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When I graduated from Paisley University, Scotland, in 1984, I moved to Castlederg for a period of about 8 months. It was a very special time in my life. I met so many really nice people, and the memories will live with me for the rest of my life. One memory, which might make people laugh, was of one night when I had been visiting some friends in Glenpark, near the centre of the town. It was late in the evening ...see more
One of my memories was 1966 when we won the World Cup and my dad sent me to the local greengrocer to tell them we'd won. I also remember walking every day to my school, St Luke's, Linton Grove, West Norwood from Dunbar Place and the wonderful war-time play we put on for the school, and going to assemble at St Luke's Church. Wonderful childhood memories.
I was born in 1957 at East Dulwich Hospital. Lived on Central Hill, Upper Norwood until 1966. I went to Rockmount Infants and Junior's School. I remember living in a large Victorian house until the council bought the land to build a council estate, poor Mum and Dad were moved to West Norwood to live in an old prefab until 1969, when we moved again. The best years of my young life were in Upper Norwood. I remember my ...see more
My first holiday: I was 21 with 2 small girls and lived with my mum and dad, as my husband left me while I was expecting my second child. We went to Mablethorpe as my aunt said the sands were great for kids. We all had a great time, that was in 1972 and then we went every year till my dad passed away in 1995. We had so many good times, it was like going home. I try to get there at least once a year, if only for the day. My daughters are married now.
I moved to live in one of the houses shown in the background of this picture around 1964/65. Rushcroft was a council estate and my father worked in a cotton mill and my mother worked at the Osram mill in town, making lightbulbs. Shaw was a prosperous thriving place at this time. I lived on Duchess Street, which is illustrated here, until 1971. It was a very happy time for me. It was a simple life but it was ...see more
I lived in nearby Abridge, and swam at Grange Farm pool around this time, with my school, Lambourne Primary in Abridge. I learnt to swim here, in the cold water. I loved this pool, it was a magical place for me, and I spent many summers splashing and swimming and then, later, posing and flirting teenage style. So sad that this lovely outdoor pool is no more. It was one of my favourite ...see more
This was a weekend to remember! The Clitheroe Morris Men invited several other dance "sides" to join them for a weekend of dancing, music and - of course - beer drinking! By a lucky chance I was included in this invitation due to a strange set of circumstances... Just the Autumn before, in 1979, I had begun to play my piano accordian for the Whitethorn Morris team in Harrow, ...see more
I grew up in Merthyr Mawr Road Childrens' Home, named Preswylfa. Candleston and Merthyr Mawr sand dunes, scout's pool, and the dunes were our playground. We loved the old ruins where we would scare each other to death in the dungeon. The walk from Bridgend was only a few miles and we would walk to Ogmore Castle via the stepping stones when we had time. Many a hot summer we played ...see more
Hi to anyone looking at this photo, I lived just up the road at Valley Cottages and used to play by the bridge, we all sat on the bridge wall and had our photograph taken. I am on the right with wellington boots on, and my sister Jean is on the far left. The girl beside her is Ursula Edwards and the boy beside me is Colin Hutchings. I remember a Mr Handcock living in the cottage on the right and a ...see more
Annual Outing to Walton on the Naze from Upshire in Essex. In the early days we travelled by train from Waltham Cross, one train picking children up from stations along the line and taking us all out for the day to Walton. In the later years it would a coach or double-decker bus from the Princesfield Estate at the top of the lane leading to the Gospel Hall. The outing was the ...see more
Actually this memory via my father and grandfather go back further than 1860. My great-great-grandfather, Richard Seanor, got interested in match making and went to London to find out the process etc. He then came back to Rothwell and started his own matchworks factory. He then went on to make the small match that we use today and of course the match box, which was made by children around 10 years of age. ...see more
I was stationed at Compton Bassett from 6/10/48 until 25/1/49. I was training as a T.P.O. / Tape Relay Operator. My memories of the camp are not all that good, the most vivid memory was being paraded with the rest of the camp early one morning in November and being told by the C.O. that Princess Elizabeth had given birth to a son and we were ordered to raise our hats and give three cheers for the baby ...see more
