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My Grandad Ken Williams lived in Grove Road, he was a Tube train driver and his best friend was Jack Minty. When I was very small he was married to my Grandma Dorothy Williams who worked at the baths and taught a lot of kids to swim but later he was married to Jean. Next door was Colin and Tracy, she and I would walk to the cinema down the High Street to see a film which in those days was always ...see more
Hi Mike I wonder when you worked for Sainsbury. My Mum 'Ellen' or you may have known her as Helen worked there on the butter pats. It would have been in the late 50's
I was quite young in 1962 but it was then that my parents purchased the leasehold on the Regent Café in New Street. We moved in at the start of the big freeze of that winter. The café was a meeting point for the then local teenagers and motorcyclists, it was a very lively place with some great characters. We found a host of things such as rooms walled up and a cellar that was not on ...see more
This is Corby Town Centre as I will always remember it. Long before the pedestrianization of Corporation Street, and long before a new building on Market Square obliterated the social heartland of the town! This was a town centre that was alive, moving, vibrant. As I look at this picture, there are many memories that come flooding back. In 1960 I was barely two years old, so I don't recall much from this year, ...see more
Marden Park was the furthest extent of our cross-country run from Caterham School (Wapses Lodge) in 1951. We would leave the school, cross the Caterham by-pass, run on a bridle path between fields (which I believe, in 1944, were used as a huge parking area for military materiel in the build-up to D-Day), down on to the Woldingham Road, under the viaduct and onto Marden Park Road. We would then run as far as (what was in ...see more
I moved to 4a Crawford place in 1951 aged 5 Townhill was my first school and remember headmistress as Johnstone ? headmaster was Mr Wilson and lived in school grounds. We went to the old church hall for our school meals. The Sutherlands and Coventrys lived next door with Skinners across the road.Had great memories playing up the woods and in the park and the "Ashy bing" next to the park we also ventured to the Loch ...see more
Greetings from Canada! O how this picture brings back memories. I was raised on nearby Argyll Street in the late 50's and 60's, and the area shown in this picture encompasses virtually all of my childhood... But also within this picture is the location of an incident that nearly ended my very young life in or around 1961-1962. As a young boy, my parents drummed into me the need for road safety, and I was an ...see more
I used to drink in here during the mid 1960s. I am looking for an african man I met all those years ago. I can't remember his name but he came from Nigeria. Its Pamela Fletcher..get in touch.
After my grandfather's death the family home at Bishop's Castle was sold and his daughter, my aunt Daisy Probert moved to a rented top floor flat in Cound Hall. At that time the Hall was home to a rich selection of characters living in what my late father called 'genteel poverty' (!). My older brother and I spent several happy school holidays staying there: at that time the lake still had water, and was a beautiful feature of ...see more
I was born in 1950 above my father's butchers shop Laughtons in Green St. Behind the shop they made leather from cows hide I can still smell it not pleasant haha. Beside the butchers shop there was Dots Cafe a big jolly kindly lady, who came to my aid when I knocked myself unconscious after falling off the horse field wall and knocking myself unconscious. Then there was the green grocers who I used ...see more
My grandfather, Thomas John Powell, was sent to Aylesbury from South Eales to work at the end of the war until 1950. I would be interested to know what sort of work he might have done in Aylesbury and whether anyone has any recollections of him.
my mum lived here way back in 1932? she lived in the valley with family. her father worked down the mines. visited this valley cant remember when but those days you left back door open for neighbours who popped in. she was the only person from all friends passed the test for national service .
