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My uncle Kenneth? Daft ran Irfon stores in the village in 1940s/1950s. I am trying to trace his children or further details of him. Can anybody help?
Staying with granny, Norton Avenue, running free all day with my brothers, the school my brother went to, now an Indian restaurant. Skelton and Dowell Butchers, St John's Methodist church, twice on a Sunday. The building of the promenade, hating it, the loss of the sand dunes. The high street with a farm in it, now Boots etc. Just the freedom to run all the day, my brothers played with the headmaster's sons, so ...see more
I remember my childhood in Salford very well. We lived on Clarendon Road and I went to Liverpool Street Girls' School. The headmistress was a Mrs Chrighton and the music teacher was a Miss Jones. We used to walk to school and collect caterpillars off the wall that went round the park and took them to school and kept them in our desk all day. We played in the street all the time, quite safely. Those were the ...see more
I would like to dedicate this memory to my mother and father Charles Richard and Eileen Brackenbury. May they always be rembered for ever, love Lynda and family xxxxx
Hi everyone, my name is Susan Richards. I used to live in Graig Park Road. I was wondering can anyone remember or have any photos of the old school, I woud love to get a copy of it, or can anyone remember me, I would love them to get in touch. Many thanks. Susan.
I was born and bought up in Withyham. I lived at the farm at the top of the common until we moved to a house in Balls Green. When I was five I went to Withyham School. My favourite teacher was Miss Hosker. Mrs Jenner ran the girls' club in the hall behind the Dorset Arms, where we played games on the cricket field when it was a nice evening and if it were raining we would play games in the hall. ...see more
My Tasker and Lawies families come from the tiny village of Ashby Puerorum so I went to see the place in 1971 when I first became interested in tracing my family tree. There is a beautiful church - St Andrew's - surrounded by a lovely churchyard and I enjoyed searching among the gravestones until I found two for my family. I have not returned there since but it wqold be interesting to see as I planted some dafodills on the graves back in 1971. I wonder if they are still there!
Although I have been to RAF Brize Norton a few times I have never actually seen the place with the name Brize Norton as each time I have on army duty and taking off on an RAF plane! In the 1970s I flew with members of my regiment several times to Germany and Malta and RAF Brize Norton supplied the transport each time.
I too was one of the London evacuees taken to St Day school to be selected by a villager; Miss Murton a shop owner took me into her home. Miss Murton gave up her shop with the rationing and coupon counting. Can anyone tell me, please, where we came from in London at the time of evacuation for I have no memory before the day I was taken into Miss Murton's home? I can remember no other children either. I ...see more
I lived in the Rectory for the whole Universty year 1968-1969. There were four of us - male students from the University of Kent. A fantastic place to live. I have revisited the place - now an old people's home, still just about the same. The pub was a pub in the 60s - it is now a posh restaurant. Best wishes from Andrew lissa@lissa.dk if you want to comment
Pauline was the kindest person in the world, she'd help anyone and anytime, anywhere. I just want to place this memory for her in the heart of East Dean where eveyone knew and loved her! You're truly deeply missed and would never be forgoten by her daughter Milly Hatch, son Richard Hatch, you'll always be in our hearts for ever and no one will take it away. We loveyou mum forever, wish you could be here but ...see more
My husband Stan went to Hendre, it is now a golf course. He told us he went to school in a mansion house owned by Rolls Royce family. Fab grounds etc. My son William took us to see it. Stan went there because he would not go to school. Going from Caerau to there would have been a culture shock.
My husband Stan Waite went to this camp when he was in homes in Aberdare - Llucoed. They had entertainment; after breakfast we peeled potatoes to help with dinner, after which the tuck shop opened and we bought an ice-cream, 2-3 pennies. We played on the beach, had a good time.