The High Street is where I was born in 1955. In the street was the Working Mans Club, the Cinema and 'Jeffrey's' (the sweet shop where my brother and I used to go and spend out pocket money on a Saturday). Once a year all the children would go to the Working Mans Cub for an orange, thrupenny bit and a stamp on the hand, I cannot remember the reason for it now but I remember it was special. My brother and I ...see more
I won the Cornish longboard championships at Constantine Bay in 1967. I was the profesional lifeguard at Treyarnon Bay in 1967 and 1968. Friendships established then and still true include Anhtony Richards, Robert Ede, David Powell, Peter Andrews, Rick Stein, Steve Bond, Andrew Blight, Rip Kirby, John Ball, John Jewell, Mike Hannaford and others. Brilliant years never to be experienced again
In 1960, when I was 6, we moved into Longhalves, a detached house on the left of Hook Hill going up, and just on the brow of the hill. The road then was narrow and dangerous, and in about 1964 they took 3 - 4 yards off our front garden to widen the road and make a footpath. Opposite the main gate to Longhalves was Asher's field. Mr Asher kept cows on there, and we used to walk through the field across the marsh and ...see more
It's funny you should mention the Woods Butchers, I'm living in Hawkhurst now and am only 19 but I'm friends with the daughter who owns Wood Butchers, Emily Wood. I do enjoy living in Hawkhurst, it is interesting to look at the old pictures and see what it used to look like, probably a lot nicer in my opinion. I'm not a fan of the new appliances shop on the corner where there used to be a Circle-C which then ...see more
I lived in Dartford from 1955 (born in West Hill Hospital) til 1977 when I moved to Wales. My dad was manager of the"Bacca Pouch" next to the old Post Office , and opposite the back entrance to the Co-op. He then had the Newsagents "Hillmans" next to the Conservative Club at the bottom of West Hill. I went to West Hill County Priamry, then the Grammar school from '66 - '73. I remember every alleyway, every ...see more
I started my life in 1936 at Charlmont Road. These houses had no bathroom (we used a tin bath in front of the fire) and outside toilets. I went to Selincourt Road Schools, infants then juniors. I remember during the war the time a V2 bomb fell on the houses near by on Selincourt and Mellison Roads, and the damage on the corner with Charlmont Road. I am informed the V2 fell on 6th March 1945 at 12.58, ...see more
Born in Hermon at Siop Isaf 1961, the building at the very bottom of the photo.
I'm sorry this village where I lived changed so much during the 80's and 90's but is still an attractive no through village.
Only yesterday or so it seems, this lovely 12th century church and surroundings have not changed in decades, well worth a visit.
I remember marrying my first husband at The Garth on 10th July 1982, now a registrar's office. The grounds are not as well kept now, but it is still a lovely park.
I remember living at 12 Church Street when I married my first husband, and taking my baby James home there. This street remains as it has been for decades.
I remember fragments about living at Hutton - I lived in Lilian Crescent, in a new bungalow, having moved from Hawskmoor Green. I learnt to ride a Fairy cycle - as little 2 wheelers were called then - by pushing myself along with the aid of a low brick wall. I remember my first day at school, saying prayers, and how I ran away - all down Hanging Hill Lane, back home - maybe I didn't like it! Mum ...see more
I was born in Pityme near St Minver in 1941. My mother was Annie Kinsman. We lived at Rose Cottage, Pityme. I went to St Mniver CP School. My gran was Mrs Bessie Worden, my grandad was the school caretaker. I think my relative dug graves at St Miniver churchyard. I remember the Dingle garage near Rock, and the pond near the village centre, and the saw mills. I went to school with David and Philip Buse, ...see more
I lived with my parents in two rooms in a house on Church Street near Partridge Square. I had a small mongrel dog called Spot who used to go down to the bus shelter and wait for the bus to Porth, get on it and ride to Porth and back. My father was a miner and my mother worked in Llwynypia hospital and was there when the wounded soldiers were brought back from Dieppe. We "adopted" three of the wounded ...see more
My father was born at number 2 in 1911. My grandfather was a dairyman and would probably have worked at Parsonage Farm or Heron Hill Farm. All this is on my father's birth certificate. I imagine the place was on the right of this photo near the junction with Nuxley Road. Can anybody help with locating these cottages, with a photograph if possible?
