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If I am right, this was a confectionary shop on the junction joining of Hanworth Road and Cromwell Road. Can anyone shed more light on this? What happened to it later?
I was born in the spring of 1944 in my mother's parent's home, Thomas and Eveline Bowes who then lived in Thornlaw South. I visited them often, and loved to go for walks and going to the pitures at the bottom of Thornley with my grandfather.
I remember the ice cream cart. Yes it was a yellow cart pulled by a horse. The ice cream was good, and the monkey's blood made it even better.
I remember the pit heap and ...see more
I was temporarily stationed at RAF Upper Heyford with the USAF Strategic Air Command reflex bombers from Lincoln AFB, Nebraska, USA in 1963. We were billoted in the WW2 bomber pilot's barracks on the Base. My buddy and I would regularly walk from the Base to The Bell pub in Lower Heyford and drink bitters and throw darts with the British WW2 veterans. I'll never forget the walk through ...see more
Hello, I lived in Sparkbrook in the 1980s - does anybody have any stories or photos of the place in the 80's please - it would be great to hear any stories. I went to Christ Church Junior School - Ms Johnson, Ms Web, Mr Warbouton - it would be great to hear any stories.
My mother and her family were born and bred in Leasingthorne, my grandfather was a miner at the pit, as were my two uncles. My grandparents were Robert and Ethel Wilson and had 5 children, Jack, Ruby, Lilly, Irene and Robert. My mother was Irene. I too was born there and returned to spend many holidays with my much loved grandparents, often visiting the pit with my grandfather to collect his pension. The last ...see more
I remember George's second hand shop in the village, my nan would take me and my brother there for a treat that was the highlight of the week for us. Also the pie and eel shop, with the brightly coloured tiles outside on the wall. Then there was Pondfield Park, and the rubbish tip opposite, can you believe we used to love to play over there - cowboys and indians, we must have gone home stinking. We were never ...see more
One of the shops I remember well was Fosters. It was like a mini department store. We had some of our clothes from there. You could buy things and pay so much a week. It was how we lived then. It was quite normal for us. We had stuff either from shops like that or catalogues, "club books" we used to call them. My auntie Lottie in Station Road ran one and our next door neighbour, June. You could ...see more
I was born Marilynne Thompson at 17, The Lynch, Polesworth in January 1952. My mam and dad, Peg and Geoff Thompson both worked at Ensor's brickyard. When I was about two or three years old we moved to a cottage belonging to the firm in Tamworth Road. I believe the rent was 5 shillings a week. My dad was a keen fisherman and I followed in his foosteps with a fishing net. The nets didn't last forever and I ...see more
Does anybody in the Bude , Marhamchurch area remember Daisy ( my mum ) who lived in Bude / Marhamchurch area, 1940 to 1947. Daisy worked at the Clairmont hotel in Bude, which I think now is a outdoor activity centre.
I lived in Charlemont Avenue as a child for several years until 1966. I remember Charlemont Farm Estate being built, a group of us spent many hours investigating half built houses and flats - no health and safety in those days! I used to attend Sunday school at the Methodist church at the top of Charlemont Avenue.
There was a small shop which is now a bungalow opposite the end of Charlemont Road that used ...see more
I well remember having to make my first telephone call from the telephone box here at the age of eight. I was staying with my grandparents Leonard and Clara Pryke at No 3 Crowcroft Road, when my grandmother fell and sustained a bad cut to her head. The box has recently been removed, such a shame and I am sure will one day be regreted. I often stayed with my grandparents and remember playing in the deserted wartime ...see more
My grandad, used to take me to Romford Market as a young child, to see the cattle and sheep in the pens ready for auction, exactly where the market stalls are held now. We used to go in a cafe for a cup of tea and a cake. The cafe is still there today but is now up in the new building in what was the old arcade, they have photos on the wall of how Romford was. I now live in Frinton-on- Sea, but still travel into ...see more
I remember in Oxlow Lane a shop called Wrights, they sold flour from sacks on the floor, and a 'penny a lb' of broken biscuits. Also a furniture shop - can't recall the name, oh and then the launderette was opened, was that a life saver or what, no more peggy tub and washboard. My mum, worked at the Eveready battery factory, on the corner of the Eastbrook Oxlow Lane traffic lights. I used to go swimming at Leys open air ...see more
Hi Roy, Do you have an email address?
