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I believe this photo is not of the square. I think this photo is further up, maybe the old co-op? I have being doing a lot of family research on my ancestors from the area which is why I think that this is not the square. My great grandfather used to own the bakery, and my great great grandfather built the building next door to the bakery that later on was owned by the Carpanini family. There is only 1 first floor window on the Carpanini buliding. Just an observation, but I think I'm right.
I lived on Clee Hill as a child and they were the best years of my life, the freedom and fun we had riding our bikes, it was so safe, I could see 7 counties from my bedroom window.
Does anyone have any details about a John Austin, born in Chelmsford early in 1916 to a mother with the surname Gigney? My wife is trying to research her family history and as a Gigney believes this lady may have been a relation, making Mr Austin possibly a relative. John Wells.
I lived in Morden after my parents moved there after the war until 1961 first St Helier Ave then Easby Cres, where my 93 yr old parents still live, and went to Canterbury Primary then Willow High School from 1954,I used to attend the jazz club at the Crown as a young teen, worked for a while at Disc Records and watched the old Crown demolished, then in 1965 before emigrating at worked Hudson Brothers in the new office ...see more
In the year 1492 William Gildersleeve and in 1544 Thomas Robert Gildersleeve were born in Witnesham, Suffolk, England. Gildersleeves first found in Norfolk area where they were anciently seated as Lords of the Manor. If anyone knows any Gildersleeves (Spelling variations of the family name includes Gildersleeve, Gildersleve, Gilderslieve, Gildensleeve, Gildensleve, Sildsleeve, Gildsleve, Guildersly).
My mum moved here when she was about 7 years old in 1959. Her mum and dad Mr and Mrs Claus owned the fish shop third closest to the camera. Her neighbour Mrs Sansby lived in the middle house. The house nearest to the camera is where my mum lived. She lived here until 1963 she was eleven when she moved. She had to move as the houses were about to be pulled down. So she moved up to Church Close where she lived until she ...see more
Hi I am Derek Hyde. I with my sister arrived in Eastcombe late afternoon on the day war was declared, Sept 3d 1939. We had been evacuated from Birmingam, we were to live with our grandparents for the duration of the war, we were the lucky ones to be with them, many others who came later did not know who they were to live with. We were related to the well known Bond family. I only ever remember very ...see more
My sister and I arrived at Kerne Bridge station very late one evening as evacuees. We ended up living with Mr Calkin, a retired head master, and his charming wife. They were absolutely wonderful to us for the time we were with them, this probably being two years. Our mother and sisters also moved out of London and found accommodation, my mother lived with an old lady called Mrs Lewis in a very small cottage also ...see more
My aunt is 95 years old and now lives in San Francisco but she talks a lot about St Johns Chapel. She was born there and went to school there. Her grandfather (John Slater Freeman) was headmaster of the school for a number of years. She was born in a large house there and the tradition was that all first borns had to be born in the house. Evidently the house is now flats. My aunt's name was Olive ...see more
My memories relate to the 1940s and 50s - my Grandmother [Laura Reeves] and Grandfather [William Reeves] lived at 106 New Haw Road. My gran ran a little shop in the front room and I can still remember the smell of cheese, bacon and tobacco together with sundry sweets she sold from huge jars on the shelves. Two aunts and uncles and their families lived across the road at numbers 125 and 127 ...see more
It is quite possible that the the little boy to the right in this picture is me at age six. My family used to stay at a friend's caravan in the park above the cliffs. During the summers of 1954 through 1958 we stayed there most weekends in the summer and even a few in the spring and autumn. St. Mary's Well Bay was not a good beach, a lot of rock and bladderwrack seaweed, which does give a ...see more
My aunt Dylis used to have a fruit and veg shop on this street and I can remember going with my gran to the shop and helping to make wreathes for funerals. My gran used to live in Beatrice Street, opposite the train station. I seem to remember that the access to this was via a footbridge on which I used to stand to wait for the steam trains to pass underneath. At the back of the station was the beginning of a walk which I ...see more
