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My nicest memories of Coalville was when my grampy (Ray Weeks) used to take me to the Labour Club from when I was about 5 till I was about 11. I remember walking over the two bridges near the Co-op to the Labour Club to play dominos with the pensioners, and a lovely lady called Mary doted on me. Then after that he would take me to The Greyhound pub for a cottage pie while he sipped a sherry or 5. Loved it though, ...see more
I lived in Collyhurst Flat at no 10 Foyners Dr. Went to the Albert Memorial School. My nan had a shop in Thorton St, name Fanny Rayner. Knew a lot of people are the cooper Jimmy and Pat, it was nice to hear of Linda Whalen I remember David Lane's mother went in my nan's shop.
I am tracing my mum's side of the family. My mum was born off Grafton St. Her dad was Albert Edward Gray, her mum, Jane Gray formally Fury, her dad was John Fury, her mum Sarah Fury formally Bell. I'm unable to go back any further. I've tried to obtain John and Sarh Fury's marriage cert. Gro can not find anything. My name is Brian James and I live in South Wales and would be grateful for any info.
It is lovely to read all of the memories of those of you who lived in Greenford. I moved there in 1952 when my parents (Herbert and Mary Warman) took over The Bridge Hotel. We were there till 1972. No fly over then to obscure my view from my bedroom! and yes there was a blue police box outside as someone mentioned. I saw The Rolling Stones at The Granada and Lula who was asked to leave our pub as she was under age! I am still in contact with old friends.
My mum, Pamela and her husband, Arthur Barnett lived in Southam in the early 50's. They had a daughter named Yvonne who was adopted by a close friend of my mum's. I am desperately trying to locate Yvonne whose name may have changed. She is my sister. If anyone can help, please contact me. Thank you. Susan Wines. email susancalwin@aol.com
Aside from teaching with a wonderful staff, brilliant headmaster, and receptive children I remember the ferry, and having fish and chips on the pier. Always a fond memory to go back to that time, as I met the love of my life, my soul mate that year!
My sister Joyce (who is 13 years older than me) was a Mario Lanza fan. When the film The Student Prince was showing at The Majestic (she was 22) and took me along each day to see it so that the boys wouldn't chat her up or pester her.
Hi I was born in 1936 in Five Locks Road just down from Bert Deacons's grocery shop. My mother was Kathleen (nee Bowen) and my father was Fred Williams the Barber in Pontnewydd village next to Ivy Horton's sweet shop and Milly Edmund's newspaper shop. Sid Short had his bicycle shop near the railway bridge and bank, and Mario Gazzi had his ice cream parlour/coffee shop next to the Bridge Pub. Gwyn Smith ...see more
The baptism of my dear husband in Holy Trinity Church on April 13, of 1947 by Vicar H. W. Thomas.
There were many very fond visits to the 'Sam and Herc', Elm Hill, the birth of our daughter, and our much loved home in Norwich.
In the early 50's my aunt lived in the cottages next to The Merry Fiddlers pub. I can remember standing on a chair and looking out a back window to see wrestling contests. As to the Merry Fiddlers ....when I was a teenager in the 60's I used to go with other mod friends to dance to all the latest music. I can remember a local Group called 'Shaun Buckley and the Breadcrumbs'.....(the name always made me laugh)). Lots of happy memories.
I remember walking from Woodhouse Road to the pool via Summers Lanes and the Ruff Locks as it was called, past the practice golf course. Spending days with my younger brother and sister and mum (my older sisters being at work), who would pack up a picnic and the blankets for what would be a day at the pool. I was as I got older, also in the St Johns Ambulance and spent many a weekend as a cadet on duty at the little hut ...see more
Enid Mary Adams' maiden name was Jones.
I recall another Newbridge cinema called the 'Grand' on the way to the Grammar School, down by the river. What a smashing place it was, but it burnt down after a short while - maybe it had something to do with that new blockbuster 'Quo Vadis'. I also, and my wife-to-be attended Greenfield Secondary Modern in the mid 50's, and recently bumped into some of our favourite teachers from those days - Terry Pike ...see more
My friend used to live in one of the small cottages on Nannygoats Common. I think there was a scrap metal merchant who also lived in same row, I think his name was Tiny Wakefield. Today flats and more flats dominate this area, the old junior school was pulled down to make way for 'progress'. I have happy memories of playing on the common, nowadays when passing through the area I look straight ahead, neither looking left nor right, I like to keep my happy memories intact!
