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My father taught at what was then Purley County Grammar School for Boys, from about 1935 to 1948 (with a break for war service), when we emigrated to South Africa. Like another memorist, I remember the sweet shop on the parade, where I used to buy liquorice sticks which my mother hated, as they invariably made hands, mouth and shirt dirty. She, incidentally, was a daughter of another Purley County ...see more
I was born in this cottage on the 12th July, to Joyce & Dennis. I was the first baby born in this cottage for over 100 years. We kept a pig in our back garden.
My parents, John and Letty Pearce, ran the, as it was then called, Post Office Stores at Honey Tye. We moved, I think in 1961, to Petham Nr Canterbury Kent. I went to Stoke by Nayland school. When I left I went to work at Wissington Grange for Bob and Beryl Finch. Looking at the picture now, it is nothing like when we were there. A barn was at the side and an orchard at the back. Very fond memories of the place.
Late 60's booked stay in Port Quin with N T. It has always been one of the most delightful places to have been to. I think it is what most people would call the perfect Cornish inlet. I have not been there for years but just hope it is still as beautiful as I remember.
A story as told by my mother.
My mother lived in Abbotts Court Farm as a child. My grandfather was a farm tenant. Mum told us that that there were tunnels in the house that led directly to the church but they were never allowed down there. She told me there was always something a little strange about the house which was very imposing.
About ten years ago I visited Hoo and spoke to someone who lived in the house, I ...see more
Hello, I was born in Franks Hall in 1940, in a air raid no less!. Anybody else!
Our parents used to take us for picnics on the Banks. In those days we had nets and used to be allowed to catch the butterflies and identify them. My father taught us the names of the wild flowers, there used to be wild orchids on the Banks then. The woods surrounding the banks were carpeted with blue-bells, so vivid in my memory to this day. Chestnuts were abundant in the autumn and we used to collect ...see more
My family lived in Charing Road. I used to get so excited when the big Christmas tree arrived on the green. When the lights were switched on, we all used to sing Christmas carols around it. It was so big and beautiful to a small child!
I remember the Copper Kettle where we used to have a cream cake as a rare treat, Arnold`s the toy store where the toys were displayed in a large window and where my ...see more
In particular I recall the large number of invertibrates in the fields at the end of Harrowes Meade, butterflies, moths, crickets, grasshoppers etc. This was before DDT! The pond at Stonyfields (?) was crystal clear, with Sticklebacks, Tadpoles, Frogs, Bullrushes. Now it is dead, covered with a film of oil, such a shame.
I would like to contact my first girlfriend, Barbara Davy (Davies) who lived ...see more
I was born in 1954. My parents were Bill and Renee Ashton, sisters Margaret, Isabel and Irene. My father was in charge of parks and cemeteries in Westhoughton until reorganisation circa 1973 when he became superintendent of parks, Bolton South. Mother was president of towns womens guild and both were active members of Bethel and local charities. Lots of Howfen memories, anybody same@?:???
So long ago! I remember looking at it when passing by car on our way to seeing friends in Bedford.
My parents had just moved to England from Italy. I wonder if they met here...
My uncle, Lewis Clarke and aunty Gert, the butchers, had 4 children, my cousins. Gillian at the time was single and had a friend called Mac who was a pilot at Manby and when he flew over the village he would lower one wing as a wave. Then there was Gilbert he went to Louth Grammar and one day a week he would go in army uniform. Then Cheryl and Philip, they were both a similar age to ...see more
I went to Isleworth Grammar School between 1956 and 1961. At lunchtime my friends and I used to cycle to Osterley Park. We used to stop on the way at the bakers in Thornbury Road and buy "stale" cakes for a 1d each. Better than school dinners. Had completely forgotten about it until I saw 'Memory of Osterley Park'.
We moved in to a brand new semi, No. 22, before the war in August 1938.
The Rappapore family lived at No 20 and the Bannisters at No. 24.
On the outbreak of war we were evacuated to my great Aunt in Ludlow until the intial scare of being bombed to bits was over.
Work on the estate ground to a standstill leaving many properties unfinished and open. On what must be the plot of Nos 1-5 was an abandoned ...see more
When this picture was taken my mum and dad used to live here.
Just want to collect a few pictures of where I was born. Don't have any memories of Bedford as my parents moved to Wellingborough in 1962 when I was one year old!