My mother's father and mother Mr & Mrs Tom Dibble lived in the Cooperage, Stockland. Thomas's parents Thomas snr and Jane (nee) Palmer had children Sam, George from the Old Oak pub on the Cornhill, Mary + Mrs Hunt previous Larson, others I can't remember names. I remember sleeping in the Cooperage in a four poster bed, when Mary lived there, going across the road to fetch water from a ...see more
I spent the academic year 1987/88 in Kent training to become a Careers Adviser on a post-graduate course run by Kent College for the Careers Service. During my course I had to visit businesses, universities, schools and colleges all around the county (and beyond) but the visit that sticks in my memory more than any other is the day I visited the National Sea Training College at ...see more
This is the place where in the early 1960s I took my mother to visit and stay with her sister Bertha. During our stay my mother and Bertha (there was another sister called Freda, she moved to Hull with her husband Walt who was a dead ringer for a star of the time Victor Mature - he really was) took me to the graveyard. Out front was the headstone of my great something ...see more
I lived in that stange area of Mitcham known as Lonesome, situated between the level crossing at Eastfields and the bottom of Streatham Vale. It was a sort of 'No Man's Land'. My schooling from 1951- 1957 took place first at the wooden Infants School in Grove Road and then next door at the Junior School. It must have been someone with a perverse sense of humour who selected the uniform colours of brown and yellow. It ...see more
Linton community was the best ever. People rallied round to help each other, and doors were left unlocked. I have fond memories as a child of standing all decked out in red, white & blue in the Coronation year of 1953, standing on a decorated coal wagon! One year the snow blocked the village and transport to and from Ashington for a few days was the tanky. May Day was always something to look forward ...see more
I was at Burrow Hill for 18 months, having been sent there because of poor conditions at home. It was the happiest time of my life. We lived in dorms that were built for wounded GI's during the war. They were built on stilts and had stable type doors. We used torches at night to move from building to building as there were no lights on the paths. Supper was a mug of cocoa and a thick slice of bread and dripping. ...see more
Does anyone know where the name Clare House came from? Is this property in the High Street, north side? I had relations surnamed 'Clare' who lived in a very similar property in the 1930/40s. The front door is different now, and steps went up to it. Any information please?
There was also another lady, sadly deceased, called Mrs Sturney that would have adopted me but was sadly considered "too old". Any information on these people gladly welcomed. Mrs Sturney's first name was Gwendoline as far as I can remember
The former Ron Pakeham (spelling?) owned one of the stores in Pioneer Market and sub-let half (and eventually all) that store to Redbridge Photographic, where I worked some evenings and Saturdays whilst at school and later college. The manager was Val Goldstein, who knew everyone in the trade! Chick ran the musical instruments side for Ron, and was a real character who enjoyed liquid ...see more
I was looked after by a lovely lady called Sister (Enid) Butler who took in unwanted children until they were re- homed either by fostering or adoption (this was me). There was a young lad there called Peter who allegedly set fire to the original building with a cigarette end. I was adopted in about 1962 by a family who lived in Kent, and had a happy childhood all bar the bullying at school which I dealt with. I ...see more
My name is Louise Brown and I live in Australia. I went to England in 2007, had a wonderful time. I spent some time in Padstow because I lived in Padstow in Sydney Australia. I had heard so much about Padstow in England, especially Rick Stein's restaurants. Padstow is a beautiful place, it holds many great memories. I live on the south coast of Sydney now, right opposite the beach, just like Padstow in England. I would love to visit again in the future.
I can vividly remember this was a school, back in the 1960s, Gads Hill Place, used to fit the children for their uniforms! I was told that there was a tunnel under the road to the other side.. would have to have been deep, as the main road goes past!
I was always in the Penge Recreation during the war, not only to play but I used to cut through from one end of the Rec, as we used to call it, to the other end coming out of the gates opposite St John's Church, where you can see the steeple in the picture. I always used to think how lovely the flower beds were kept by the gardeners. Just outside the gates there was a war memorial, where people used to lay wreaths. ...see more
In this photo I can see the Police Station on the right, which I remember clearly and can visualize the old bobbies coming out to go on duty. Also I can see the sign in the distance for the Essoldo Theatre, which used to be the old Empire Theatre. Further up the High Street on the right hand side I remember a department store called Rogers, where you could buy clothes, accessories, material etc. I always went in there looking for Christmas presents.