My Wedding reception was in the rooms above the hotel by Martins Bank on 22 September 1956.
Would this be the same church where my Dagenham ancestors were baptised, married and buried between 1850s & 1920s or was there an earlier church? Is the church graveyard still there or was it relocated? It's my dream to visit someday ... even if the village is no more (so sad). I have many family ties to the area up til WW1 (Warrens & Kendricks to name two).Donna Henley (nee Warren) Ontario, Canada
Moved from the East End to Wigton Road in 1951. First memories; going to Romford market seeing the livestock by Laurie Hall. Playing in the woods behind Quarles, all types of street games. My best was book and skate belting down the street racing my mates. Loved it when the fair came to the park. Pea picking in Wingletye Lane, we use to put stones in the middle of the sacks to help make up the weight. All ...see more
I was lucky to be born in Littlehampton in Manning Road, before moving to Howard Road with my two brothers and two sisters. We have lots of memories about growing up on the river bank, west beach and the main beach, where we spent many hours. We went to Saturday morning pictures and the local clubs; cubs, brownies and St Johns. We moved to Whitelea Road, Wick after the death of our gran. We had great ...see more
My first memories of St Dennis, was to assemble in the village hall after our long train journey from London. Our prospective guardians were waiting to take individuals into their homes. My friend and myself were assigned to Mr and Mrs Richards of 33 Robartes Road. We had to thank God we were chosen by such wonderful guardians. After a period of time, we became involved with a farmer and his ...see more
I was born in Alton in 1945 went to St Johns Catholic School from 1950-61 and was taught by the nuns - I remember Sister Marie Theresa and Sister Peter. My dad's name was Fred and mum was Beattie. We use to shop at Byatts, bottom of high street and Co-op opposite, where my cousin Mary Watts worked. Just up from there was a shop ran by Miss Merley with the Police house opposite,Sergeant Gillman was there ...see more
I spent most of my summers camping in Bontddu at the camp site Tyddyn Du, with my Nan (Kate), Billy and my Aunts and Uncles. Every bank holiday and our two week holidays were spent there. Myself and my cousin Robert, must have walked every path, hill and track in the area. Lots of time spent in the Halfway House pub (hi Rachael). Walks up to the gold mine or catching fish in the estuary, rescuing people from the ...see more
Does anyone remember the swimming pool and cornfield at Purley Way, Waddon. I used to live in Goodwin Road. I also remember the orchard behind the cornfields where we rode our track bikes. I'm 72 years old now. Happy days....
My brother and I, were evacuated to Far Cotton from North London, in the early years of the war. Peter was about 10 years old and myself about 7 years. I don't recall much, except we stayed with Mr and Mrs Smith and infant daughter, Joy (?) in one of a row of terraced houses........
I hope this doesn´t distress anyone - that is not my intention, but does anyone recall the name of the young boy from east view who shot himself ? The reason I ask is, that for many years I lived and played there and hung out with him now and again down Bridge Street, but I never remember his name for the life of me. I live abroad now, but am visiting my valley for the first time in nearly thirty years and I ...see more
I started work at the Hampshire Chronicle offices in the High Street as a cub reporter in the early 1960's under the benign eye of Monica Woodhouse and news editor 'Jock' Coutts. It was a great place to be - we reported on every court from magistrates to assizes, every council from parish to county, we did passing-out parades at the Green Jackets barrracks. Winchester has a cathedral, a public school, a prison ...see more
My mother-in-law, went to school with the actor John Mills, whose father was headmaster of the village school. In later years she helped to run a market garden with her husband in nearby Browston Green, and sold vegetables and fruit twice a week on Yarmouth market.
Ham Hill was a magical place to explore - but dangerous too, because of all the old quarry workings. Westland Aircraft even took over one of the quarries to test jet-propelled rotors for helicopters! But the old place has been tidied up now and provides a great panorama of the surrounding area, especially from the memorial. Nearby is the outlines of an old Iron Age fort which Grandad used to call 'The Frying Pan' because of its circular shape.