I spent many summers in Stoke Hammond visiting the Davis family in Tyrells Road, my father's uncle, aunt and cousin, from the early/mid sixties onwards through the passing of his parents Jack and Betty untill the death of Alistair a few years ago. My dad's cousin, but a major influence on my and my own family's lives.
My greatest memory of the shop was Fred's friendliness and how he welcomed the invading Scottish ...see more
We emigrated to Pennsylvania from Accrington in June, 1954; I was seven years old. One year later we returned to England and settled in Farnborough in May, 1955. My father worked for Turk, Krish and Barstow, Solicitors, who were located in a bank building, I think, on Lynchford Road. We lived about a mile away at "Trevone" on Lynchford Road - across from the Aldershot army housing. There was a playground close by ...see more
I was born in Ferrers Rd (behind Ice Rink in Streatham). Moved to Kempshott Rd at beginning of the sixties, it was the road past the Pied Bull pub and South London Motors (a huge car sales place) was on the corner. Spent many a happy day on Streatham Common, never allowed to go paddling by my mum cos there was a polio scare at the time and she was too scared for me to bathe in one of the two paddling pools. ...see more
I was born in Templecombe Hospital in 1956. My dad is Ron Hatcher who was also born in Templecombe. We lived in Templecombe until I was three years old then moved to Castle Cary, but returned frequently to visit my grandparents and various cousins and aunties. I have wonderful memories of summers spent at Gran's house, going down "the rec", trainspotting at the station and sitting under the yew tree eating ice ...see more
My mother was born in Margate and we spent our holidays there from early 1950s-1970s staying with grandparents. Does anyone remember the puppet theatre in The Lido? I remember my parents taking me there when we were on holiday. I think there was an aquarium next door. I remember deckchairs in the middle with the man playing the organ, and then the painted golden horseshoes on the ground which led down the steps to the ...see more
The Army
My call up papers came with a railway warrant for Gloucester, where I and another group of lucky lads, were picked up by army lorry and taken to the barracks of the Gloucester Regiment for our six weeks basic training. Unloaded at the barrack square, we were marched (shambled) to our huts, then to the QM stores for uniform and kit.
The Army does not give you your kit, it is yours “for the use of” during your ...see more
I am a Malaysian and I did my PTS training in Arrow Hall, in 1965. With me was another Malaysian girl by the name of Ng. There was a nursing home upstairs and the lecture hall was on the ground floor. We stayed on the first floor. I remember Avril who was our room-mate. Jeanette and Agnes were among some of the students. Sorry I cannot recall their surnames. I hope to revisit Arrow park this October when I visit ...see more
North Somercotes during the 50s (1953-1960)
My mother, Gwen's side of the family were from North Somercotes. They were called Humberstone. She had 5 siblings, Donald, Percy, Gert, Did, and Winnie. She was Mrs Duncan McCaw. I was born in 1948 in Norfolk, as my father worked there. My uncle Don had a painting company and my father decided to work for him, ...see more
Mum, Connie Bridges, grew up here and married Peter Nelson in 1947.
I was born in London, briefly lived in Fairford and visited grandparents often for holidays.
Now live and married in Denver Colorado for 35 years. Just returned for holiday to stay with Mark and Barbara Bridges (cousin) and Peggy Bridges (Aunt).
I attended The Willows from 1950 to 1956 . I remember well Ms. Benham. I have been trying so hard to remember one of my favorite teachers who taught history? Anyone able to name her? I wish I could say my memories were as detailed as some of those given. What I do remember was how awful the food was for a couple of years, and yes we were made to eat everything on our plate, until a friend's mother took ...see more
I was born 1948 in Chop Well and lived in South Terrace down by Mark and Lenin Terraces. Played cricket for the juniors and had friends called Bill Bailley and John Baum. My cousins where Tom and Bill Hughes. My eldest brother was called Sid who moved to South Wales to work in the mines and we as a family moved there in the 60's. We have lots of found memories from playing in the woods.
I lived in 75 Russell Road, Palmers Green during the war years and after. Although very young, I remember the doodle-bug coming over our house and landing in Brownlow Road I believe, also picking up the shrapnel near the ARP station at the end of the road.
