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While I was at University all the balls were held in this wonderful hall, and seeing it in this picture certainly brings back pleasant memories. Somewhere I still have my ball cards. Underneath it was a crypt, or undercroft, where the student societies held some of their meetings.
In the great hall of the town hall we had the Saturday evening dances or "hops", and also took exams, so this view brings back many memories!
This is the famous and wellbeloved view of the Cathedral with the three towers - one can climb the central tower - the Galilee Chapel and houses occupied by Cathedral officials as seen from Prebends Bridge and the bank of the River Wear, which I saw and enjoyed every day while I was at University. Beneath the Cathedral is the old mill which was later made into the archaeology department.
As I was reading politics, I and my fellow students were advised to go and listen to court cases held in the Shire Hall. I remember doing so at least once, and it was most impressive. on the right had side of the picture can be seen the Castle keep. Students at University College had rooms in this keep.
This beautiful photo of the splendid Norman Cathedral was taken just before I started studying at the University, and brings back pleasant memories. In the foreground is Palace Green, a dignified lawn, and on the right can be seen the low Students' Union building and the building of the University Library, both of which I knew well..
While at University my daily walk led me up Dun Cow Lane, on the left of this photo. In 1956 the railings in front of the houses had all disappeared. The ancient church of St.Mary-le-Bow was built of sandstone, and as it stood on a rather draughty and exposed corner, the soft stone suffered badly from wind erosion - I can remember the big holes which eventually formed in the ashlars. Later it was closed because it ...see more
This was one of the streets I walked along when going to the lecture rooms on Palace Green. On the left is No.1, the large house belonging to St.John's Theological College, and on the right is the arched entrance to the Cathedral close.
While I was at Durham University I attended St. Mary's College, on the opposite side of the River Wear from the City centre, and every day I had to walk across this bridge over the river, which was strictly a footbridge. The only car allowed to cross it was the ancient one owned by the Chancellor Sir James Duff. Through the central arch can be seen an old mill, which was turned into an archaeology department while I was at the University.
The market place is at the very centre of Durham City, and on the left of the picture can be seen the City Hall, where we not only had the Saturday night "hop", but also took exams. On the right is Doggatts Store where if I remember right, we had to buy our gowns, college blazers and scarves and squares ("mortarboards").
This the view one saw when arriving in Durham by train from Kings Cross, but nowadays most of the little houses between the station and the city have vanished. The heart of the city lies in a horseshoe-shaped bend in the River Wear, and on the left in the picture is the Castle, and on the right the Norman Cathedral, both of which were part of my life when I attended Durham University from 1956-1959. In those days the ...see more
It reminds me of the days when I used to visit my aunt.
The small sandy beach at Newhaven was known as the horse shoe bite. It was completely covered at high tide, but as the water receded, it exposed fine golden sand, ideal for making castles and getting in your sandwiches. A row of barnacle-peppered rocks along the breakwater wall also got revealed with the falling tide, where a myriad of crabs hid amongst the clinging seaweed and a wonderland of rockpools formed, ...see more
Many's the time we wandered along the edge of the harbour and up and down the landing stages, studying the leathery faced fishermen's busy hands as they worked on the nets, or repaired lobster pots. We'd peep around, what seemed huge metal doors and gates clad in rusting wire mesh, to get a glimpse of the boat yards beyond, and if we'd enough in our pocket for a cup of tea, we stop at the cafe that looked across the ...see more
Friends from Barbridge and Bunbury were good in those days. Used to go dancing in the area, I think the buildings are still up. Ken Kirkham who has since died. David Davies after a while went in the army and has now moved away, but can't mention any more for now. But they were great times. By Barbara Jones
I believe this is the caravan site that was, and may still be, situated on Mr and Mrs Bowles farm. (Not sure of the spelling of Bowles.) My mum and the five of us children spent many happy holidays here. The van that we stayed in was called 'Hartings' and was on the track that led to the farm. It had no mains connected to it. I don't know how we all squeezed in, but I do remember a double bed that folded out ...see more
My sister and I came to Hanford House with the Wimbledon High School at the beginning of the war. After a year the school returned and the owner of the house, Mrs. Lister, collected a small group of teachers and offered to keep on any children whose parents did not want their children in London. We stayed two further years during which time as well as receiving a surprisingly good ...see more
I dont actually have a past memory of this building. I recently visited Filey and stumbled across this building in one corner of a modern caravan park. The building has just been abandoned and seemed to be empty for a while but had a strong sense of once being a busy place. Does anyone know anything about it?