I have fond memories of staying at 'Captain's Ground' a cottage in Aternun, close to the church and the pub around 1960's. Is the cottage still there? The Wilson family lived there with daughter June and son John. Where are they now?
I used to live in the Heathway, between Eastfield Road and Alibon Road. My grandparents moved there in about the 1920's, my mum was a toddler. There was a church round the corner in Osborne Road where my brother and I used to go to Sunday School. My friends and I would congregate round there on a Saturday, to watch the weddings. Also as there weren't many cars about then, we would play skipping across the road. If ...see more
I too, worked at Gallons, Dixon Lane as a grocery delivery boy. I was a small boy and remember the bike was very heavy, and that it was a hill in all directions. I certainly earnt my 12/6d a week and some broken biscuits, but the tips were great. Mr & Mrs Boyes managed the shop. I broke my wrist at school once, and we delivered the groceries in Mr Boyes' three wheeler car. I went to school at Lower Wortley ...see more
I remember having to pass The Duke's Head every day on my way to school in the 60's, but have never been inside. We lived on Snowhill Road at an old country stores and off license, which was called Fletcher's Stores - now a private house. Mum or Dad would take us to Crawley Down C of E school in the little blue shop delivery van. Occasionally, we had to walk up to the Dukes Head to catch the bus to Crawley Down, but ...see more
I visited the Bluebell Inn and spent only a modest amount, however I left half a crown as a tip because of a very nice waitress. I left and had walked about two blocks, when the lady chased me down to thank me. I was quite surprised at this, but managed to remain calm and smiled graciously. Told her that if I came again to the Bluebell, I would surely look her up.
My dad Norman Kay, was Boilerman at the hospital during the year of the Queen's Coronation. I was seven years old and I remember the rain, we had our party in a house. Dad was born at Golcar .
I was born at Barnard Castle in 1946. My dad Norman Kay, worked for Tommy Carter who owned the brewery next to the Castle and we lived upstairs, before moving to the Bank. My parents also ran the Dance Hall for the soldiers. It's a long way from Colorada Springs USA, where I live now.
We lived at Kirton Fen went Hedgehogbridge school teachers were Miss Tooley and Miss Brewell. Happy times...
The building I remember, was an 'H' with a left and right small corridor on both floors, joining the H. Looking back across a lovely rose garden, each leg of the H a semi circular lead light front.
I have very happy memories of Cheddleton. My aunt and uncle, Mary and Norman Milne lived at 1 St Hilda's Avenue. We as a family, frequently visited. We stayed for a week in the summer holidays, spending days further afield exploring the Roaches, or the Potteries. But my favourite was spending time fishing for Sticklebacks, walking along the canal bank and exploring the flint mill. Life ...see more
I lived in Lochgoilhead in the late 1950's attending a small mixed school at the beginning of the village. My father, worked for the Admirality. My three brothers and sister, were born there. We moved to Carrick Castle in late 1952 and lived in the tenement block directly opposite the castle for about eighteen months - we then moved back to Glasgow. One of my memories, was being given a coronation five shilling piece ...see more
I was at a Children's Home here till I left school at fourteen to work at BAC.
I have just been reading on the times of the floods in Dovercourt. My sister Rita and myself, known as (Rita and Mary Kelly), were brought up by the Salesian Sisters at the convent from babies until the time of the floods. The convent had to close, and we were then moved to another convent in Hastings called Sandrock Hall.I believe sixteen children made this move. It was ...see more
I remember the doctors and going to see Dr Wade. There was a wooden seat that went round the wall of the waiting room, my legs would just dangle. If memory serves me well, I'm sure there was a farm behind the shops where as kids we earnt money potato picking.
