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I have lived in Weymouth since 1947 when I was 2 years old. In July 1955 one of my brothers was born. This was about a week after a massive thunder storm causing a flood. The water at Westham bridge was a foot deep. It's good to to look at these photographs to see how things have changed.
My name is Paul.D.Dean. I am the little boy in the photograph. I was eight years old at the time. The year was 1953, Coronation year. It was a hot day in the school summer holidays. My house can be seen in the background to the left of the School.
My mother had sent me to take down passing car numbers to keep me occupied and out of her way while she did her housework. No sense of danger in 1953. Little car traffic ...see more
I would have been aged seven years when I first remember walking with my family from Croxley over the golf-links and Grand Union into Cassiobury Park. The park was so beautiful with flower beds and a paddling pool and further along was a bandstand, people out for a walk were dressed finely and all was peaceful. At the exit from the park was the wonderful stone gatehouse with iron gates that ...see more
School days were OK but on Saturday morning the walk/run from Croxley Green down into Ricky was always an adventure. We would go down Scots Hill or down the track opposite the church at the bottom of the Green and come out by the cinema we called the flea pit. Then a short walk into the town. Normally what seemed like hundreds of children would be gathered at the rear of the Odeon waiting ...see more
I used to walk or ride my bike past the Artichoke public house almost daily while running errands from the small group of shops opposite the church. There used to be a small cycle shop, news agent, grocers shop, and a garage, with the Sportsman public house at the north end of the group. In the warmer months the publican of the Artichoke would put out his cockatoo parrot by the front door. It would ...see more
An amazing photo for me as it shows the house in Bow Street where my mother lived with her parents. In 1929, she was 12 years-old. What a feeling to think my grandparents would have heard the plane passing overhead as it took the photo.They were Robert and Martha McKibben and their daughter, my mother was Nan (Anne).
robert walker - toronto, canada
This house was where my grandma grew up, and her father before her. Her father was a gardener and her mother was a seamstress, she grew up to be a nurse. She currently lives in Bromley and is now 72 and has been married for over 50 years. She used to tell us tales of how the cottage regularly flooded and they had to move upstairs.The cottage was damp and cold and had no electricity in the ...see more
I AGREE WITH THE OTHER PERSON WHO POSTED THEIR MEMORY,I HAVE BEEN GOING IN THIS PUB SINCE I WAS A BABY AND LIVED IN LITTLE BADOW. I HAVE BEEN LIVING IN SPAIN FOR 20 YEARS AND ALWAYS WENT TO VISIT THE PUB WHILST HERE ON HOLIDAY,NOW I LIVE IN MALDON AND I STILL USED THE PUB AND CONSIDERED IT MY LOCAL. WITH SUCH A FRIENDLY ATMOSPHERE AND LOVELY SURROUNDINGS AND REALLY GOOD TASTING BEER,MEETING PEOPLE I ...see more
The tree still remains in place but the fountain and war memorial have been relocated. The memorial is just around to the left, out of sight in this image. The fountain is in the distance beyond that church spire. The spire is all that remains of the original St Mark's Church, the rest demolished to make way for Royal & Sun Alliance.
The photo shows the bottom of Highwalls Avenue, I lived half way up round the corner. It was a steep climb when i was litlle but got easier as I grew. I was born in this road and had such a happy time.
This photo brought back so many memories my Dad, Ralph Catchpole, bought the the Mount Stores in 1952 he owned and ran the shop until about 1965. I have so many memories of my life in Dinas Powis, my Dad's Morris Minor is even shown in the photo parked outside the shop. We lived in High Walls Avenue which is shown in one of the other photos in the collection. We returned to the village a couple of years ...see more
We had many summer holidays in this lovely village. My aunt and Uncle had moved here from Danehill, and lived firstly in the Reading Room. Jimmy Edwards lived in the village and he often opened the gymkanas in the summer. My brothers used to stay with the Auntie and Uncle, while I stayed one year with the Griffiths. Who owned the Farm machinery place at the fork in the road just on the edge of the ...see more
My Mother had come from London to visit her brother (Jack Hames) who was working at Danehill Lodge, the name 'Pepper' were the people living there at the time. A lovely wooden gate was the entrance to the garden and house. I remember a large kitchen with a billard room somewhere near. They had a friend who had the nickname of 'Blackie', tall blond man, very happy memories of these visits. Does anyone know of the ...see more
From the concrete slab bridge by the watercress beds to the park near Scots Hill we would wade in the river with bare feet, I was only nine years old then.
