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The photo of this junction at the bottom of Central Road brought back memories of a motorcycle accident I had resulting in my girlfriend, later to be my wife, breaking her pelvis and me losing a front tooth. It was dark and the car driver failed to see me, pulling across into my path, resulting in both of us flying over his boot. Very painful.
I lived in Woodlands Avenue and used to walk down The Avenue every day in term time to catch the bus to Kingston. At that time many of the big houses were still standing but one by one, probably as the owners died or they became too much for them, they were demolished and flats built. Even today there are some big houses still standing, mainly towards to top of The Avenue as you approach the church. It ...see more
HI KEN, CANT REMEMBER U NAME, I WAS THERE 1963 TO 1969, I KNOW MADDISON. EX ARMY SGT. I REMEMBER 2 BOTHERS IN HIS HOUSE( HALF BROTHERS MAY BE ).MY NAME IS PETER SMITH, BEWDLEY?. TAKE CARE M8 .XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Hi everyone, I'd like to say that I spent a great deal of time in Hindringham when I was growing up. I had 2 sets of grandparents who lived there and2 aunts and cousins Alfred and Laura Martins and Eva and Billy Howell, an Aunt Enid, Aunt Milly and many cousins. I rememeber the walks from The Elms to Bale Road in the dark and being scared to death as we lived in a town where it was all lit up. I remember the ...see more
I would love to hear from anyone who remembers my parents Les and Sheila Pickering who farmed Mountpumps Farm in Flimwell from about 1944 to 1951. Mrs Everett owned the farm and rented it to my parents. I know they were there during the later part of the Second World War because my father told me he had prisoners of war working on the land. It would be so interesting to talk to anyone who remembers them. My ...see more
The manor house was occupied by the army during the Second World War and not released until about 1946. My friends and I often cycled from Walsingham and we found the manor deserted. The entrance hall is well remembered with a large minstrels' gallery at the east end. The most exciting room was, probably still is, the most western first floor room which has a hidden spiral stairway within a turret leading to ...see more
Is this the church where brides 3/4 length wedding gloves were hung from the rafters till they rotted off? Upper Clatford snobs born in a bucket christened in a tub!
My father (same name) was there between 1933-41 and also has many memories. Talk to him if you are able to start his memory cells. e mail: norman.phillipson@talktalk.net
This is an excerpt from Frederick Rosher's diary written while on a visit to Trewyn Court, a family home, in 1850. Sunday, 28th April. Went to Llanvihangel church in the carriage. There are no architectural beauties about it, it being within, perfectly plain and free from ornament, but its perfect simplicity and quietude is much more favourable for devotion than the splendid and crowded ...see more
orn in 1942 at 23 Park Avenue, Northfleet, I went to Dover Road School then Colyer Road Secondary School. Churchill's dairy used to be opposite Colyer Road School and allotments where we had a plot. The girls' school was next to boys' school at that time. Coming into Perry Street there used to be a men's hairdresser called Wandings, then further along was a ladies' hairdresser and ...see more
This isnt really a memory as such but I'm after some help if anyone can. My uncle died before I was born and he was buried in Worfield. I know from my aunty that he isn't buried in the main graveyard but further up the hill, in a different graveyard, but unfortunately, his grave is unmarked. I just wonder if anyone has any type of record of burials in Worfield in the early 1960s. He was only 14 when he died and his ...see more
We lived in Chigwell during the 1960s before moving to Hertfordshire in 1969, which seemed like a foreign country then, strange accents etc. How times change! My father, John, was organist at St John's Church, Buckhurst Hill and my younger sister, Sarah, and I used to sing in the choir. We would have been around 8 and 10 at this point. I think it was the Rector Caswell running the show and the curate was Chris ...see more
I was born in rented 'rooms' at Wordsworth Road in 1936 and came to move with my parents to five different addresses at Easington before I moved away from the area, when I married in 1963. But although my wife Ann comes from Shotton Colliery, events took us initially to Hull. I was always known as Harold in Easington, but became 'Harry' to outsiders. My late father and mother were born in ...see more
I lived next door to Davenham Church, and one summer's day, when I was about 7, I went for a walk around the churchyard. Hearing a rustling noise on the ground, I crouched down, parted some long grass, and found a baby hedgehog. Now my sister and I had had a tortoise, and he had died during the winter, so I thought the hedgehog would make a great pet. Running back home, I found a wooden box and my dad's ...see more
Bert Price's Shop was at the top of our street - Church Street. Bert Prices' shop sold anything and everything. From household buckets and dusters to DIY tools, firewood, fire lighters and paraffin for the heater in our bathroom. It was run - if memory serves me right - by Mr Price and two sons. It was the shop of choice that my dad took me to when I repeatedly mithered him for a penknife -that would be when I was ...see more
Can someone tell me where in Gowerton Mensen Road is. I lived in Gowerton until 1971. This looks like Mansel Street to me.