This incident started in Chester - let me explain. I was driving my car along the road bridge overlooking Chester Racecourse, on my left. I think there was a race going on which took my attention off the traffic in front of me . I didn't notice that the traffic had stopped resulting in me crashing into the car in front . One of my headlamps had smashed and there was some damage to the bumper, but I was able ...see more
I don't particularly have a memory as such. My great grandfather William Edward Orpin, lived at Hill Barn, Fawkham Village, Kent, Rural District of Dartford, Ecclesiastical Parish of St. Mary's in 1901. I have only just discovered this on Ancestry, and I am trying to find where Hill Barn is. He was a shepherd and I am wondering if anyone has any information on the above. My ...see more
1960 was a great time for music. My memory of that year was the dance halls dotted around Belfast, the best being The Plaza in Chichester Street and many great buildings, sadly no longer with us.
We moved to live in Hersham, Surrey, in the late 1950's and visited Guildford quite often through the 1960's. A visit to the Rooftop Cafe was always a highlight for me. I remember jumping from stepping stone to stepping stone, and watching the fish darting about in the water. I have never seen another roof top cafe anywhere and I'm very glad to know this unique place is still in existence - I have very happy memories of it.
I'm as sure as I can be, that the little boy in the picture with the black coat is me. I would have been three to four years old (depending what time of year the picture was taken). I was the youngest at the home at that time, and left in 1965. I certainly remember the little black coat, of which I was very proud. My name then was Peter Marshall, known as 'pudding' or 'mop-head' - I still have the hair. I ...see more
Caldey Island is situated about 1-2km south of Tenby on the Pembrokeshire coast. It has a small village but the main attraction is the monastery owned by the Reformed Order of Cistercian Monks. They lead a simple farming life but there is a small shop for tourists. As a child in the late forties and early fifties our Sunday School in Cwmtwrch made several trips to Tenby. I can remember crossing over to Caldey by ferry ...see more
Moved to Farncombe in 1942 from Datchet, but evacuated originally from Barking, London. I remember arriving at my new home at 1 Tudor Circle. My Step-father was a fireman in the AFS, who's own father, George Elliott, was employed as a Shepherd watching sheep in the top fields on the left before Binscombe. Shepherds in those days were well looked after by the farmer, as a ...see more
My grandparents, Maud and Charles Kleboe lived in The Croft with Great Auntie Kate (who lived to 101). My parents, Geoff and Phil Kleboe moved there in 1960's for 2 years and my mum took over running the dress shop known as Francis after Great Auntie Kate retired (she was still working in her 90's!) My parents were married in Gt Bookham Church and my maternal grandfather (Mr Jones) was a ...see more
It had just been built and I was in the class of 1960. I struggle to recall the teacher's names but I'm pretty sure there was a Miss Lynn and there was definitely a Miss Kill. She was my first love at age five.
By a quirk of the internet I met online a 'girl' from my class, now in her 50's, who was still in touch with Miss Kill and I was able to get a message to her. Incredibly, some ...see more
My Great Great grandfather used to manage or own this hotel in 1911. His name was John Green and his wife was Elizabeth Green, my great grandmother, (their daughter) was Verena Green. If anybody has any information on them I would love to hear it.
I lived in Curtis Row from 1951 to 1958 next door to a family called the Nichols. I attended the Zinc school and went to the baptist chapel although I was christened at St Mary's where my mother, Moreen Owen nee Locke was buried in 2010. My Dad was a miner, then worked at the Iumber factory in Pontardawe. I remember being bullied by a kid named Cook and having friends called Derek and Michael ...see more
I stayed in a children's home for a short time - late 50s, not sure exact date. Does anyone know of this home and if it still exists.
My great grandparents worked and lived at 3 Upper Terrace in Bournemouth in 1936 and they lived at 26 Grant Avenue in Bournemouth in 1935. Their names were Verena and Douglas Walters. If anybody has any memories of them i would love to hear them.