The river bed was a fine golden grit that was easy to walk on. The water was always clean and clear with minnows and bullheads in abundance. We frequently saw Kingfishers darting into the water for the minnows. The water weed waved in long flowering ...see more
Woolston seems to have played quite a big part in the history of our family, so it's appropriate I guess that as an adult I have ended up living here with my Husband!! It started as far back as my great great great grandfather Boxall, my nan's granddad, who was Chief Fire Officer for Woolston for many years, he was based in what is now the 'Old Fire Station' Doctor's surgery in Portsmouth Road, we have ...see more
It was 1970 before I found myself working in this enclosure with 'Fatso' the male lion and his mate, whose name I, unfortunately, cannot remember. I began working at Dudley zoo in 1970 as the Giraffe Keeper and was moved to the 'Cat Round' some three months later. I was responsible for the care of the lion and tiger enclosures, which were large pits as illustrated, a by-product of the open cast mining that had taken ...see more
I am an American who went to school in Chester in 1966/67. Rather, should I say, I was registered for school at Chester College. However, I can't say I was actually in the building very often. There just always seemed to be somewhere else to go, and something more interesting to see instead.
I arrived in Chester just as the hippies were raising their flowered heads back here in the beach areas of southern California ...see more
Hi I am from New Zealand and from information I have my ancestors came from Semer the male name is johnson and the Female maiden name was Cuthbert, the only info I have indicates that they lived there in the mid 1700's i would be plesed to know any information about the town etc or if any Johnsons or Cuthberts still live there thank you Don Johnson
The 1947 council house development that was built on the north side of Baldwins Lane, west of Manor Way became my home area after moving from Rochester Way in 1948.
I loved the beautiful tall Elm trees that lined Baldwins lane and dotted the edge of the Green. I think the tree in the photo was at the junction with New Road and the Green, almost opposite the Artichoke pub. The tree stood well into the 1950s.
So many happy days with my & other families waiting for Chritmas to arrive as a child in the 1970s. Jean Coleman managing the Hotel, with her husband as head Chef.
I shall never forget the sound of all the proud father's (including my own) singing carols on Christmas morning before breakfast. Mums keeping their excited children in check. Waiting for Father Christmas to come down in the lift (!) after lunch. Panto ...see more
WHO KNOWS ANYTHING ABOUT A BOMB DROPPED FROM AN UNKNOWN AIRCRAFT AND WAS FOUND BURIED IN A HEDGE ADJACENT TO THE PARK HEAD PUB----.IF IT HAD EXPLODED __NO PUB__.
Does anyone remember the catching of a 26lb salmon by les walker in the rock dub one sunday morning.Taking from 9 30 until 12 30 to get out in the waddle hole . RIVER EHEN. THORNHILL CUMBRIA .
I met my husband, who was my first boyfriend, at Walsall and Staffs Technical College in 1970, we would often go into the George for a drink at lunchtimes. It holds special memories for us both, still together after 33 years of marriage, and we were horrified when they pulled it down.
I was living in Sparnham House in 1960, but don't recall the umber mine you mention, though my father (Brian Baker) did say there had been one, once. Outside Sparnham there used to be a tap which was supplied by a natural spring and during the long winter of 1963 it was, at times, the only piece of plumbing that wasn't frozen. There was a tunnel under the garden which I was never allowed to explore; I ...see more
My Great Grandfather, Samuel King, ran a boot and shoe business (as a Cordwainer) from this address in the 19th century. His family home is listed in the 1881 census as The Old House, Market Place, Berkeley. His father, John King, (Dob 25.5.1765) was also a Cordwainer in Berkeley in the 18th century. The King family were residents of Berkeley for many years, John King of Ham (Dob 23.9. 1730) is shown in my ...see more
This vessel was built by Messrs Craggs of Middlesbrough - launched 13th July 1895. 185 ft long - Gross tonnage 386 tons with full electric lighting. She ran a regular service across the Channel calling at Guernsey, Jersey and St Brieuc and was a well know tourist vessel in and around the Devon and Cornwall coast. The company traded and ran the ship from Sutton Pool Plymouth. The Channel Queen was chartered by local ...see more
My name was Evelyn Smith "Eve". I was evacuated to my uncle and aunt's home during the war. My uncle was Sidney Smith - he was station master. We lived at 3 Coombe Lea.