We lived in St Michaels Avenue, just a short distance up the hill from St Mikes - and I attended Pen Mill Primary, which was a little way down the hill from this church. Our morning assemblies were held in the church hall, which had a magnificent clock tower. It chimed the hours and quarters - very handy if you were in the garden and wanted to know the time (no-one wore a watch while tending the garden). At Pen Mill ...see more
l was born in Dean Street in 1963 to Ann Thrasher. My nan and grandad were Rose and Charlie Thrasher. My mum had three sisters; Chris, Audrey, Margaret and a brother, Ted. We lived at 35 Dean Street - my dad, was Eric Peter Freeman. l would like to know more about my dad.
The Roundabout use to be a popular place for me to go, it was a public house just a short distance from the Wakefield Jail. I was somewhat surprised on chatting to one man at the bar (I was somewhat interested where he lived) he smiled in such a way that I found it hard to believe when he told me that he lived in the biggest mansion within the whole of Wakefield which had hundreds of rooms and big gate. He was ...see more
I worked at The Pleasaunce from 1958 - 1961. My memories of wonderful Christmas house parties, and 'tradesmens' parties on New Years Day when all the tradesmen who had any contact with the Pleasaunce over the year, were invited. I remember Mrs Dennis and the boiling of the crabs in her kitchen, which was directly opposite the gardener's cottage (Mr Neave, the gardener lived there) now the bungalow. The ...see more
The house with the bay window (31A) used to belong to my grandparents, Albert and Ivy Harrison, and the front room was used as a shop until my nan moved into number 37. I can't remember the exact year but my parents, Derek and Phyllis bought it after my nan moved across the river. It was the family home for many years for the Meikle family - my parents, myself and my two brothers and two sisters. Many a happy hour was spent in that house
My grandmother Doris Palmer, lived in Craft Cottage which is right next to the pump. We spent all our family holidays there during the 50's and 60's. Granny was a war widow and she worked in Adams tobacconist, which was on the corner of Church Street. She had a whippet called Jimmy and there was a lodger called Mr Herbert, who worked at the butchers in the High Street. A treat was to go and watch him make sausages. ...see more
l have a postcard of this view which is dated Oct 11th 1904. ln which the sender write's about just moving into a house that is facing one of the houses on the left which had just been recently built and so does not appear on this photo. On the right of the photo you can see the tower that was part of the post office building which was opened in December 1902. So maybe the photo was taken in 1903 rather then 1902.
I'm sure that at some time in my youth there was a milk parlour on the left corner of this picture. Mum would treat us after shopping and we could look for the bus to Wychbold, as we drank. They did lime flavour which I hardly see anymore. This building is now a library and used to be a cinema -would need to confirm dates. Over the road to the right, is the Raven Hotel. The hunts used to leave from their carpark ...see more
The Crown, when I was a child was owned by my Aunty Denny's family. She married my Uncle Terry and they later ran The Firs at Dunhampstead, where I worked through my teen years. My late grandad Joseph Forster (mum's side), was the caretaker at the Crown and he also used to take care of the donkeys that lived in the field behind. He kept racing pigeons in a huge aviary down there, as well as ...see more
My grandmother lived in St Mary's Street with the lovely church on the corner. Her name was Mabel Horsefall (second marriage) first married name 'Mitton', maiden name Scott. My mother was Doris MItton. I would be about seven years old and can remember the church bells and the sound of the milk float on the cobbles. I used to go to a little shop for a bottle of sterilized milk. How nice to see a photo of the church. I remember it had eleven bells. Happy Days
I was stationed at Wattisham during the period 1954/55 as an Inst: Mech. Flying at the time was Mk: 8 Meteors of 257 & 263 Sqdn's. I well remember the first Hunter to arrive, but not the exact date. The aircraft taxied and parked between 3 & 4 Hanger's and we all gathered around to admire it. After a short time smoke was seen coming from the underside and we realised that the aircraft was in fact, ...see more
Born in Dulwich in 1947, I spent all my remembered youth living at 52, Wyatt Park Road, next door to a Jewish family. One door down lived Graham? Field. As a youngster, I regularly went to see Batman and Flash Gordon in the ABC/Regal? cinema most Saturday mornings. I went to Hitherfield Primary School and, like Paul Chandler knew Tweedy who lived at the top of the hill in which the ...see more
I was born in my grandma's house in Church St, didn't have a number in those days, when it did it was #13, which was good because I was born on the 13th. I enrolled at the Gamlingay Old School in 1946 in Miss Cades class then Miss Almonds and Mrs Arnolds followed by Mr Ashton which took me up to my 11 birthday. It was the days of school dinners and outside toilets. Many school mates that I ...see more
My name is Steven Lewis and I was born at 2 Reeves Lane Stainton Le Vale in 1957. I had 3 older brothers at the time and my father worked for Keys Farm. We lived there for about a year before moving to Grimsby.