The area where the Rose and Crown public house is situated was initially known as the "Bridge Street" hamlet. It is one of the very old inns of Enfield situated at the hollow between Whitewebbs Park and Hilly Fields. The road running at the rear of the inn towards Whitewebbs House is or was called "Bullbeggars Hollow". The Rose and Crown has an interesting history as it was once owned by a Mr. Nott, who was Dick ...see more
Having discovered this site only recently many memories came flooding back, as reminded by the photo of Hale Lane where I helped out in the Kosher Deli as a kid. I lived in Lynford Gardens then in Glendale Avenue over a period of about 10 years from the age of nine until 19 when I left to live overseas. Looking back today I feel very fortunate to have grown up here having moved from Kensington out to the 'Green ...see more
My name is John O'Connor of the Dublin O'Connor/Kelly family. Saturday morning could not come quick enough for our family, myself and brother Marty would walk 5 miles to the morning show with a shilling between us. Looking forward to cartoons with Mickey Mouse, on-going serials with the Lone Ranger or Flash Gordon where the end finished with the hero about to come to a nasty end that you had to come back ...see more
My memory is of the Cove Cafe in 1991, my name is Chris Broadbent and I now live in North Cheam in Surrey. I spent a glorious summer in Hayle and made friends with Ben Bailey who runs the cafe. I sold ice creams on the beach during the summer season and then spent all the profits on drink in The Bluff pub along the coastline. I was going throuigh a particular lost period in my life and this summer season ...see more
I enjoyed this 2008 Wimborne Folk Festival and consider it one of the best of the many I have performed at with Whitethorn Morris over the last 20 plus years. The Saturday procession was packed with spectators enjoying both the performers and the glorious weather - there must have been hundreds watching from the Minster Green alone! The Festival camp site at the QE ...see more
Disappointed by a lack of reminiscenses here I, only this evening, asked a man (who turns out to have lived in the white house in the top left of the picture since 1917) if he had any memories. I'm afraid all he came up with was the aggrieved memory that the timber merchant (situated where Jackson & Gocher is now) used to let his horse 'drop his guts' right outside his front door 'every (expletive deleted) day'. It's a start anyway and I'll try again next time I bump into him!
My auntie Mary used to run the donkeys on the beach. I spent each school holiday in Minehead Swimming Pool and remember the Juke Box in the cafeteria area very well. When I first moved to Minehead in 1953 I lived in the old Gasworks Cottage right on the front down past the harbour. I would be very interested if anyone has a photo of the Old Gasworks before it was demolished in the late fifties early ...see more
This was the year my wife and I took a big gamble. Looking for a DIY challenge and a move into the countryside from Basingstoke we decided to buy the Old School House in Clyffe Pypard. The Victorinan house, dating back to 1854, needed total renovation, inside and out, but what potential! It had a magnificent hall with beatutiful beams, attached to the headmaster's living accommodation - a ...see more
After joining as aircrew in 1950 and being re-mustered as motor mechanic in 1951, I was posted to RAF Medmenham and attached to the motor pool. It was a wonderful posting with fond memories of walking along the river banks, drinks at the Dog and Badger as well as trying to visit every pub in Marlow and drinking half a pint. I failed! I was demobilised in September 1952 and was on a boat heading for ...see more
My Gt Gt Grandfather and his family were living here, and he was shown as the innkeeper on 1871 Census. My Gt Grandmother Agnes Freeman was born here in 1868, but the family returned to Wimbledon after the death of my Gt Gt Grandfather in 1873 at the age of 37.
Situated at the top of our road, as young children Hilly Fields was something quite magical. During winter time we would trek our home made sledges over to toboggan hill and hurtle down to the brook at the bottom of the hill at breakneck speeds. Summer time, climbing trees, fishing for stickle backs in the brook. The game known to us as "jumping dags" which entailed jumping over the brook without getting your feet ...see more
A nice picture of the Whire Bear, but not quite reality - where is the mill behind it and Stansfield's plumbers next door?
