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My gt gt grand mother, Mary Cornish was born in Coombe Valley c 1814 She was married to Henry Harris in the parish church of St Morwenna & John the Baptist on 26th December 1839 The presiding incumbent was Robert Stephen Hawker.
my dad was born in amport his mother was eliza izzard and married his dad albert john smith , i believe she was from lower bullington andover and her mother from west stratton winchester, i have a few family letters that iv looked up, my dads mum died on christmas day aged 40 his dad died a few years earlier also 40, my dad had three sisters lucy, phyllis. kathleen. and a aunt emm his mums sister looked after them in ...see more
My grandmother, Margaret Flint, was landlady of the Greyhound from sometime during WW2 until 1954. I lived there from 1944 until she retired. Being a publican meant grandmother was entitled to more than the normal rations in the immediate post war era since she was required to provide food to any traveller. Travellers were few and far between however one day George Bernard Shaw and companion appeared on the doorstep in the afternoon requiring tea so she had to fulfill her duty.
looking at the picture of appledore my father in law was born in number 20 in 1907 his name was frederick cyril hobbs his father was fred hobbs and his mother was mabel (hooper) we visited last year what a lovely place our family has a lot of history in the town we carnt wait to return
up to the age of seven from 1939- 46 i lived in middleton close i to remeber the war years , walking across sopers farm to feed the pigs on acorns , catching newts in the little pond , which is now unfortunatly rugby field and golf range, one of my aunts use to be a conductress on the trolly buses during the war, we use to have some wonderful christmas's when all the uncles came home ...see more
HANFORD HOUSE In the early years of the war, I taught at the school which was part of Hanford House. The rest of the house was occupied by a family I remember as the Listers (Colonel and Mrs.). My son-in-law, however, thinks it might have been Captain and Mrs. Sandys, the parents of Duncan Sandys. Mr. Sandys was, of course, later a cabinet minister in Harold Macmillan’s government, and later still, ...see more
What memories your comments conjure. How I loved the 'rec' as a child. We started on the 'baby swings' and progressed to the 'big swings' and see-saw and round-a-bout. The old shelter there was a favourite hang-out when we got older. My favourite place was the library in the old bomb shelter, down a couple of steps. It had windows cut high in the walls. I also remember the fair and ...see more
when i was young i would go for fish and chips they were great and there was always something to do some where to ride on our bikes at hest bank. I now live in australia and in 2006 took my three girls to england for a holiday and went for a walk along the canal and over the railway crossing they thought it was wonderfull. my only sad memory of hest bank was of a girl guide who was killed crossing ...see more
my great grandmother, Elsie Clara Doughty, died two weeks ago. My great grandmother was married to Charles Doughty, my great grandfather, who Doughty Quay was named after in Boston.
Opposite the pond was my mum Lois's family home. My grandfather was a master builder and his name was Thomas Baker. My grandfather had his office in Newton House and as children my brothers and I liked to explore it but we were not allowed in the cellar. My ancesters the Slaters lived in Love Lane and grew lavender on their land. William Slater was a distiller for Potters & Moore and then he ...see more
St. Peters church is where my ggg grandfather John Peck married my ggg grandmother Martha Robbins in 1813.
I went to Pendeen School in the early forties. It was on the left just a short distance down Stakes Hill Road. I lived in Keydell Avenue, Horndean and travelled by Southdown Buses 40, 41, 42 and their respective a's and b's. Entering Waterlooville from the north and on the left I remember with many spaces in between: The Curzon Cinema, Gauntlets Dairy, Stakes Hill Road and Campions Bakery. On the right were, A ...see more
It was my 10th birthday in 1963 and my aunt failed to turn up for my party. There had been a dreadful fire that evening which destroyed the Grange. I remember as a child going to the grange to see the fish and feed the ducks in the pond there. It looked so big to me then, but probably wasn't, everything is big when you are a child. I cried when we went to see the ruins a few days later, and although it has been ...see more
I was thrilled to see your photo of Cecil Road as the houses on the left are in Hill Street and my Grandmother lived at number 2, the left hand house. I have very Happy Memories of holidays with 'Mam' at Hill Street. My Dad, Dudley Williams was born a Hill Street along with his 7 siblings. The Williams family were very much a part of Gowerton life at the turn of the last century. My Great Grandfather, John Williams, ...see more
I was born in 1962 in Greenford, Middlesex and I remember walking down Wembley High Road every Saturday and having lunch in a cafe at the triangle. I remember it being owned by an Italian family. We always used to have pink ice cream for pudding.