Hi - I would very much like to find anyone that knew Patricia, Frank or Phyllis Osborn who were evacuated from Medway Homes in Kent to either 10 Bridge Street or 10 Wood street Gilfach Goch. Perhaps someone might know which school they would have attended and where the evacuee records might be kept for that area. my email marian@goater.co.uk Here's hoping Regards Marian
This is my house where I was brought up since the age of 10. How things change over the years - it is no longer a post office, it changed to a cafe and now is a two-bed bungalow attched to the house behind.
My late parents were the landlord and landlady of the Vine public house. I was just coming into teenage years. Friends came from the base who lived in the village. The pub itself was refurbished in that year, meaning all 3 bars were revamped. Although the pub was being worked on, it was always busy, with the local USAF from Wethersfield using it. In the summer of 1969 we even had a ...see more
Our Mam being an Ashington lassie, we returned to her birthplace when Mam divorced my father who she met before the Second World War - that was when Mam was in London and working in 'service'. We were dragged from pillar to post from Watford to south Wales (father's birthplace) and eventually on divorce nisi Mam got custody of us 3 kids. We arrived in Ashington in 1948 and for a time we ...see more
Hi Fellow Evacuee! My mother and 6 brothers and sisters were evacuated to Gilfach Goch from South London. I was aged 7 when we first arrived. We were separated into different families. I stayed with my mum, at Mrs John, who we all called Mum John. The family was very nice, the son Glyn working in the pits. A very vivid memory was seeing Glyn arrive back from work with a black face, arms and hands, and washing in a tin ...see more
I used to teach at Elmlea from the mid 1970s to 1984 and have a photo I took from virtually the same viewpoint in 1976 - in colour! A group of about 8 of us -teachers, classroom assistants and secretary from that era (Mr Hills was the Head) still meet twice a year and remember our days working there very fondly.
When I was 5 years old I broke my collar-bone bouncing off my Nanny's bed! I was sent to the Rowley Bristow. My dad used to take me for walks in the morning along the river before my hospital appointments, we used to pick buttercups and shine them under our chins. These are special memories for me, as Dad died when I was 6. These walks were lovely 'together times' for us.
Back in 1976 I moved away from home to work as a photographic salesman at Debenhams in Great Yarmouth. I also helped out at the Norwich branch. I found a 'home from home' at Pavilion Road in Gorleston with a middle-aged couple - Jack and Hilda Kemp. My manager at Debenhams was Tony Wright and both him and his familly are still very special friends today. Sadly,Tony passed away a few years ...see more
I was born in Hubert Terrace which ran off Bank Street and along to Cuthbert Street. Further down was School Street and Marian Street which ran along to Derwentwater Road, and on Derwentwater Road was Lady Vernon School which I attended. The boys' school was called St Cuthberts and the church we went to was St Cuthbert's Church and the minister was called the Reverend Burnip. He lived in the vicarage ...see more
It was so lovely to see you refer to Mr Storey (Sid) in the earlier post - he was my wonderful Grandad! Nan and Grandad (Grace and Sid Storey) used to run the newsagents, and as a little girl, I was always in there playing - even now, years after Nan and Grandad have passed on, Grandad's daughter, my Mum Di, still sees countless people who have very fond memories of Grandad, and how he ...see more
I am trying to trace GLORIA ADAMS Married name unknown; she is related to Harriet and "Father John" Adams who used to live next to my Nanna in Kings Road. Harriet & John were cousins to my Nanna Margaret (Adams) Robson; This request is purely to ask a couple of family history questions. Anne McDonald. Brisbane Queensland
This memory relates to the time I was at boarding school in Hyde End House just down the road. We used to spend our pocket money in this village shop with its characteristic smell of bacon and tea. Of course first we had to get permission to leave the school grounds to 'go up to Mullins'. Amongst our favourites were lemonade powder, licked from a wet finger and Oxo cubes which I remember were one old penny and had eaten very slowly!
