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I lived in Shepherds Lane, opposite Dartford Heath, from 1952 to 1965. As children in the 1950's we did play in the Nissan huts on the Heath although I don't remember the paintings of cartoon characters. I do remember the huts being very damp and of course they have long since been removed.
My mother, Annie Betteridge, lived in Highley as a child and her great friend was Lois Beddoe, both lived in Coronation Street. Lois married Harry Morgan and had a daughter Jennifer in 1940. Lois died in childbirth and Jennifer survived; we believe she was adopted by an aunt and taken to Colorado, U.S.A. Any information would be appreciated. Thanks, June.
I used to live in Bracknell from 1959 - 1990. My memories relate to the opening of Point Royal back in 1964. My parents took me there when I was 6 that year and we went to the top to get a bird's eye view of Easthampstead and Bracknell. The view was amazing and it was the first time I ever got to see such a panoramic view of our town. I lived in Timline Green, Bullbrook. My mother ...see more
I am trying to trace my family tree. I am looking for any info about the Broomfield family. Mr Charles Henry Broomfield born 1855 buried 14th June 1937 aged 83 in St Johns, Marchwood. Also his wife Mrs Maria Broomfield (Webb), born 1855, died 1942 aged 88, same grave. Children; Charles H Broomfield (1879-1947) son, Annie Maria (1882) daughter, Rose Elizabeth (1885) daughter, Mary (1888) dau, John ...see more
The building you can see behind the tree left of photo was the main guardroom. At the back was the offices of the RAF Police and the RAF Regt. Opposite their office entrance was a grassed area where we had a wonderful standing aircraft - a jet Provost. One day whilst sitting in the RAF Police office, I glanced out of the window and suddenly realized that some wag had adorned the beast with ...see more
We moved to Llanrumney Avenue from Adamsdown in 1964. It was the summer and the weather was gorgeous. I remember being taken on a country walk, through blubell woods and onto the foot bridge that crossed the Rumney river at the end of Ball Lane. We made our way left along the river bank and came accros a big old grey building known as Morgans Tea Gardens, where the pop and crisps were an ...see more
I don't suppose my old Scout group in Brentford still exists? Back in the middle 50's I belonged to the 4th Brentford Scout group based at St Faiths Church in Windmill Road. Our Scout leaders were Alan De Jong and brothers, Wally and Richard Brown. Such enjoyable days with hikes around the Denham area, weekend camping at Chalfont and summer camp at Naish Farm near Highcliffe in Hampshire. And of course the annual Gang ...see more
I was born in Folkestone and lived in Lydd til I was sixteen; some of my most vivid memories were the Club Days and dressing up in fancy dress. I also remember being out all day at weekends just playing - I used the church clock to make sure I was in on time. One of my most vivid memories is of falling off my bike on the parade ground and hurting myself on the gravel! I also remember playing in the Dip - does it ...see more
My great grandfather, William Willett Wilkinson, his wife, Emily Goddard, my grandmother, Lilian May Wilkinson, and her siblings lived at 130 High Street in Crowthorne, Berks from 1887 to about 1945. I would like to be in touch with anyone that can help with more information about them. William had a cycle shop and at one point a tailors shop in Crowthorne. If anyone knew them or ...see more
I have just found a photograph with the names, Denise O'Gorman and Marie Lafferty H.O.T ward Heswell Oct 1970 on the back. I believe my late mum was a nurse in this hospital in the 70's! I am looking for friends of hers. Her name was Patricia Gray and Stephenson when she married. Would really appreciate it if anybody could share any memories of her as unfortunately I don't remember her as I was a baby when she died.
I worked for Kango Electric Hammers from 1979-1981. Actually I worked for a firm in Coventry (UK) called Rutter Templair tools and it was took over by Kango, I was an inspector. We had a dispute with the company so we voted on strike action. I proposed an amendment of a 'work to rule' and an overtime ban which was carried, and defeated the original proposal. I was then elected as a shop steward. We, the ...see more
I currently work at Warwick House in Palmerston Road (top of Queens Road). I would be interested to know if anyone knows who lived in the house prior to the Architects purchasing the building in 1962, the current Partners believe 2 sisters lived here. Prior to 1962, the practice operated from the Midland Bank Chambers from 1894. The 1891 Census shows a Police Sergeant by the name of Thomas Minter lived here with ...see more
I lived in 'New Wimbldon' from age 2 to 27 with a break of five years in the military. We started out in Ridley Road, then to Kohat Road near Plough Lane and then I returned to Worple Road and Denmark Hill. St Mary's in Russell Road run by Miss Bryant was my school. I won the Just William contest at the Gaumont when we had four cinemas in the town. A keen supporter of the Dons I loved the speedway with local heroes, Ronnie ...see more
I am searching the family history and would appreciate any information on the Old Post Office in the village for that purpose only. I am researching Sarah Ann Whitbread who was born in Biddestone about 1851. Mother was, Ann Whitbread, and father, Thomas Whitbread, who was a harness maker in the village at that time. Ann Whitbread was the post office mistress and her daughter Sarah took over from her about 1881 or 1891.
