Nostalgic memories of Portsmouth's local history
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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.
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Displaying Memories 11 - 20 of 26 in total
Does anyone remember a clothes shop called Snob in portsmouth and I think there was one in southampton too,back in the seventies I loved that shop but have never seen any pictures of it does anyone have one? also there was a clothes shop in the old tricorn centre it was really trendy at that time and it had a hairdresser inside it too,sadly I cant remember the name,I live on the Isle of wight and frequently visited those shops.
Both my parents were born in Portsmouth & grew up virtually opposite each other. My paternal grandparents lived at No 1 Station Rd, Copnor, and my mother lived at various addresses in portsmouth - latterly St Bernards, 37 Copnor Road, next door to the Hardesty's who owned the bicycle shop. Another great Aunt lived at St Leonards, No 49 Copnor Rd, and another one at 23 Station Rd. My maternal gt ...see more
I worked at Fine Fare and the Landport Drapery Bazaar in 1970/71 and was a member of the Tricorn Club on top of the Tricorn. My favourite locals were the Coxs Hotel and the Casbah Pub both in Charlotte St. The landlord of the Casbah, Ron Shepherd, was a witness at my wedding when I married a sailor at the Registry Office (now yet another pub). Sadly the Coxs and Casbah went along with the Tricorn. Also ...see more
I spent many a happy time walking my Boxer dog round Old Portsmouth and he loved it down on the beach by the Hotwalls where I would throw stones in the sea for him to go and get.
I had only just got married and my husband was in the forces so he was away a lot so Blue (Boxer dog) and I spent a lot of happy times together, he was good company and through him I met so many other dog walkers.
In 1972, when a mere slip of a boy of 40 summers, my late wife, two children and I flew from Australia on our first trip to Europe. Whilst in London, we travelled by train to visit my cousins Peter & Val Hatswell who lived at "The Stillions "on Windmill Hill, Alton. They took me to 13 Leonard Road, Landport, Portsmouth, the house with a bright red door where my father was born on 23rd September ...see more
I was born in Portsmouth in 1933. My family and I lived first in Lyndhurst Road - about which I don't recall too much - then later in Merrivale Road. I remember very clearly where Merrivale joined Copnor Road. When you turned left, there was a military barracks on the left and, opposite it, a sports ground. At age 4, I was enrolled in a little privately-run pre-school not far away, I ...see more
My dad worked as a ticket collector at Portsmouth Harbour Station. Often, we would catch the ferry to the Isle of Wight, or I would just go down to the station to see my dad. He had memories of standing watching the V1 bombers pass overhead during the war. We emigrated to Australia in 1966 - I've been back many times, I always look around the station and remember my dad (who passed away in 2008) and his working days there.
My father was one of those so called 'Mudlark's. I remember him telling the stories of how they used to stage mock fights over the pennies to make people feel sorry for them and throw more money. The thought that they were poor orphans who had to do this to stay alive was very far from the truth. We lived very well in a house in Southsea near the Kings Theatre. The memory was brought back on a recent trip to Egypt and a ...see more
In 1977 I was the Wrigleys rep, I was 21. I stayed in Hayling Island Holiday Inn, being from the Watford area. I was in charge of Fine Fare, Southsea. I used to drive into Portsmouth and dance at Neros. Great Memories. My week started at Dorchester, then I moved on to Bournemouth and Southampton and went back to Watford on Friday.
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 or ...see more