Having just looked at the street view on Google Maps, I wonder if the shop was at number 52 and not 55. Number 52 seems to have some newer brickwork on the front where the shop door and window used to be. The shop was definitely on the right-hand side of Norfolk Road as you approached the canal wall and Nobby, my temporary playmate, lived on the other side of the road. Can anyone confirm ?
When we lived at the Fox Hotel (opposite Three Bridges Station), Mrs Turner, who was the retired station mistress (and still lived in the station house), used to catch the evening train to us, spend a couple of hours in the "private" bar and return home on the last train; This was almost every weekday evening; She always amused me as she reminded me of "Grandma" in the Giles cartoons.
One of my earliest memories was walking to the shops with my mother. We passed along a road called Kingstanding Road, there were a lot of men mending the road and I asked my mother about them as I had not seen them before, she hurried me past them and as we got further away from the workmen she said they were German POW's cleaning up the mess their bombers had made. Apparently they were billetted in Sutton Park for a ...see more
My mum's family did live in Dean Street, Nan (Rose) and Charlie Thrasher. They were at 35 Dean St with 1 son and 4 daughters, Ted, Ann, Chris, Margaret and Audrey. My father was Eric Peter Freeman. l would love to know anything about they and my dad as l don't know anything about my dad.
Hi, I served my apprenticeship at L.E. Westwood (now Kingsbury Printers) at Kingsbury Green, behind the garage and car sales yard, 1949-1955. Prior to that, as a boy, I worked at United Dairies, helping the milkman (Mrs Eaton). For all day Saturday I used to get the princely sum of sixpence, talk about slave labour! I recall on one Saturday whilst collecting the milk money a chap gave me two one pound notes ...see more
I was about 6 years old when I was a patient in the Cottage Hospital when a bomb was dropped nearby. I can only remember being carried to the safety of the air raid shelter by a nurse and that next morning we found that most of the windows had been shattered. It had dropped far enough away for no one to be hurt in the hospital. Oddly enough I have quite pleasant memories of my stay there, of having our ...see more
As a family we moved to Prestwood approx' 1958, because from here I went straight to the Misbourne school at Gt Missenden aged 11. We had great times and tough times here. Life was not that easy. My parents both worked hard to provide for us, we were 5 boys and 1 girl. My dad provided a stationery engine for the Chequers public house so that the then owner could cut logs for his open fires. Biggest employer was ...see more
I attended the small village school which was located a bit behind the George Hotel. The school was on a corner with a small park across the road. A vaguely victorian stone building .... and an incongruous copy of a Bernini sculpture in the little park. Could not locate it on any maps and it looks as if later roads have been pushed through the site. Many happy memories of my childhood and of passing ...see more
My mother was born in Denbigh Infirmary in 1947. Her father was Kenneth TONG & her mother was called Ceridwen (known as Ceri). She had 4 sisters & 2 brothers. In the 1940s my grandparents were living at The Green in Denbigh. Does anybody know this area?? Also Ceri's mother Margaret lived in Ivy House in Henllan St in late 1950s, and her son William (Bill) lived in Henllan St.
I was born in 1933. My family lived in Nansen Street, Salford until 1939, when we moved to 27 Winster Ave off Littleton Rd where I attended St Sebastian School off Whit Lane througout the war. In 1947, by the Grace of God, I won a scholarship which gave me entry to JTS, Junior Technical school, within the Royal Technical College. The first year was hell for a kid coming from a Catholic ...see more
Wonderful happy days with all the family on holiday and the dogs, boozy nights for the adults at the pub, plenty of vimto and crisps and money for the bingo for us. Stayed in the Marrams in a bungolow which sadly got buried under the sand. We thought we were in paradise having a week at Hemsby.