My most fondest memories maybe seem weird, but was great to be with new friends that I made that day, and some that lasted through Secondary School. Byfleet Primary School will aways be in my thoughts, it is a shame a picture could not be posted. I also remember playing in the woods that surrounded Vickers which we all played in, things seemed so simple then. Living on Daswon Rd was also great, it seemed ...see more
Yes, I remember Tommy Cocker, I was born in Patricroft in 1941 and lived in Mellor Street. After school I used to go to Tommy's shop to do odd jobs for spending money. One of the jobs I did was to pluck chickens, he used to keep them live in his cellar, he would take me down there where the chickens were running around, he would then screw their necks and give them to me to pluck whilst they were still warm, apart ...see more
Hi All. Den from St. Helens. Summer in Anglesey, first car, first boat, first meetings with young ladies of Llangefni. It could have been 1969, I'm not sure now, a group of mates from St Helens set out on holiday in a Triumph Courier Van in grey, Reg No 837 EDM. On top was a polystyrene white boat and inside a top of the range tent, all belonging to Prescot Camping. The weather then was always ...see more
I am originally from St. Helens, Lancashire, and met my husband, Roy, at Burtonwood AFB where I worked. He was stationed at Wethersfield but came on occasion to Burtonwood. When I moved south to be married, I had to live in the neighbourhood for three weeks for the bans to be called out, and my husband's NCOIC was friendly with a lady who lived in the houses directly across from the church. Her name was Ada ...see more
The first time I went to Marston my boyfriend was taking me to visit his parents. I was 15 and he was 17. We caught a train from Bedford St John's and got off at Milbrook Halt. His family lived in a Brickyard home in "Jubilee Cottages". It wasn't as modern as my parents' council house as it had no hot water and an outside non-flush toilet. He thought that I was posh because we had two flushing ...see more
I lived in Mossgreen, Crossgates in the 60s. My first school was in Mossgreen, it had only 3 classrooms and 1 of the classes was taken by the headmaster Mr Suttie. Mr and Mrs Suttie lived in the headmaster's house next to the school and Mrs Suttie was a teacher at Crossgates Primary.
Henry Waits the butchers, small shops that sold sweets from a jar and fireworks. Penny for the guy, small children waiting at bus stops with the 128, 231 and 144B to try and pry a penny towards fireworks. Girlfriend (Rose Gritty) down Drake Street. Rag and Bone merchant towards 'The Hop Poles' pub. Doing the weekly shopping on my bicycle and taking everything home in a couple of shopping bags hanging on the ...see more
My first visit to the village of Llanferres was in the mid 1970s visiting relatives. Walking to 'Fairy Glen' and surrounding fields, hills, woods and farmland, I was in heaven and still am after 30+ years living in the beautiful little village with its pub 'The Druid Inn', perfect to sit out with a drink and take in the view or sample their excelent food. Not too far are 'The Miners Arms', Maeshafon, 'Loggerheads' ...see more
Welcome to all. Most of my life was spent in Leadgate where I enjoyed living. I moved to a beautiful village called Milborne Port near a nice town called Sherborne in Dorset. I am married to a beautiful women called Caroline who came from Farmborough. I have worked for a construction firm in Yeovil for 25 years. I did make a lot of friends in Leadgate, I was still a member of Leadgate Club until a few years ...see more
Hi, I was the landlord at the Cross Guns for 10 years from 1976 till 1986.
Looking at the photo of the row of houses from the top of Fen Street, the house nearest the camera was owned by my grandparents, Betty and Hans Claus and my mother Ann who at that time was about 8 years old (1959). The 3rd house along was also theirs which they had as the fish and chip shop. The house at the bottom of the road was the doctor's. They soon moved from here as the houses were to be demolished ...see more
I lived in Worcester Park from when I was born (1939) until early 1956 when I joined the RAF as an apprentice. The lad in the picture (W455012) could so easily have been me (it isn't) because I was often there looking in the model shop window, as he is. Memories of Keil Kraft and Jetex and balsa wood and plastic cement..... The picture is actually taken from the lower slopes of the ramp ...see more
and died in 1883, Emma had a son, Thomas Leonard Smith, and he was brought up as one of the children and became a butler in North Wales and died in 1915, he left a widow and 2 daughters but never knew Emma was his mother. His only grandson was killed during the 2nd World War and I was the only granddaughter, but I have 4 children, 10 grandchildren and 1 great grandchild. I found a request for the ...see more
My grandad was a Mr Charles Robert Dodd who taught woodwork up till 1967 at the school from about 1948 till he died in 1967, can anyone remember him?