I was born at 171 Church Street, where the East Marsh flats now stand. My father worked on the docks at New Holland, so when I was a few weeks old my mother took me there to join him in Manchester Square. In 1953 my father - William George John Baker fell from a railway wagon and hit his head on the railway lines. He died a few weeks later, but while he was in hospital my mother took me to stay with my ...see more
I have now settled in the south of Lincolnshire, I've lived here for 45 years, but I still consider it to be my home town. I visit my Aunty Betty whose lived there all her life, I've listened to the stories my father tells me of his childhood days of cycling to Drax grammar school, which I believe was quite some distance. My mum told me about the time she was in a caravan parked near to the Scott Mills (not the DJ) ...see more
Is there anyone who remembers the Stokes family who lived at 26 Currie Street until the end of 1958 ? I lived there with my parents & grandparents until i was 7 when the slum clearance made us relocate to Roehampton. It would be great to hear from anyone who remembers us & to share your memories from those times
My memory of Turners Hill goes back 60 years, to 1955, when our scout troop camped across the road from Worth Priory. We were the 53rd Croydon (St Gertrude's) Troop. I recall we were given the run of the woods in the priory grounds for wide games. But on one occasion the troop set out on a hike to the village of Turners Hill. My memory recalls a sleepy little Sussex village with hardly a soul about on a ...see more
My family moved from Battisborough Cross, Holbeton in 1938, I was 9 years old. I think my dad bought 6 Clifton Estate, Colebrook in 1938 for 250 quid brand new. I attended Plympton Senior School and later Warrans on North Hill, Plymouth (The school no longer exists) I entered H.M.Dockyard as a Shipwright apprentice in 1945, served 5 years apprenticeship plus 2 and one half years as journeyman. Late February 1952 ...see more
l am 65 in Jan and l think l can name nearly all the shop from the 1955 Tho l not lived there since I was 16 Fond memory Jill carrie
I used to live st 30 Rogers Road and attended Richard Alibon school, my first teacher there was Mrs Rees a right strict woman, no talking in class she had a hard sharp face with greying blonde hair in a bun, Mrs Bell was the Headteacher, Mrs Ashford the secretary, Mr Catchpole was the caretaker he had a yellow Labrador who came on all his rounds with him, he won a lot of money on the football ...see more
I went to St Michaels C of E school in Sunninghill 1960 to 1964, I remember the head master Mr Steele he drove a Morris Oxford MO, I also remember Miss Pope she always wore the same brown shoes. The canteen was a prefabricated building at the back of the school and we would line up on the path to go to lunch aniseed plants grew in the flower bed and I remember the smell as I waited to go in, ...see more
I remember having coal delivered at my Mothers house , we lived in Mill Close, and had a shed just for coal .I remember them coming to deliver the coal and it would be a lot of noise as they filled it up.This would be around 1959 to 1966.Do not remember the name of the company.Lucy Brauer
Mum and Dad lived in Crantock for years and when I could get away from London I would visit them. We would always have a walk in the evening out across West Pentire. It was magic to my soul with the sky larks over head and the beautiful wild flowers in the fields. Sadly (so very sadly) my Dad died of cancer. We scattered his ashes on the cliffs above West Pentire with the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen. ...see more
Number 40 Manor Lane was the family home of my Grandfather Edward Gardner's Family his father also Edward was we are told a Hatton Garden Jeweller. Edward Gardner it seems also owned properties around London with rents collected by his grandson Leslie Robert Gardner in the 1950-60's I would love to know more about my great grandfather's estates and his chequered marriage history ?
What wonderful schools. Still remember the names of the teachers, whom in those days we gave respect. I realise now just how good the education was and indeed taught respect! In my teens, over fifty years ago, I frequented Berry,s little sweet shop and cafe in New Eltham. We were served by a lovely older lady we called Gran. Does anybody else remember Berry,s and lovely Gran?
Even though I was born a good ten-years after the second world war, Hendon was my home town. I loved it there. I attended Algernon Infant and Junior school, then onto St Mary's in the Downage. I always loved Hendon, but on a visit there to attend a funeral, I was shocked to see the state of the town. There was no feeling of community, all the shops in West Hendon were either boarded up or shut. I couldn't wait to ...see more
All my fathers family came from Ogmore Vale he moved to England but every summer we had our holidays in Ogmore ,i remember the Lymp and the ice cream parlour next door i used to go about with Dia Griggs Titch Gregory and frank and roger hunt great times.I lived there for a while in the 50s we played down the new pits though we were not supposed to , i used stay at my aunts in bridge street i am trying to trace my cousin Brian Keagle hope some one can help . Cliff Keagle.
