was that I used to love going down the hill with Dad in the car to get our bread from Old Dick's ...see more
I loved growing up in the 'cape' as we called it. In the hot summer of 1977 I remember going up the mountain behind Villiers Road to go picking whinberries with my uncle Peter Morris, and I insisted on carrying them back down the hill and fell over with the tiny berries flying every where! They took hours to pick.
I also remember going with my friends up the hill behind Scotch Street, we used to slide down ...see more
I lived at the junction of Brock Hill and Wantz Corner from birth in 1949 till 1960. In those days we had fields to the side and rear of us and also across the road in Brock Hill. We played in the brick fields, and I remember my mum shooing us all outside to get fresh air. We didn't have a TV so we spent a lot of time outdoors, making secret dens and building forts etc. Some time after the floods of 1953 ...see more
Hello Billy
And Heggies, Boormans and Ellis's, Melia's, Grants the Chandlers, the Coop...(later across the road), Midland Bank, Linda Gail, The Dairy... The Parish Hall
Down Leasowe Road, Paulie's Field, Whites sweetshop, Cross Lane, The Market Gardens... Joynsons, Crosses, Jackson and Swift, The Websters, Malloys.
Yorks, The Phoenix, Irwins...the Bus Shelter, The Cop Shop on the side, Manleys the Chemist
Wow, memories eh??
Santos
Whilst serving in the Fleet Air Arm at RNAS Yeovilton the squadron I was serving on had an organised function in the Red Lion and I well remember standing outside and saying to my brother, who was also on the same squadron, that one day I would like to live in Somerton. That day came in 1975 when together with my wife we left married quarters and moved into a newly built house in Parlklands Way. We ...see more
My grandparents lived at Fern Cottage. They moved there before the war and had two children, Dick and Jean. Dick was based at Wick and died in the war. Jean, my mum, married and had me and my sister. I have wonderful memories of Cropwell Bishop as a child. Exploring the countryside towards the gypsum tip. The Barlows butchers shop on a Saturday mornings. Wilf, the postman, the bread man from the next ...see more
It was 1969 and I had just come down from Manchester and was staying once more in my family home in Hatch End. My parents suggested that I took my younger brother away for a break following his "O" Levels so we set off for a youth hostelling trip to the Isle of Wight. A ferry crossing from Portsmouth was followed by a ride on the "new" trains on the island. In fact these were former London Transport tubes ...see more
In the early 1970's I was a Scout Leader in Riverhead - near Sevenoaks in Kent - and we decided to spend our 1974 summer camp in the West Country or South Wales. I remember my fellow leader, Squadron Leader Mick Ryan, suggesting that we take the patrol leaders to "recce" the area at half term that Spring. And so we finished up staying in the splendid youth hostel within St ...see more
We moved to Baughurst from Australia as my father started a new job at the AWRE at Aldermaston.
My new school, the Hurst Secondary Modern, was a fairly new school. I spent the next 3 years there with mixed experiences, though I did have some very good friends who I have now lost touch with. The Baughurst estate was all owned by the AWRE and all the people who lived there were working at the AWRE site.
Baughurst was ...see more
My uncle John Cooke owned the gravel pit mentioned along with the brush factory. We lived in Staplehall Road and used to go across Farmer Howard's field to the pits and go on the very same beach.
In the winter my brother Colin used to take me, a five year old, across to ice skate on the frozen lake, it was great fun too. In the summer we used to play in the piles of old pipes and the wigwams made of ...see more
I remember Hosey School very well. My mother used to clean for Mr Goldsmith way back in 1952-54. I went there from the age of 7 until I was 11 then graduated to the big school... Churchill, and yes I remember Mr Russel-Jones, any lad would remember him. If anyone can remember me or wants to contact me, I'll be more than willing to chat. My addy is goringj@yahoo.co.uk
Thanks, John
I worked at the Granada cinema from the age of 15 and it was the best time I had, the building was unbelievable with many secret or forgotten doorways... Does anyone have any photos before it was demolished? I can't understand why it was allowed to happen. I visit Bedford occasionally and I still can't believe the building has gone, such a shame. I have the best memories of working there. The new complex just ...see more
The ice cream shop was near the big Catholic church at Hednesford, the church had hydraulics which were adjusted annually to keep in level from mining subsidence.