I was born in the Bridge Inn, Main Street, Brough, Westmorland, on December 6, 1927. My mother recalls the weather to have been very stormy with heavy falls of snow. My father, William Norman Stell, was the manager of the inn & the licencee was his mother, Elizabeth Ann Stell. My mother was Sarah Martha Stell & had two other sons, John Walter Stell & William Norman Stell ,aged 6 & 4, who ...see more
I am trying to find out any info on Oakmere house. Was it a Convelecent/hospice in the 1950's? I may have had a relative that stayed there in the past and would be grateful for any info.
The two stores at the bridge across from West Heath Farm run by Jim Blunden (who had a daughter Pam Blunden) were stores we frequented every Friday, namely the one next to the railway track. This was run by Kath Owen. Her husband had been killed during military exercises in Aldershot, but Kath continued to run Owens Sweet Shop. I remember we used to buy bags of sherbert and suck it out with a licorice straw. ...see more
When we arrived in Loughton in 1956, we were visited by the then vicar and decided to join this church, which stands on the High Road, in the centre of Loughton. In 1964 my wedding was held there, and the vicar was the Rev. Vine.
This picture was taken further down the High Road from the Century Cinema and the Post Office, going towards the war memorial, and in these modern blocks there were several shops I regularly visited, including a hairdresser's.
We moved to Loughton from Preston, Lancashire in Easter 1956, and during the summer holidays that year I got to know the town. On the left can be seen the Century Cinema, where I often went to films and which was demolished at the end of the 60's. In the centre of the picture can be seen the handsome post office, which was purpose built. As I've not been to Loughton for many years, I don't know whether the building is still being used as a post office.
This was another favourite destination for walks in the forest, starting in Loughton and I have many photos of the lake at different times of the year.
When we moved to Loughton at Easter 1956 the alterations to our new house which my father had ordered were not ready, so we had to stay in this hotel, because I think there wasn't a suitable hotel in Loughton. My room was right at the top of the building, looking towards the road, and in those days there was a bus terminus there; several buses started from the hotel to different destinations in and around London. Very near the hotel stands Queen Elizabeth's Hunting Lodge.
As from Easter 1956 my family and lived in Loughton, Essex, having moved there from Preston, Lancashire. One of our favourite walks was through Epping Forest which lies between Loughton and Chingford to this old picturesque church buried in the middle of the woods. In 1964 I attended a wedding there, but my own wedding, held later that year, was held in Loughton.
My family and I often walked to the River Usk, going down Pentre Road and crossing the Brecon Road. We used to have picnics on the side nearest St. Mary's church in Llanwenarth, and look in the water for tiny fish and insects. I particularly liked the flowers I found in the meadows nearby and picked large bunches to take back to my grandparents' house. On the banks grew quantities of a flower I now know to be ...see more
The Deri, Rholben, Llanwenarth Breast, Big Skirrid, Little Skirrid etc. would be regarded as hills when compared to the mountains in Germany and Switzerland, but for us children they were real mountains, and we loved climbing them. This view of the Deri was practically the same as the one we had from our grandmother's garden in Albany Road, and in the foreground the cricket ground can be seen.
Sent out of London during the Blitz with my mother, grandmother and sister, a visit to the Polly Tea Rooms was for special occasions only. We loved it when the parents of the boys from Marlborough School came to visit and brought their sons to Polly's for tea (even though we were only 5 or 6!). Happily, the tea rooms are still there, whilst the Merlin on the other side and at the other end of the High Street has disappeared.