Hal's Café, The Caprice, Bernies, were the favoured meeting places for the Motor cycling boys form Morden and the surrounding areas shoving tanners in to the juke box and trying to make a cup of coffee last for about 3 or 4 hours. On balmy evenings we would find ourselves sitting on the bridge on Cannon Hill Common, trying to impress girls such as Christine Simons, Carol Holdsworth, and Sheila McCree, and Janet Law, ...see more
Please can anyone help I am trying to find out about a public house I think it must have been about 1950s its not a pub a lot of family's lived in it so I am lead to believe
I was Head Girl at Irvine Royal for the last two years of my education. I was a Kilwinning girl and attended from 1969-1972. Living through the 3 day week and walking daily from Kilwinning to Irvine wasn't much fun! But I loved school there so nothing was a problem.My favourite teachers were Willie Stewart and Willie MCIllvaney. Inspirational men!I graduated from Strathclyde with a BSC in Maths and have enjoyed a very successful career in many different careers.
My Mum worked at Sainsbury's in East Street in the late 50's - to early 60's. She used to 'knock up' the butter from the huge slabs into the small half pound packs, all while the customer waited. She also used to bring home the first yogurts, usually they were frozen and my sis and I loved them. My Mum loved the job but she used to get chilblains in the winter as it was always a bit wet on the floor behind the counter.
My Grandfather had the farm along Park rd Called the Cameroons I was only small but have good memories of it , my brother being 7yrs older remembers it far better. I would like a book if it had the old farm in it before all the Estate was built. My grandfather was Albert Cook.
I was born in Carshalton 1954, i have fond memories of an ice cream shop in Sutton High Street back in the late 60s early 70s, the ice cream was out of this world does anyone know what this shop was called. Gill Pickett
I remember my maternal grandad,Clarence E Wilson leading the procession through the street playing the bass drum in the band.He was also the village postman delivering to the farms around Nafferton . Our families lost loved ones ... of whom I have no memory .Like many my lovely grandparents rarely spoke of the war so I am sharing this poem that I have written It tells how the survivors are affected . REMEMBER ...see more
When I was in the choir at St. Michaels and all Angels in the late 1950's we used to line up on either side of the path in front of the memorial for the wreath laying. I wonder if a choir still attends this ceremony as St. Michael's church has been demolished and the last time I visited Weybridge the junction at the memorial had been altered and the path no longer exists.
We lived near The Frank Pitcher Recreation Field on the Main Road in Wrangle. Every Remembrance Day The Royal British Legion would meet there and eventually march to Wrangle Church. My late dad was Standard Bearer. Woe betide you if you called it a 'flag'! It was a Standard. He polished his shoes ( ex army ) always...but on Remembrance Sunday they shone beyond belief! Both mum and dad were in the forces ...see more
I was born in Bolton on Dearne in 1948; my grandfather was Guy Lewis the Goldthorpe chemist whose shop was in Doncaster Road. My grandparents lived in Market Street (number 5) Has anyone a photograph that might show the chemists shop? My grandfather retired about 1963. David Lewis
I had a two week stay at the convalescent home following an operation to remove my tonsils.It was 1957/58 I was 7yrs old and the worst two weeks of my life.I too remember having to write a letter home. I had to dictate this letter to a nurse.Before we started I asked if I could go to the toilet and the nurse said no, I could go after the letter had been written. We had sweets after lunch,but never anything my ...see more
My first 14 years or so were spent at Whittington and Norton barracks Worcester born1950 I remember people like a Sargent Moore also close friends with mom n Dad were the Sandfords anyone who wants to share there history please do so, my name is Anthony Cunningham used to live in h block by the army school
I lived above Walters the greengrocers next to the post office from 1948 to 1959 and remember what an amazing time it was .Holters was just around the corner where we used to buy his 1p lollies next door was the butcher shop who's sausages were the best I think he was called Mr sterry I first went to the upper Hillingdon church school then to lower willingdon juniors from there to westham ...see more