The shop served the best ever ice cream soda in a tall glass with straws, my favourite was orange pop with vanilla ice cream. My Grandad Titley used to walk my cousin and I there for a Saturday treat. We walked over the fields at Chadsmoor and would watch the racing pigeons returning home.
When the Second World War was declared, my family consisted of Mum and Dad, my elder brother Bob and my baby sister Ann. I was four, Bob was eleven and Ann was three. My father was a staff sergeant in the RAMC. We were living in married accomodation at Kempton Barracks, Bedford (the depot of the Beds and Herts Regiment).
When war was declared my father along with the rest of the regular ...see more
I remember all of the things written about Gretna in the 1950s already published. The sweet shop also sold wonderful red ice lollies. My best friend was Linda McTravers. My uncle was drowned in the Solway Firth in 1917, long before my birth but the shadow of his death hung over our lives. My father and his other 5 siblings also went to Gretna school. My father was taught by Mr Glasspool as was I. I remember ...see more
I remember passing this roundabout time after time while being dragged around Liscard shopping with my mum. I also remember when it was being demolished and I am sure that there was an old Victorian public toilet found underneath - am I right?
I lived in Port Talbot between 1956 and 1968. I regard it as my second home. I finished school in 1958, at Velindre Secondary Modern School. I had many jobs in Port Talbot, window cleaning, working at Corona soft drinks, the Plaza cinema, the Grand cinema, Marcroft Wagons at Forge Road, I worked on Aberavon beach in summer, and I did my own puppet shows at the old community centre in Dalton Road. I lived ...see more
I first set foot in Broadway in March 1964. I was a scared young Danish girl visiting my boyfriend's family for the first time, they were Herbert and Joyce Milner who lived at 'Wormington Brake' on the road to Wormington. I loved the village, then a quiet, cosy place with old fashioned values. There was a shop for everything; I especially liked the little bookshop next to what used to be The Midland Bank. It ...see more
I recall as a boy living in Thame Road having to pass the church at dusk, having been in the village playing field until late. We had an old lady who had lived next to us, a Mrs Honour, who we called Gran Honour, who had died and was buried just inside the gate of the churchyard. On passing the graveyard in the dark I would call "Goodnight Gran" and run past as fast as I could for fear she might rise up and chase me.
I read the last three comments on the BBC Wales website about the orphanage at Bryn Mair which was run by the Sisters of Charity of Our Lady of Mercy. And my heart bleeds for the innocent kiddies who were abused by those perishing nuns. I attended Our Lady's High School in Dartford which was run by the same order and, with a couple of saintly exceptions, I remember the nuns with hatred. They were mean, ...see more
I have many memories from Hounslow and I have enjoyed reading the ones here on this Frith website. My name was Rita Pilbrow and I lived with my mum and dad and 2 older sisters, Claudette and June, in Lampton Road. My dad had a building business and was an electrician, plumber and had a radio shop in Staines before having his own business. He had about 4 or 5 employees I think.One was ...see more
I can remember ancient burial mounds at Battledown (along Pack Lane, towards Kempshott) and on some of the farms surrounding Oakley. Does anybody know their age?
Did you attend Bush House Open Air School?
My name is Rita Pilbrow (with one more surname on the end which was added a lot later). I was at Bush House Open Air School around 1953 when I was 7 years of age and left in 1954,to return in 1956 when I was 10 years of age. Derek Bird and Maureen Murphy were my friends and even Anne, a very sensitive girl, like myself. I think I left the ...see more
What a name! Anyway I grew up here from the age of 5 till 13, what a dump... yet, somehow it certainly has its charm. I will 'always walk in the same old recondite corner of my flowery garden', Dylan Thomas.
Living in Kielder from a child to a man ...
I lived in Kielder from 1974-1995. I loved the way you could keep your front door unlocked. I could hear the river passing by my bedroom window, this was how quite it was. I am sure the upper north Tyne Valley would have been a more beautiful place to live if they hadn't built that white elephant (the Kielder dam). I remember when the dam was being built, walking ...see more
I really enjoyed visiting Romiley. When I was there I took a photo at the train station, which ended up coming 'highly commended' in the Landscape Photographer Of The Year Competition. If you fancy looking at it or buying it check this link:
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I left Wath Grammar School in 1948 after 7 happy years. My father was the owner of Waddington Bros. Ironmongers in West Street, but the shop and all the rest of the shops in West Street were demolished around 1970, as was the street itself. My mother taught at Park Road Secondary Modern School, starting during the Second World War because of the shortage of men teachers, and continued until ...see more
I lived on Cedar Road, my parents having bought a house (in which my mother still lives) on the new estate in 1964. I attended Wood Street Infant School from 1968 to 1971, Hill Top Junior School from 1971 to 1975, Heathfield from 1975 to 1978 and Earl Shilton COmmunity College (now William Bradford) from 1978 to 1982.