Our neighbours were the Plumbs, Churchills, Crowleys, Rayfields, and all us kids played in the street with no traffic to ...see more
My friend, Shiela Thompson, lived in a cottage at Burdon. Her father used to work on Burdon farm, he must have been a labourer as I remember him always working. My brother and myself used to cycle up to the farm on a weekend and spend many a happy hour throwing ourselves out of the hayloft hatch at the top and onto the loose hay underneath. Most of the time we were covered in bruises as it wasn't as soft as we would ...see more
I remember Feckenham Square when I was young and into my early teens. Both my grandparents, Vera and Jack Parker, are buried at Feckenham Church. My grandad was born in the parish and so buried in the parish. I live in Australia and visit the church when I visit my parents, who live in Headless Cross. My grandad and I would go to the square to watch the cricket and he said when he passed on, he would be buried in the church grounds so he could still listen to them playing.
I was born and lived for 12 years of my life in Fullerton Road, I lived with my parents sister and brother in my nan's house number 19. My uncle and aunt lived at the bottom of the cul-de-sac, I had an aunt in Stretton Road opposite St Martin's Church, which I believe has been demolished!! We, as children had great fun in the cul-de-sac, everyone new everyone, we had street parties and fancy dress competitions. ...see more
When I was a little girl I remember my nan Parker and I would go into Woolworth's and buy the broken biscuits. Now days that would seem so trivial, but back then it was a luxury and I never knew anything different. I now live in Australia and seeing this photo has brought back so many lovely memories. Thank You.
Does anyone out there still remember Hopleys Yard on the corner of Kings Road? Being one of the Hopley clan I worked there with most of my family in the 40's and 50's. Most of us lived on Kings Road too. My siblings were Frances, Marion, Edwin, Walter and Rob. Francis and Edwin lived in Sutton until the 1990's. Now 88, I have really enjoyed reading all the memories on the site, found by my daughter and I will be commenting on them in the future.
Notes of triple murders. I know lots of hear say but not many facts. I believe it was a mother, her one daughter and then the man took his own life. I have been told the man was having an affair, married one sister, having an affair with the other, got gun from his mate's farm (Cottrils Lane, Dancers Farm) then done the unthinkable. Very sad as my mother spoke about this. I lived at 136 Pelham. Hope this is of some use.
I remember Peter went in one day for a cup of tea, and stayed chatting. The horse got fed up waiting and came home five miles away. Peter was fuming; he had to walk home, and lost half a day’s earnings. He was ribbed rotten about this.
History: The name “Rainton” derives from a monk called Reynton who allegedly helped to carry the body of St Cuthbert from Lindisfarne to Durham, and halted near here for a rest as ...see more
Trawlers go out for quite a while. The first catch goes into the bottom of the hold, and ice put on top.
Later catches go on top, iced again and on until the hold is full. Depending on the size of the catch, this can take a different amount of time. The bribe was for the fish from the top of the hold, as you can see this was the newest catch. This was then kept by Patterson’s, and delivered daily by lorry to be ...see more
He then ran a wet fish trade from a horse and cart, but also ran a fish and chip shop. Last time I was in Houghton the fish shop was still there. In Newbottle Street, just up from the school and on the same side.
Gran was very proud of her horses and carts. As thing got better she had them made at Baileys
Joinery in East Rainton village. The carts were always light weight and hand painted with 'Margaret Wilson Fish ...see more
Hetton Council then cleaned up the remainder of the site, put on topsoil, and turned it into a sort of small park. There are some articles I have from the local paper published at the time giving a bit more insight to what happened. The final demolition was started about 1963, families were gradually re-housed, and the last property, the old Fox & Hound pub, the last to go about the end of 1964. Ralph Peter and ...see more
I was born in 1954 at 261, Uttoxeter Road, which was where the fire station is now. My memories are of a magical childhood in Normacot, until we were rehoused in Meir in 1970. Some of the places I remember with much fondness include The Alhambra, Wright's pie shop, Ketrick's chip shop, Dewhurst butchers, Spare's sweet shop, Shaw's and Fryer's paper shops, Newhall Road mission, where I attended the Boys Brigade, ...see more
I have been looking for Ellisons Yard in Baxtergate, the birth place of my grandmother, Mary Jane Boyes. I have been left Whitby for some 45 years now and have started to do my family tree. Gran was born in 1889 along with several other siblings. Her father's name was William Wright Boyes born 1861 and mother's name was Alice Boyes, nee Harland, born 1864. There are lots of Yards along Baxtergate, ...see more
My father, Joseph Sandwith, was born in Seaton, but moved to Birkenhead and worked for his Uncle Souter as a Potato Merchant, married my mother Peggy and started his own business as a Potato Merchant. He had three cildren, Brian, Marjorie and me, Josephine. His brother Martin still lived in Seaton and in the same house he was born in, called Hall Garth, he married Mary, had two boys Eric ...see more
My first day of school was at Park Lane in the fall of 1949. One of the teacher's names was Mrs Reese. I thought that she taught arithmetic but stand to be corrected. I did not stay at the school long. We were sent to the new Wembley Manor school when it opened, there were only two classes at the opening as the school (Wembley Manor) was not finished completely.
