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I can remember waiting at Ashley Down Station for the steam train; towels,swim suits and picnic in big beach bags. The journey was an adventure every time, the smell of the smoke and the old carriages. Pushing your head out of the window with a a leather strap to keep it open. Feeling the wind in your hair, mum nagging about getting things in your eyes! The excitement as the train pulls into the station the ...see more
I lived at 72 Farndale Avenue and went to Winchmore Hill School. We used to spend all our summers at the swimming pool in Barrowell Green , My surname was Hall.
My Parents used to run one of the shops in the village ( Mr and Mrs Wenham). It was Pankhurst Stores before - I understand it is now two houses. I havent been to Flimwell for a very long time I expect things have changed alot.
I am researching for the local museum and I would be interested to hear from anyone with memories of old Lymington food shops, pubs, farms, and sea fishing.
Do you have any recollections or connections with any of these aspects of local life?
I am particularly interested in Lymington food shops/cafes/restaurants and pubs - as far back as you can remember.
Thanks.
I remember Feltham Avenue very well, I grew up there with my younger brothers. I remember playing on the avenue with the other children that lived there, my brother and his friend "borrowing" garden gnomes from elderly residents . The miners strike, we all went to each others houses to tell spooky tales by candle light, the flooded River Thames just reaching the end of the road, parties, pet shows to raise money for the Puffin Club, drama group and Mr Bexham dressing up as Father Christmas.
This is actually my father's memory, told to me as I am researching our family history. My father, Douglas March, grew up in Plumpton Green from 1931 - 1944. He lived with his parents and sister, at a house called Hilltop, at the top of the main road until about 1941-42, when a parachute bomb damaged the house. The family moved further back down into the village to a house called Fir Croft, ...see more
My husband, Edward Hoggett, remembers a Liberator crashing on the school road close to Claremont Hall, there were no survivors. He was a very young boy at that time but we don't seem to be able to find any information on this, just wondered if anyone out there could help, Mrs B Hoggett.
In Kelly's directory, 1923, it shows a Joseph Parkinson as a confectioner, living at 123 Caerau Road, Caerau. I think this may be my Grandad who previously lived in Swansea where my father and aunt were born. Joseph was then a builder but by the time my parents were married he is listed as a baker and confectioner.
Does anyone have memory of Joseph, or his wife Agnes Jane? Or indeed of my father, Norman and his sister Annie? My parents died young and I have no idea about Dad's background.
I moved to Silverdale from Bradford in 1945/6 at the end of the war, with my father, Leslie Waddington, and my grandmother Mary Waddington. We bought Swiss Cottages down Townsfield from Tommy Taylor the joiner for £1100, with three quarters of an acre of land and the sufferance footpath which still connects Townsfield to St John's Church.
I left Silverdale in November 1949 to join the Fleet Air ...see more
Perhaps someone will correct me on the year. It was the year when Billy Graham was doing the crusade within the Ipswich football stadium. Many times I'd pass my time away at the docks. I would fish for eels or any fish that would take a bite. One day, a man with his two sons and one daughter came to do some fishing - although they had fishing gear they had no idea on how to tackle up. I was to help them ...see more
We Davies` lived at 406 Penn Road. My mother Sarah used to be caretaker at Penn Congregational Church and worked also for Miss Dorothy Tweedie whose house `The Crest ` was on the corner of Pennhouse Avenue and is still there. We lived in the cottages, 2 up 2 down, with an outside lav down the garden. This lay back off the road between the post office, run by Miss Roden, and the second row of ...see more
I lived with my parents in Southborough until I was 17 years old. My Gran also lived quite near to us. My dad and all his brothers and sisters went to St. Peters School on the common. So did my older brother and two young sisters. I can well remember my first long walk there, all the way down Manor Road, past Holden Pond, where we often used to take our jam jars to try to colect tadpoles, (Mrs. Petty used ...see more
I arrived in Halton in 1957 age 6 .My memories are the shops and pubs in Halton. Harold fish shop was the most popular fish shop in Halton. There was Halton Institute where I went to dancing class, Miss Fraser ran it - she produced shows. It kept me out of mischief and being a shy child it helped alot. The three pubs were known as top ole, middle ole and bottom ole - otherwise the Woodman, Travellers (and at ...see more
My grandparents lived in Kings Place, Bukhurst Hill, Florence and William Street. I stayed a lot with them and always remember the toy shop at the bottom of Queens Road, its name I can't recall. There used to be a full train set in the window. There was a slot in the doorway where you put a penny in and the train used to go round. It was just magic and everytime I went with Nan to the shops she generously gave me a penny.