I recall my pals and I going to Ayr harbour and picking up the herring and mackerel, which dropped off the baskets when the boats were unloaded, and selling them round the nieghbours' houses. Herring were 1 old penny and mackerel 2 old pennies. Today (2008) a herring costs £1 each! 240 times dearer. We would make dens up Craigie Woods and sleep out. No dangers then. My wee sister aged 4 walked to High Street from ...see more
My mother, Muriel Lowrey, owned the Wool Shop at 185 London Road, next door to a hi-fi shop. I remember Eric Braund, who was a local postman. His wife Lilly helped my mother in the shop and Eric and I eventually formed a recording company called 'Group Four Recordings' and hired ourselves out, doing a fair bit at the Royal Festival Hall, I remember. Great days!! When we moved to London Road I remember I was finishing ...see more
This memory 'date' is only approximate - I was a member of the NOMADS for a number of years and recall with great affection some of the productions - 'Haul for the shore', 'Reluctant heroes', 'The shop at Sly Corner', 'Plaintiff in a pretty hat' .. etc. I still have the press coverage and photos of these and smile benignly at the comments. Names I recall are - Edwin Tabraham, John Hill, Sally Vince, Fred Ashby, Denis ...see more
In April 2008 I went on holiday to the Lakes with my wife, Elizabeth, and we enjoyed a day's outing here. We first took a steam train from Haverthwaite through Newby Bridge to Lakeside where the steamer quay looks not much different from the view shown in this photo. Then we boarded a steamer which took us up the lake as far as Windermere. We disembarked for a couple of hours looking round the town ...see more
My memory here relates to 1937 [the year I was born] on to about 1959. My mother ran the Wool Shop at number 29 Bellevue Road, next door to Westminster Bank. I attended Hearnville Road Primary School [is anyone else reading this who was there at the same time? - I recall Mrs de Martino and Mr Bridgman and that delightful Headmistress, Miss Cox] and then Battersea Grammar School. I recall the prefabs on the common ...see more
My first job was as a nanny to the Chess children, Oscar, Anna and Paul. Their dad had car sales rooms, one was in Port Talbot. When I got married my husband and I worked in Coney Beach, a big self service cafe on the front with a bar on the corner and a silver service part as well. We worked hard but had some good times and experience.
My grandad came from Pembroke, when my dad was a boy he used to visit there. He said he used to have to dress up tidy when going to visit family there. His name was William Rowland Hill. He said one of his relatives done a stained glass window in a little church in Pembroke Dock but I can't remember where it was.
The Hallams belonged to my family (my father's line - Charles Arthur Champneys Hodgson) for many years, until the 1950s l believe. l would dearly love to know any information about the Hodgson family who lived there, pre-second world war and 19th century. Any memories, photos or connections would be very much appreciated. My email is eviemaidenscroft@hotmail.co.uk
I think I was 12 years old and living in Hatch End, Middlesex, when I first noticed a lovely girl of about my own age called Alison Nulty. She moved to Parracombe as her family wanted to start a chicken farm on a beautiful old house called Kittitoe. The Nulty family invited us to go and spend a few days with them at half-term soon after they settled in Devon.
I loved those few days ...see more
I remember taking the patrol leaders from my scout troop, the 3rd Sevenoaks (Riverhead), on a visit to Wales as we wanted to check out posiible sites for a summer camp the following summer. "Skip" was Mick Ryan who was then an RAF Squadron Leader and his plan was to use his contacts to fix a visit to St Athan where the RAF engineers were based. We found our campsite, made all our ...see more
My wife, Elizabeth, and I bought a house in Sevenoaks when we married in 1971 and had nearly five happy years living just to the north of the town, close to Bradbourne Park lakes before business forced us to move away. I remember my daily commute by train to work at the Bank of England in the City and having experienced awful crowded and late trains from Sevenoaks station, I decided to ...see more
Having grown up in Harpenden I remember The Silver Cup Pond very well. Firstly, to answer the question posed, I'm sure that the pond was named after the pub that stands on the main road not far away, which in my time was the A6, in it's day the fore-runner of the M1. It is possible that the silver cup itself could have been a horse racing prize from the days when this sport could be seen taking ...see more
I remember the big orchard on the right hand side of this photo... great fruit trees and fruit bushes. A great place to hide in. Pity it is a car park now... it should have been left alone!
I was born in Old Ordsall Lane, Salford in 1957. What I can remember was good.
Then I moved to Regent Road what a road that was - lots of shops and good pubs selling good beer.
You could have a good time back in 1960 or so. Salford was good place to live, and still is but without any good pubs thanks to the council. I think Salford now is like a yuppy town, I remember the chippy called Bamfords. What a good chippy that was!