My dad was in the army and we left Nairobi in Kenya and went to live at the TA Centre on Vicarage Lane in East Ham. I went to Burges Manor School for girls and next door was Thomas Lethaby the School for boys. One of my memories is going up to the Royal Albert Docks and going across on the ferry to Woolwich, or walking through the tunnel. In them days I was Grace Shipley - does anyone remember me? I ...see more
I attended Downshall Infants, Junior and Seniors; not the happiest of days for me. I remember being treated quite badly by Mrs Mansell in junior school who really had it in for me because my mother was a bit of a trouble maker. Also, Miss Addiscot the PE mistress at the senior school who seemed to think that sport was the most important thing in life and bullied anyone who didn't agree!! I would dearly ...see more
My brother, Glynne, was on this ward for 12 months after a motor cycle accident. Proffesor Roaf was the surgeon who carried out the operation. On thinking back it may have been 1958 when the cantilever doors were opened and the patients were wheeled outside come frosty weather, no hospital bugs in those days!
I worked as a Bus Conductor with United Counties, Luton Depot. And I loved to work that route, the 54 Service. Sometimes we would have a 20 minute layover, so we would adjourn to "The Sow and Pigs" for a quick pint before returning to Luton. There is very little chance of that today.
My g g grandfather, Robert Jennings, is a resident at the pub with his wife Sarah and their children on the 1891 census. I always believed that he was the landlord as his son, my g grandfather, Charles, and his wife Florence ran it after him. Florence was the landlady of the Weavers until the 1970's. Towards the end of her life she was the oldest landlady in Britain.
There was no running hot water, no gas, no bathroom and no flushing toilets. Electricity was used for lighting and if you were lucky, a wireless set. Most sets were run from accumulators, a sort of battery, which you had to take to the shop and pay to be recharged.
Bath time was when the tin bath hanging up outside was brought in, placed in front of the fire and filled with water heated from the range. Two or three ...see more
The village provided labour mainly for the Meadows Pit that was opened in 1824 and also for other local pits – Adventure, Resolution, Alexandrina, Hazard, Nicholson’s, Dun Well, Glow Oe, r Em…. to name but a few.
At the Rainton Colliery, which is the property of the Marquis of Londonderry, there are three pits from which coal is raised, Adventure, Alexandrina and Meadows, sunk in the years 1817, 1824 and 1824 ...see more
I lived at 136 Meadway, out of the back door, down the garden and on to fields. My Aunty Lucy never locked the door when we went to shop, you could trust people then, happy days.
Was wondering if anybody could give me any information about Roydon Street especially the Cooke or Kirby families.
I moved from Dulwich in 1966 as my father was in the army.We lived in the TA camp on Vicarage lane and I went to Vicarage Lane School. My maiden name was Mcnickle. I attend it for 18 months then went to Burges Manor which I have since found out is called Langdon School. I only went for one term as my father retired from the army and we moved to Northern Ireland as both my parents are from there. I have lovely ...see more
My dad met my mam, who lived in Romney Road, Barrow when he played football for Barrow FC. They were married on 31st of July 1947 at St James' Church. My mam and dad moved to Gateshead where my dad played Gateshed FC until 1953. I was born in 1948 and have many memories of holidays spent in Barrow where some of my mam's family still live.
My great-grandmother, Mary Jackson, was born in Meanwood in 1850 and married just over three miles away at St Peter’s, the Leeds Parish Church, in 1873. Her husband was my great-grandad, William Arthur Norfolk.