Miss Richardson was our school teacher - a really beautiful lady and an excellent teacher. My best friend was Nancy Leach - she lived in Dawes Cottage. I remember the gypsies who came through the village - the eldest girl was named Caroline. ...see more
Did you see the chronicle a few weeks ago.? ITS NOW BEEN 3 MONTHS Everyone has got to stand up and do something about it i believe there is a petion which you can sign in woodham walter shop.Everyone must sign it if they want The Bell to have a future! Its such a nice pub why shoud it be turned into a house just because the owner wants to make some money! ( so far the planning permission has been rejected lucky enough)
My peramts use to own the offices hear around the 1970s 80s?
These two ponies belonged to Dorking Riding School and they were popular characters with gentle dispositions. They retired in 1963 to good homes. Pepsi-Cola is in the foreground. I was a groom at the stables and regularly rode them around the area.
Does anybody remember the coffee bars of Chingford. There was one at the bottom of Chingford Mount, it had the pyrex coffee cups, a juke box (6d a play if I remember correctly.) We all used to hang out there on Sundays and some evenings trying to make a coffee last for hours and hoping that somebody would put your favourite on the juke box - the Everly Brothers or Elvis - so many great records. They were really 'happy days'.
I'm going back a long way and my memory is dim as I would be only five years old, but I THINK this could have been Selsdon Primary School at one time. Does anyone know? Susan Reid-Povall
My origins are the Thorne Suttons and I have been creating a family tree but am now stuck at Elizabeth Raper(c1765) who married William Fenwick(c1765). My tree comprises 340 individuals most of whom are from Thorne. Are there any family trees containing the Raper family that I could view. My grandfather was George Ernest Sutton(1876), son of Hugh Sutton(1837) and Sarah Whitaker. William Sutton(1762) and Mary ...see more
My brother and I think this maybe a photo of our Grandfather and our Great Uncle followed by our Grandmother and our Great Aunts (the two gentlemen with dark jackets and light trousers, one carrying a stick or brolly).
As a young schoolboy in Southbourne from 1954 to 1956 I loved to walk to and fro in Fisherman's Walk. There were red squirrels which were fairly tame and would take food from my hand if there were not too many people about. This was only a mile from my home in Petersfield Road and even nearer to Southbourne Junior School. This became a regular highlight to show our family visitors. Sadly red ...see more
My great uncle:Stephen Sissen, was policeman to Ludham from 1922 to 1936 Whilst serving in Ludham he received numerous commendations for his work and the Kings Silver Jubilee medal was awarded to him on 10th May 1935
During the school holidays the canal and it's towpath became a playground for many of the village children. Several of us caught the fishing bug and used the canal many times throughout the holiday. We always looked out for a barge called the Mendip. The bargee was a gentleman called Charlie Atkins. His route was from the Cadbury factory at Knighton to Bournville in Birmingham. This was the origin of his nickname ...see more
I lived and went school in Wheaton Aston, and once a year the village carnival was held. It had several floats that were themed and there was a MAYPOLE dance on the village green. It was also the home of the village bus stop. The building on the right of the picture was the primitive methodist chapel, (The PRIMS) I was a member for some years.