Was overwhelmed by open spaces,woodland, fields of pasture, arable, all seemingly laid out with such precision. Those responsible for management of the land appear to take so much care. Aberdeen Angus; Pheasants; variety of sheep, many types of bird including Buzzards swooping low over our heads. Thousands of wild foul, seeing fish clearly swimming in the river close by, where our daughter her ...see more
The Prefab Boy thats me born in 1951's Rutherglen Spittal prefab the 50's answer to the modern day bungalow but with more ground and a host of fitted extras Cooker Fridge with Ice box Double belfast sinks that you would pay a fortune for now ,a charnwood stove, only if they had plumbed a few radiators into it it wouldn't have been so bloody cold in the winter Fitted wardrobes complete wi! shelves and hanging ...see more
I was born and brought up in Greenock in 1954 and its the only place I have ever felt happy, nothing can compare to the feeling of security and belonging I felt in my heart. God bless you Greenock, there is knowhere like you in the world.
i loved growing up in westerham
It is with a great sense of humility that I am now able to share a connection to others who have memories of Barlborough Hall. Geneological data regarding my Mother's family revealed that I am a direct descendant of Justice Francis Rodes, who built Barlborough Hall. Four generations later, in about 1695, Charles Rodes, grandson of Sir Francis Rodes (d.1645) who was grandson of Justice Rodes, ...see more
I am Delphine Chapple's sister and I lived in Rhosneigr for all my years at Holyhead Grammar School. The walk or bike ride to the station was indeed more than any young person would contemplate these days. With reference to Nicholas Farmer's comment above, if I remember correctly, the name of the local Doctor who lived next door to Pennyburn (Pen-y-Bryn?) was Dr Lloyd. ...see more
Hi hope someone can help, there is great debate going on in dunchurch at the moment. There is no record of when the church gates were put up and we need to find out because English Heritage are trying to stop them from being removed, but the church wants to replace them for security reasons. The oldest member of the congregation (92 years) cant remeber as she was away for most of the war. I have looked at ...see more
We have managed to capture some of the history of paglesham at www.familyunited.co.uk - takes of oysters and smuggling to enjoy together with lots of photos of the area from 18C onwards.
Well no personal memory for me - but my family go back to the mid to late 18C and was landlord of the punch bowl, and oyster dredgermen to the 1960s. We have a massive collection of photos from this area at www.familyunited.co.uk.
I was born in one of the cottages behind the coach in the photograph. Lots of good memories
i can remember menia cottage from a very early age.its not there anymore knocked down to make way for modern and bigger houses.to me that little tinned roof bungalow was heaven i lived there with mum and dad and my 5 brothers and 3 sisters until i was 23.now we have lost another brother (andy) i wish we could go back to how it was then,you could trust anybody leave doors and windows unlocked day ...see more
We moved to Southgate from Muswell Hill when I was 3. I remember going into Lees Stores (I think that was the name of the shop) in Chase Side where we needed ration books to buy sweets. I went to St Andrews primary school which was very old and rather frightening! For Junior school I went to Eversley Junior School and then to Oakwood Secondary Modern. My sister passed the 11 plus and ...see more
After walking the footpath from Rodden Farm we would end up on the main Frome /Warminster road, not far from the start of Friggle Street. This was our route to Longleat we often took on foot during our school holidays. We often used other modes of transport along Friggle Street,i.e our skateboards and bikes! It seemed a long old walk past some loverly dwellings, I always remember one house that flew ...see more
The entrance on the left is to Mortimer Station and the house (red brick) just right of centre is the Old Post Office. The white house just left of centre is Street House. The building to the right (and slightly closer to the foreground) is the old water pumping station.