I was at this school all through the 50s and celebrated the Queens Coronation at the school. All the girls wore a little paper crown on the group photograph that was taken. I had happy memories of my time there and keep in touch with one of the girls I went to school with and now we are in our 60s. I have vivid memories of two old gentlemen coming to the school and they must be long dead now but it seems ...see more
After reading through all your lovely memories I am hoping somebody may remember my great grand parents and great uncle. My great grand parents were Douglas and Verena Walters who lived at 21 North Street. Their son, also named Douglas, was born in 1936. Verena died in 1942 at 21 North Street, she was young - only 39 years old. If any body has any memories at all about my family I would be so very grateful to hear them.
I remember going to visit a Mrs Kelly with my granny and they used to sit and tell ghost stories. When we walked home we had to walk over Turners Bridge which was only dimly lit and I was told to watch out for 'Cut Throat Dan. I must have walked backwards all the way to Newtongreen in case he crept up behind us - scary days.
We lived at no 1 Police House, just off to the right of this photo and then in no 3, the wall of which can be seen on the right - this was the police station - a house with a small office attached. I went to the Church School for a while which was just opposite the new parade of shops (which included a Grocutts (sp?), a butchers and a drapers shop) and then just up the road at Nursery Fields School. I remember the Corona "pop" van used to visit the estate.
Does anyone remember the mother and baby home called Eighton Lodge.
I attended Braintree County High School from 1944 to 1950. Nihil Nisi Optima I recall as the school motto, and the school song started with the words “With hearts close knit in comradeship …” When sung at morning Assembly, I remember some joker had changed the words to the last two lines of the first verse to “And, welcome him with half a brick; Who talks of school and arithmetic”. Giggling during ...see more
Gunsite Farm was at the end of Limekiln Lane, which was a dirt track. On the left were a row of cottages, on the right, bigger semi detatched where the better off lived. The Alan Rutherford family, (loads of them), Brian Cummings, Steve Belcher and I went to Hardley School. My father was the first person to put a caravan on the land directly in front of the end of Lime Kiln Lane, the farmers name was (?), the land ...see more
Our family moved to Brook Cottage, Llandegveth, in about 1945 when Dad went to work for Mr Joe Shepherd at Ty Capten Farm, and my three brothers, Arthur, David Noel and I would catch the canvas covered charabanc (bus) to Caerleon school. The Headmaster was Mr Lovatt and the bus belonged to Mark Howells Ltd of Caerleon. Noel and I, being the youngest were in the infants and the worrying ...see more
I have great memories of growing up on Frizington. It was such a close knit community where everyone knew everyone else. I can remember Stewarts delivering milk with a horse and cart. ''Jinkies'' coming round with fruit and veg, in winter the van lit by a tillie lamp. The farmers coming round with their own home-grown potatoes. The fish man ringing his bell on a Friday, with fish fresh from the dock. St Joseph's ...see more
I believe that before the convent was called St. Michaels it was St. Phillips located on Church Street opposite Fullers Bakery. The lady would come over on our break and sell sticky buns out of a square basket for a penny a bun. I went to the convent at the age of 31/2 at in 1937. I well remember the day war broke out, we were fitted with gas masks in the playground. When the bombing got bad we were brought ...see more
My grandfather bought Hendersons in c1911 and it was the principal drapers and furnishers in the town until my Dad sold the business c1961. It then became a John Blundells and is now I believe the Waitrose in the Old High Street.
