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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 ...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 ...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 ...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 ...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 ...see more
I went to Farnham art school in 1968-1971, and at that time, Moor Park was used as a conference centre, available for hire, and inclusive of staff and an elderly chaplain called Dr Bird. As you know, Moor Park was the first place Jonathan Swift worked at when he arrived in England, and he was secretary to Sir William Temple. We had a conference there over a period of ...see more
My father's family lived in Charlton from the late 1880s to the mid 1900s. My grandfather was a shepherd & after farm foreman for a Mr Charles Reid whose brother Bertie also had a large farm in the Charlton area. The village had a school which I attended in my early years & a village shop & bakery also selling haberdashery, my cousin Dorothy Dorothy West worked there. The baker was a Mr Duffy, the ...see more
Around the year 1950 a coach would take all the children in our road on a trip to see Blackpool Lights. Those days they called the coach a charabanc. Does anybody remember that name? How happy all the children would be going on that trip to Blackpool. I remember very well leaving in the early evening on the coach with our parents so excited. And arriving at Blackpool and riding up ...see more
This photo was taken at the time I was at Shooter's Hill GS and my stepfather was stationed here as it was the HQ for the RAEC (Royal Army Education Corps). As officer's family we occasionally visited the Palace, which had then an amazing billiards room in the cellar. On my 18th birthday I was treated to dinner in the great hall with the other officers .. a strange experience for me altogether ... my stepfather ...see more
Way back in my childhood, brothers two and then plus me, Mom and Dad said let us pack our bags, and go down to the sea, Down to the railway station, our entourage did go, Comic books within our hands, cause, four hours, they went so slow Now as the train pulls into town, his whistle he did blow, To warn the people off the tracks, so he could pull in, real, real, slow When we had helped to pitch the tent, and all was ...see more
I think that the "Tree Tops" kennels may now be on this site and that is where we brought our black lab "shep" from
Both as a child and with my own children a lovely place to paddle and have lunch
My nan and mum used to work in the Guildford Dolls Hospital which would have been on the right just beyond the white building. As the name suggests they would make your doll better if she was ill and also sold many other toys - one of my favourite memories
My grandmother and grandfather had the general store and post office. Their name was Cridland. One of my aunties and uncle Charles had a house down by the church, their name was Hunt. The other auntie, Edie, and uncle Bert lived in the house in the photo, their name was Cannon, Pat and Gwen. My name is Beryl. We came to the village when the was was on. I was eight. My mother was Chris Mitchell and my father was Rowland. Chris was the daughter of gran and grandad Cridland.
I came to live in Ardpeaton Lodge at the age of 2 when my father was transferred from Wales to Coulport. At that time the Lodge was owned by the MOD along with Ardpeaton House which was further up the drive. Two years later the House was converted into 5 flats and we were moved out of the Lodge and moved into one of the ground floor flats. I lived there for several years and went to the local school in Kilcreggan and ...see more
I was born at Vincent Terrace in my grandmother's house in 1949, opposite the pit. Have some happy memories of Thurnscoe, my grandad always went to the {Corrie} for a drink on Sunday afternoon, I still have his membership card as a keepsake. Found lots of old pics of neighbours who were friends, Kath and Nick and Mrs Mellor, I would love to send them the pics, if you know them let me know. We lived with my ...see more
The cottage in Church St was my nan's, Mrs Elsie Collins, she died about 1969. I remember staying with her when I was little. I haven't been back since she died. I believe a neighbour bought it and converted it into one cottage. I remember the old black range and 2 kettles, little john and big john, and the front door key was about 6 inches long, and granddad going out the back field and collecting mushrooms for breakfast.
I used to live in Mellison Rd, just around the corner from Sellincourt Rd. My memories of the school was a good one, governed mainly by the teachers. These are some names of my fellow pupils at the time from the mid to late seventies.
Does anyone else who went there at the time recall these names?
Head Teacher was a strict old so and so with a nasty temper! Mrs Whooley, with ...see more
I used to live in Longley Road in the early 60s and remember as a child at the top of Longley Road where the buses parked there used to be a record shop where I would spend my time listening to all the new groups including the Beatles. It was there I bought a plastic Beatle wig amongst other memorabilia. I also remember a butcher's shop with sawdust on the floor and a man who used to deliver meat on a bike with a basket ...see more
In 1964 I was (as Jim Wright) fortunate enough to move to Keswick to work as the assistant manager at the then Royal Oak Hotel, just past the Moot Hall on the far left corner in this photograph. The Royal Oak and George Hotels, across the street from each other, were then owned by Sir Percy Hope, a local dignitary. I lived in my own room in the hotel, then managed by Mr Peverett and his wife. I recall ...see more
From 1958-61 our family was the only one living on Mill Lane, just off the parade grounds near here. My stepfather was 'stationed' with the RAEC at Eltham Palace and I attended Shooter's Hill GS and Westminster Hotel School, subsequently. Our army officer's quarters housing was a quite 'luxurious' rambling one storey structure surrounded by about 4 acres of gardens, a greenhouse and woods where I would first try my hand ...see more
We would visit Rhyl quite frequently when my daughters were growing up. We enjoyed walking along the Promenade and occasionally going into the Amusement Arcades.