Our ciu club in Watford came here for a weekend break. It was the Toby Club, as was called, that raised money for the old folks Xmas party. As we were from South Wales, my husband suggested we come down. What agreat time we all had!
My Mam was from Hull and I was born there. We moved to Wales when I was three. We used to go to visit my Gran in Glebe Road, and my Aunt Hilda. We loved the patties and fish and chips. They were the best. I remember the trams, the parks and riding bikes. Us children, my brothers and I, did not like the smell from reckits factoryl
My dad used to laugh as we held our noses walking past there. They were great holidays.
The delightful photographs of Mitcham revive many pleasant memories of my youth and growing up on the nearby St. Helier Estate in Carshalton. The year 1955, in particular, evokes strong personal emotions that have remained permanent. As a young 17 year old draughtsman, I worked for W. H. Armfield Ltd, a steel building company located in Morden Rd. It was here that I met my first love Jackie who worked in her ...see more
I was one of so many 10 year olds that arrived in East Retford Sept 1939. I was so lucky to have been cared for by caring loving families in Retford for five years. The most happiest childhood memories of my life. I have cherished those memories for the the last 69 years. God Bless East Retford.
Year ranges from 1961 to present really. My nan and grandad lived in Aveley, the Harmans, in Central Avenue. I have fond memories of staying with my nan and grandad, and the house in Central Ave, and across the road were Olive and Geof King (relations of my dad Ray Harrison). Mum met dad in Aveley, and the rest is history as they say. Karen Harman/Cutler is my aunt, my mum's sister. I can remember ...see more
I can remember taking the Lemonade bottles back to the little off licence part and getting the money back. I was probably about 9.
Hi there, does anyone remember being in Ysgol Hiraddug in the 1970s when the quarry blast blew rocks through the school roof?
1995 and up, I haven't always lived in Millbrook. But I pretty much visited every summer since I was born, and I then moved down in 2004 (I think). Lots of good memories here, like: Mayday, dens, Maker festival, Millbrook School, rope swings, alpines. Can now be a bit boring for my age group, as the only thing to do is go to the park really, and I am now getting a bit old for that kind of thing. So we pretty much have ...see more
I was born in Theale but my parents moved to Tilehurst when I was 3 years of age where we lived at 16a Norcot Road with my grandparents Edith and Harold Goddard and other siblings to my mother Audrey Parsons, my father was Bill. I attended Park Lane School from age 5 to 11 years when the Headmistress was Miss Clamp, two other teachers were Miss Norris and Miss Williams . At 11 I attended Norcot School, ...see more
My mother lived at Haccombe House and worked for Lord & Lady Carew from the age of 13yrs. in 1914 until about 1930. The Carew family had other residences in London, Highcliffe (Bournemouth), and South Brent. Their staff (servants) moved around with them during the different seasons. Haccombe House was owned by the Carew family for many years, there is still a Lord Carew in the House of ...see more
This photo evokes memories of Brecon when it was a small peaceful market town with little traffic. I find it difficult to imagine now that this street had two way traffic. We had no traffic lights in Brecon then, just a traffic controller at the top of Ship St. Today this scene would be of traffic everywhere, parked cars and lorries and of course it has been one way for very many years. This street is closed to traffic for the May and November fairs by an ancient charter.
We were only here briefly. Just a few early spring and summer months. My parents were managing this hotel for the season. One fine day, when there was a pause in the arrivals & departures of coach buses filled with tourists, my father took me across the road. There on the banks of Lake Windermere was a rowing boat. He taught me how to row and I as very grateful to him that wonderful morning. On my ...see more
My parents were managers of The Montague Arms for a short while. On sunny days I was allowed to cycle to Hythe and back. I was twelve and fit enough to reach Hythe within half-an-hour! I heard rumours from the staff at the hotel that the Abbey nearby was haunted by the ancient monks who had lived there. I was told that some had heard chanting as the sun went down at certain times of the year. I dared to go ...see more
THE SATURDAY MORNING MATINEE Of course you remember it ... well most of us do!!! It all seems so long ago now! but it's beginning to drift up from the fog of 'times gone by'. Hot and damp and steaming gently in the heat of the old Globe cinema at Gosforth (you sold more drinks and ice cream if you kept it very hot!) from the rain sitting there with our knees under chins and feet on the seat with ...see more
I remember coming to Nettlebed in 1993 to play my piano accordian at this pub (and several others!) for Whitethorn Morris. It was a gorgeous sunny summer day and crowds gathered round to watch the entertainment. Whitethorn Morris is a women's clog morris team from Harrow and they always look smart in their scarlet and blue kit with shiny black clogs. We brought our own band to play and had a really good day's outing in Nettlebed along with with dancers and musicians from other morris sides.
