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Wartime In Ickburgh Fields
I was evacuated with my mother to a back to back semi-detached flint cottage situated in a clearing in the pine forests. There was no sanitation or running water or electricity. There was a tiny kitchen with a black ...Read more
A memory of Ickburgh Fields by
Childhood Memories
As a small child I used to visit my Gran & Grandad in Shirebrook - Annie & Seth Oakton. I'm told they lived in Byron Street and they had a grocery shop which was part of the front room in their house. Grandad also kept ...Read more
A memory of Shirebrook in 1966 by
Summers Holidays Were Invented For Fishing
I remember as a small kid growing up in England I couldn't wait for the summer holidays to arrive. As the days drew closer I could hardly sleep at night knowing that any day now we would be packing our ...Read more
A memory of Pickmere in 1972 by
The Rhondda Fawr And Me!
My mother was born in Blaenrhondda at the top of the Rhondda Fawr in 1914 and was one of four sisters but she was the only one to leave the Rhondda at the age of fourteen to go into service in England. During WW2 when my father ...Read more
A memory of Treherbert by
Newarthill 1950/60s Tosh And I
Every now and then I reminisce and take a trip down memory lane, of my childhood days growing up in Newarthill on Burnside Rd. I remember Tosh McGarry and I going to Father Gillan's jumble sale and buying an old fox fur ...Read more
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Machine Gunned On Churston Drive By A Young German Pilot
My Aunt Joyce (born 1931) used to live on Churston Drive. She told me this morning about how she was walking to school with a friend one morning during the war when a German plane machine-gunned ...Read more
A memory of Morden by
Evacuee
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 ...Read more
A memory of Tipton St John in 1940 by
The Fair
Christmas and birthdays were an under-whelming time of year in our household. However, Eastertime, coincided with the arrival of Stanley Thurston's fair (and a big dollop of rain). l lived opposite Manor Rd Park (or reck) from 1956-64, and along ...Read more
A memory of Luton
Hainton
I hope, I think I am the first to write - I lived in Hainton 1951/54. Our dad worked on the farm just up the road (Stockman). I went to the little school in Hainton. Headmistress - Mrs Slingsby. Do not remember her deputy, but Miss Officer ...Read more
A memory of Hainton by
College Road
Whilst staying with my Grandparents (Weekes) of College Road, I liked to play down the bottom of the road with my friends (I was about 8 years of age at this time) - playing steppy stones in the mud of the river - a very dangerous thing ...Read more
A memory of Northfleet in 1950 by
Captions
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The summit at 1083 feet is at the head of West Down at the southern point of Cleeve Common.
We are at the foot of the Downs by the route of the London to Brighton main line railway.
This view looks down Castle Gate and the road to Leicester and Nottingham.
We can see Pendle Hill and Black Hill in the background.
Beneath it is a sign that reads 'Black Beauty Shag, excellent for making your own cigarettes, costing 8d and 4d'.
Standing 533 metres above sea level, this hill is made up of a stone known as dhustone (from the Welsh word 'dhu', meaning black).
The old town of Cliffe, destroyed by fire in 1520, was revived briefly by the cement industry in the second half of the 19th century.
Bounded by Gosmoor and Charlton Roads, Priory Park was a favourite spot for picnics and Sunday afternoon strolls down to the banks of the River Hiz close to Brick Kiln Lane, Charlton, which runs behind
At the time this photograph was taken, the bend in the road was a notorious accident black spot: here heavily laden lorries often came to grief on the long descent down Blakeney Hill into the village
The Brown Cow public house is on the right, and the Black Bull Hotel can just be made out further down the road.
This wonderful nostalgic photograph shows steam engine 'black 5', the work-horse of the LMS region, heading south with non-corridor stock on a local, probably to Bamber Bridge and on to Blackburn.
The black-and-white timbered building on the left of the picture is Old Mother Redcap's Inn, steeped in history, with stories of shipwrecks, sailor's gold and smugglers.
The large black poplar tree in the centre of the photograph was cut down in 1962, as it had become a hazard.
They had blacked-up faces and wore a sort of clown outfit with pom-poms down the front.
On the right, the black and white building became the garage, Eadingtons.
On occasions at dead of night, staff are convinced they have seen a lady with long, dark hair and wearing long black period clothes walk down this corridor to what was the arched front door of the
Here we can see the red brick church of Flemish design, and beyond it the attractive black and white timbered Priests House.
The town clock has been given a number of nicknames, including `the Iron Duke of Tredegar`, because of the small profile of the Duke of Wellington on the base.
Newport has a rich history, with Roman occupation at Caerleon, a medieval castle, and the Chartist Rising of 1839, which was put down by troops.
We are looking from the Town Hall down the grand vista of the largely 18th-century Market Place; it was known as the Shambles in the previous century, and designated for the sale of fresh meat
he downs are mostly of chalk, and otherwise of sandstone, and each has its own special flora.
The photographer looks back down the hill past 19th-century houses towards the village centre.
This is the scene looking back down Kirkby's Main Street towards the Royal Hotel, which can just be seen in the distance.
Formerly, it was a sea mill: the tide entered the pool, now ornamental, above it and then drained back down again.
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