We had a wonderful english teacher, Mr Troman, who installed in me a great love of the language and its literature. We nicknamed him HUDDY Because of his teaching. Forty years later I was inspired to write, and have printed a history of our family during the depression years. Stump.
I was born in a third floor flat overlooking the Waterman's Almshouses in 1935. I spent the whole of World War 2 in Penge with my family. I remember the pub the Crooked Billet near to the Almshouses and next door a cycle shop, where I bought my first new sports cycle. I particularly remember the Empire Theatre in the High Street, where I used to go to see the plays every week, and then stand outside the stage ...see more
The picture shown is of Russell Road which runs left to right centre of the picture. Every day except Sunday during the early 1960s I used to deliver bread all around Weston Point and remember well reversing my Co-op van up all the avenues off Russell Road. I may be wrong but the avenue in the lower right hand corner of the picture looks like Hazel Avenue. It was a job that I loved to do, getting up in ...see more
My wife and I owned Sherfield-on-Loddon post office (pictured far left) from July 1991 until July 1999. In 1992 the shop front pictured was extended out into the garden about 15 feet and a complete refit undertaken. We did, however, retain the hand made sign over the shop front which was renovated and rehung on the new part of the building. We had our daughter and son whilst we were living there and Sherfield will always hold a special place in our memories.
Shocked to see my own family name (Clifford) on this memorial...knowing my grandfather had connections with Market Drayton it may be a relative...more research needed here l think.
I was looking for pictures of the mansion and church. I lived in Barton Mills as a young girl... American girl....lived across the village green... I am still holding bottles I dug up at the mansion. With love, Bobbi.
I have been coming to Kennack since I was a toddler. But 1972 was the first of many years that stand out to me. My family met another family and we are still in touch now, 36 years and more later. My memories are so many, borrowing beach donkeys and going off on safaris, making dens, rope swings across rivers. Getting lunch out of the hedge, black berries and toejam etc. Memories of running around the costal path ...see more
Mrs Porrit's dance hall! That's a name to stir memories. Saturday nights at Mrs Porrit's, strict tempo dancing with just a spot of rock and roll, no drinking in the coverted chapel and an old black and white telly in a back room where the lads disappeared to watch wrestling. What happened to the IN-CROWD who quickstepped, foxtrotted and waltzed until a minute to midnight, then back home to bed to think about the girl you should have chatted-up but didn't have the bottle? Regards to all Pete.
This building was Chapmans Dairy and belonged to my family. It was originally two houses, numbers 22 and 23, with a stable at the rear for the ponies. The door now remaining led into the shop and the downstairs windows were bay windows. The whole building was painted white! How it has changed!
My nana was born in Hackney in 1907. She was born to an unmarried mother in the Salvation maternity hospital for unmarried mothers on Mare Street, Ivy House to be precise. She stayed in Brent House mother and baby home just around the corner. Does any one out there know of anyone else who was born in this hospital? I would like an old photograph of Brent House as it was at the time when it was a ...see more
These are a few of the shops I remember from my childhood: Platts store where you could buy 2oz butter or half a loaf of bread, Greens the open veg shop, the Co op store which my mum worked in when she left school, the Candy Box sweet shop where only two customers at a time could get in there, but oh, so many lovely sweets, the Hatter's shop where you could buy everthing you needed from hats to buttons and ...see more
I was born in Hammond Road in 1948. We lived next door to my grandparents who kept chickens in the garden, next to the air raid shelter we used as a play house. My grandad used to have a large allotment at the rear of the old Barn Mission, we spent many an hour planting veg & flowers. Then when I was eight we woke to the sound of diggers, only to find our beloved veg dug up and flowers trampled, all ...see more
I was stationed in the RE's in Andover - Barton Stacey camp. Remember shopping in 'International Stores' supermarket as they had good looking girls ! I also recall being in a cafe when some of the Troggs came in. Happy days, must return for a visit some day.
Does anyone know of a house called Conliston in Oxshott. Built in the 1930s, it was "one mile from Oxshott Station and Leatherhead Golf Course. Standing on the brow of a hill, facing full south". This house was built by my aunt and her husband and sold in the early 1940s for £3,000. The property was said to be held on a 99 year crown lease. I would be grateful for any help.