I grew up in Wrestlingworth between 1966 and 1978. In the late sixties and early seventies we often used to see a rather distinguished gent driving a stately car, a Riley I think. He had silver hair and always waved in a benign manner to us youngsters. I got it into my mind that he was Lord Astor who lived at Hatley St George. We were even more impressed at this. We also used to see the Co-op van in the village. ...see more
Like many people who live in Cumbria I come from another part of the country. This is why I am particularly interested in the history of where I now live in Fletchertown. The Fletchertown Community Group is putting together an Archive for the parish of Allhallows. So far we have over two thousand pictures and a lot of information from our research into local people and thier families in this area. In particular ...see more
SUMMER HOLIDAYS IN THE WAR I have just spent a very pleasant time looking though some photos on FLICKR, my! It did bring back memories, Alnemouth in the war time Dad used to run 16MM mobile cinema in the church hall and I saw Charles Loughton in Henry the Eighth there in a very early black and white film. We used to stay at the Schooner Hotel. I found an incendiary bomb on the sands and took it back to the hotel ...see more
For unruly behaviour, I was delivered to boarding school at the age of 4, after enjoying wonderful times on a Devon farm. I was taken to the Convent by my parents in an Austin 7. I remember crying and staring at the red and yellow floor tiles while Mother Superior Sister Agnes Francis and my future form mistress, Sister Anne, promised punishment if I didn't stop. For high spirits, this ...see more
Where the houses come out, by the bus was a shoe shop owned by two sisters, a really old fashioned one that looked like time stood still when you went in, coming back the other way, if you walked along, was the blacksmith, this was Dick Francis, the author's father, then across the road (the one leading to the cinema) coming back further, were houses that overhung the road, Elizabethan type, ...see more
I am Kenneth Overend Edwards from LLandudno, north Wales, and my story about Gorton is surprising because from an early age I was sent by my mother Ellen Edwards (nee Overend) to stay with my grandad, Eric Theodore Overend, who lived on Sutton Road in Gorton. From the mountains, sea, and fresh air of Wales to the smokey city of Manchester! I loved it! I continued to do so for many years; for a start there were ...see more
I remember playing football, hockey on skates, whip & too, home-made bogies [pram wheels], there were not many cars then. The bomber that crashed Irlams oth' height about '47, collecting books for salvage during the war, doodle bugs, rallivo. Later on Salford Hipp', the Palace Theatre, all on Cross Lane. St Luke's School, Mr Heally, Miss Wright, Mr Walters & the dreaded Mr Wolfe. To be continued ...
At the age of 11 nothing was more valuable than a set of old pram wheels.
Using a 4-foot plank (this is old money) for the base. To sit on, we fastened a short piece to the back with an axle and 2 wheels, the same at the front but fastened with a bolt so you could steer it. Fix a seat and you were away.
Pull it to the top of the hill and race down. There where only about 3 or 4 cars in Dinnington at that time ...see more
Hello Hillingdon!
My Grandfather lived in Hillingdon, in the 1967-8 years in Tudor Road, Hayes End area.
I was wondering if anyone out there would have known him?
His name was George Charles Copley, and was working in the printing trade, at Watford in his time, but has passed on now.
I would dearly like to hear from you if you remember him, or knew him as I know nothing about him.
Please get in touch with me,
Thank You.
Joy Taylor. (nee Copley)
I remember when all shopping was done by visiting independant local shops. The shops I remember going to with my mother on Yardley Road were Alldays butchers, Timms greengrocers, The Bargain Shop, Terry Lovetts Sports, The Iceberg (drinks store), The Chocolate Box, Washland and many more I can picture but cannot remember the names of. This was well before people had heard of supermarkets!