Will always remember the Monday nights with Howard Platts disco such happy memories of young love.
I have beautiful childhood memories of Lenwade as I was born there and lived there for 4 years. Lots of my family lived here and my father worked at Banhams farm from age 14. Mum and Dad got married at the lovely church in Lenwade. My aunties uncles and cousins lived there, and nan and grandad. My sister went to the village school. Later in years, after we left, we would visit most weekends. We still go for ...see more
My grandparents moved from Whitley Bay to Ainstable in 1948 when my grandfather retired (Jack and Kate Storey). My parents moved with them, and then took the Red Lion at Gamblesby in 1952 (Jack and Ethel Storey). I had a very dear friend, Margaret Wilson, who lived next door with family James (married Vera Westgarth), Janet, Bill, Gwen, Malcolm and Kenneth. I went to the village school, then to Penrith Grammar ...see more
I lived in Garrett Lane between 1949/1959. I had a newspaper round in Martins (they had a one legged budgie called Everest), and a Saturday job in Creedy's. I loved going to Smallwood Junior School, Mr Holland was my favourite teacher and my best friend lived in Rostella Road, Ann, whose mum had frequent migraines. I have very fond memories of racing my ball bearing scooter, playing "two balls" and skipping and ...see more
PETER BUTTERWORTH; He was married to Janet Brown, the comedianne; They moved later to a large property in Old Ifield village, near to where there was a Doctor Barnados home;
I remember Barkers well, I used to play with one of the sons of the brothers that ran it; I bought my first adult bicycle from them (a Triumph, which I think was part of Raleigh). One of the family ran the taxi firm outside the station and was I think, captain of Three Bridges Cricket Club.
I too remember playing by the River Mole; great excitement when we found what we thought was a dead scorpion on the riverbank. When they we building the Three Bridges estate, they had a narrow gauge railway for moving stuff around. We used to ride on this evening & weekends after the builders had gone home! My Parents ran the Fox Hotel close to the river.
Being able to cross the road into orchards and fields that went right up to Ockendon Station was wonderful. We made camps there and stayed out all day. The May trees we climbed were small enough for kids but high enough for excellent look outs. Annifer Woods was great for run outs, making bows and arrows and blackberry picking. We would go to The Rec in Ockendon Village to play and picnic. Happy days.
Yes, I was there around 56/59 ish. My last name was COAD, boy how I hated that name. Most of my memories of this place WAS HELL. The guy running this place was called Padbury, he was a God fearing mother, oh how I really wish he was alive today, I would beat the living daylights out of him. The guy was wicked to us kids. This is the life I remember. We was forced to go to church twice on every ...see more
Oh how I looked forward to my holidays at Rogerson Hall. Everyone entered into the spirit of having a great time, Friday evening was camp show night when the campers put on a show. We never sat back waiting to be entertained, we all mucked in to make our holiday great. Janet
My parents ran the George and Dragon. I can just about remember the place, but I do remember my brother and I sitting in a paddling pool aged 5 and 1 throwing water over the balcony. Our misfortune was it was over the front door. The old pub seemed huge to me then, I remember learning to cycle in the bar. I went to school nearby(?) and I had to cross a cobbled street with tram tracks. ...see more
It was in 1958 when I was just 5 years old that my mum, dad, 3 brothers (John, Les and Robert) and younger sister Barbara went to live in Collin Green Farm. For the next 5 years it was absolutely brilliant. I started school at Burtonwood where I met a girl who was to be a life long friend, Rosemary Atkinson. This being a small village we, as a family, got to know everyone living there. We had a ...see more
I was born in Runnymede Gardens, near the Bridge Hotel and Greenford roundabout in 1939. I remember Spitfires flying from Northolt and a V1 rocket that (I think) hit part of Glaxo laboratories in 1944. I was in the garden, aged 5, when that flew over. VE night was also memorable, as was the subsequent street party in the back alley behind Runnymede Gardens. I can recall a bonfire with an effigy of Hitler in ...see more
The fountain and the swimming baths were the responsibility of my uncle, George Ashworth, who for many years was Chief Engineer for Bacup Borough water works.