Hi, my name is Shirley Cross, my name was Shirley Stokoe and I lived in Thornley. My dad's nme was Robert Stokoe, he has now passed away. My memories of Wheatley Hill are nice. I remember spending a lot of time there growing up. I used to go to Wheatley Hill School up on the hill, you could see it from Thornley, and I used to love the school, and the school in the front street of Wheatley Hill. I remember we ...see more
It’s lovely to read all your memories especially yours Deb, my best friend! I was at Berwick Road Primary school from 1960-1965, I remember the aptly named Mrs Pie the dinner lady, also Mr Jones the new assistant head who had radical ideas on education, and an equally radical hair style. One of the first classes I remember him teaching was English, he came into the class with a metal bucket and a jug of water, he ...see more
I had my son in Little Thorpe maternity hospital in Jan 1985. Does anyone out there have a photograph of this building or do you know where I could get one from? I am researching my family tree and would like a photograph of this hospital for my photographic evidence. Before the birth of my second son in 1987 it was closed down, I had him in Camerons in Hartlepool soon after the building was knocked down. Please can any one help?
I have on my wall a large pencil drawing of this location with a different set of gentlemen, date unknown. Have visited Mevagissey a couple of times but could never find this particular building and steps. Is it still there or has it been knocked down or renovated in some way? Regards Steve Saunders
In 1953 I was a boy scout with St Patrick's 17th Widnes troop when we had our annual camp in The Lake District. I remember getting off the steam train at Windermere station where there was an old single decker bus waiting for us to take us on to our destination, after loading all our kit the bus set off and chugged through Ambleside and Grasmere and on to Dunmail Raise where we alighted at the "Achille ...see more
I lived in Collaton Cross for a short while when my Husband was in the R.A.F. My surname then was TURTLE. My son Nicholas was born in the house in Collaton Cross. He was ill at birth and taken to Freedom Fields Hospital in Plymouth where he had a successful operation and is now a strapping six foot 3inches and very fit. I had a Daughter Julie and another son Tony. I enjoyed my stay at Collaton Cross and ...see more
I was born in 1956 in Albert Road, Kilburn and lived in the area until I was 15. I remember the community as one that was very close knit, you would walk out of your door and say hello to everyone you passed, young or old. My dad came from a large family (Holder) and we all lived within a very small radius. I was privileged to have attended St John's primary school with the fantastic and eccentric ...see more
Now as a baby of the swinging sixties (1966 to be exact) we didn't see the Beatles or Elvis Presley but we did have the lads coming home from the local pubs singing their hearts out. The pubs included The Mount Pleasant (still alive), The Baileys (alive), The Park Hotel (deceased), The Lee (burnt Down) and the Osbourne (alive) to name a few and the Con Club (Ceiber (alive) and ...see more
I do remember Andover about this time. We lived in Tidworth at the time and my father had a car with petrol allowance as he was a Barrack officer. We went to Andover, mum, myself and him every Saturday afternon and had to park centrally. It had all gone when we last went - just modern car parks now. He did a truly nineteen forties thing and sat in the car whilst we shopped. What a lovely childhood I did have there. Joan Battershill (nee Norman)
I remember these cottages. A girl my own age lived in one of them. Her name was, "Zena." They were, very sadly, demolished, some years ago. Cadoxton school is just across the road from where these lovely little cottages were situated.