Meanwood is close to Chapel Allerton which is the place from which her brother William Lawies Jackson took his peerage as first Baron Allerton of Chapel Allerton.
Both my grandmothers lived around the corner from here in The Green Lane Tavern yard. Michael Thompson here, in Australia, I am interested in selling my dad's original pen & Ink line drawings of Broad Street, Parkgate if you know anyone who may be interested.
I was a school boy in Cashel school between 1958 and 1964. I passed the 11 plus and that took me to St Michael's in Enniskillen.
School was tough enough in Cashel. Mrs Brady was inclined to slap for bad spelling or getting sums wrong. Mrs Domney was a lovely women. She is still alive today; I had the pleasure of meeting her at a reunion which was briliantly organised by locals in 2004.
A book has been ...see more
I worked in the Hotel Continental in the very hot summer of 1976 with 3 friends. It was a glorious summer season and the sun shone endlessly, so we spent many lazy days (between work shifts!) on the beach. We danced into the early hours in The Hole in the Wall club to the latest music, one song that springs to mind is 'Don't go breaking my heart' by Elton John and Kiki Dee. I was 20 years old at the time and had a ...see more
I contracted polio in 1955 & after nearly 2 years in hospital I went home & started to overcome my disability.
I arrived at Treloars, or Lord Mayor Treloar College, as it was then known, in 1959 & stayed until 1967. The junior house was Burnham & the senior house, Jephson.
I was pretty hopeless to start with, but then learnt to swim & matters went on an upward swing from then on. Played water-polo, ...see more
I'm trying to trace my great uncle, Charles Ingleson, who lived with his wife Elsie at "Lyndhurst", Pilling Lane, Preesall in the 1930/40's. If anyone remembers them it would be great to hear from you.
Sorry, will start agian - yes it does bring back memories, all these old photoes. As a child I lived in Back Lane, the house attached to my grandfathers Blacksmiths Shop. At the age of 5 - 1952 - I used to walk up Town Street to St.Margaret's Church National Infants School, headmistress Mrs Driskel, then in the Junior School Head was Mr.Sharp, then to Featherbank which was a Secondary school then, till 1959 when ...see more
My great great grandmother was Ann Swinburn born Hexham 1799/1800 died Stannersburn 18?? . She is thought to have been the daughter of Henry Swinburn of Stannersburn, a joiner. She married Matthew Chicken in Hexham Abbey in 1820. In the 1841 census she is listed as a beerhousekeeper. Does any one have any information about the Swinburn family.
My gg grandmother, Elizabeth Sneedon, b 1854 in Lochmaben, Dumfriesshire and married to William Charties Edgar from Dunscore in 1782. Looking for info on her father, Grorge Sneedon b 1824 and family who was living at Halleaths in Lochmaben in 1861. He was married to Agnes Moffat b 1821. Daughter, Elizabeth Edgar ( Sneedon ) d 1925 and was buried at Sanquhar. derekwbdickson@yahoo.co.uk
Attended Houghton Road Junior School, then in 1944 the Hill School.
Lived 45 Windsor Street. Memories going to school eating breakfast of bread and dripping, transporting a ton of coal from the street to the coal house at back of house. Watching my grandfather roastng a Hedgehog after covering it all over in clay.
Going down to King Street (?) once a week to get a bowl of soup for one penny, though ...see more
Lived in Leyton in the 60s - Beaconsfield Rd. Went to Newport Junior School, until 1968, then onto Norlington. Fond memories of long summer holidays, playing out till dark, biking over to the hollow ponds, swimming at Cathall Rd baths - the major and minor pools, the huge fair at Easter at Wanstead Flats, the pie and mash shop in West St, just around the corner from my nan's in Mayville Rd. Have not been back for years but will always have fond childhood memories.
I was a pupil at Ridley Hall back in the days when it was a boarding school, I was only there for one term, but have happy memories of the Hall and its grounds.