My grandparents, John and Ginny Loftus, lived at Rumbyhill farm from the 1920's until they retired about 1950. This was the old Rumbyhill farm, subsequently the name was given to the farm across the road. My mother grew up at the farm and has many happy memories. Granddad used to give out oranges and apples to the children at Christmas. Rumbyhill was a proper little village in those days. Does anyone remember the Loftus ...see more
I am descended from Robert Lovegreen, a shoemaker in Framwellgate. The Lovegreen family, and subsequently the Loftus family (Martin Loftus having married Margaret Lovegreen) ran the rowing boat ferry across the river wear from Framwellgate to the Sands. This ferry ceased around the second world war. Is there anyone out there who remembers the families or the ferry? I have tried without ...see more
Where Broughty Castle guards the mouth of the River Tay In the tower we climbed up a weathered stone stairway To look far over the fair land of our fathers Later you took a photograph of me at a quay in the harbour Beguiling the twilight fell on Broughty Castle I wore a cardigan embroidered with the Flower of Scotland Proudly the purple thistles put themselves on display My photograph has been ...see more
I remember the Great Dane in the picture. My Grandma had a Yorkshire/Manchester Terrier cross, and the two animals looked so incongruous when they met. My aunt Doris Greenslade lived in a tiny cottage owned by Walter Little Senior situated 100 yards to the left of the post office in the picture.
My great auntie and uncle (The Ransbys) lived at the Bungalow in the Thoroughfare,can anyone remember them ? I'd be interested to know. Thankyou Rod
I do not know Westwood Park but am tracing my family tree - apparently my Great -grandparents lived there in 1940. They were Mr. & Mrs. Everett. Their daughter, Emma, married a Mr. Gately in 1931. My mother was born in 1940, named Alice Gately but sadly was given up for adoption. If anyone has any information about the family, present or past, I would be very grateful.
I really have little memory of life in Ceriog but would love to hear from anyonr who knw my parents who lived there in the early 1950's. Bertie and Phyllis Brown. I was born in 1950 and although I have as address I think it better not to add it here for fear on invading peoples privacy (same with the names I have. My mother was from Stoke on Trent, father a Southerner.
Attended St. Anslems R.C. School, Southall, which is situated next to the Manor House. Always remember the long walk to the school building. The little church attached to the school and having to go to church twice on Thursdays. I made my 1st communion there, my younger brothers were baptised there too.
In 1944 I was a 13 year old pupil at Morley Grammar School. One beautifully sunny Sunday evening I walked from my house at 16 Albion Street (now Morrison's carpark) and about 40 yards East of the Pentecostal Church of the Nazarene (since rebuilt). I climbed the old quarry tip at the junction with Corporation Street -now the site of the police station I believe. From this high viewpoint I looked out across Morley, ...see more
I lived in the high street from 1947 till about 1963 first at No37 then at No65
I was once at the children's home in Palmerston Road from about 1953 to 1957 when I went back to Stepney. I went to the school in Princes Road that backed on the Lord's Bushes. I remember impaling my foot with a garden fork at the school. Also at the bottem Queen's Road at the junction with Victoria Road there was a shop that had a train set in the window that if you put a penny in a slot set in the window frame it would do a few laps. Also used to go swiming in the river Roding.