I have been told of old troedy many times and been driven through it to Bargoed, not much there now just a post office. My step father Cyril Heath was born there in September 1934, quite a large family so somebody is bound to remember them. There was David (Dai Bill) Heath, he moved to Yorkshire where he eventually died. There's Malcolm Heath, now living on the Gilfach Bargoed estate and ...see more
I'm Mandy Coggins and I was born at 7 Peel Road, Kilburn in 1960. It was a beautiful Victorian House and I can remember the marble fireplaces, oak staircase that us kids used to slide down. My nan lived on the ground floor, we had the middle floor and my maternal Uncle lived on the top floor. Peel Road connected Malvern Road and Carlton Vale, and Stafford Road took us down to school - ...see more
I first lived opposite the water tower as my Mum and Dad were gatehouse keepers of Kinghams or Sanders. I also lived in The Dell next to the hospital and Orchard Rd. My Mum was the youngest of 4 girls Gladys Hilda Violet and Barbara Taylor. Her Dad was Tom Taylor was local coalman and other Taylor family were greengrocers. My Grandad Tom was killed on his horse and cart in 1956 up Boston Manor Road when ...see more
My grandmother lived in Rose Hill, and was brought up in Siop Penlon,now a dreadful looking Chinese take away.I loved Beaumaris as it used to be,the pier, cafe ,and fishing at the end of the pier, . the old swimming pool with the wooden changing huts painted silver.where such characters as" Huw Clock " kept an eye on things. They should have been a listed building so that the council could not get their destroying ...see more
The photo described as Barnton Hollows, isn't in Barnton. The Hollows shown link the village of Anderton and Marbury. The are called Marbury hollows. The hollows are about 1.5 miles from Barnton R. Pilkington
Sorry Paul, your memory of the photo of the tunnel is incorrect. Boat road was or still is the local name for Tunnel Road. The reason there are no houses on the photograph of the the tunnel ( Barnton Tunnel) is. The photograph is of the opposite end of the tunnel. In other words, the Saltersford end. This end you may remember is approached from Oakwood Lane, or by the horse path over the tunnel from Boat Road. Or when walking up from Saltersford locks. Ron Pilkington
My great-grandfather, David Sadwrn Thomas, was a leading light of this chapel. Having been the Head Master of the school, he continued to go to the chapel after transferring to Abersychan on promotion. He attended twice on Sundays, and often for prayer meetings on weekdays. In January 1900 he assumed the duties of Sunday School Superintendent, and dutifully recorded numbers attending in his diaries. Tim Sedgwick-Jell
My husband spent some time in the village in 1964. He rented a house called "Tamarisk", it has left a lifelong memory he has spoken lovingly about the village. It has always been somewhere where he would have liked to return to, but as life goes on things get in the way. Now some fifty odd years later we have named our house Tamarisk . He believes that it was a short walk from the public house called "The Harvest Home". Can ...see more
I was born in December 1947 at 124 Clowes Street, West Gorton in a terraced house between William Street and Elizabeth Street, directly opposite Bert Hall's butcher's shop and next door to the Beswick Cooperative Society's Grocers and Butchers shops. My dad was a boilermaker at Beyer Peacocks' on Gorton Lane and was called William (Billy) Holmes. I went to St Marks' Infants and Juniors ...see more
Hallo, my grandfather Frank Sherwood worked at the factory in 1939, and the family lived in the Broadstone area. Does anyone have any memories to share about the factory of the Sherwoods?
My name is Bill Maundrill, brother of Brian, I was born in 1941 in the Firs Cottage and went to Farrington School. Tony Brimble lived next door and his father kept pigeons, Phillip Payne and John, Ducky Rogers, Roger Watts, Terry Kingman, we all grew up together and I just wonder were they are now. If your out there let us know, there is lots of memories we could talk about. Bill Maundrill.
I lived in Station Road from 1932 to 1943 and attended the Primary School until 1935. I walked to school and remember often having to wait for trains at the level crossing. there was a pedestrian gate which was locked after the main road gate. We knew the signalman and he would leave the pedestrian gate open as long as possible as we ran towards it. The ...see more
I lived in Shenley from the age of 10 to 15. They were my war years. I went to the boys school in Shenley and then to Hillside Senior School Borehamwood. They were very happy days, removed from the London bombing. My brother and cousin lived there too and we all had a lovely time. We often chat about old times, and the village people we loved. We went back a few years ago. It is not the same now, so many new housing estates, where there were big open fields.