This 1955 view of Pinner High Street brings back my memories of haircuts after school. About half way "up" the High Street on the right is a gents' barbers. During my schooldays at Pinner Grammar School from 1956 to 1963 I would stop at the barbers' shop every two weeks (!) on my way home. If I cycled furiously I could get to Pinner before the 209 bus and therefore beat the queue. If my distant ...see more
THIS IS MY GRANDA'S PARK WE HAVE AWE OOR MEMORIES HERE OF HIM ON HIS BENCH, WINTER, RAIN OR SHINE YOU'D SEE MA GRANDA SITTING WAE HIS WEE RADIO+WEE CUP 2 KEEP HIM WARM !!! I REMEMBER HOW EASILY THE SQUIRRELS TOOK TO HIM - THEY CAME RIGHT UP TO HIM +WEE ROBINS +EVERYDAY, FAITHFULLY, HE WOULD HAVE THEIR FOOD OR SEND US FOR MORE. THIS IS JUST MY MEMORY OF MY GRANDA'S PARK. A LOVED GOING UP THE HAUGH JUST TAY SEE DAVY ...see more
In the early 1940s I went to Manor House School. It was run by Dr and Mrs Wallace, and occupied the former Rectory in South Street (the site is now covered by a housing estate and the motorway to Portsmouth). Some of the names I remember at school were Sam Butt, Ray Tribe, Dinkie Bartholamew, Lewis Strong, R? Conyers (all more senior to me), Thelma Bugg, Jennifer England, John and Stuart Shoesmith, the ...see more
I attended Kingsdale school and lived on kingswood estate, I remember doing the cross country at school through the toll gate and my dad used to be a taxi driver and there used to be a man standing there as you had to pay to go through.also remember cutting through St stephens church just up from the photo and going into low cross woods with the dogs. Great memories. 1970 to 1986
The vicar for many years was the Rev Jack Thickett. As well as his cleric duties he was a part-time farmer, he had a field in Sipton where he kept pigs and as two of his sons had a butchers shop in Peasenhall, he kept them supplied with meat. In fact they still have the shop today (2006). I lived in Church Road for many years and I can still remember waking one morning to find a flock of sheep grazing in the churchyard at ...see more
I used to have my horse Shogun there and its a real part of Lympne and the castle!
I used to work at Burnside high class stationers which was opposite where this photo was taken. Opposite Burnsides was the National Provisional Bank where there was a suspected bank raid - all the detectives were dressed as window cleaners and odd job men. At the time I was dressing one of the front windows when a detective came up to me and told me to keep quiet and he would help me with the window, which he did, but at the ...see more
I have my own website of old photos of Saltash Passage at http://freespace.virgin.net/derek.tait/passage.htm which I hope will bring back memories.I'm compiling a book about Saltash Passage and I'm searching for any old photos and I wondered if anyone here could help me either with pictures or memories of the area. Thanks for any help that you can give me. Best wishes, Derek Tait. derek.tait@virgin.net
This town is where my ancestors started to spread far and wide, beginning in 18th century or thereabouts. Some distant cousins still live there, I'm sure.
My grandfather, Isaac Smith, had a hardware and bicycle shop on these premises, known universally as the 'Tudor Cottages', from some time towards the close of WW1 to the late 1930s. The premises were owned by Rylands Bros, the nearby wire works, at which Ike (also Ikey) had worked at one time (I infer from census records), and at which his oldest son Arthur later worked until 1955. He set up ...see more
I remember my Grandma telling me that our ancestors used to make garments for the salmon fishers of the Dee. My Grandfather was born at no 11 Handbridge in 187? and he and his sons and grandsons were and are Freemen of the City of Chester and belong to the Merchant Taylors' Guild. I believe that it is now possible for female children to become Freewomen
I think this photograph no. C82013, is of Bridge Street, not Eastgate Street and is taken from the southern end of Bridge Street towards St Peter's Church? The church appears to be the same as photo no 28876 of Bridge Street 1891, and also taken from the same position.
Thank you for this - it prompted us to do a check, however our Archivist has double checked and it is actually Eastgate Street, so we have not changed our title on this occasion.
The gap between Woolworth's and the next building was known as Pitts Place where Bert Mellor (my grandfather) ran a garage workshop where he maintained the vans for Devilles, the butchers, and the Uttoxeter racecource ambulance, which was an old WWII canvas sided vehicle.
I worked at Evans Concrete Products employed as factory maintenance fitter; my job was to keep the factory machinery in good condition and attend to other projects in the making. The people I worked with were Jack Travis, fitting shop manager, Bill and Ron Hardwick and Ernest Finny, the best engineeers you could find, who taught me well - those were the days!
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My family (The Watsons) owned the bakery which was a substantial building in the village centre. It housed the bakery itself (my Uncle Dick Watson was the baker in those days). It was also a hotel with six bedrooms, plus it had a shop on the front corner, shown in the above photo.
I was 12 years of age at the time and used to visit my Grandad Watson in the long, triangulated room above the shop. He was well ...see more
This was the Hounslow cottage hospital on the Staines Road, Hounslow at the top of Hibernia Road. It was demolished in about 1985-1990 after being left empty for a number of years. On the site today stands a Halfords car spares (2006).