Born in 1961 in Ormskirk Hospital to Richard & Eva Esp, i have lived in Skem for 21years before moving to Kitt Green Wigan after getting married. My memories of Skem is the schools i attended first Barns Road, then Brookfield County Primary and lastly Glenburn High, i left there in 1977. I try to visit Skem as often as i can but now living in Grantham Lincolnhsire i find it hard to get over. Both my ...see more
I went to school at st.Josephs Salesian school a mile outside Burwash from 1939-1946 I recall there were about 10 pubs in the village and I stayed one summer with the Davies family who lived just before the church in a smugglers house where we went to bed through a hole in the wall .I remember the Hollamby's,Miles'and the Woodalls who were day boys.we all had some exciting and sometimes harrowing times ...see more
My father was Rector here from 1947 - 1964
I spent many happy holidays in much dewchurch in the 1950's. we stayed with my great aunt, Winifried Bishop who ran not only The Black Swan pub but also Poole House as a guest house. My great grandparents Bill and Alice Jones owned Fairview. They and indeed my great aunt winifred are buried inSt David's churchyard. It is a beautiful village and although it has grown since the 50's it has ...see more
Thoughts of Inverness come flooding back when I remember my time off work at the Glen Affirc Hydro Electric Project in 1949-1950. My two friends from work Bill Collins and Andy Anderson and I would climb into my Morris 8 roadster and head for the 'big city' for a night out. We'd enjoy a lovely venison dinner and a few drinks at a good hotel. Then later on we'd go to the Caledonian Ballroom to their saturday night ...see more
I started school at High Legh school in 1949-teacher Miss James I think. I lived at Holly Cottage on the way to Arley. My dad worked at the water tower for the council, repairing water pipes. My mother worked for Stanley Morton & son the milk rounds people Anyone remember us.
I have been to visit the old school house in Maltby le Marsh which was a charity school, run by Cornelius Binks. He was my Great great great grandfather. I know somewhere out there there is a photograph of him with his wife and the children at the school, I would be very interested if anyone has a copy of this as I only have a photocopy kindly given to me by the present owner.
I spent my childhood years in Middletown, going to Middletown school. I remember walking down to the shop which I know as a dog parlour. Used to walk up Middletown hill. My grandfather was the local doctor, used to live in the area of Plas y Court. Next year I'm getting married at Middletown church. I have fond memories of Middletown as a whole.
I remember Temple school. The Knights Templar play. Christmas plays. The youth club on Friday evenings. Friday I'm in love. I was. The glen. Scottish country dancing. The human skull in Anna's cellar. Diving off the waterfall. Baking and Christmas parties at the Dunlop's. The quilt. The Fete and fancy dress. Exploring in the woods. Getting lost in the woods. The conker tree. Bonfires on ...see more
Great Witley school is where it all began,we lived at Ockeridge some 5 miles from Great Witley,but soon after my parents moved to the Engine House,situated down witley court drive, and opposite the Hundred pool. So i left for school that day from Ockeridge and walked to my new home after school,it was a lovely summers day and i was filled with excitement at the new and adventurous time ahead. I was not ...see more
I was born in Lancaster Street, Six Bells in my Grans front room. My Mum and Dad lived with my Gran and when I was born I shared the house as well. The back yard had a steep slope and backed onto the "mountains". The kitchen was small and warm and lit by gas lamps, it was where my Granfer used to have his bath when he finished his shift in the coal mine at the end of the street. I went to the local nursery ...see more
my mother who is now 76 years of age,was talking with my son who is doing a world war 2 project at school.Only last night she was telling him,that in 1939 october,she aged 8 and a half and her then baby brother aged just 10 months along with their mother were evecuated to stradey castle from vauxhall,sw london. They stayed for 10 weeks,and my mother said how the statues in the long hall scared the life out of ...see more
I lived at Easthill estate halfway up Styles hill. I have countless childhood memories of exploring the parish of "Rodden". The farm and church was a playground for me as achild.If i remember correctly a Mr Patterson lived in the farm, he would let us camp in the field next to the weir in our summer holidays. He would also let us use his boat, it was yellow i think... We would ...see more
I lived, with my parents and brother and sister, in the 'School House' from 1956-1963. My mother [Mrs Maud Slater] was one of the teachers and taught in the school until her retirement in 1978. The school and house were demolished in 1963/4 when a new school was built. Although for much of my life in PC I was at boarding school /the army I have wonderful memories of my boyhood in the fields ...see more
I worked at the Pier Hotel in the summer of 1960. It was my first job. I was a commis waiter ..didn't really like it at all...but I was billeted out at a nearby village. I had my first drunk drinking scrumpy mixed with cheap red wine with Italian waiters from the hotel in the pub in Seaview..an experience which brought me great suffering and required my taking the next day off work in order that I would not die ! I ...see more
I never got down Powys Street that often but loved to spend ages in 'Woolies' or the F.W. Woolworth Co. shop where they had row upon row of bunks full of all this marvelous stuff !!