My father's aunt lived in Southport and worked as a radiologist at the Southport Infirmary in those days. We would visit practically every weekend. As I grew up and married and had my own children we always loved visiting Southport. My two daughters had such a lot of fun at Pleasureland. One of my daughters won the Southport Rosebud contest one year which in those days was held in The Floral ...see more
Matlock is a very pretty place, I remember stopping off at Matlock on our way to Nottingham when I was 8 years old. I remember so well how pretty the place was, the dales, hill sides the scenery, just beautiful.
This was a really enjoyable vacation we spent at Kiln Park, my two daughters, my husband & myself. It was our first caravan holiday. We all had such good fun. We spent many a happy hour down on the beach, and the weather was beautiful.
It was the year before I married that my husband to be and myself went on a vacation to Weymouth. We had a lovely time, the weather was just glorious for us. We always said that when we married we would revisit Weymouth. Well, we did in the year 1968 with our first born she was 4 years old at that time. I remember so well enjoying a day on the beach, and my little daughter had such fun watching Punch & ...see more
We moved to live in Oxton Birch Close. Happy memories of this house. Both my daughters spent their teenage years here. I also had my son here to bringing him home from Arrowe Park Hospital.
I moved to Woodford Bridge when I was about 4 years old in 1949 and a few years later went regularly to Church and Sunday School at St Paul's Church for several years. The Vicar at that time was Rev Philip Wright. He was well known for his interesting collection of old farm and agricultural tools and had a small museum at his house. My younger sister and I used to walk up the hill from ...see more
I have very fond memories of Great Haywood during the 50s as my sister and I went to stay with our grandmother during the school holidays. We lived near to the centre of Manchester and so to visit this village in the 50s was like entering another world. Grandma lived on the outskirts of the village in Tolldish Lane and she was quite a reclusive lady. Her husband had died in 1952 and because her ...see more
Well our address was quite easy , Fairy Cross, Near Bideford, North Devon. Tel. Horns Cross 328 !! Our mail always found us with no problems at all. There were not a lot of us there in those days. We lived in Headons Cottage, it used to have a thatch roof until it caught fire in the mid 1960s and was then replaced with slates. I remember the walls were made of cob and would crumble away if you kept running your ...see more
I lived with my grandparents in Bolton le Sands. I used to cycle to Morecambe most mornings, to J. W. Blands, painters and decorators, where I was apprenticed, hail rain and snow. I knew every inch of the coast road, the top of Hest Bank hill and down past the Cinderella Home, past the golf links and Happy Mount Park. Lovely memories now ..
We moved to Glebe Road in 1952 (Cousland) and it was a wonderful place for children. We had a back gate opening on to the common and made full use of it. The grass was cut every year and baled for hay and we used to rush out and build houses from the bales. Every Friday we were allowed to buy 2ozs of sweets from Mr Brown's sweet shop (just out of shot here) then help carry the shopping home from the new ...see more
I don't know why we called it Three King's Piece but in the mid 50's to the early 60's when I was growing up, that was what we called it. I lived in the flats in Armfield Crescent and when we went to Three Kings Piece we went the back way. Down St Marks Road to Baker Lane, on the corner was St Marks Chuch, to Hilary Avenue. At the end of the avenue was an alley-way. It had a high wall on one side with broken ...see more
My father was deputy head porter at the hospital, he worked there for 40 years. When I came out of the Royal Air Force in 1959 I did not work for a few months until early 1960 when my father gave me a job as a porter at the hospital. I worked mainly up at the huts, it was an interesting job. I did all kinds of things. I remember Jack Thompson who was the porter in the morgue, he used to help the ...see more
Research has shown that Pirbright was the home for many of my relatives. Edwin Bullen and his wife Sarah resided at White Acre Cottage and 29 Railway Junction was the home of George and Charlotte Bullen. George and Charlotte had eight children, their names were Harriet, Caroline, Elizabeth, Francis, Henry, Edwin, Arthur and George. The year 1755 is my earliest record of a Pirbright resident. They ...see more
I have very fond memories of my holidays in Piddinghoe, spent at my Aunty Rene's home which stood on the bank of the River Ouse. I loved walking into the village to buy cream soda pop from Mr Caplin's shop. He would call me & my little sister "his little Welsh friends" as that's where we travelled from to visit our family. Our walks along the river with the dog. Piddinghoe holds a special place in my heart.