I was an Army 'brat. My father served with the Royal Tank Corps/Regiment after territorial service with the Green Howards. We lived on the Garrison[Cambrai Lines] in married quarters. Next door neighbours included a CSM with some sons, one of my age. 'Janker Wallahs' [defaulters] were used to assist in his garden. One of the lads asked if I liked radishes - a fruit/plant/veg that I did ...see more
The hotel was used by the Duke of York's Military School which had been evacuated from Dover - on the cliff tops. Wooden huts were erected along the cliff in front and alongside the hotel to be used as classrooms - each with coke-operated stoves leading to outside chimneys. All doors were taken off the hotel rooms [to create space?]. Bunk beds were installed. The sands had been used for Commando ...see more
Having lived in Brymbo in a very damp two up two down house in 'The Green' my parents were 'over the moon' to be given a new three bedroomed house; 23, Bryn Hedd, Southsea, (which means peaceful hill) became their home for the rest of their lives although there was far too little peace to be had! Dad worked in the coal mine at Gresford and worked night shifts so he slept in the day - that is if he could ...see more
In January 1955 I started as a sixth former at the Royal Grammar School. It was a culture shock after an independent school, but a very good way to get focused. I lived at Frieth and commuted on the Thames Valley bus. The sixth form were a good crowd and a year later, when I left, we celebrated in the evening by downing loads of beer. Those that took part were Syd Sales, Leo Clements, George Greenwood ...see more
My husband Stan Waite worked at Tondu brickworks. Our Sunday School used to pick wild flowers for the anniversary of the church. We had a picnic in the park and caught the steam train home.
We bought a thatched cottage, in much need of renovation, next door to the butchers shop. It was a tied Goodwood Cottage previously occupied by Mrs Myrtle Ticehurst who remained a tenant when she was widowed in WW1. We lived in a caravan in the front farden for nearly a year while work was carried out - I loved that old cottage so much I was prepared to put up with the dificulties in order ...see more
My family moved back to Thornton Heath, to 35 Gilsland Road, just off the High Street, at the end of the war and stayed until 1951. United Dairies was the shop on one corner and next to that a sweetshop and tobacconists and then on to the Co-op which extended round the corner of Nursery Road. On the other corner was Pearks from where sadly my little brother had his brand new Gresham Flyer ...see more
I remember being sent to Warnham Court in Horsham as a young child. I lived in London at the time and I really don't know why I was sent there. I have had conflicting information that I may have been sick and was sent to the country for the fresh air or perhaps I was just unruly. I have found out that Warnham Court was run by the then Greater London Council and I have very fond memories of the place. I ...see more
Born 1933; lived in Lewis Street; relatives (Oldham, Mingay, Mayberry) in Walthall Street and Chetwode Street (candy manufaturing). Moved to Stafford, 1937 (Father with LMS). Moved to Bahamas (Eleuthera), 1966 (teacher and writer). Celebrated VE Day in the Square.
What a strange name for a pub! This has been the venue for much morris dancing over a great many years as the Three Horseshoes fronts on to a typically rural English village scene: an odd shaped green, a war memorial and a duck pond. I have been playing my piano accordian for Whitethorn Morris for almost thirty years and for much of that time our dancers - including my wife Elizabeth - have made ...see more
I was born and grew up in East Barnet and went to St, Mary's C of E Junior and Mixed Infants School in Churchill Road. It was a small school with only four classes and the boys left at seven and mostly went to Littlegrove. The headmistress was Miss Banham, who we all feared, though she must have been a very good teacher as she had the top two years in one classroom, and managed to ...see more
My friend Raymond Slinn was the last bar man to work in the Adelphie Hotel and he was telling me about it when I stayed with him in his home in Tenerife where he is retired. Apparently when the Adelphie was pulled down grown men cried as it was reduced to a pile of rubble. It was such a lively and friendly place to be (I can immagine this to be so because Ray himself is a bundle of laughs). His wife's name was Pam ...see more
The great thing about Rhos as far as I am concerned was the fantastic wealth of singers in that village (it was the largest village in Wales). I lived at that time in Rhostyllen, a couple of miles away from Rhos, and I loved going to the Miners Welfare Club, especially on Sundays. Wales on Sundays was dry in those days so all the men in the area went to that club for a drink at dinner time (clubs were ...see more