My memories are relating to the mid 1950`s & 1960`s: smelling the ground coffee and Broomfields Bakers, C&A store, a boutique called `Bus Stop` and Martin Fords in the high street, where I bought my first leather coat. I have lots of memories of the old Croydon, especially going swimming in the baths in Scarbrooke Rd. It had two baths, a large and a small. Cost of 6 old pence a session. After, we used ...see more
I remember having a donkey ride at the back of Kennards, by the arcade, which was a real treat for me. Also having my ears pierced in the arcade and you could smell the incense from the indian shop. Going to Surrey Street market on a Saturday with my mum to get shopping of fruit & veg. A stallholder used to shout out, "Rhubarb, Rhubarb` I mean bloodshot celery". Another crying out "Don`t forget your ...see more
What a huge time for the 10-11 year olds when we were confirmed (able to take communion like our parents). Confirmation classes with the Vicar in the evenings - huge stuff for littlies believe me. We felt so special, boys and girls. The Bishop came from Sheffield to confirm us - with all the trimmings/colours of his regalia. SO VERY SPECIAL. Supper in the Gertrude Bell Hall afterwards - and yes - the ladies did ...see more
As children we went to Sunday school from an early age. As 'littlies' - not being old enough (under 5's) to concentrate on any serious bible teaching, we attended kindergarten in the Gertrude Bell Hall with Mrs Bailey - the Vicar's wife. She loved us all and hugged us - although I do remember her corsets creaked as she hugged us. There is something to be said for modernisation - at least our bones were allowed to ...see more
I was married in St Leonards and St Marys Church, Armthorpe, on 26 December 1963. My husband was Reg Ford from Balby. We worked together at Peglers Ltd, Brassfounders, Balby. We emigated to New Zealnd in 1965, through the Peglers Group. We have 3 children and are both still in New Zealand despite the marriage breaking down in mid 70's.
I was christened in St Leonards and St Marys church. Linda Parry, 166 Mansfield Cres., Armthorpe. Parents Norman and Florence Parry.
I lived in Lewisham from 57- 72 . Went to school at St Stephens C of E and lived on top of Vicars Hill, used to play in Hilly Fields Park. I vividly remember being the only one in the park in a blizzard and being very cold! I now Live in Sydney, Australia, maybe that memory had something to do with me moving to a warmer climate. I still have fond memories of Lewisham.
Does anyone remember the Record Shop in Landor Road called The Beat Goes On. My husband and I opened this shop around 1976 and we were there for a couple of years. It was opposite the well known bakery in that road. Down the road was a grren grocers, and up the road was a camping shop. The man from the greengrocers was called David. The man from the camping shop used to come to our shop quite a lot. We ...see more
I see some of you remember Hounslow as it was, and the ice cream bar in Lampton Rd. I, Rita Pilbrow, lived at number 30 Lampton Rd, born 1946, with my mum and dad and two older sisters Claudette and June and my dad's mum lived next door at 32 with my auntie Frances, Uncle Frank and and cousin Kenneth who was born 1953. Does anyone remember us? Dad had a building company? I remember the milkshake bar the BELL ...see more
Its not really a memory, more what I am trying to find out. My mother was born in Ilkley on 2nd June 1942, her mother, Kathleen M Yates died in the same month and my mum was adopted by a Sidney Smith. Her father was unknown but I know he lived near the area. If anyone can remember anything, no matter how small, it would really help, thanks.
I love Weymouth and would like to retire here one day! We came on holiday in July, bringing our little girl, Isobel, on her first holiday, also two of my other children and other members of the family. I love this picture, we stayed just behind where this was taken and had to walk past this part of the harbour everyday, it will be an everlasting memory. I have been to Weymouth three times in the last year ...see more
As a young girl in the mid fifties I have fond memories of walking around Hollingworth Lake. Having stories of ghosts living under the lake, the walk seemed never ending, frightnening at times if I lost track of my parents, but beautiful! A child's imagination of a hand rising up from the deeps in the middle of the lake, made unbearable by an older brother, disappeared as I walked amongst spring flowers to the sounds of starlings and magpies.
I am looking for any family who go under the name of Davies or Whyley. My mum was Pamela Whyley and her sister is Margaret, they are the daughters of the late Mary Elizabeth Whyley (nee Davies) and the late George Whyley, I understand they have a half brother called Robert and we would like to contact him. Mum has sadly passed away but we would still like to reach family. Mum was born in March 44 and Marg in September 47. ...see more
This is not a memory - more of a request for info/stories please. I used to live in Barkingside in the 1990's when I was a child. I have since moved away but I am still very interested in the history of the area, especially anything about the second world war. As someone who is deeply interested in history, I am wondering if anyone on here has any stories or info on Barkingside during the war, especially in the ...see more