Hello people, my time at Kings Worthy as a young girl - remembering dancing at our local social club where the locals made us welcome. A beautiful place, I remember the park where I made lots of friends. Girls of St Margarets that I can recall, I often wonder what became of them: Angie from Hawley, Hants. Dawn with a hamster. Sonia who dedicated time to the handicapped home along with myself for a while, and Debs from Aldershot. Hope you see this girlies. x
Hi anyone remember "Little Nellie" (husband Joe) and their daughter Annie and grand daughter Margaret, from Sultan Street in Accrington. We used to travel down on the same bus with them every Friday night. In those days, we got the bus from the bottom of Water Street/Melbourne Street (now Eastgate). They had a caravan on Thornfield for years and years. When you passed the shop and turned onto the site, their caravan ...see more
Wrottesley Park 92 Wrottesley Park, it was a nice address, a suggestion of elegance perhaps, a hint of grandeur even. However there was nothing grand about the place we lived in even though it was part of the Wrottesley Estate. Home for me as a child in the fifties was part of a Nissen hut in a converted army camp but despite its lowly status I consider myself most ...see more
"Oh Happy Days". My first view of Staining was the 9th June 1960. I remember it well. I seem to remember the Staining bus did NOT go into the village, but stopped across from the old Plough pub. My gran had bought a caravan there, just up Chain Lane, on Mrs Smiths caravan site. Mr and Mrs Smith lived in the farmhouse, their 4 daughters lived nearby in the two red brick semis which Nana Smith had had built. (Auntie ...see more
My father, Maurice Arthur (1902-1982), was the son of the GP, W. B. Arthur, in Wingate. He kept a daily diary from 1917 to 1982. There are many entries regarding Hartlepool, WW1 and the Durham Minefields. However, in 1918 he states (040218) "Hartlepool Tank gets £803,421". Then on 090218 he states, "Tank No 130, total to 4 pm. £2,200,000". And there are other references. These refer to a lot of money in those ...see more
I'm pretty sure my great grandfather Hubert John Cavell, was brought here after becoming wounded in Ypres, in Belgium. He died on 22/04/1917. Does anybody have any information? I know that the Queen Alexandra nurses trained there.
I went up the Tower sometime in the '50s I think. I paid all of sixpence at the little kiosk just inside the entrance. A lift whisked us up to the top. I am so glad now that I did as I have a wonderful memory of the view from the top. It was a beautiful day so you could see for miles. What an attraction it would be today.
I can't remember when Pier Hotel ceased to be an hotel but in 1965 it was already a Residential Care Home run by Hampshire social Services. When we moved from Stubbington to Lee in 1977 I went to work in Pier House and stayed for 20 years retiring in 1997. The site hasn't changed much although it had many alterations to the inside over the 20 years I worked there.
I was born in Lee-on-the-Solent and so was quite young when I first went to the cinema. I loved going down the sloping floor to the auditorium. It was almost underground, although we went up steps at the end of the slope. Every Saturday afternoon saw us queuing to get in. The only film I can remember seeing though was a war film after the V E Day street party. My eldest brother was so disgusted (he was all ...see more
I have such happy memories of Brent Knoll Farm which we "accidentally" stayed at. We live in Lancashire and, think it was c1989. We had been to Weston super Mare for our holidays, staying in a lovely flat. The flat was very small but had a wonderful sea view. With 5 young kids, we hadn't found it easy finding somewhere to stay. It was a lovely area to be in, just slightly out of the ...see more
We lived at number 11 Mill Lane and later moved to number 7. My late father, Joe Clarke was the chemist at the Mill. I remember my early childhood lived in Rochford so very fondly. We were very happy carefree children with a wonderful countryside to play in. My sister, Samantha, narrowly escaped drowning when (at the age of 3) she fell off the wharf into the creek at high tide. She was pulled out by her arm by one of ...see more
As a school girl from St. Bernadette's, I remember learning how to swim in the very cold water. We had no choice but to jump in the icy water. It was really freezing when we changed out of our cold wet bathing suits back into our school clothes. Also, I remember walking to Kingsbury Swimming Pool with my cousins. We carried our towels, lunch and money to buy "a bottle of orange juice." I can still ...see more
Mine is not a personal memory but Uphall Station was the birthplace of my mother. Mum was born on the 29th of April 1924. Her parents were Hugh and Annie Campbell ( nee Mooney ). My grandparents and Mum immigrated to New Zealand in 1925. I am intending to visit Scotland in the next couple of years and will be visiting Uphall Station. As an only child Mum and I were very close and sadly she passed away ...see more
I started at St Peter's in South Weald at the age of four in 1955. This was in the old school which is no longer there. Our teacher was Mrs Fox and we were taught to write on slates. When we became proficient we were allowed to use thick black pencils on paper. I will always remember the carbolic soap in the sinks and the outside toilets with spiders and shiny Izal toilet paper. Mrs Waite's ...see more
I also went to the church school from 1954 to 1960. Miss Kinread was still Headmistress. The Chapel near the church was also used as a class room. Teachers I remember are Miss Heaton, Miss Williams and Mr Edge. It was a lovely time and I would love to hear from any class mates from that time.