Lived in Doncaster Gardens - No.43 in the flats then No.49 in the three storey houses which are still there, before they filled the green in where we played football, with houses. Used to help run the Oriel Youth Club from its start with Pete Seal and the first Leader named Ron(?) Was a life guard at the swimming pool, went to Vincent with me mate Ken Yerby, when Dusty Miller was head master and Alan Mills was PE ...see more
My great aunt, Muriel Dundas Legard, lived for many years in Huttons Ambo. She built a house called Colswayn and then built two other bungalows in the grounds; firstly Mynchon which she lived in for years, then Bardolf. My sister, brother and I have many many happy memories of visiting her and staying in the oasis she had created around her. Bees, veg garden, sheep in the field belonging to a farmer, and ...see more
Delighted to find photographs of the Rivacre Lido. I moved to Canada in 1966 after being born and raised in Liverpool. Most Sundays in summer my late parents and their friends' took us kids to a variety of outdoor lidos/swimming pools in and around Merseyside. Rivacre Valley stands out from the rest as being the most relaxing lido for the adults in our group, and for vivid memories of the brickwork, plants and flowers surrounding the pool.
Hi John, many memories of playing football in the street with you and John Padbury. The last time Jean and myself saw you, you were both about 9 or 10. All the Maslin family are now gone there's only Jean left and Dawn Trott (her niece) who lived in Cressage House, she's now retired and lives in Isleworth. Many changes in Brentford; we had a walk some time ago taking photos we went around the 'Ham' got competly lost.
My great great grandfather and a few others died in a fire at Garscube Road in 1959. Does anyone remember this? His name was Robert or 'Rabbie' Tweedie. His children were George, Annie, Robert, David, Catherine, Alec and Jeanie.
Hi, I remember Willis's shop very well, my mother shopped there every day, and remember the Persian cat they had named Ration. I lived next door to Rosie's cafe and was friends with all the family. I also played over the pit, and also moved to the Midlands - 'Stoke on Trent'. I love sharing these memories, I went 'home' last year... it was great. We intend to visit again this year.
Regards Rita.
My dad, Alan Wakley, was the swimming pool manager and my mum worked in the ticket office. I can remember the Saturday galas with races followed by water polo matches. I learnt to swim here and worked in the little cafe next door during the summer. Fond memories of emptying the pool at the end of each season and finding all sorts of treasure.
I will cherish forever my memories of Brookfield, I was 11 when I started at Brookfield in 1980. For the first year I hated every muniute of every day, but purseverance from my mum paid off. I can honestly say the remaining years were the best years of my life. I feel very privileged to have been able to do so many things; rock climbing, fell walking, pot holeing ,wind surfing, skiing...the list is endless. To be ...see more
I was born in William Street. I can’t remember the number but do remember the chap next door was called Charlie Peason - he had two girls a bit older than me. Out the back of the house there was a little chapel and up the road there was a school, I have a friend called Tommy Smillie, he remembers Auckland Park a lot better than I do as I left for Coundon in 1951. Hope someone remembers these days. My email address is barryfawcett42@yahoo.co.uk if you want to get in touch. Thank you.
Dad was in the South Staffs; we had many many happy years living in the barracks. I had 4 brothers then, sadly only two now. So many happy memories always lots to do, places to go and mischief to get up to. We used to go fishing in the canal at Whittington, playing on the common was always great fun... wish I could go back to those days.
I was born at 58 Bland St in my grandparent's house.. parents were George Johnson and Winifred Ravenscroft. Grandparents, James and Jane Ravenscroft. Grandad was a green grocer and had a horse and cart. We migrated to Aus in 1956.