My aunt could make a meal from practically nothing, and those war years really put her cooking to the test. No choice of meat in the butchers, if you were at the end of the queue you took pot luck with what was left. One morning, aunt arrived home absolutely frustrated, after queuing for over an hour all she managed to buy was a pound of sausage, but she would not be beat, she planned her evening meal, ...see more
I didn't live in the town itself; we moved to Gwencole Crescent from Burgh Le Marsh, Lincs, in 1963 after my father followed up a work opportunity, advertised in the local press by English Electric at Whetstone. He was lodging with a family on Colbert Drive whilst he looked for a house, coming home every other weekend. That was the routine for about a year. When we moved down, coming from a more rural ...see more
I lived in North Cheam from when I was born (1951) until 1972. When I was young I remember shopping in Sainsburys with my mum. There was a beautiful tiled floor and the counters ran along both sides. There was a separate queue for each type of produce and the ladies all wore hair nets. I think there was a cash office where you paid for all your shopping. This shop was in the London Road, SW of the ...see more
At the junction of westgate and percy street there were 2 shops, one each side. Swifts the beer off one side and on the other side was Walkers, they were related to the Robinsons who went to Australia C1964. I lived on Westgate and went to Ellis school until 1963.
My father would put me on his bycycle crossbar and took us from Elthorne Rd to the allotments via Whitehall Road and Vine Street. Cricketfield Rd was (is?)a dead end. A footpath to the left passed by a nursery school and on to the library and medical centre. There was a huge Mulberry tree just by the nursery school and i remember the purple stains on the ground from the fruit. The other footpath ...see more
I taught at Glenburn High School, Skelmersdale in 1973. I found lodgings with Mrs Smith, a retired lady, in a terraced house in High Street, Old Skelmersdale on the basis of bed and breakfast plus evening meal. While working in the town I met a Doctor Bell. Glenburn High School had about 1,200 pupils, a new mixed comprehensive with about sixty staff, purpose - ...see more
The crossing photo was taken later than 1965 as we used to drive my grandfathers cattle through Polegate High Sreet early in the morning from New Barn Farm, Sayerlands to graze on land at the Black Path throughout the 1960's. At that time the old swing shut type gates were fitted which preventing the cattle going on to the railway line. My fathers family owned a newsagent/off licence business at Millfield, at ...see more
Lived here when very young we shared a house with a Miss Bull a school teacher not sure where house was but know it had two staircases and double seated outside privy. I remember we had a pig & chickens in the garden
Lived here 1953 to 1958 remember roller skating down our road & catching the last tree before we ended up on New North Road. Went to the Junior school here then Beale Grammar School in Ilford remember having to change to a trolley bus in Barkingside
Lived in Watford 1948 to 1953 on Westfield Ave I remember going to a film I seem to think a Mario Lanza one with my sister & lots of other children then all crossing the road to a party at a pub opposite. I have pictures of us all crossing the road including one of my Dad holding up the traffic & two pictures of us enjoying the party sat at long tables
My grandfather was James Westmacott and he was a tenant farmer in Moreton definitely in 1911 when he married my grandmother Irene Smithells they had 2 sons Ken and David(b.1914),the latter being my farther. I know very little about my grandparents so any information or pics would be very interesting.
It was early summer in 1967 when suffering from a 'mental breakdown' I was admitted into Macc in the middle of the night, horror upon horror me and my mates had often talked about and even took the piss out of this place even though we lived over the hill in Buxton, it was a place we use to pass if we were on a coach trip to Blackpool, a monstrous unwelcome ...see more
In the late sixties a school friend Eric and I were employed one summer at what was then The Montague Motor Museum. We worked for the catering department. In those days on occasion the Beaulieu Estate held medieval banquets, they took place in the great hall on the first floor of the Domus. One morning we were tasked with collecting a large jar of mead from the vinery and taking it up to the banqueting hall. ...see more
My grandmother, Nesta Thomas, was a boarder at this private school, after her father died in 1901. The Head Mistress was one Pollie, who was the sister-in-law of Nesta's father, David Sadwrn Thomas, who had been the Head of the County School in Abersychan. He had some involvement in Summerfield Hall, walking over the mountain, possibly just to offer some professional advice. We have a postcard of ...see more
I have just seen Christine's memories of this house I used to play with Christine and her sister Susan and we have lived in the new house since 1971 Miriam Wilson nee warren.