I was at school (Lindfield) in this fine old Georgian building from 1947-1951 and spent many happy hours playing in the extensive grounds and old outbuildings and stables. One year our dormitory was above the stable block where the principal was raising day old chicks to supplement our austere post-war rations. The awful smell of the chickens remains a vivid memory! If I recall there was a name carved on the ...see more
In the 1950s as a young Scout, our Troop regularly did a day hike to The Cloud - getting the NorthWestern bus from Crewe to Congleton, then walking to Cloud End as we called it. there we played 'wide games', and brewed up on primus stoves - happy memories.
I was born at Llwynypia Hospital on June 10th 1947, lived at 6 Bishop Street, Penygraig, went to school at Penygraig Infants in 1950 and Hendrecafn Juniors, Tai Juniors, Craig-yr-eos Juniors and Seniors. Bishop Street is right opposite Craig-yr-eos School so I didn't have far to go, and always went home for lunch. Llanfair church was in the next street down and Mr and Mrs Williams's fish and chip shop, ...see more
Hi, my name is Brenda, I used to work quite a few years ago with a vey nice person. His name was John Hill. He lived for a long time in Arborfield, and probably still does. I would love to get in contact with him again, so if anyone knows John Hill, can you please let me know! I would really appreciate it. Many thanks. Brenda.
this is looking towards St Nicholas Lane, isn't it?
This was taken five years before I was born, but I remember the High Road very well and loved walking along it, looking in the shop windows, it seemed to go on forever.
This is a part of Laindon we must preserve, there's not many left, but it should be safe on top of the hill. Many happy days were spent in the fields behind, flying kites and playing football, when I was a child and with my grandchildren in recent years. The Crown was a favourite lunchtime haunt when the children were little and more recently for family gatherings.
This is another part of Laindon that is no more. I can remember waiting outside the Fortune of War with a Guy leading up to Firework Night, I always collected lots of change from the kind patrons of this local drinking establishment. I don't think anyone noticed that it was really my sister dressed up in the wagon, if they did they kindly didn't say. Other times of the year we would return beer bottles to the off-licence ...see more
It was a very sad day when Laindon School closed and even worse when it was demolished. I have fond memories of my days at Laindon, I joined when Mr Chadband was head, and made many friends there. Apart from attending myself I was part of the PTA group that tried to keep it from closing, as my daughter was one of the last to be taught there. My son also attended, or so I thought at the time, I have since learnt his ...see more
This is August 1953, I was 10. We were playing cricket on the clay field with some older lads, the stumps were iron and came from Spencers steel works which was nearby and stuff like this was easily got. Anyway I remember it was very hot and clammy, when out of nowhere came this bolt of lightning and knocked our stumps for six, followed by an almighty clatter of thunder but no rain. Then someone walking on Hareside ...see more
I moved to Irby in 1957 and remember the sandstone cottage that was there before the library. I think a lovely girl called Prudence Cottrell lived there and she had a strawberry roan pony that was always in the garden. Mrs Matthews had the corner shop at the top of the road into the village and the hardware store was owned by the Carter family, The Oak Tub was definitely right and next to the hardware shop was a little cafe place ...see more
This would be about 1950. Radio was the in thing, me Nanna and Granda had one that was powered by an accumulator, this was a square glass jar with two elements inside connected to two terminals on the top which would fit and connect in the back of wireless. When the power ran down I would walk from Millfield to Newburn, Walkworth Crescent to be precise, where I would exchange this for a charged one (as you would do now ...see more
My most vivid memory of school is walking past the church and on to the wooden huts at the back. These huts were the infant school. I think that they came from an old POW camp. They were heated by old pot-bellied stoves that burned coke from the iron works (a by-product of making steel). I will always remember the smell of sulphur that came off this fuel. Ah happy days!