I with my mum, sisters and brother moved to Fort William on the 19th of February 1978, from Hove. What a culture shock! The sun shone down on us for 2 days and then it was typical Fort William weather after that. The only good thing was the scenery. We had a good view of Ben Nevis from our windows. The down side was that I missed all my cousins and aunts and uncles who still lived in Shoreham and Steyning.
My memory of Steyning is staying at my aunt Ada's in Priory Field, walking the back lane from her house and going to a big church, and also going to the auction mart and smelling all the animals. I still relish those days.
My memory is of going to my granny and grandad Fish, it was a big family of them, I know I have an aunt still there called Valerie Newman (I think) and my aunt Rosemary who had 3 daughters. I would love it if anyone knows them or knew my dad, Richard John Fish. Do get in touch with me as whilst I remember going there it is a very hazy memory.
My very first memory of Newburgh was going for a walk
Beside the Ythan
My nan was the usherette at Molesey Picturehouse.She then became manager and stayed there until it was knocked down. This was next to Roberts radio. Does anybody remember her?
I spent many many happy years at our family caravan on Ockwells Caravan Site in Rossall, we had the caravan there for quite a few years. I have many many pleasant memories of our annual holiday (last week in July, first week in August). We had an old Willerby caravan that was purchased in the year of my birth (1955). I have spent a lot of time playing in the paddling pool on the ...see more
I was married in St. Joseph's 9th February 1963. The Priest who married us was Father Mc'Gonigal. Such a nice gentleman. The weather that day was snowy & very cold.
As young parents along with our two daughters we would spend many happy vacations in Pwllheli. Mostly at Butlins Holiday Camp. So many happy memories, arriving at the camp, hoping we would get Blue Camp as it was closer to the amusements and the tennis courts. The times we would visit the Pwllheli Market. So many happy memories of Pwllheli. Even now to this day we still talk about those happy days. Both our daughters ...see more
My nanny & granddad lived in Orrell Park, Westfield Road. I remember very well growing up because I lived in Aintree at that time, visiting them with mum & dad. We would get the number 60 bus up to the corner of their road. On an occasional Saturday evening I would stay with nan & grandad while mum & dad would go to the Carlton Cinerma to watch a film. Many a happy time was spent in Orrell Park. The good old days!
I have so many happy memories Of Nottingham. My parents would take me to visit an aunt & uncle there in the early 50s. My aunt lived in Ratcliffe, my uncle had the Ratcliffe Golf Club and they lived on the premises. I was very friendly with their neighbours, and the one thing that really stuck in my mind was how beautiful Mr & Mrs Kettlebank's garden was, the array of flowers and the perfume from ...see more
The year I was born at Walton Hospital. The war was still on and as I was growing up I remember my mum saying to me just after I was born there was a bomb drop on the Maternity Unit at the hospital and all the new mothers & babies had to be transferred to Southport.
As a large family and well known in the area, the Rogers of today are trying to contact any others from the past. There were 10 boys and 4 girls, all but 1 are dead now but most of us didn't know many of our uncles or aunties, so are you our relations? If you think you might be then please contact me, in particular we want to find the children of Peter and Queenie Rogers who lived in a ...see more
We came down from Scotland to Stoke in 1953 as my dad had got a job in the newly opened Pit Hem Heath. As children we used to stay at the house which is sitting in front of the pit . We used to go across the brook on the pipe what ran from one side to the other so we could buy sweets from the pit canteen and wave to the miners, many of who we knew as dads friends and workmates, then back across the pipe to play in the ...see more
Seeing these photographs has taken me right back in time. We moved to Canonbie in 1950. My father and uncle owned the Cross Keys Garage seen in the background of this photo next to the hotel. The two bungalows beyond were built for us and my Uncle & Aunt.{Stan & Margaret Cluley} and my mum and dad {Gordon & Iris Flitcroft} I grew up in this village and have my own memories on my website. ...see more
My memories of Oldends are many and happy - My grandparents - Oscar and Violet Lane (known to many as Mrs Oscar) lived for many years at Fairview. where they brought up their family Victor, Alfred, Bob and Grace. As a small girl in the fifties - Fairview seemed huge with a vast garden with a stone boundary wall where my sister Margaret and I would sit and chat to anyone going past. Next door was Mr Wells the milkman ...see more
I did my nurse training at Sully Hospital and I always helped out when the minister from Sully church visited our patients. Many of our patients were really very ill indeed so his work there must have taken a toll on him so I used to get the communion vessels out, show him which patients had asked for him and suggested he visit some who had not asked but might need a kind word from someone other than a nurse. He would ...see more