Some of my best memories of Barry Island are from the week-ends I used to go to the skating rink which was situated above the block of shops on the sea side of the pleasure park overlooking the prom and sea. Three of us waited all week for this wonderful evening. We were, me, Pat Baker (Overstreet) Christine Pearce and Jackie Felix. We all saved hard to buy our own spanking new, white leather ...see more
This memory is for my Pops, Mr Thomas Raymond Manley who has recently passed on. We talked for hours about his time in Wales as a young boy. He lived in Evanstown near Gilfach Goch and had very fond memories of visiting the picture house after school with his friends, it was 72 odd years ago! He also talked about how his mother would go to the soup kitchens as they were very poor. Pops moved to Bedford when he ...see more
I also remember a foggy Beacon Park, probably 1954. I used to live in the Close, my father being a minor canon, and went to a nursery school (Mrs Allen's) on the other side of the park. I think that one of my parents would bring me to the park gates near the Close and then I would walk across the park to school on my own, yes, at the age of four, but we did that in those days. Later I went to St ...see more
I can remember the fan, what a noise, you get used to it. Also the racket the trams made on the way up the mountain. The shop I refer to is at the top end of the valley, they had someone who belongs to them live in an end house that's still there, this person I can recall used to sell cockles. Also when the pit was going I used to be afraid of the compresser which ...see more
Where do I start? 1943 - my first job from school, aged 15, at The Radio and Gramophone Development Co (RGD) located in Hospital St. My home was in Wolverhampton and I lodged firstly in Whitburn St. Later on stayed with the Heads in Conduit Lane. What a surprise, years later, when travelling through the town, to find the factory gone and replaced with a housing estate! Bridgnorth provided my dear wife - ...see more
My great great grandfather Francis Robson was born here about 1847 to James Robson and Mary, who was a Hodgeson before marriage. I think he had a sister called Patience and brother called Johnathan. Francis walked all the way to Bridlington to find work,where he married and had a large family. I would love to find out if any decendants of the other children are still living in the area. Also who were Jame's parents?
This is approximately the year when researching my family history that I became aware that there is a plaque in the church for my grandfather, George Reginald Mundy of the Wiltshire Regiment, who was killed in action on 23/7/1916 aged 40. He left a widow and 5 children, the youngest being only 3 months old. My grandmother died in 1932, only 4 years before I was born, and yet I cannot remember any of my grandparents being talked about. Kath Jones, nee Mundy
I spent my youth living just around the corner form the Hall. Many happy memories playing in the surrounding woods and snow permitting sledging down the steep hill just in front of the photo. You had to pull up really sharp though at the end of your run, or risk over-shooting into the river at the bottom of the hill. There used to be an Italian ice crean dairy in the outbuildings just behind the hall, ...see more
Being conceived at the end of the war I don't have memories of it of course, but my late brother, my mum and sister had lots. The only street party I remember was the Queen's one in Mostyn Road where we all got a cup with the Queen's head on it. I regret losing that. But I still have the little ed book with all the pageantry in it. My parents and siblings used to tell of dog fights during the Battle of ...see more
Although the view is intended to show parked cars, I am looking past the VW Beetle and the Austin A35 van and gazing fondly at The Queen's Head! Many is the pint of beer or cider I have drunk here since the 1960's although I didn't really get interested in beer until after I left Pinner Grammar School in 1963. While I was at school I would cycle to and from my home in Hatch End past the pub!
This view is exactly the same as the hotel now looks in 2008 - although sadly the landlord, Robin, died just this year. It was his wish that the traditional music and dancing that follows the Bampton Fair should continue outside his pub after his passing. I went along on Saturday 1st November and watched Devon based Grimspound Border Morris perform outside the White Horse Hotel ...see more
I was born in Lockerley and married at the Baptist Church in Lockerley where my parents Fred and Olive Moore were wed and my grandparents Tom and Maud Oakley were also married. We now live in Australia where we moved to in 1972 but still make frequent trips back to the old country and spend many happy hours back in the village of our memories.
My dad was a military policeman stationed at Inkerman Barracks and we lived at No. 1 MSQ Inkerman Road. It was great fun there, the woods over the road, next to the Victoria Cafe (all now gone). To the side of No. 1 was Herbert Crescent, to the back was an army stores depot and at the other end of the road was the Barrack Path. This was the way to St John's School. I remember the hill up to Knaphill ...see more
I was born in Flint in 1946. Looking at the old photos in your memory archives of the 1950s, it brought back a lot of old happy memories to me. Looking at the Church Street photo with the Hawarden Castle pub on the right, the Red Lion to the left. The Grand Cinema to the left and at the top of the street the very posh Plaza Cinema. Also I see on the bottom of the street Pumphrey's old shop and garage on the corner of ...see more
A family member used to have his home in a railway carriage at Holt Fleet. It may be that various members of my family lived there at different times. If anyone remembers the carriage I would dearly love to hear from them. There was a pond in the garden full of fish as far as I know. The owner was Thomas Picken but it was also used by a family called Aston and possibly Sneath as well. Do you remember it? If so please post your memories. Regards, Mike