My sister and I were in Myton Hamlet Children's Home which was in Warwick/Warwickshire. We would come by Lloyds Coaches on a Saturday, this was the start of the holiday. It took us all day to get there, no motorways then. We often went on the Dimchurch railway. I also remember the shop on the corner of the holiday camp. We had many nice holidays at the camp. The person in charge of the homes ...see more
...but the main road - London Road, I believe it's called - that runs through Ascot, down Wells Hill and to the roundabout just to the church end of Sunninghill village before going on through Virginia Water. The bridge was demolished many years ago but the footings can still be seen in the steep bank alongside the road. The bridge was almost in the same place as the 'new' roundabout.
I spent many childhood days at the corn exchange in Luton as my grandfather, Percy Brewer, was the attendant in charge of the toilets for many years. Prior to this he was the stage manager at the Grand Theatre in Waller Street opposite the Luton indoor swimming pool.
At the time of this photo I was just 8 years old, and I have a lasting impression of three things from around this time. The first is kind of hazy - animated Red Indian cutouts in the park opposite the prom. Next, the windmill itself, which was not overly attractive, being in a red-brown canvas - tho the sails at least did rotate, and although the gardens themselves were well laid-out they were obstacles to walk around ...see more
We moved to Greenford from Wales when I was 9 in 1956. After moving away in the early 70's I am now back living in Greenford for the past 20 years. Saddest thing of all for me is that the Red Lion was demolished last year. They are now in the processs of building new homes - Greenford will never be the same again.
In 1860 Frederick Middleton, an ancester of mine, paid to become an apprentice blacksmith to a George Dunt in Brooke. I have his Indenture in my possesion with the details of the agreement. Is there any information available in Brooke about the old Blacksmiths? I would very much like to hear if there is. I also have a painting, which I was told is of the old Blacksmiths and also a photo.
The first unusual event that I remember was when the tide went out so far that it was possible to walk all the way across the cove; it was also possible to walk out to the two points of the cove.
Secondly was when three steamers were anchored at Lulworth at the same time, one was the Empress and another the Victoria but I do not remember the name of the third.
My name is Moreen Chadwick (nee Crandon) and I was born in Tyla Coch, Llanharry in 1941 at the home of my grandparent's, Herbert and Mary Crandon, grandad was always called 'Joe'. In them days it was just a street of houses, a pub, shop and a chapel with farmland all around and where everybody new one another. Our near neighbours where the Morrisons and Sheppards, and I think our next door neighbours were ...see more
Jake Stewart, the cobbler shoemaker, late on in life accepted Christianity. Jake was known for his quick wit and put downs. Someone in church was giving a personal testimony and in closing he said, "Well Mister Stewart, you will be pleased to know that no cobblers will be employed in Heaven because all the souls are mended.... there will be no need for cobblers in Heaven." Jake stood up to give his testimony and started ...see more
My memory is very hazy; I went there when I was five and left when I was 14. I remember not being happy at first but at the end I did not want to leave. Love to hear other people's memories.
I remember the Plough ... it was where my dad, Chas Ross, and a group of other artists held their meetings; they called themselves the Battersea Art Society, this was during the 1960's. My dad, who painted every spare minute of the day, painted a picture of Ron Moody as the famous Charles Dickens figure Fagin. The proprietor of the Plough (can't remember his name), hung it in the entrance to the pub. ...see more
I was born in 1933. I am the only son of Irvine Reed Jones whose father had the butchers shop in Pontlottyn about that time. My cousin, Howard Jones (father Fred Jones), owned the DIY/hardware shop in Pontlottyn until recently. I believe he has now retired and lives in Bargoed. If there is anyone out there who knows him I would be grateful to know. Fred and Irvine Jones had brothers Hedley, Arnold and ...see more
I was born in Bridgend Hospital and the first house I lived in was in Heol Maendy, North Cornelly. When I was about three we got a brand new council house in Heol Las; back then there were no gardens and I remember finding a toad out the back in a hole where the posts were going to go. I was rapt, but my Mum was not and made me get rid of it. I went to Cornelly Infants and Junior School with my ...see more
I was born in Watford in 1934 and went to school at Callow Land and Alexandra Secondary Modern. We lived through the war years in Elm Grove. I used to work in Trewins all day Saturday then go to the market and buy mum a bunch of violets. I loved the markets hustle and bustle. My parents moved to New Zealand in 1952 because they were sick of the rationing. In 1991 my husband and I moved to Australia. My fondest ...see more
I attended the Castle School, in 1966; sorry if you didn't looked like a Walker Brother, no chance. I am sure you ate my mum's school dinners, she was the cook. Good times, take care.