At infant school, my teachers for the ...see more
Hi. My mum was born in Penrhiwceiber in 1912 and her name was Treasure Young. At some stage in her life she moved to London, married, and I was born in 1951. Does anybody know of the Young family living in Penrhiwceiber? Either in the early 1900's or present day descendants? I would be grateful for any information. Thanks Tom Morton
My name is Stephen Geary and my partner, Jodie Flynn, an Australian, and I live at Noneley Hall with our 4 four children, Charles (16), Abigail (14), Teddy (22m) and Madeleine (4m). The house was the farmhouse for Noneley Hall Farm, comprising the house, farm buildings and just over 300 acres. We moved here in August 2006, purchasing the house and the four acre field to the west, across the lane, from Mr Peter ...see more
My mother and I were returning from fetching water from the spring in the pub. Mother was carrying two full pails.
As we were crossing the bridge an American tank came round the bend with one of its tracks on the pavement. I was knocked over and ended up under the tank, my foot luckily was under a gap in the track and apart from being stunned I was not injured. My mother was slightly ...see more
I was born in the former Mechanics Institute in Derwent Street, Blackhill in 1946 where my grandfather was the caretaker. My name was Ann Wall and my grandparents' name was Redshaw. My mother lived with my grandparents in the upstairs part of the Institute. As I grew up I remember watching the steam trains on the railway line below going along the back of our home to Blackhill Station. We had a dog called ...see more
It was as if it was yesterday, I remember walking up and down this High Street in Halstead, Essex. I used to buy all my records here, some of the Jackson Five and lots of others. I loved music then and I still love it now and I can still remember where the old post office was. I bet the old shops have gone now but thing do. We never had computers in those days but we still had a good time, doing lots ...see more
I went there in the late 1950s and was there for about 18 months. I can't remember much about the school or my friends, but if you have any photos I would be glad to see them. You can e-mail me at: bobby-green@live.co.uk. Looking forward to seeing them.
If I remember correctly, a white climbing rose grew up one side of the arch and a red on the other. The path continued straight through the archway, and led up the garden to the two wooden sheds at the top of the garden. To the right immediately after the archway, another path led behind the rose-covered trellis, which then turned left and led up alongside a hedge, which divided my parents' ...see more
A person who read my previous account of my life in Patricroft asked me to elaborate on my story. Most of the important aspects of my early years were covered, but there are a few remaining stories that may interest the old timers who lived in Patricroft during 1941-1960 when I lived there. I now live on Long Island, New York.
The headmaster during the time I was at Patricroft CE School was Mr. ...see more
I lived very happily in the centre portion of the old workhouse,but unfortunately my cat was killed by a neighbouring greyhound. So, I have happy and sad memories of Ackenthwaite
My mother needed a rest and I had just had my tonsils out when I was sent to the House Beautiful for a fortnight. For some reason she told me it was a convalescent home but when I arrived I found it full of very boisterous children, mostly from London. I remember playing with a magnet on a piece of string in the garden and queuing up for a spoonful of thick green 'tonic' in the playroom each day and also each ...see more
I came to Hinton a lot in the 1970s as my aunty and uncle, Mrs and Mrs Good, rented Yew Tree House and Brook Farm Cottage. Mr Good was stationed at Upper Heyford and was in the US Airforce. His wife Rita was my mum's sister. We came to stay at both cottages on and off until up to 1974 when they went back to the USA and I had many a happy time playing round the village with my cousin Eve, my sister ...see more
When I was little I was taken to Harvey Dene Cottage in Smite by a friend of my mother's. I was enchanted with this incredible cottage garden constructed entirely of shells - the chap who owned it used to open it to the public at a small donation for charity. I remember it was amazing - he had made a cathedral of shells complete with a pipe organ, there was a boat, 2 ponds with lots of ...see more
I think the stationers you refer to was called Rossiters. I used to live above a shop called the Gallery at the time (later Midas) opposite the Baptist church, but remember going there to get a Helix maths set when I went into Mr Connoley's class at Banstead Junior School.