The only time I ever went inside the hospital was to visit a friend who had just had a boil on his backside lanced!
To a man in a million - Grandpa you're just simply the best. We love you millions Angela, Paul and Courtney. and all your family - you have too many to write them all here I love you Grandpa - Angela xxx
We lived in Derrinton Road, it was a very long road. I remember the sweetshop that we called 'the old girls'. She had a window full of toys that we used to spend ages looking at. Even at the age of 5 and 6 we had so much freedom, we went everywhere on our own; to friends houses, the shops. My friend and I put on our mum's shoes on one day and just went off for hours, walking around the shops. My mum worked in a greengrocers ...see more
John's Cafe - 10p for a single ciggy and space invader games, the snooker hall, old man's park. - Julie Tovey - Cutlers used to live in Syndicate Terrace.
I was born in England and lived at 399 Wightman Road for seven years of my life from 1961 t0 1968. My parents were poor immigrants from Jamaica, W.I. Our family consisted of myself, my sister, my brother and my parents. I remember our apartment building had two storeys. We lived in the flat above an older couple named the "Grandons". Across the street to the left was a meat store and further down the street to the right ...see more
I lived on the Roundshaw estate through the 70's and have great memories of playing runouts. I knew every nook and cranny of that estate. I had many friends that lived on nearly every close. I lived in Wallington for nearly 20 years. I loved going to Croydon shopping with my friends on a Saturday and walking across the fields at the back of the estate to the open air swimming pool, many a happy time there. It has ...see more
I visited Liverpool for the Liverpool v Portsmouth game and did some sightseeing. I noticed the Georges Dock Ventilation Tower. Not knowing what the tower was I later tried to identify the tower on Google. I came accross your aerial photo and noticed it was behind the Port of Liverpool Building. I typed in the words "behind port of liverpool building" and success! I got the answer. It was the Georges Dock Ventilation ...see more
My gran bought 3 caravans in 1957 which were on the caravan site at Lower Largo. My parents, brother, me, my aunt, my uncle and their 2 children all spent all our holidays there - summer, easter, bank hols, etc. Us children practically spent our whole summer there. When I started work in 1960, my mum and brother still stayed at Largo during the 5/6 weeks of the summer hols, and the working adults (me, dad, ...see more
Glad someone remembers the Majestic Cinema at Fair Green. We lived in Norbury, just over the border in Croydon, but my Dad was a Cinema Manager with the ABC chain, and regularly did relief stints at the Majestic when the regular Manager was away. The cinema had a Hammond organ, and Dad remembers allowing the late Roy Budd, then a teenager, to practice on it regular - Roy later became a successful jazz musician and ...see more
I lived in Croydon until 1969 (the year I got married and moved away). My Dad - Len Marsh - was a Cinema Manager with the ABC chain, and we lived very near the Rex Cinema, Norbury, closed in 1962. Dad was based there for a time, but acted as Relief Manager all over the South London area : cinemas he managed at various times included the Regal, Purley, Mayfair, Tooting, Ritz, Balham, Majestic, Mitcham and the Regal, ...see more
Eastenders without gardens used to flock to Chingford Plains on a Bank Holiday to enjoy the grass and forest. Crowded buses used to terminate at the Royal Forest Hotel and then park in the front of the hotel ready for departure.
Later in the day, 5pm onwards, queues of people used to stretch back into the forest opposite the Royal Forest Hotel standing behind temporary bus stops ready to catch their bus home. The ...see more
I can remember visiting this nursery on east hill. It belonged to my grandfather and I spent many happy days going around the plants with him, I remember him growing yellow tomatoes. His two elderly sisters lived in the cottage. Can anyone else remember this nursery it was demolished in the 60's and was made a car park.
My memories of the old Dewsbury swimming baths (at the back of the police station) feels like memories from an earlier era older than myself. I used to visit the baths with my school once a wk for swimming lessons/excerise. I was always fisinated with the internal structure/decor and thinking back to the rows of changing rooms either side of the pool, with their swinging three quarter doors makes me shiver.
What trust ...see more
Cove was a special place, a place where I was born, at 11 Sydney Smith Close...now stands Beverly Crec....