I wish to communicate with anyone who may remember a children's home that used to be located on a large field in Shenfield. The individual wood and brick 2 floored (Swiss styled I think) homes were dotted around the perimeter and of different names. One I know was called 'Thames.' Children from the London Borough of Hackney were housed there. I believe there was an Infant or ...see more
When a was a small girl my parents used to take me to visit my Grandparents, in Kensington where they lived at No. 29 Kelso Place. As the underground trains pass deep under the houses there, I was often to be found in their sitting room laying on the floor with an ear pressed against the carpet listening for the deep rumbling noise! I also remember my parents taking me into one of the large Department ...see more
My great-great-grandfather, John Mingins, was a tailor living in Witton Gilbert with his family. Unfortunately, in December 1853 an Irish navvy, Michael O'Brien, picked a fight with John outside the butcher's shop and consequently John was injured and died one week later. Michael O'Brien was found guilty of manslaughter at Durham Assizes and I assume he served the appropriate sentence. I live in East Anglia but intend to make a pilgrimage to Witton and would love to see some early photos of it.
I was a pupil at the Paston Grammar School from 1936-42. It was a wonderful school where boys from all over N.E. Norfolk made many friends so that when they left school and started work in the area, they co-operated in so many ways. Major Percy Pickford D.S.O., M.C. (Oxford and Bucks Light Infantry) was the headmaster. He had served with great distinction in the First World War and was very keen that we ...see more
I loved Catfield, my home village, and the little school which, in my time there had almost 100 pupils up to the age of 14. Mrs M A Batchelor was head teacher and Miss Drake taught the infants. We learned such a lot and I remember learning so much about my country and the world from the huge maps which hung on the walls all around us. There were no school dinners; we just took sandwiches. Everyone was very ...see more
I knew Sergeant Sissen well as he used to meet the Hickling policeman in Catfield where I was born. Local police met regularly in what was called, I think, a "point". I was born in 1925 so I remember the two policemen standing by their tall cycles outside the junction of Catfield Street and Limes Road.
My great grandfather John Plant (known as Jack) was the grave digger at Mappleton church, St Mary. He married Francoise Chevenia, a coloured lady bought over from Mauritius to work as a maid at the Manor House in Mappleton. They lived at Rose Cottage for about 13 years. Their son, John Frederick (Freddie), was born after the war in 1920. Although Francoise met an early death in 1928 John and Freddie remained ...see more
My granny lived in a bungalow along the Kennoway road. Every summer during the fifties was spent there. Fond memories are of walking down to the cross roads to buy fresh morning rolls and the Beano or Dandy. Later we would buy icecream cones from one of the icecream parlours, I think there were three. We used to walk along the railway line (not the main line) and catch trout in the burn. One of the highlights of ...see more
My grandfather (William Bryant) built a houseboat and moored it in Percuil Creek where he, my grandmother and my mother would spend their summers in the 40s. My grandfather and his wife Dorothy were both born in Falmouth in 1902/1903 and my mother Patricia was born in Falmouth in 1932. My grandfather was a shipwright working in Falmouth dockyard and they also lived in Mylor Bridge. They all spent most ...see more
Trevone is one of the most beautiful places in England. It has two beaches one sandy & one rocky, I prefer the rocky. My mother first took me to Trevone 62 years ago & it hasn't changed, my father was born in Padstow. What a place to live, you lucky people.
This is one of the most beautiful places in England, the rock beach is my favourite, good for walking, swimming & looking in rock pools. I started visiting when my mother took me 62 years ago (my father was born in Padstow ) & it hasn't changed. I look forward to visiting each year.
Of all our (my wife & I) favourite places in Wales, Newquay comes top of a long list of places. It was only sometime in the mid 1980's, that we first discovered this haven. We've been back numerous times, never bored with it. Two things spring to mind, Dylan Thomas & Dolphins. I would love to hear a local's view. What did it used to be like, years ago? What is it like in the winter when tourists are not about? For some years, we wanted to move to Wales, & Newquay was top of the list.
Where this picture is taken from, is a Chinese restaurant, go there every Sunday for the all you can eat buffet which is £10. The Co-op, or the Cooperative at it is now known as, is still there, Cooperative rocks lol! Next to the restaurant is a empty car park!