Woolwich Market ..what a hoot ! I can hear the stallkeeper at the far left there now back in 1959... 'ere y'are luv..step right up...step right up..see these 'ere brand new silk bloomers ...never seen dayloit, never seen moonloit and never seen Aunt Fanny by gasloit 'aven't these 'ere bloomers...wot'lyer give me then...three pairs a shilling then...come on nah.... I lived on Mill Lane up by the barracks...used to love wandering around the market on a Saturday, I did.
When you grow up in an ancient city such as Hereford and have really no other frame of reference you don't fully grasp the enormity of the depth of history that buildings such as Hereford Cathedral embodied. The Romans built this city !!! The Romans !! To European kids this 2000 year old history is everyday to them. I think you have to get away from it to be able to take it all in and my 40+ years in ...see more
I don't know if they still do it but in the mid 1950's filled the entire Broad Street/High Street and surrounding streets were transformed into one gigantic bright, noisy, whirling, smelly and absolutely thrilling funfair!! Merry-go-rounds and all manner of great carny rides, loaded with screaming kids and flashing hundreds of blinking lights,wind up horse racing, coconut shies and ring tosses, roll the penny, try ...see more
When I first returned to Hereford from Canada in 1979, after a 20 year absence, I was shocked to see the new modern designed Greyfriars Bridge crossing the river not far from the almost 2000 year old Roman Bridge. On the left bank and back behind the photographer's position was the boat house where I used to, briefly, cox my Hereford High School house's rowing 'eight' . I didn't last that long because I almost ...see more
Around 1957 I was walking around High Street, enjoying a meander from my route home to Bradbury Lines when I saw the wife of an officer from the Army Camp, Lt Richard Vincent, in great distress with some policemen outside the grocery shop...I believe it was a Sainsbury's on the near left hand side. She had left her small baby in the pram outside the shop while she went inside to shop .. in ...see more
In about 1957-8 our history teacher at Hereford High School arranged for those that were interested to make a 'dig' in the yard besides the library ( on the left with the arches). We dug down at least 6 feet or more finding Victorian stuff and other older stuff as we went down and finally I found a Roman pot which I managed to break while getting it out of the packed earth. We had been given absolutely no instructions ...see more
I had to pass through here every day on my way to and from Hereford High School. This photo is so familiar it isn't funny !! I lived in the army camp officer's quarter's at Bradbury Lines where my stepfather was stationed. I had to make the walk no matter what the weather..sometimes getting home completely frozen or soaked !
We moved into the flat above Snodland station on 9th January 1960 (my 8th birthday) and the extreme left upstairs window was the view from our lounge (or, rather - sitting room). I attended Brook Street CoE Primary school from then until 1963, when I moved to the "top school", known then as Snodland County Secondary School. The name change to Holmesdale was fairly soon after that as I recollect. The lamps ...see more
This is where my great-grandparents Thomas Hugh Roberts and Annie Corcoran married in 1903. I have their marriage certificate which has a drawing of the church on the top.
He was sadly killed in an accident at Waterloo Goods Station in 1912.
There used to be a cross in the pavement outside HMV commemorating the church. I hope it's put back when the refurbishment of the building is finished.
Erm, this is not a picture of the White hart. It is a picture of Rayne Road, from the junction with Panfield Lane, looking out of town, in the direction of Rayne!!