My grandad Matthew Smith lived at 39 Holly Rd, and worked on the railway as a plate layer. Growing up we lived in Hazel Avenue, and I spent all of my childhood on Eelmoor Farm, with Uncle Eddy Arrow. It was a great time for me, he was the local woodman and also kept pigs, we used to do a swill round in RAF ...see more
Old Redding is a hilly rural lane connecting Hatch End with Harrow Weald. It is notorious for its connection with The Grimsdyke Hotel where Gilbert of Gilbert and Sullivan fame met his death in a drowning tragedy.
It is also famous for its reputation among local young people who congregate in the car park for different purposes by day and night. On a clear day you can look south all the way as ...see more
I remember well living with my nanny in Neames Forstell, she was Rose Beake, a formidable lady, but oh how I loved her. I remember going to Selling school, and if it rained or snowed being brought home in the police car by Sargeant Onions. I remember going to play "up round the ring", going to find uncle Harold and aunty Edie, oh so many memories. I was happiest staying with nanny, going to play in the garden of the ...see more
The deck of this bridge was removed in 1966/7 and only the piers remain. There is an inscription on the Eastern face of the piers, in english and some other language (maybe greek) (I have a photo).
The photograph shows one of the Clutha River Buses, which operated from 1884 to 1903, coming into Jamaica Street pier, The Cluthas eventually became uneconomic when the Electric Trams were introduced and the Underground Railway was opened. The history of the Cluthas has largely been forgotten.
Remember when I went for a walk with Nana and lost my ball off the edge.
I was moved to Wickford with my family in December 1963, a hard winter, removal van had trouble getting up the unmade road. Coming from London, it was a bit of a sleepy village for me and especially for my teenage siblings. Had to wait for 2 weeks to be able to buy a number one record, from Eagans the music store. The chickens and sheep being sold in the market place located where the car park is now beside the community ...see more
The little house next to Mary Newman`s Cottage is where I live now...but I first walked past it with my mother at about the time this photo was taken. We got off the steam train at the station just up the hill, to walk to the waterside.
I also remember the house about 8 years later as a young teenager with our gang from Plymouth...over to scrump the apples and pears which were once grown on Old Ferry Road. It was ...see more
My dad had a barber shop near there if I remember correctly.
I spent many holidays in Bridlington as a child, my aunt and uncle lived here in a prefab near the Priory Church so each summer this is where we came. I have fond memories of the Yorkshire Belle, it seemed much bigger somehow then but perhaps it was me who was much smaller! I have now retired to Bridlington and the Yorkshire Belle still does it's sailings to Flamboro Head and back.
My nanna and grandad Noden lived at Island Cottage. Grandad was a bridgekeeper along with Jack Powell and Syd Bebbington at Acton swing bridge from 1945-1960. There was an enormous flood in 1946 when my grandparents were the first to be rescued. The water rose over 12and a half feet. A Bulldog Drummond film had its location at Acton Bridge when his car was supposed to go into the river and he had to be rescued. ...see more
This is a photograph of the house where I was born. My parents bought the house in Long Street, Tetbury when they got married in 1937, I was born in 1939 and my brother followed five years later.
This house is very old and very beautiful and fifty three years later I still miss it. The empty road on the photograph speaks volumes, because now it has disappeared under constant streams of HGV lorries, cars, white vans and ...see more
In fact these are not Lotmore Cottages, which were along the road that leads to the River Wylye, immediately left in the photograph past the front of the Royal Oak pub on the left, about 50 metres down on the right. I know this because I lived in Lotmore as a small boy, in the first of two semi detached cottages. There was a hilly field opposite that led up towards Grovely Wood. Chipperfield's Circus ...see more
We built our 60ft catamaran at the farm at the bottom of this lane. I met my husband in the Schooner Hotel on the 13th November 1970. I was attending Alnwick College and we lived in Nether Grange as opposed to the castle. Wonderful village, friendly people.
There were a few sizeable department stores in Bromley, including Harrison Gibson and Wolf and Hollander (whose flag you can see waving on the left). I am pretty sure it was Wolf and Hollander that suffered an extraordinary fire in the early 1960's - the smoke was visible for miles around. I was in the crowd watching it from the street itself - a significant operation with many firemen struggling to control the blaze, which lasted for hours.