In the just post-war days, apart from the normal shops like Woolworths and Boots, Stevenage was possibly best known for its innumerable pubs. From the Marquis of Granby on the Great ...see more
I was stationed at Bordon Fire Station and was a Corporal in the army. I have many photos taken at the station, I was in charge of the cook-house and was in charge of the bar on the station. I attended many fires - the biggest was the Honky Tonk - its army name. It burnt to the ground. We were given its wrong name, the night was very foggy, the address we were given was The Bagshot and Bordon Soiders Home. ...see more
I have been renting a property in Beaucroft Road, Waltham Chase for just over a year. I always knew my family came from Southampton and we always assumed all past generations did as well until a cousin of mine recently researched the family tree to find that our great great grandmother grew up in Waltham Chase, the family name was Glover! They lived in the house which is opposite the Black Dog pub, ...see more
I was born here in 1953, my oldest daughter was born 1972 & my youngest daughter 1977. Such a lovely hospital, great staff who looked after you well. I saw the photos of the building rotting away - it looked so sad, they left it for years such a shame. It's now a housing estate.... I do have fond memories of the Canadian Red Cross.
I was born here in 1957 then had my two sons there. Spooky corridors .....
My paternal great great grandfather came from Bream, Gloucestershire on July 31st 1831. He was the 10th of 14 children and was born at Oakwood Mill. He started work when he was 9 years of age, minding doors at Brunswick Coal Pit, Mosley Green, 3 miles away from home for 6 old pence a day. By 1872 he had married Sarah and had 6 children; two daughters & 4 sons. ...see more
I went to Ellergreen in the mid 1950's, and well remember chucking stones and snow-ball fights with the kids of St Tessies, who used to call us 'College Puddings'. I remember there was a great chippie on the corner of Carr Lane, where we all used to go at lunchtime and stuff the chips into half a 'Vienna' loaf. DEE-licious...!!! Much better than the school nosh. I often got the cane for it - but those chips were worth it...!!!
My grandparents, who lived in Cross Hands and later in Trimsaren until 1939, are both buried at Tabernacle, Cefneithin, along with my great grandparents, Asah and Mary Jones. My other great grandparents were David and Sarah Griffiths. I'm trying to find out more about my family history and any members of the family who are still alive. My Nanna also told me that her grandfather was a minister named John Evans and I would also like to learn more about him.
I was born at 124 Clowes Street, West Gorton in 1947 and attended St Marks' School between 1953 and 1959. The Head was the formidable Mrs Clayton, and the Deputy Head was Mr Platt, but it was the lovely Mrs Butterworth who taught me to read and write.
Clowes Street was the busiest street in Gorton, with a school, church, chapel, cinema, thirteen public houses and every kind of shop ...see more
My mum gave me up for adoption, and moved to America. We keep in touch - she tells me my dad is called David Duffy. Anyone remember him?
I'm Norma's son John.
Used to go and play in the streams and the River Brent, the memories are so vivid. Tis, was, of course during the war. I and a friend, took my three and a half year years younger sister with us, I would have been six years and a bit. We paddled and played ,and crossed the stepping stones and my friend Mary piggybacked my sister, and Trix (my sister) fell in and was ...see more
Hello anyone who can help me!
My dad was born in the Renton. I am trying to find any of my aunts/uncles or cousins. My dad's name was Alexander (Alec) Fleming. He was one of five brothers, Bill, Dan, Jim and Tommy. There was also a sister I think, her name was Mary, May(?) I have great memories of going by bus from Glasgow to the Renton with my dad. The bits I remember, are coming into Renton over the ...see more
The building is Wynnstay Hall, former home of the Williams-Wynne family, and was rebuilt following a major fire in 1858.
This is the junction of Woburn Lane (straight on) and Spinney Lane (turn left). The Primary School I attended was along Spinney Lane, which at that time was completely un-metalled and rutted, so getting to school with clean shoes was a challenge in wet weather.
I was born in Holland, Surrey in 1961. I have a lot of memories of the post office, especially the vast array of sweets, which we spent some of our pocket money on. It was a lovely shop, our magazines were picked up here every Saturday - Dandy, Beano and Topper, of course none of us kiddies were allowed to read them until my dad had finished with them. There was no hedge there, as I remember.
My dad worked here for a while I think, about 1966 ish. The one thing I remember as a little girl was the fantastic Christmas parties which were held for the children of the workers. They will live in my memory forever.