Hi, Carol Jakes was soliciting memories from pupils of St George's School in the 50s. I was born in 1940 at Whitle Fold and attended Spring Bank Primary from 1945 to 1947(?) when I shifted to St George's. My memories of those years include sliding on ice slides in the play ground, frozen milk, Mr Neville slapping our legs for not lining up quickly, Mickey Jeffs' basin haircut and "Pingot Lill"'s boy ...see more
I spent about one year in Much Hadham as German prisoner of war, 1946 till July 1947, working for the Hertfordshire War Agricultural Executice Committee; I specially was engaged in our camp labour office as clerk, under Mr. Wooley and later Mr. Smolenski, two wonderful men. We enjoyed already a lot of liberty, and I really loved this little village, which I visited once again in the late sixties, ...see more
Prompted by Marcus's comments: Derek Bell had his garage behind Church Farm, together with John Watson, who in turn was helped by a chap from Midhurst called George Brown. Other garages there belonged to Ross and Derek Barrow. The Quinnell brothers were Richard, Brian and Graham. Other people from Lion Road were Mr Smith the builder, Mr Green.....(something) who looked after the football and cricket pitches. The ...see more
I arrived in High Wycombe in as a young girl in 1946, from Scotland. I attended St. Bernard's Convent school. It was situated in a very large old house on the London Road, across from the Rye. We wore school uniforms, green color, which changed to maroon later. The nuns were very strict. But we got a good education. We played field hockey on school property on Daws Hill, walked up Marlow Hill to get to ...see more
You ever been to a panto? Oh yes you have!!! Remember! You go into a large packed hot old theatre full of sticky shouting children and adults trying to look as if they are not enjoying themselves. The house lights dim and the orchestra comes out into the orchestra pit and they settle down, resplendent in dinner suits that have seen better days and tune up the instruments and sit waiting for ...see more
Ah well here goes! The old Grand Theatre plays a very large part in my early years (you will find I go on a bit about the place!). My dad owned the Grand and my first recollection of it was at pantomime time. Dad's Chorus Mistress said I could dance on with the other little children in the juvenile chorus. I had been in most of the dressing rooms that day and as my dad was there I had been treated to a ...see more
Since my birth coincided exactly with the outbreak of World War II in the September of 1939, my mum must have felt that childbirth was synonymous with calamity; I was Mum's 'war effort'. Home was a semi-detached two-storey house in Melrose Gardens, a cul-de-sac of thirty-two identical semis in Edgware, Middlesex. Dad was a printer by trade, and during the war years Mum worked at de Havilland's aircraft ...see more
We lived in Wombwell from1970-80, we lived on the Dove Rd Estate. We have lovely memories of our time in Wombwell before we emigrated to Canada. My kids went to Park St. School then Wombwell High. Shopping at Hillards, the Co-op, Woolworths & Tesco's which later became Shoppers Paradise. "The Feast", which was a yearly event, and many more nice memories.
The scene is the rear of The Sun Hotel.
The road is called Queen Street and shows St Mary's Square on the left where the market was held on Tuesday and Saturday every week. Beyond that is Portmill Lane and the back of shops and offices at the top of Hermitage Road. On the immediate right is the Telephone Exchange.
This car was parked in the Churchyard outside the provisions shop Halseys.
I was devastated in 1964 when my mother told me we were to leave the village so that my mother could pursue her dream of owning her own small business elsewhere. It was a dreadful culture shock, one that has remained with me ever since. For now it is my dream to one day move back into the village I grew up in to retire. I have wonderful memories of halcyon days in the village. We lived in a small ...see more
I attended the primary school, just down the Maldon Road from the garage in the photo, which was run by Mr Holmes. The sweet-shop behind the pumps was popular with us kids! Headmaster of the primary school was Mr Herbert Lewis, a Welshman known to us as "Pop". He maintained discipline - and our attention! - with a bundle of rulers held together with elastic-bands; when applied to the backside they ...see more
My mother Mary Burghall (married name Davies) was born in Chester as were three other generations which I have traced back to 1700s. My mother remembers well swimming in the Dee. She and her friends would walk across the medows near Allington Place and swim right across the river. One of the friends fixed a rope swing onto a branch of a tree, and my mother and her friends would spend hours swimming across to ...see more