Evacuated with my sister and mother, one of our favourite walks was to Treacle Bolley where we collected rose hips which were then sent away to be made into a source of vitamin C and distributed to those who needed it. On a visit to Marlborough (from London) a few years ago, I was unable to find Treacle Bolley nor anyone who had ever heard of it. Is there anyone out there who knows this lovely spot? (April 2008)
During the 1960s while stationed at RAF Bentwaters I, with my family, lived at #6 Broad Road, in Wickham Market. Our landlord was Richard Upson, who with his family lived on one side of the house and we occupied the other side. Our neighbour was Police Sergeant Alan Airey who has since passed away. My time spent in England was without doubt the happiest time of my life. If we could only turn back time!!
My great great grandmother Mary Balfour Craigie was born on 10 April 1816 on Gairsay Island to John Craigie 1777-1851 and Jannet Sclatter 1777-1846 both of Garisay. John Craigie was a boatman. The family later moved to Kirkwall. Mary married 1839 in Kirkwall to Donald Smith the blacksmith of Shore Street Kirkwall. They had six sons and 6 daughters, sadly only one son and three daughters lived to marry and ...see more
I was born in 1928, to John James and Olive Mellor, my grandfather was Percival Jackson Mellor, my grandmother Mary Ellen Mellor. They built with help Park Hill Farm, New Road, Uttoxeter, paying tithes to Stramshall Parish. All the family went to Stramshall Church, all my parents, uncles, and grandparents are buried in Stramshall Church. The first Vicar I remember was ...see more
My grandfather worked as wheelwright for Thomas Wren, ajoining the Swan Hotel. Can any relitive of Thomas Wren please give me any more information? His name was John Hartley Wilson of Lakeside. My E Mail is johnwilson45@tiscali.co.uk THANK YOU Ken Wilson
My great great grandfather was born in Willingham, his name was Joseph Lack. Many of my family are buried in the churchyard. I have not been to Willingham yet but hope to do so in the near future. I feel that I know the place so well even though I haven't been there. I am researching my family history, and found that they come from Willingham. Quite a lot of my family were carpenters. It was nice to see someone relating ...see more
The funeral of my grandad, Joseph Cobb, was the last one to take place at St Leonard's Church before it was demolished.
My Dad was also in the Phil Douglas Band that played at the Tower Ballroom. His name was Les Campbell and he played the accordion. He and Ron played together for a great number of years. I remember being at one of the band do`s and running into one of the big pillars and knocking myself out. Didn't get any sympathy from Mum, she said "Thats what you get for fooling about".
I was born and raised in Storrington. I left when I was 18, in 1990, but come back every week to visit my mother. My sister and mother still live in Storrington and my brother is the joint co-manager of the Swans, Eamonn Searle. My best memories of Storrington are singing in the church choir of St. Mary's when the late great Rev. Norman was there. Also, the small sweet shop in Church Street which became a ...see more
I lived in Kitchener Street as a child which is just around the corner of Flaxley Road to the left of the picture. There was a bakery next door for a while. I have great memories of the shops along Flaxley Road, such as the butchers which two old women seemed to run, the big grocery shop with its great smells, the women's fashion shop run by Mrs Whitely and the sweet shop. Mum used to clean for many of the shopkeepers and I ...see more
My grandma and grandad moved to Sutton on Sea. They bought a brand new bungalow at Camelot Court, I have photos of the bungalow being built. I have since been left the bungalow and my parents have now also moved to Sutton to a new bungalow. I am interested in the history of Camelot Court. I understand that Camelot Court and Garend were built on the site of a large house and I remember Stable Cottage at ...see more
I think my Grandfather was born on this street! He was called Wilfred Albert Parsk and fought in the Somme at about 16 years of age He never spoke much about the war but I know he lost a lot of his friends. He died in the 1980s but his memory is still cherished!
My father's family lived in the cottage with the arched windows next door to the post office. The house was named Apsley Cottage. My grandfather Henry Briggs was a career soldier in the Royal West Surrey Regiment. He served in the regiment from 1896 until 1919. He was also a range warden of the Ash ranges. I spent many happy days in the cottage during my school summer holidays.
I remember as a young boy sitting on the war memorial with my grandparents Elwin (Jim) Andrews and Mable (Olive) Andrews, watching the gliders from Keevil and talking to passersby on long sunny evenings. People would stop and talk for ages and it was fascinating to hear the village gossip. I remember in particular Mrs Scarborough would often stop for a chat.