We lived in Ulleswater Road, which was the first road in N14 Southgate, but was really much closer to Palmers Green N13. At age 5 and a few weeks I started at Hazlewood Lane Infants School in September 1944 and during my first term an incident occurred which I have never been able to identify for certain. One day during class our teacher suddenly told us to get under our desks as quickly ...see more
I moved to Hanwell in 1934 and was sent to Wynnstay School for girls and little boys, it was in The Avenue, not too far from West Ealing Station. I went to school on the 211 bus for a year then cycled, about 1 1/2 miles each way. In 1937 I was moved to Harrow View House School in Cleveland Avenue to meet up with Billy Cato, part of the Cato ironmongery empire. September 1939 saw the end of that school and I was ...see more
I was landlord of the Crown from 1971 to 1973. I was only 19 and apparently the youngest landlord in England at the time. My father, Bernard Edmund had been landord at the Prince of Wales across the road, for many years. We had some wonderful times at The Crown.
I was born and bred in Llandrygarn, I lived at Cwter Hywel, I've really only got good memories of my childhood living in Llandrygarn, when you consider that you had to make your own entertainment. My friends were a group of lads including Sion Tryfil, Arwel Cwm, Neil and Dylan Llynfaes. Apologies if I left anyone out! The fact that Sion lived on a farm meant there was never a shortage of activities and adventures, ...see more
In 1952 I started my apprenticeship as a blacksmith with Ben Howdel. We were situated on the corner of Back Lane and Howden Road. I served my full term of five years, always being the 'Junior' under Percy Riley - who I understand, still lives in the village - and Raymond Johnson from Hayton. For eighteen months I cycled from Market Weighton every day untill I bought a motorcycle - and what a ...see more
I was interested to read the article by Ron Clarke (1950s football team). I lived at 34 Fulbourne Road with Mr and Mrs Clarke in the war. They were looking after their grandson whose father I believe was named Phil and was posted abroad. I have a few memories of Cherry Hinton in the war, some good, some not so good. I had a good time with the Clarke family and they are among my best childhood memories. ...see more
I am writing on behalf of my 85 year old mum, Dorothy Clark, nee Gamble, who used to go in your shop! My mum was born in Alma Road, Shorn Cliff and moved to Folkstone High Street at around 3-4 years old, then back to Dunnett Road, Cheriton where she went to All Souls School, then to More Hall School. From there she moved to Hawkinge at around 14-15 years. She lived in Aerodrome Road - 'Dialdo' was ...see more
I can remember as a small boy having a holiday in Bognor and staying in an old railway carriage. Peter Wilson.
We are just about to move hopefully into Tewkesbury, Mill Lane, Eastry, it sits in front of the Smock Mill up the lane directly opposite the newer houses. The house itself has a white picket fence around the front it is detached and painted cream with black surround to the front door and windowsills. There is a plaque on the front that says 'Tewkesbury c.1750'. Would anyone know any history on this property as we are ...see more
It was around this time that the tram lines were taken up from Sunderland Road in Gateshead. The men stored the old lines in Somerset Street and Devonshire Street. As boys we would dig up the tar from around the streets and paste it on the road safety lamps when they were lit. It was great to see the watchy run around putting the fires out, or what he thought was a fire. We kept him fit. I too ...see more
Hi, I wonder can anyone help? I'm looking for a person I used to work with many years ago, his name was John Hill. He lived in Arborfield Cross all his life. He was such a lovely person to work with. If anyone knows John Hill, I would be very grateful if you could let me know. Many thanks. Brenda Glover (nee Malone).
Hi, My name is Brenda.Glover (nee Malone). I used to work with someone that lived all his life in Arborfield, he worked as a butcher for many years. He was such a lovely person to work with. His name is John Hill. I would love to get in contact with him, does anyone know this person please? As I said, he lived in Arborfield all his life. Many thanks. Brenda.