Bob and I have spent many a holiday in Cornwall, but nothing match the way we felt when we discovered the magic of Porth. It happened just under the bridge, which I now call our rock. We have spent many hour waiting for the waters to meet from the arrival of the surf up the beach and through the cove from Dollar Rock In fact this is were I Yvonne fell in love with Bob. We have just on New Years Eve 2007 celebrated ...see more
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My Great Grandfather, George Collyer, farmed at Bariff's Farm, Mountnessing in the 1870's and early 1880's. He farmed 40 acres with his son Richard and a boy. Does anyone know the location of Bariff's Farm?
I remember so many of these shops. Bosworths was - I think - a dress shop managed by relatives of my good friend John Walker. A few doors down near the corner was the Victory pub and around the corner a bike shop where I got my punctures repaired for three shillings! This happened frequently as I rode my bike for six miles every day to and from Pinner Grammar School from my home in Hatch End. Further up the ...see more
I might well be one of the kids in this picture! - In the early sixties we used to go there every day, dawn to dusk in the summer - Two sessions a day as I recall at thruppence a pop! - I am sure my mother thought it money well spent. Had my 'first kiss' in one of the buildings to the left of the pick - Jackie Aplin, where are you now?? - haha
I worked at The Serg in 1970-72, had a lot of great times there - The landlord was Len Henshaw who could enjoy a large gin for breakfast. Many really colourful regulars at that time
In about 1961 my father became the manager of Blackbushe Airport. As a result my mother, brother (16) and I (9) moved from our comfortable town house in Cheltenham to a large mobile home attached to, what was then, the middle of the long terminal building. We weathered high winds, blizzards, beating heat, pounding demolition, aircraft running up within inches of the front window, eccentrics using our ...see more
I moved to Great Witley in 1954 with my family, we lived at the Engine House, which used to pump the water for Witley Court. I attended Witley school from 1954 to 1960, the headmaster was Mr Wyton, a memorable time for me, living on the farm enjoying the freedom that modern society cannot provide. The winter of 1963 was a long one, and now at the age of 14 I enjoyed sledging and snowball fights with my two ...see more
I'm doing some research into my Family History and am trying to trace the place my Grandfather was born in 1892. His Name was William Thomas (Willie Tom) Born in June 1892 to Evan Evans & Mary Evans formerly Jones. He was Born at Penybont, Brynamman, Quarter Bach. When I last visited the area no one could tell me wher Penybont or Quarter Bach would be. If anyone can enlighten me please e mail me at ...see more
Wow.. seeing this awesome photograph transports me back in time because in this year I would have been taking this very ferry over from the Southsea side after taking the trolley bus and regular bus from the North End in Portsmouth to make the long trip to Hayling. Some of our group would drive with Aunty Linda in her old Austin (with the canvas, fold down roof) around to Hayling by road , carrying all ...see more
This is about the place on the pebbled Southsea Beach where our family always established their bit of 'turf'. There was a whole ritual to it ...setting up the blanket so it wouldn't get blown out to sea..the baskets of delicious ham sandwiches and the bottles of home made ginger ale ! My step parents always had The Times or a Penguin book at hand whilst my step grandfather, Pop, smoked his pipe and Mum, knitted. ...see more
The only school in Haverhill was The Cangle. The new secondary modern, now known as Castle Manor, had not yet been finished. We arrived at school very bewildered being the first of the Londoners and feeling like aliens. I made a new friend in the short while I had been in Haverhill. His name was Michael Geagon, I didn't know at the time but his family was Irish, not that that meant anything. I was shown to my ...see more
As a young lad I had great eyesight for long distances. As we sat on the pebbled beach at Southsea it was always me that first spotted a slight bump in the horizon as the then huge incoming ocean liners, The Queen Mary, The Queen Elizabeth, The Mauretaina and many more coming home from New York down the Solent towards Southampton. I enjoyed being scoffed at for a good half an hour ...see more
I've only been onboard the Victory once. It was enough to profoundly strike my imagination. I stood where Nelson fell ! It brings tears to my eyes to think of it now as I write. She is an incredible vessel. You can almost hear the cries and commands shouted out during naval battle. And what a genius Nelson was. To break conventional naval tactics and completely fool the Spanish Armada by a frontal attack compared ...see more