The house on the right hand side of this picture was called Claremont. We lived there in the early 60s. There were two cottages to the side. In one of those cottages lived a girl called Elizabeth Holland, she used to babysit us. They had the most wonderful vegetable garden. We had fires in all the rooms, but also had paraffin heaters. I would go to the garage which you can just make out in ...see more
I was born in Kilburn in Plympton Road on 2nd May 1928 and went to school at Christ Church School and then Salisbury Road School. What a lovely place Kilburn was in those days with the iron railings and gates on every house and our mums scrubbing the steps and whiting them every week. Our front door keys were left in the locks of the front door with no problems of anybody taking advantage. All the boys ...see more
I was evacuated to Daglingworth in 1941 from London and was billeted at Warrens Gorse Cottages just outside the village with my younger brother and sister. We attended the village school which was run by Miss Bacon (a bit of a tartar) and we made many friends. I particularly remember a Freddie Boulton and a Mollie Carpenter and a couple of other girls which their names have been lost in my memory but their existence ...see more
My name is Steve Gill and I lived at the Langley Residential School in Baildon from 1961 to 1962. If anybody remembers me could they please get in touch. I remember a good mate called John Laycock and a girl called Sandra. The Staff were mainly nurses and we had a school teacher who taught us music and made sure everybody participated in her favourite sport which was archery. We used to have trips out and I clearly remember visiting York and Whitby.
I don't know a lot about Blyth, Northumberland, only that for some strange reason I visited an awful lot during my life but thought nothing of it. My current fiancee and I would sit for long periods on the old docks at the bottom of Ridley Street area, eating locally purchased cheeseburgers etc.
I remember once booking a romantic table for two in Blyth, but it was a waste of time - she only potted 3 ...see more
See my webpage relating to the history of Ellerton Lodge, Downholme, residence of the ELLERTON family for many years ... http://freespace.virgin.net/bob.ellerton/Ellerton_Lodge.htm Explore other pages of my website (via the built-in search engine) for numerous other references to Downholme and other nearby villages/townships. Enjoy, Bob (Cambridge) bob@ellerton.net
P Aden : I was at Butlins as well. (1962 - 1964) I remember the big dipper thing; we used to call it The Mouse. I often went up on it. I wonder what the camp is like now. Horrible dump, blasting out rap music probably.
I remember the perimeter fence was of corrugated iron, my brothers and our pals used to climb through the gaps to steal the apples. Unfortunately the only trees to have eating apples were situated near to the main buildings. We used to swap sweaters and take it turns to run the gauntlet for them. No harm was intended or any damage done. In later years we used to pick wild flowers for the residents and talk to the ones that were able to go outside.
Upton has many happy memories for me. I was only 15 years old at the time we moved to Upton from Aintree. I spent many happy times in Upton those days. I remember the village so well. And in particular The Stone House Bakery! Where my mum would buy her bread and other deli items. I married in St. Josephs Church in 1963, and had my wedding reception in The Eagle & Crown Hotel. I live in Canada now and the last time I ...see more
Memories! Memories! I just logged on to the site and how interesting to see the old 77 bus at Woodside Ferry. My husband to be at the time worked on the Birkenhead Transport . I met him on the 77 Bus route going through from Woodside to Upton. We married in 1963. Fond Memories. Still together 49 years down the road.
The Kemp family lived in Cefn Hengoed from about 1920 to 1938, I was born there in my grand parents James and Rose Kemp’s house, No.64 Gelligaer Road in 1934. My memories of the village start from about 1937 I remember seeing a bus go flashing by down Gelligaer Road with its interior lights on, when I questioned my Dad, Thomas John Kemp (also known as Jack) he said it was the St John’s Ambulance ...see more
My mother was born in Kilkhampton and I spent many holidays there at my gran's cottage which still stands next to Jolly Cottage at the north end of the village. My mother's sister Anne lives in Bude and she is the last remaing member of the family. She is 91 years old and still going strong!!!!. The family name is Jeffrey and two of the brothers had a well known "threshing" business in the late fifties ...see more
Hi there. Myself and my fiancee have just moved into a cottage in Catterick village called 'Old Crown Cottage', this I've been told used to be a coaching inn/public house called 'The Crown'. I am looking for anyone with information or photographs of my cottage, any other photos of the high street in Catterick where the cottage is located, or anyone who knows how I would find out more info on where I live.