My grandma was a Bell before she married Harry Davison and eventually went to live in South Market Street. She, her parents and siblings had lived at 32 Caroline Street, until they all married. Lizzie Maddison (my great-aunt and grandma's sister), her husband Lindsay and her brother Alex then lived there after the death of their parents in the 1930s. One of my duties in the 1950s was to take flowers to put on ...see more
Maritime House used to house the National Union of Seamen but I believe it is now occupied by the Railway Union. My grandfather Sir Thomas Yates was the General Secretary of the Seamen's Union until he retired around 1960. He had been a seaman himself for a number of years before becoming a Branch Secretary to the Union in a number of different locations and working his way up to become the ...see more
I'm not sure of the year but I attended a Buddy Rich concert once in the Fairfield Hall. I was living in Holland at the time when I heard of the concert and as he was my idol, I rushed to make a reservation by phone. However, due to transport difficulties, we arrived late. Imagine my surprise when the management apologised and said "We've had to give you two folding chairs - and they're on the ...see more
Memory of the hated Catholic school I was sent to, me being one of three Church of England girls, meant I was treated like an outcast! Beautiful house, and grounds, I learnt to ride there, it was my only way to get away from those awful nuns in their long black habits. I loved the horses, all the time I was there you would find me with them, or standing in the passage at night in the dark facing the wall, ...see more
This field was behind our house and is accessed from a path that runs along the churchyard wall. From the age of about 7, I spent many a happy hour with my dog Shep - just wandering around the field looking at the Buttercups, spying rabbit holes and trying to keep the dog out of dried cow pats. The path continued onto the bypass - and it is this route that my errant dog Shep would take, in order to visit Leftwich ...see more
My name is Pearl and surname was Huntley when I was at Warnham Court. The memories of my two terms there are of a magical place with deer and llamas and a HUGE fat black cat called Dina or Dino. I played the part of Aladin in a big production panto at the school around 1960 or 1961. I will try to find the one and only photo I had taken. I recently took a detour to look at the place now and it still invoked wonderful memories of the time I spent there.
The car with the 'L' plates is the car my sister learnt to drive, and so the photo must have been taken in a few months from late January 1966. Athough the PO has closed, the Newburys have lived here from at least as far back as 1853 to date.
I don't have a specific memory of anything except that my ancestor is Thomas Hardy, author and poet. I am in awe of his writing abilities and his life. I hope to find many things here about him. My search will continue and hopefully I will get a dream visit to England and see his cottage.
In the Easter of 1959, I was six years old and that is when I moved into Church Croft, Church Street, Davenham. On the day that we moved, I recall my dad telling the driver of the removal van that he should drive to "Davenham Roundabout" and then turn off into the village. Although I had been to see the house that we were moving into, this was the first time I had heard of "Davenham ...see more
I was born in Burnt House Farm, Sandhurst Kent in 1956, I lived there with my parents and brother, who started at the village primary school in 1956. My father farmed at Burnt House Farm for about 5 years prior to us moving in 1959, just after my sister was born at the private nursing home in Hawkhurst. If anyone remembers my mother and father, the Pickerings, or if the present owners of the farm read this, ...see more
It seems this is the first memory to be posted. My grandparents (Florence and Max Vetterlein) had the Wheatsheaf pub for about six years to 1957. They were tenants of the brewers Charringtons. There was the saloon bar and the public (known as the spit & sawdust bar). An extra penny was charged on a pint in the saloon. There was a very large garden at the back and so overun with ...see more
I was born at 8 School Steet, Tirphil. 1928. Parents were Jane Jones from Merthyr and Lewis Rees James of Railway Terrace, Tirphil. My mother had left Merthyr to run a small shop opposite 8 School Street. Mother was pregnant with second child, Billy and running the shop, when she had appendicitis. I was passed back aged 10 months to the family home in Merthyr. Father broke his back? in a pit accident and went, with the ...see more
Hello. My dad was born in Arlesey 1926 at 77 High Street, his name is Dennis James Saunderson. His mother was Ada Lillian Saunderson and his father was Arthur Taleyson Jones, they married in Biggleswade registry office December 24th 1924. My grandfather disappered after 1926, and his mother went back to her maiden name. I would be grateful if anyone out there has family who lived there at that time, could tell me why ...see more
Rose (my mother) used to work in Wellford's coner shop. I was born in the 'Potter Street' Perry springs in the 1960s, wow how Harlow has changed from my day. I remember Wellford's coner shop also Wright's Dairy... and it was great going to the schools in Potter Street. Now the swimming pool has nearly gone! Brays Grove School has gone! And how long will it be before the council builds on Harlow Common, the ...see more