I went to Astwell Hall with 17 other members of Heatham House Youth Centre and at the time was friendly with one of my female colleagues.  In Torquay I was attracted to the girl who organized the trip and we started dating and were married in 1953 and next year celebrate 60 years.  I am so sad that the hotel is no longer there.  We emigrated to Australia in 1969 with our two children and I am at present ...see more
My Bailiff ancestors came from Askham. My g.g. grandfather Christopher's sister, Elizabeth, 1801, married William Henry Leech, 1795, whose father John Langton Leech, 1761, died in Askham and was the Vicar at Askham. Christopher's sister Ann, 1813, born at Askham and married Henderson Wilson, 1812, born Askham. His relative, Rowland was a publican of the Punch Bowl in Askham. William and Elizabeth Leech went to ...see more
I was nearly 8 years old. My mom and dad had the paper shop at 101 Wood Lane. I used to play all day in summer, in the fields opposite the shop. There is a housing estate there now. It was the third field my pals and I liked and I think it is still there. It had a stream at the bottom and a big tree with a big branch which hung over the stream. One day we had to stay up the tree for ages because the cows came down for a drink and we were scared.
I was born in coronation year 1953 at the Annie McCaul Hospital in Jeffreys Road, Clapham. I grew up at 20 Plato Road, just off the Acre Lane in Brixton in the 50s and early 60s. What a fantastic time it was. I fondly remember it with great affection as the golden era when Brixton was Brixton. My cousin also lived in Plato Road, further down the street, how we looked forward to Saturday morning. We had ...see more
My grandad, William Gent, was born in the old police station in Station Lane in 1915. My relatives lived in the lane at the time. And we now know why we are drawn to this town.
After the WW 2 there as a club in the hall where we played badminton, chess etc. Does anyone remember this?
I had a fantastic childhood living in Sale Moor. I suppose one of my most vivid memories was selling the evening paper "Empire News" from the front of the Temple Inn to the crowds attending the Warwick Picture house on Temple Road junction with Northenden Road. It used to cost twopence halfpenny and the customer almost always said to keep the change. I also worked for POP Wilkinson at the dairy on Marsland Road until I was 19 years old. A great place to live with so many happy memories.
Can anybody remember when they released a lot of goldfish here and there was some sort of prize given, I was only a little boy and can just about remember all my family being there.
I attended Brownrigg for the winter term of 1953/54; I was in Tyne dorm and our dorm master was a Mr Robson (no relation), his wife also taught at the school. Mr Walsh was the Headmaster and if I remember rightly Collin Wilkinson from Bedlington was, I think, the school Captain. Another lad, Eric Tait from Holy Island, I think went for football trials for England Boys. We went home for the Xmas holidays, but I ...see more
Worked in Graces shop with Betty Ellis (now Rowlands) and Philis Williams (now Evans) until I married in 1947 at St. Johns in Rhosymedre. I was Ruby Roberts and my sister was called Joan. We lived in Browns Lane, Cefn with our mum Daisy. My Grandad was known as Jim the Drummer although his real name was James Thomas Roberts and I don't know why he had this name. Fredie, Brian, Graham and Robert Roberts were my cousins. Do any of these names ring a bell?
My mum and dad moved to haverhill when I was just 6mths old. I went to school at Burton End School. Ii remember there was many of us in that school - most of kids came from London. Then I went to Castle Middy School, which was so big from the little school down the road. Then I went to Castle Manor School which I went there for two days and the other three I went to other school Bury St. Em's which I had to go there ...see more
Started at Salfords School, in Woodhatch Road, lived in Mill House Estate (later named Copsleigh Ave.). Loved Miss Licence, our first year teacher, she was the kindest teacher I have ever Known. The picture of the school is great, what a shame that the traffic incresed and wrecked the whole thing, can remember in later years having to wait up to 20 minutes to get out across the road, or go down to the village and turn around there.
I have found out my gt gt grandfather ran the New Inn in Brighstone. His name was Job Hawker, his wife was Lucy, she was a Gillingham. I know his residence was the New Inn at the time of his death in 1924. I also have many postcards of Brighstone and Newport around the 1900s.