You may remember me as your Mum's Avon Lady in 1970; you lived in Clare Court. I have so many memories, some photos of Bell Street. Oh, as an after-thought I can remember, wait for it... sequence dancing. My uncle's were; David New and Ralph, my mum is Barbara. Getting old, if you want I could name everyone in Bell Street. The alopments, knew who watch out for! Please answer, so sorry about your Dad. Take Care, Diane Holford, aka Sally-Ann, (Diane is my real name).
The roundabout; the sweet shop - one of my first jobs. Before the M1 was built my friends grandparents lived in an apartment and we used to walk from Edgware to here, going past the Cripplidge (not sure of spelling) and the garden plots. There was a car dealership I think at the end of the shops. You could also get to Burnt Oak going from here.
I wonder if anyone remembers my grandfather, Cecil Johnstone? He lived at 22 Orchard Avenue, Acomb during the 1950's. He worked as a Hexham (Moffat's) bus driver, and his wife was called Maud (nee Dart). During the 50's Maud owned & operated the bus station Café, where most of the bus driver's and conductors spent their time between bus routes. She was his second wife; my grandmother died early, her name was Violet ...see more
I was actually born in Bushey but I grew up in Edgware. I always thought it a funny little town but in it's own way it was beautiful. The parks were beautiful and always had Rose Gardens and ponds to visit. Walking was a way of life and cars were far and few between. High Street had wonderful shops to stop and look at and the hustle and bustle of London had not reached it. The Green Shield House was the ...see more
My mum, who is now 74, has just told me she was evacuated to Pilton from Surbiton in 1944. Mum remembers Mrs Eaterbrook and some very well-to-do ladies who were part of a Guild, linked with disabled people in Paddington (where her disabled father had been brought up). Mum remembers the church and walking across the fields from the farm cottage in which she was ...see more
I have not made any memories about Treowen yet, but I do intend to..My family tree shows William Jones of Treowen as my 12th great grandfather..How cool is that! I am currently looking for any info to further confirm this..I would love to visit this incredible home and know for sure..Anyone with info please, I will be watching this site for it..Thanks and can't wait for my visit to Wales..
In 1939 my brother and school friends were evacuated to the village and were taken in by local families; my first being Miss Lane who had the big house opposite the Crosskeys, however four boys were too much for her and we were split up. I went to Mrs Easter as a stop gap, next I draw a veil over, then finally to my great joy a real sanctuary with Tom and Daisy Joslin and daughters, Joan and Breyl, at what was ...see more
In 1958 when I was 3 year old, we moved from a small flat on the London Road, near the bank where my father was branch manager (TSB), to Belton Road off Church Hill. I watched our new house being built on a sloping plot of land. My parents lived in that same house until their recent peaceful deaths. The roads around Church Hill became my childhood play places, especially on long summer days - often in large plots of ...see more
Does anyone remember the Pine Trees campsite at Bordon? My Dad and his family grew up there but I can't find anything out about it. I would be grateful of any memories. Thanks, Rachel (nee Devanney).