I was born within walking distance of the Jezreels Tower which dominated the skyline & was always a source of fascination for growing children. As there was little traffic in those days we were allowed to play in the streets and wander at will. Whenever possible we would make our way up Canterbury Street to the ruins of the tower and dare each other to explore around it. I remember an old gentleman in a long ...see more
At the beginning of the war I was evacuated to Leek. I was only there until the Christmas but I remember going to school in a building called the Nicholson Institute and I stayed with some lovely people called Wagstaffe near Balls End Park. They had a shop where they sold and repaired watches. I remember that we used to go for walks on Sunday afternoons to Rudyard Lake. Audrey Frost
Although I have often E Mailed, and written to the committee of the Football Club I have not had a reply. Therefore I assume they are uninterested in my attempts. My last memory of Colden Common is going through the village on the way to visit my mother (who lived at Shirrell Heath at the time). I stopped and had lunch at the Fisher's Pond restuarant, and then passed through the village on the way back. The Village ...see more
I was at Warnham Court in 1962 to 1963. Also there at the time were Carol Crane and Barbara Barrett. Great times and fond memories of friends and staff.
I grew up in Maddiston. I'm only 33 and my memories are being allowed out late at night in the summer, playing tig, skipping, chapdoor run, also going for walks up behind the golf course. The village has changed a lot since then, it has got more housing, and a bigger school being built for all the new estates being built. The Avon Inn isn't there any more, but the Ranch is. The Co-Op was burned down in the early 90s, ...see more
My great uncle Frank and his wife Fan Sampson and their partner Chip Wright owned this park then. My grandfather Bert Sampson helped out there too. We used to come for family holidays from our home in London. I loved it. The Island was magical. I never wanted to go home. We visited all our family and had great holidays. There was a big house there where the family lived. I think it is still there. ...see more
My grandfather, Bert Sampson, was the postman in the late 40s/ 50s. My grandmother, Ivy, and he lived at Woodview. My father said he used to sell produce from his smallholding as he did his rounds. Anyone remember? Then his son Ron and his wife moved in and had all my cousins. Eight of them. They all lived in this small house and my family would come up from London on a visit and I hated it. I ...see more
I lived in Eynsham for just 6 months when I was 9 years old. My mother was doing her health visitor training in Oxford and so from Monday to Friday we lived in a rented cottage in the village and I attended the local school. At the weekends, we returned to the family home in Stafford. I have such happy and vivid memories of that episode in my life; it seemed to me that we had stepped back in time to ...see more
During the construction of Finefare my dad was general foreman. After 4 sons there was great excitement when he finally got a daughter. A banner was put up on the scaffolding saying, 'Its a Girl!' That baby girl was me, Kathryn Stundon. Finefare is now the vacant Kwiksave store.
I was born 9 years after the photograph was taken and lived my life in Frodsham unitl 1993. I have fond memories of the Helter Skelter and remember quite vividly coming down it on a coir mat trying not to 'burn' my elbows. Very sad day when what was an icon of the village was pulled down
I attended Brownrigg from 1980 - 1985. I look back on those years with great joy (all though not at the time), throughs long summers and endless winters. I made a great many friends. I sometimes wish I could turn the clock back. I especially remember the teachers and staff, Mr Walton (headmaster), crazy man, Mr Bell (minty), hard but fair, Mr Main the next headmaster, Mr Barker music teacher), and my old foe Mr ...see more
These are the memories of my mother May born Ivy Hatch 1921. The photo shows the gardens and rear elevation of Ivy Hatch Court. The house was owned by Colonel C.N.Watney and his wife Winifred from at least 1919 until approx 1945 when it was sold and converted into apartments/flats. There was a daughter Miss Patricia Watney and a son, name unknown. Mrs Watney was a keen hunt supporter and rode to hounds with the ...see more
I stayed in Backbarrow for several days at the Whitewater Hotel which has been converted from a former mill building by the river. The lobby of this lovely "spa hotel" has display cabinets of memorabilia from its industrial heyday in the last century which was interesting and I recommend a visit. My wife Elizabeth and I used this as a base to explore nearby Windermere ...see more
I was born 1942. My family were farming at Snelling Farm & later moved to Waddock Farm, still on the Frampton Estate. Because of bomb damage to the church I was christened in the village hall, which I believe is still standing. We regularly visited the shop which was run by the Hooks family. We also swam in the river just down from the shop known as Long Bridge. My brother went to the school at Moreton. Some names I ...see more