I remember as a child being taken to see my uncle Ewart who was employed at Calne Railway Station for 55 years. My cousin Jean (his daughter) told me that he also used to use a long pole to put out the gas street lamps when on his way home. As a lad he had worked for Angells greengrocers but had always wanted to go the railways. Sadly the station has now been demolished, probably the demise of the Harris bacon factory ...see more
The bus ride into Addlestone from New Haw took about 15 minutes. We were taken on a regular basis either to see our Grandparents who lived in Byron Road or shop at the Co-op, which took up a large part of the High Street. In order for us to be kitted out with clothes and shoes mum would have taken out a Provident Loan. Later in the early 60s I purchased a new racing bike I was very excited as it was a hand built ...see more
I can remember visiting Warnham when I was very young, with my parents and brother Ron. We stayed with great uncle John, who was blind. I believe his wife's name was May, but I am not sure. My brother kicked a football into the broad beans, and upset great uncle John. I was rather frightened when we had to sleep in a room with a picture of Captain Blood on the wall, and so my mum turned the ...see more
Our family moved to New Haw when the new council houses were built at Heathervale. We lived at 26 Park Side. Everybody moved in about the same time so during the fifties there was great community spirit in our street. The residents even managed to build their own social club (Park Side Club). My father Basil Ponting was involved with this, but probably only on the drinking side. It's still possible for me ...see more
I was born in Tebbutt Street in 1951. I went to St. Pat's School. Fond memories of Osborn St. baths, Hunts chippy and the toffee apple shop on Rochdale Rd. Played on Barney's tip as a kid and who can forget the wonderful smell that used to waft across Collyhurst from the bone works off Roger St. Used to deliver newspapers in the Collyhurst Rd. area. Most people didn't have much but crime was very low and people got on. Happy days, things have changed but for the better? B Tarpey
Beeford holds many fond memories for me. My grandparents Charlie and Mary Walker took over the corner shop in around 1963. They then turned it into 'Ye Olde Wrought Iron Shoppe' which my grandfather ran until his late seventies. We spent most weekends there and as I grew up I visited often and had many a good night in the Yorkshire Rose which was then the Black Swan. I loved to walk up the lane ...see more
After getting off the bus from New Haw we would walk to Nan & Grandad's house. Passing over the crossing there was Wells Boot Stores on the right just before Alexandra Road. Down here, over the river, the Laundry and Taylor & Pentons on the left. I think Taylor & Penton made furniture for John Lewis, I do know my Aunt Elsie and my Grandfather (Walter Godfrey) worked there, Auntie in the office and Grandad as Night Watchman. Now on to 37 Byron Road for tea and pocket money.
I believe this to be the White Hart Lock at New Haw situated at the junction of Woodham Lane and the turning off over the White Hart bridge which led to Byfleet station. I do believe also that the cottage featured in a film, which I think was War Of The Worlds. As youngsters we often took a short cut off the Byfleet Road to cut through to what we called the Nine Arches, passing under this structure we would in ...see more
I hope I have got the right area as my grandparents lived in Pelham Road from about the 1920s. My father was born in this road in 1924. I can remember as a child in the 50s and 60s visiting them every week, catching the No. 14 bus from Tile Cross to see them every Sunday. I also remember my grandmother taking my brother and myself across the road to the local shops known as Pedley's, who I think have passed ...see more
I was born in 1953 and my Grandfather was already dead. His name was William Bowe and he was the last mill keeper at Hall Mill, although his son John, my uncle, ran a joinery business for a few years from there. Billy Bowe was the last official mill keeper. It was purely a saw mill, powered entirely by water. How green was that. Pre 1945 it was pretty self sufficient down there. There was a couple of pigs, a cow ...see more
Hi. I moved into the Gamecock in 1963 with my parents Norman and Jean Bennett and my brother Bryan, I was only two years old. My parents were landlord and land lady. Bartons grocers was next door, there was no Gamecock Field as we Know it today and no Grange View. Grange View was built about 1967 and the park was developed early 1970. The Wimpy estate as we know it was built when I was seven. I can just ...see more
I went to Crawley Down school for a few years in the mid sixties and when I went back recently to have a look I found the Parish Church and school (now a private house and so much smaller than I remember it as being) - and I walked down the path from the church to the road. The old building which used to be the dining hall was still there. My sisters and I also went to Brownies ...see more
I went to school in Kirdford for a couple of years in the sixties and have fond memories of it. The school headteacher was Miss Dunsmore and there was a Miss Dadswell and a Mrs Heaver I think. The toilet block was outside, as most schools were in those days. There was a metal roundabout on the patch of ground outside the school gate. I used to travel on a school bus from Ifold (Ken's Camel I think ...see more
My grandparents lived in Brant Broughton in the cottage next to the "Old Red Lion". I remember the farrier shoeing the horses, the cows going home to be milked at the dairy and then watching them being milked. Water came from the pump in the communal yard, the toilet was a wooden hut in the allotment with 2 holes - one for adults and a lower one for children. Not surprisingly, my grandmother ...see more