Wow, what a surprise to see this place on here! Hi lads, it's brought some memories back and (sorry about the spelling - should've listened to the staff ha,ha). Hope you are all doing well and in good health. I really miss that place. I've seen a few of you over the years; some I remember, others I don't. Does anybody have any photos? Look not a big writer so with that to all I remember and I don't..good ...see more
Hi, my name is Margaret Henderson (nee Percy). I lived in Westerham, Kent but worked in the Croydon Model Laundry. I used to travel by bus to Croydon every day from Westerham and then walked down Surrey Street markets to the laundry; you turned left at the bottom of Surrey Street (BHS was on the corner on the right), the laundry was further along on the right, near a bridge. I loved going down the markets in the ...see more
Born in East Ham in 1943. We are 4 sisters. Favourite place was Central Park after school each day. Playing rounders or on the swings with the Parkie blowing his whistle after 10 mins to get off for the next lot to get on. Sunday mornings on the mini golf instead of Sunday school money we went there, mum never knew. She is still going strong 100 years this December, lived in East Ham all her life. Playing down the cellers ...see more
The lady on the left is Mrs Bowen; I am the youngest daughter of Mr and Mrs Bowen, and mum and dad owned the shop until about 1961, I think. I have many memories of the square as it was known, here the Hunt would meet up sometime before Christmas, the hounds mingling with the horses and their riders rigged out in crimson...made an awful din. I also remember walking up the High Street in the winter with snow ...see more
We stayed at a clifftop house called Mill Meadow. Once we parked the car behind the wooden double gates, there was a pine-tree lined steep hill that led to the house and then to cliffs. I remember that pine smell when we arrived. From the terraced garden lined with abundant red fuschia hedges in front of the house, led a path down many steps, that got steeper, and led to the small beach. The last few steps ...see more
Me and my brother went to this home around 1954. I would be 7 and he would be 9; we went on the train from Rochdale. I remember mother giving my older brother 2 half crowns - 5 bob for sweets to last a fortnight. I also remember watching someone peeling tats by putting them in a big drum with sharp edges and turning it like a mangle. Unfortunately, I also remember climbing the steps on the slide in the play area and falling ...see more
I lived at Doxford Farm from l948 to l954, my dad worked on the farm and we lived in one of the cottages that is still there today. The farmer's name was Archie Turnbull. My best friend was Kathleen who also lived in one of the cottages, her dad was the postman and we would sometimes get rides in his van. I went to Ellingham School and had to walk over fields to get to the road near the gamekeeper's house then ...see more
My uncle, Elwyn Bowen, was born in Spring Gardens on 16 July 1913. He is 100 years old this year and still alive and sprightly and living in Tenby.
I was born at 258 Furlong Road in 1944. I lived there with my mum and gran for 5 years till we moved over to Purston Featherstone in 1950. My gran was called Elsie Nowell, the years we spent there were wonderful...I always classed Bolton-Upon-Dearne my home. I would love it if I had a photo of that part of Furlong Road. They called the street Packies, there was a shop 2 or 3 doors down from gran's it was ...see more
My mother was born in this house in 1904. I know her family lived here in 1901 but I'm not sure if they were there in 1907 when this photograph was taken. I think they lived in the left side of the house - which now seems to have been demolished.
My wife Ann lived at 134 Preston Road, sadly no longer a 4 bedroom house. She moved there in 1962 and we both lived with her parents when we married in 1966; before we moved to our own home in 67. I remember that sometimes, before we married, if I missed a bus or train I would have to walk home to Camrose Avenue, Queensbury, it took about an hour. In the picture shown was a sweet shop on the right side just before the ...see more
Remember The Blue Cap. Remember the King, Queen & Princess Margaret coming to the Royal Show. Also so I think it was Princess Elizabeth visiting Callington (I don't think she was Queen), there is a photo of that visit in the Town Hall.
Rita Curtis
(Nee Hand)
Evacuation - September 3rd 1939
The government decided that mothers and children should be moved to the countryside away from areas at risk from bombing. On the 3rd, parents and children all gathered at their local schools; we went to Saint Joseph’s Primary School. Some parents didn’t accompany their children and they were with teachers. We were all given labels with our name on them, tin mugs ...see more
I vaguely remember the bad winter when snow was still laying in June, black snow where people had thrown ash onto paths and roads. There were holes cut into the banks of snow so people could cross the roads. Then in the early 50's, the weekly trip with barrow to the gasworks in Pier Road for a load of coke 'cos we couldn't afford coal. Saturday morning pictures at the Grand or Odeon cinema's I recall getting day ...see more
I'm a born & bred Countesthorpe lass & spent my first 16 years of life enjoying the village very much before moving on to pastures new. I lived just across the road from the post office.
I spent many happy hours in the late 1940's rowing on the Knap Lake. At the time I
was living in what was then called Cold Knap Farm (now Cole Farm), my father being the gardener to the owners of the White House. I lived there from birth to my marriage in 1959 and my parents moved out in the late 1960's when my father retired.