Leytonstone was a great place to live back in the 50s and 60s. People used to come from far and wide for the wonderful shops. Bearmans was a lovely dapartment store, which also boasted a seperate furniture store, at the top end of the High Road. The Co-op sold an array of goods, from fashion-household goods-cosmetics. We had several shoe shops..Bata....Freeman, Hardy and ...see more
My memories of Court Hall School started in 1955 when I went with my brother from our London home, at the tender age of four and five. My father was told not to visit us for 3 months and so we were left. The head was Mr. Owen Reidel, and his wife Simone, who was French. They had two children, Nicole and Anthony. I remember the school as huge and rambling, and the ground equally so. There was a kitchen ...see more
My Grandfather, Harry Westwood, was custodian at the Castle for many years, retiring in 1966. He passed the position to his son Tom Westwood, my uncle. Tom retired in 1986. As a child I would sleep inside the castle gatehouse at weekends, but since Tom Westwood retired in 1986, I believe that the castle is now managed by Lincolnshire County Council without having a resident custodian living on ther premises. Tony Hill ( Ex: Sincil Bank secondary school)
I used to cycle from Barbridge to Bunbury quite a lot in the 1950s when we needed to see Dr Arthur, but the view of the countryside was beautiful. By Barbara Jones
We travelled from Sydney, Australia in 2006 to Hanbury, looking for traces of our Ford Family who had lived in the area around 1800. Our particular ancestor was a convict, John Ford, "Alias Tonks", b. 1801. He was tried and sentenced to 7 years in the colony of NSW, and was never to return, his crime was that of pig stealing. Armed with some prior research done for us by the Stafford ...see more
We grew up in Stamford Road and, at the time this photo was taken, I was 8. I remember our mother taking us shopping with my younger brother and sister as walked from our house to Brooks which for us was the most wonderful bazaar, full of colour and all sorts of goodies that we hoped our mother would buy. It always smelt of fresh coffee, as there was an old red and gold enameled coffee grinder continually in use. ...see more
My memories of Nutbourne start when we moved to the Post Office in 1966-67, I was aged around 12 years old. I moved to Nutbourne with my father and step-mother, my younger brother boarded at little green school in Compton. My father came to the UK during WW2 from Czechoslovakia and fought with the RAF. My bedroom was above the shop at the front of the building, at the time we lived there the road in ...see more
I used to live in Stopsley with my family. We lived in Swiftsgreen Road. I have just been back but it has not changed a great deal, the village is larger and we did not have time to have a walk round but it was nice to see where we had lived. I was named Johnstone in those days and we left in 1962 but we have good memories of our time there. My brothers and sisters were called Pauline, Alan, I am Brenda, Eileen, Brian ...see more
From 1968-1969 I was posted to Honiton with the Royal Welch Fusiliers. I was an army cook aged just 19 at the time. I thought that it was a lovely place, posted to Hong Kong. I also remember an old American guy who ran a cafe on the High Street, he settled there after WW2. We used to drink at the Volunteer pub. My camp was Heathfield camp, I expect it has been built on now? I must pay a visit some time to see what it like now. Robert Fuller
My memories of Pigdon are of the woods, family and fun. My parents, my brother and myself camped there with aunties, uncles and cousins. We always took great care to clear up after ourselves. We had the best times playing there. Unfortunately my parents are no longer alive, cousins have moved to other areas and one uncle has passed on too. My childhood weekends were mostly spent in the woods at Pigdon and the memories ...see more
The primary school, on the hill at the far end of the street, had no kitchen facilites when I was there. School meals were prepared and served in St Mary's church hall, out of the photograph to the right. Every day we would be marched along the street in a long crocodile to have a our school dinner, and then marched back again, rain or shine. Meals were eaten on trestle tables with long rows of benches down each ...see more
I was evacuated from Birmingham in 1939 aged 12yrs and was known as Dorothy Davis. I stayed at the Villa Cottage, Bristol Road and went to the local school. My happiest memory of Quedgeley is being confirmed at church and at Easter time we used to collect the moss for the church. Also going to see the Severn Bore with the people I stayed with Mrs Veal and her 2 daughters Betty and Joan. I also made a good friend there Dorothy Williams and would like to know if she is still around.