I was born in the 'Potter Street' Perry springs in the 1960s, wow how Harlow has changed from my day, I remember Wellford's corner shop also Wrights Dairy... And it was great going to the schools in Potter Street. Now the swimming pool has nearly gone! Brays Grove School has gone! And how long will it be before the council builds on Harlow Common, the last bit of real green belt Harlow has left? I have happy ...see more
I was born in the 'Potter Street' Perry springs in the 1960s, wow how Harlow has changed from my day, I remember Wellford's corner shop also Wrights Dairy... And it was great going to the schools in Potter Street. Now the swimming pool has nearly gone! Brays Grove School has gone! And how long will it be before the council builds on Harlow Common, the last bit of real green belt Harlow has left? I have happy ...see more
My grandfather Cecil Welch, who was the local estate agent and auctioneer based at the Old Town Hall in the High Street, bought several old cottages next to the blacksmiths in Church End for his son John and wife Peggy, at the vast cost of £600. She came from Wiltshire and changed the name from Jackman's to Longleat. They had been living with their in-laws at Kasama on the Stortford Road and they needed their own home ...see more
Well, it's 1960 onwards for me because that's the year I was born! My dad was Bill Pritchard and he was the secretary to the manager at McLaren pit. We lived in McLaren Cottages, my mum and dad had me late in life, having married in 1929, they were 48 and 52 respectively when I came along! As well as me there was Molly (born 1930), Ken (b 1932), Christine (b 1942) and Robert (1947-1997). My dad died in 1973 and my ...see more
I was born in 1963 in Travis Street, Hyde, my parents Joan and Stan Smith owned a small shop at the time. I think it may have been a general grocers. They moved to Newton shortly after I was born. They then bought a bakers/confectioners in Clarendon Place. I have 2 sisters who would have been 6 and 16 years old at the time we lived in Travis Street, they are called Julie and Sandra. Both my parents have passed away ...see more
As a youngster I recall staying at this farm with (I think) my father's relatives. I used to see my cousin Sandra and we would run through the fields and enjoy the animals. My brother Stuart and I would help Uncle bring in the cows, and I would be sent to feed the sows. Sadly I cannot recall the names of these relatives, but I recall they did have a son. My father's name was Waldron, Reg Waldron. I hope that someone ...see more
Looking at the picture I think you turned left and my nursery school was on the right hand side, was it St Christopher's? I can remember seeing the fighters at St Faiths, must have been swifts, hawks, hunters, this must have been about the 1950s.
It's said everyone remembers where they were when President Kennedy was shot, I certainly do. I was at this spot coming from Snettisham when it came on the car radio. The picture of the church with the old barns is great as I was a boarder at the old vicarage further up the road, walked past the Manor Hotel (now gone after a fire) and showed school films in the village hall near the pond. Walked miles around the country lanes, especially the then main road to Heacham through Snettisham.
I was only six years old when I was taken to Thaxted by my father, in 1941. We moved from Start Hill near Bishop's Stortford, reasons were the war and the Yanks which we will not enter into. The first thing that struck me and still lingers in my memories was the church and its very pointed and high steeple. When we arrived by bus we turned right at the school up the hill to Bardfield End Green to my ...see more
Mum (May Scott) and Dad (Harry) from Eastleigh had a friend who was born in Tisbury and we would all accompany him to his home town for a local 'Carnival' in I think the late autumn, he was Artie Thick (R T Thick) and he and his brothers dressed up in nappies and oversized safety pins and they took it in turns to sit in the pram. Fireworks and bonfires followed until the crowd decided it was time for bed. I believe he ...see more
My father always said that the Whites should have stayed at Wenhaston Grange rather than moving to Boulge Hall - it was a far more manageable and charming house. I don't know when the Whites had Wenhaston, or for how long. Nor do I know if there is a house called Wenhaston Grange. Maybe there was only ever Wenhaston Hall which has been demolished, I understand. Are there any photos of these places? The Francis ...see more
I went to Poplar Primary School, the headmaster was Mr How - a great man. I remember Caters supermarket on the corner and was especially fascinated by the fish department which often included a tray of live eels. I remember one escaping and slithering down the shop aisles, scattering screaming shoppers in its wake, before it was caught and brought back to the chopping board. I also remember Hawes furniture store, the big ...see more
My sister Kathleen Taylor (former name) was cook in the kitchen for the retired old ladies. I was always staying with her during school holidays. Her husband then (now deceased) was Barry Taylor and they had two children, Sarah born 1966 and Michael, her younger (not sure of his age) brother, who went to the village school in Laleham. Barry was a sort of joint caretaker. Sister Flora Mary was in charge of Nazareth ...see more