I was born in Coedybrain Rd in 1948 and my family moved to School St. I remember going to the school until I was 6, when we moved away to a new housing estate. The school had a stuffed squirrel in a glass case. I was in the nursery class where we had a nap every afternoon wrapped in blankets. School milk was lined up on the hot pipes in winter, and I hated it! I always missed my grandparents and was never happier than ...see more
73,Birch Road is where I lived from 1960 onwards. My family moved there in 1960 and I went to George Road School in 1962 during the coldest winter ever. The toilets used to freeze which was great as we would get time off as the toilets were outside. In 1964 I went to St Johns School and my teachers were; Mrs Ruddock, Mrs Want and Mr Sharp, the latter was my favourite. I used to go to Saturday morning pictures ...see more
Thay say that everyone remembers where they were when the news came out that President Keneddy had been shot. Well this is where I was; Friday night was dance night at the youth club and I remember the only topic of conversation was about the shooting of JFK and how it was obviously the Russians and that it would lead to a war, such was the knowledge of us 15 year olds!
Once a year the ...see more
I learnt to swim in the old Castle Street Baths. The old changing cubicles were a nightmare as the "wash" from the pool always resulted in wet socks!
My memories of Cefn Fforest were of Whitson marches in your new clothes and having sore feet where your new sandles rubbed your feet raw. Along with 'Thomas The Milk' was Pughs Farm who had a horse and cart delivering the milk - my parents would send me out to collect the milk in a jug - this was before the milk bottles came into being. Also the police station where Sgt Church and 'Brace the Bobby' put the ...see more
I remember Lampton Park very well, I lived on the Sutton Lane estate and used to often walk down Hart Road to the park, past the prefabs and through the alley. I attended Wellington Primary School and Spring Grove Central and we used to have the annual sports day in the park. Great times.
Does anybody remember Shepherd St, Bow? The Widows Son pub used to stand on the corner(famous for its hot cross bun legend) The reason for my interest is my father lived there as a boy & he never knew anything of his past, being adopted as a baby. The family who adopted him were the Pryer family & I knew them as my grandparents. I can't remember the house number but it was a very small street. My dad ...see more
I remember summers in Wallasey Village being absolutely glorious as a kid. I used to live in Green Lane, and during the summer holidays,Ii and my friends worked on the market gardens, from early in the morning until mid afternoon, we would then race down to the sea front to the Derby Bathing Pool; either paying to get in with our hard earned, weed pulling cash, or sneak under the wire off the golf course. The ...see more
I am looking for some further information regarding my family history in Stroud. This is all a stab in the dark! I am led to believe that my grandfather (Raymond Frederick Spencer), owned a bootmaking business either in 'Acre Street' located on the corner adjacent to Castle Street where they lived (No.1), or the business could have been located elsewhere in the centre of town?
We were raised in a pit house on Springfield (sometimes 'Avenue') near the far end of Ings Lane, in the fifties. It was a small street, only 6 houses. 2 or 3 keys would open both front and back doors (and the coal-house) of the whole street; but you hardly ever locked the door anyway. Often our small 'gang' walked over the lane towards Broomhill where there was a small wood. We would pinch a ...see more
I hated that school; remember the 'Black Crow?' We were all stood there in our sick mustard colour, she would sweep down in the all black gown, together with the bloody hat on her head. Bye the way; my mum was the school cook, as a result was booted out. Oh well, s..t happens, take care,love Diane, ignore tag.
I lived in Millwood Road and went to Chatsworth Infants and Juniors. I remember going to the clinic for treatment for a pidgeon chest, mum took a photo of me wearing my goggles; it was also used for asthma or chest complaints. I also had to bang a pair of cymbals a lot and remember going for vaccinations there - I used to scream the place down! The smell was enough to set me off. Then we would go to Rainbows ...see more
In 1950 I lived with my parents in Church House - the partially obscured building on the right. Except for three years during the war I lived there from 1938 to 1958. I remember the spire of the church being struck by lightning (in 1944,I think) and it catching fire. At the far end of Church Platt was a small car park for the White Hart where I used to play endless games of football with my friends. I ...see more
Does anyone remember Shepherd Street in Bow? The Widow's Son pub was on the corner (famous for its hot cross buns legend). The pub is still there but the road is now warehouses of some kind. I ask because my father lived down this short road as a child, his name Edward Pryer. Does this name ring a bell with anyone? They say, if you were born within the sound of Bow bells that you are a cockney.......my dad used ...see more
I lived in Whitfield Place one street down from The Queens Hall picture house later called The Queens Dance Hall; also danced in The Kingsland, The Legion beside the Park Mikes, Byrne Ave and many others. I remember the club over Burton's - it was called The Craftsmans. Those days in Birkenhead were such happy days, I knew almost everyone in that area and most of the people in St Andrews Square mostly ...see more