Pete Chapman
Mam was born in Victoria Garesfield, the houses I can remember have now been demolished. In later years they lived in School Houses where there were about four converted bungalows. My grandad worked in nearly all the local pits, his name was Robert Atkinson, I believe he was born in the village. My gran was called Phobe May (Ward), Mam was called Jeam May, her twin is called Betty. John was their ...see more
I always remember the November 5th Bonfire on the common opposite Hilda Woodall's (I think) shop on the corner of Chester Street and next to Dents Cobblers. We all stood around the magnificent bombfire feeling quite safe as adults were also there. I also remember the clean washing hung out in the back-arches, the street games which were played, some were too old for me (t-Ak), but it was good ...see more
We moved into Avon Carrow in November 1991, just after the M40 motorway had been extended to Warwick, and started the most rewarding living experience of our mature lives. The Carrow has an interesting history for such a relatively short life - it was built, as a hunting lodge, in 1896 by Cecil Boyle, a territorial Capain of the Queen's Own Oxfordshire Hussars who was killed in the Boer War at Boshof on 5th ...see more
Beside the strawberry bed grew a large cooking apple tree that produced enormous green apples. We had a variety of both eating and cooking apple trees in the garden, the fruit from which was harvested and then stored in the autumn. We then enjoyed the fruit well into the winter months cooked or eaten in a variety of ways. My mother could bake an apple pie to die for and this was frequently our ...see more
If I remember correctly, a white climbing rose grew up one side of the arch and a red on the other. The path continued straight through the archway, and led up the garden to the two wooden sheds at the top of the garden. To the right immediately after the archway, another path led behind the rose-covered trellis, which then turned left and led up alongside a hedge, which divided my parents ...see more
When we first moved into The Croft, as the house was called, access to the front door was gained by walking up a narrow slopping path up and along the grassy bank towards the wooden gate. The property along with others along Hullbrook Lane had been built back from the roadside on a raised bank. In time, my father decided this was not ideal and set about the enormous task of digging out a ...see more
Some months later, how long I cannot remember for the passing of time means little to a child, except that it always seemed so long for things to happen; but I found myself again seated in the back seat of another rented car being driven again by my father with my mother sat beside him smiling and happy. This time the weather had changed and was warm and sunny. It was so warm that the windows of ...see more
My mother has often said to me "You don't appreciate what you've got until you lose it". She is wrong, for I will never forget the wonderful garden of my childhood and write below the memories that I will hold for all time.
It all began when I was five years old and my parents first drove from where we lived in London southwards to a small village called Shamley Green which is 5 miles outside ...see more
This memory relates to the late 1830s and early 1840s. My great x3 grandfather, William Makepeace, was Olivia Bernard Sparrow's Footman. A number of his children, including my great-great-grandmother Louisa Makepeace who became Louisa Hornshaw, were born at Brampton Park, as also was my great x3 Aunt Lucy who died in Bradford, West Yorkshire and used to live in her older years at 7 ...see more
Joseph and Mary Devonshire (nee Neat) lived in a large house in Talygarn, they were both born about 1845. They had 10 children, 4 girls, one of whom was Mary, and 6 boys, one of whom was David, killed in the First World War on 25/12/1914 in France (2nd Battalion of the Grenadier Guards). Another son was George, who survived the First World War. They were my great-great-uncles. One of the girls ...see more
I was born at 87 Victoria Street in 1945. My father was a miner and worked all his life in Caerau colliery. My mother came from London with her brothers and sisters, they were evacuated to Caerau after their house in Stepney, London, was bombed in the Second World War. At the age of 3 we moved from Victoria Street to Bryn Terrace with a lovely view of Caerau and the Llynfi valley.
Looking back, ...see more
I worked in W.H.Smiths in 1955. So I could have been in the shop when this photo was taken. The shop opposite on the corner of Shute Road was called Crasters (haberdashery) where I used to buy many a pair of nylons etc. It gives me a lovely feeling seeing that road again. I used to cycle up and down that road every day to work.
I remember the tanks from 3 T.R Regiment rumbling down this road as they ...see more