It has gone the old drill hall I was born in vine street in 1947. Father was TA the 506 field squadron Royal engineers so my the connection with the building lasted a long time.I watched the Coronation in the drill hall the only TV around at that time I fired my first rifle in the range built in the roof so small at the time they had to prop the the rifle up on army greatcoats. Every year they held a Christmas party and all ...see more
My dad worked for Boots the Chemist in Chipping Norton. He was not concerned just with providing medicines for the human population of the area. Being in an important agricultural area there were many farm animals which required care. A locum vet, asked by a farmer to attempt to improve the fertility of a herd of local cows, decided to ...see more
The medical welfare of the Jesuit students of Heythrop was the concern of Brother Edward Toon S.J., (1901-1979). He entered the Society of Jesus in 1922 and took his final vows in 1932. He was the Infirmarian of the College between 1955 and circa 1958. His role necessitated frequent contact with my father who worked at Boots the Chemist in Chipping Norton - the two became good friends. ...see more
I recall my grandmother, Florence Peyton, who lived in Little Horton Lane writing a poem about the Slum Clearance and High Rise Flats Programmes of the early 1960s. The poem was published in the Bradford Telegraph and Argus in the early 1960s. The Old Folks’ Lament. Five pence up, and five pence down Miles and miles from Bradford town. I loved the house ...see more
The Polish Community in Bradford did not have their own place of worship until they took over a building at Lansdowne Place, 29 St.Edmund Street, Bradford , with a twenty-one year lease. This Church was opened - consecrated - in March 1960. The name of the Parish and Church was 'Our Lady of Czestochowa'. My grandparents used to attend this church periodically and suggested that ...see more
My recollections of life in England really start from the time when the family lived briefly near Ascott under Wychwood, close to Chipping Norton, where my family had rented accommodation. For a while we were lodgers with Jack and Daisy Callahan at 27, Over Norton Road, Chipping Norton. The Callahans had a pet dog, known as Bill Callahan, which ...see more
My Auntie Peggy was born in Gillingham in 1922 and her younger sister (my mum) in 1925. I have a tiny photo of Peggy, Mum and their friend Moira sitting at the top of a grassy hill on tin trays, ready to slide down the slope. This would have been around 1930. Mum died a few years ago so I just have my memories of what she told me about the photo. She said that the place was called "Dunstable Downs" and they ...see more
Does anyone remember the cycle shop - either at the top or bottom of Chingford Mount? Can't remember which. Run by Harold Baker (my great uncle) and his wife Betty?
I moved to wigmore in 1950 from liss in Hampshire . I was 4 years old and started school at the camp school off the maidstone road . I remember outside the main canteen was a large fish pond and all our classrooms were large huts.from the age of 11 I went to secondary school in orchard street Rainham and from there went on to fort pitt tech in Rochester.when I was at home we lived in a road opposite what was ...see more
My father was the gamekeeper at Spetchley Estate for Captain Berkeley for about 14 years until my father at 55 had a heart attack one night after they had been duck shooting at the bottom lake in the deer park. My father,mother and brother moved over to The Mount until my dad passed away 4 weeks into his 57 birthday. This was July 1980 My father had a way about him which made people want to be around him. He was ...see more
I spent three holidays from 1954 to 1956 on houseboats rented from the Giddins family who owned the boathouse The only access to the boats was by punt which was always paddled not poled The main pastime was fishing with nice perch and chub caught I remember talking to a professional eel catcher with traps by the bailey bridge in a part of the river known as the frying pan Very Happy memories rekindled by a walk along the river this week (28 Oct 2015 Peter M
Hello Crawford, My name is Robert ( Bob ) Arrowsmith, do I remember you from Ludford Street School. Although I lived in Smith Grove off Frank Webb Avenue, I certainly remember the Huts and went into the railway works through that entrance for many years, and parked there when the houses were cleared.