My maternal grandparents, Ernest and Dorothy Bond had the Kings Head in 1955 and through to 1958 My mother was married from here at Christ the King in Steyning. I was born in 1958 and my parents then lived at a little cottage in the High Street called 'The Dilly' Quite a few years have passed! and I have now moved back into Upper Beeding but I find it quite un-nerving that the High Street seems to look almost unchanged!
The building on the right with the telephone box outside was the post office and store run by a lady called Mrs Locker. I used to deliver the Liverpool Echo to the Fox and hounds and most of the houses in the village. I still try and visit the Fox and Hounds at least once a year and it's nice to see that the village hasn't changed at all in the intervening years except for the amount of traffic.
I worked for Jo & George Thomas (George & the Dragon) at the White Hart in Calne in the 70s. I often had to run up and down between 3 bars to work them all, and sometimes helped in the hotel by cleaning. Jo would say there's only 4 or 6 sheets today Sheila so not worth putting the washing machine on so wash them in the kitchen sink. This was a huge Belfast sink in the outhouses at the back. ...see more
I worked in Harris's factory in the early 70's, first in the sausage room then in the pre-pack bacon, then into the tinned ham room. Not the best job I have had but it kept the wolf from the door. My! how Calne has changed since then!
I went to Hardenuish School between 1958 -1962. The headmistress was an ex nun and did not allow the girls to mix with the boys when their school was built just down the road, so she staggered our dinner and leaving times from theirs. Silly woman - didn't stop them waiting about and meeting up later. I can remember going out on our art lessons in the summer and sitting by a pond in the grounds to paint ...see more
I remember sitting on the seat by the old Yelde Hall in 1964 and telling my boyfriend (Brian Robbins) that yes, I was having a baby. Then arranging that he would tell his parents, and I would tell mine and tell them we wanted to get married. He was nearly 19 and I was 17. (Still in love after 44 years)
I was about 12 when the pool opened and what excitement it brought to us kids of Chippenham. I learnt to swim their with my friends (Margaret Ritchie, Jean West etc. and many more). I remember the bank being covered in sun bathers, people would take picnics and spend the whole day their. There was a shop at the top of the bank that sold teas, coffees and snacks. In fact when I was 14 & 15 I worked ...see more
Visited Exmouth with my parents brother & sister-in-law. Remember the beautiful beach. I was 10 years old at the time. I remember we stayed in a hotel not far from the beach, although I cannot remember the hotel name. We had a lovely week, the weather was beautiful and we met some people on vacation from Europe.
I was born at number 13 on 4/9/1950 and was happy there until my mam died, then me dad and I moved in with Sylvia and Fred in Woodbine Ave. I went back up home in 2006 and it had all gone, streets in my memory alone. I used to watch the ships being built from the bedroom window in number 13 and my dad Harry was a stager at Swan Hunters, then at Clelands in Willington Quay. He used to drink in the Ship Inn and I ...see more
Hi, I am now 57 years and live in Los Angeles, USA. I just felt homesick and nostalgic and discovered this site. Growing up in the 50s and 60s in Bamford was wonderful (not that I felt that then). I've lived in several countries in my life, the older I get the more I relate to my childhood, my family, my friends. My parents, John and Joan, have recently passed. I grew up on Brentwood Road and still remember most ...see more
As a 13-year old lad freshly returned from the United States (to which my Dad had been posted for oil shipment duties), I found myself one September day a little teary-eyed at the doors of Edgarley Hall. I did not know then that I was about to start the most wonderful experience of all my school days. The Hall was then the junior school for Millfield in Street. It was also a mini-heaven for boys who were as ready to learn as ...see more