In 1861, my great great grandmother was in service at Barrow Green Court as a nursery nurse. Her name was Mary Anne Scouse, aged seventeen. Between 1861 and 1871 my great great grandfather James Wood, was also working there as a footman. They worked for Charles Master and his family.
I was born in Church Road, Battersea in1939 and went to Bolingbroke School - 1944 to 1950, then on to Surry Lane. Did not have much in those days, but were very happy times. Swimming in the Thames, looking for old iron on the beach to sell to the rag and bone man, all good fun. Good memories of Battersea, always lots of things to do - building dens on the bomb sites.
I left the above school in 1968 to start work. Does anyone remember Mr Mills the PE teacher? Happy day. Bye the way, I lived in Doncaster Gardens and my brother John and sister Sandra who also went to this school to.
I have very fond memories of Croydon, especially Reeves Corner which has now been destroyed. I was born on Fairholme Road in 1974, but moved to Wallington when I was three. But we shopped in Croydon most Saturdays, catching the 157 or the 154 to the bus garage. I was wondering if anyone knew what business A.E Pearce on Surrey Street, next to Ye old dog and Bull, was?
I also used to work in the NLA ...see more
Rawmarsh Baths every Saturday and Sunday morning - great times with great friends. Saturday afternoons at Baths Hall dance for young 'uns. Later in life, Saturday night dances and some of the top stars and groups of the sixties. Can remember the New Vaudeville band. Worked at every paper shop in Rawmarsh, best paper shop was in the city, close by Victoria Park. Had friends on Pottery Street. I lived on Barbers Avenue, ...see more
My uncle, Milton Beattie was gamekeeper to Sir James Baird, and he and his wife Connie lived in the gamekeeper's house on the far side of Clints - on the way to Orgate. My mum and I lived in the Hall Cottage, and I went to Marske School where Miss Marriner was the teacher, and we were all taught in one classroom. On nice sunny days, the whole school - I think there were about fifteen pupils - would go out on nature rambles ...see more
A South Londoner, I was 12+ when WWII started in September 1939. I was evacuated with Wandsworth Central School to Farncombe, and remember sitting on the floor in a large hall waiting for someone to 'adopt' me. Eventually, I found myself with the Gorringe family who were the local Builders, Decorators, Undertakers etc, in Hare Lane. I have nothing but very happy memories of my time with them which lasted until ...see more
Does anyone remember a cafe inside Tynemouth Pier in the 1950s? I can't trace it.
Lived in Old Bailey, and enjoyed my life there. I went to Pontymoile School, later to Tympath Secondary Modern. Left school at fourteen and worked at Panteg Steelworks until National Service at Brecon Swab until 1954 then back to the above until 1956. I migrated to Austalia where l live in Melbourne. My first trip back was 1979, l still think about my family and miss them, but they are no ...see more
I have been looking through this brilliant site and came to this picture of the Alton High St, c1965. As a nine year old, in approx 1967, I used to live above Key Markets, the supermarket on the right in picture. My dad was the manager. As I remember, the back of the supermarkets had a great area for playing football. I used to go to the 'Church' School, which I suppose was St Lawerence's. I ...see more
As a child growing up in the mining village of Cwmtwrch in the 1940's and 50's, I enjoyed the family day trips to the cathedral town of Brecon, especially in summer. The public bus would take us from Ystradgynlais to Brecon,a distance of 20 miles passing interesting places such as Craigynos Castle (once owned by the famous opera singer Adelina Patti), the Crai Reservoir, and Sennybridge. The bus stopped somewhere ...see more
My father Dennis Stephens, used to manage the tennis courts and bowling green on Mill Hill Road. My aunt Effie Wheildon, took over the pet shop after Grace Shatwell ended her tenure and moved from her bungalow (opposite our house at 59 Mill Hill) further down the road to another house that was once a market garden, where she opened a little shop. Grace and her son William emigrated to New Zealand, and I met her in ...see more