When I used to come down to Shelsley I used to stay with my Nan at New Mill Bridge until she sold the shop and moved to Birmingham where she stayed with her eldest daughter May Bennet and her family. Later, she came to stay with my mom and dad,
After she left Shelsley I used to cycle down and stay with my cousin Marjorie Anderson [She was Auntie May Bennet's eldest child}. Whilst the City school holidays never ...see more
I was born at the Louise Margaret Hospital at Aldershot while my father was RSM at Longmoor, then of course the home of the well known Longmoor Military Railway. I was christened at the St Martin's Garrison Church. Last time I visited Longmoor the site of the church was just grass but with the trees still standing that were around it, it may have changed again since. Dad was RSM there from 1950 to ...see more
I was born in Salford, one of six children to Edith Casey and Ken Casey, their other children consisted of Linda, Alan, Barry, Ken, Paul and of course myself. We lived at number 50 Bury Street which was off Ellor Street. My dad worked at Greengate and Irwell. In those days I can remember playing in the streets, making boogies out of a plank of wood and four pram wheels and a bit of rope to stear it. In those ...see more
Every Easter and Spring Bank Holiday Monday (Whitsun as we used to call it) our youth club from Hatch End's St Anselms Church organised a ramble. In 1963 we had a splendid hike starting from Chalfont and Latimer station with our first stop just up the road at the Sugar Loaf Inn!
These were popular activities for many years and I fondly remember so many ...see more
Yes I used to walk from the Lump, with Micky, Idris, Arthur Cartwright, Brian Merredith, Neville Shone and more. One of us would pay and some of us try to crawl past the little pay window and get in for free. Great memories.
I lived in the detached house as you go up the Oven Hill. My days in Birch Vale were care free and a great place to grow up. We left when I was18 to live in Romiley, nr Stockport. I then thought it was the end of the world to leave my beloved Birch Vale. I will always have great memories, as all my cousins and auntys lived around the area. It was the best childhood anyone could wish for. I miss it very much. Some day I may go back - who knows?
I understand that the Inn is due to reopen tonight after an extensive refit.
I am glad Mr Johnson has happy memories of Carter's Cafe. My father and mother, ran this for many years and I remember Mrs Johnson well. My father, and three more Carter generations were all Bradford market people. The other three generations being in the wholesale at St James's market. Somewhere, I have one old photo of some of the St James's tenants of around 1914, if anybody is interested. It was a shame that ...see more
In 1955, my mother was hired as a housekeeper for Mrs Pam Spanogh, a polio victim in a wheelchair. It was for me, a five year old, the most idyllic time of my life and my memories of this part of my life is as clear as if yesterday. I started school at Miss Knapps in a little row house down near the pond. People called Daniels had the store at the junction of all the roads. ...see more
I have lived in the parish of Warmfield-cum-Heath practically all my life,and attended the now very 'dilapidated' local school. I still live in the parish, and have very fond memories of Warmfield. Much has changed! I used to play in Crowthers barn with Kathleen, and watch the cows being milked and cooled, although the guard dog always scary. Miss Kappes, was the head of the school and Mrs Wilby the ...see more
My grandad, Christopher Jeffrey had the donkeys on the Greensward by Clacton Bowling Club and I remember in 1951 when I was nine years old being given a ride on his donkeys.This postcard brings back happy memories of that long ago visit to my fathers parents. My grandfather had quite a few brothers and sisters, and my dad Ted Jeffrey, often told me stories about them .
I lived and went to Biddick Junior School, very close to here. I believed at the time, it was Brady Square (not Brady's) but learned later that it was named Brady's Square because the newsagent's shop there was originally 'Brady's'.
Born in 1943 and living in 'Washington Station' (now Columbia). I remember watching horses being shod here many times, when I was a child. I still remember the fierce heat from the furnace, with the Blacksmith and the horses wringing wet with sweat.
I remember the Chelsea Palace with great memories. My dad, used to work the spotlight on the stars - like Max Miller, Max Wall and Ann Shelton. I was so proud to think that it was my dad shining the light on the star of the show - great times!
I grew up in Leytonstone. Lost our home in Dyson Road from the bombing, and then moved to Forest Glade. Played in the Forest (and climbed the 'King and Queen tree' often) and rode my bike around Hollow Ponds - they were fun times. Went to Canterbury Primary School and then on to Connaught School for Girls. Does anyone have any photos of us at Copnnaught around 1953 - 1954? Miss Threadgold was my Form ...see more
My grandfather, and his family came from Odiham. They lived at Bury Cottage until at least 1908. I am connected to the Peskett, Clark, Champion, Pink, Lee and Windiate families of Odiham.
Regards, Andrew.
I remember catching the charabanc from Brighton seafront on a Sunday afternoon with my Nanna and invarably choosing the Wannock Tea Gardens coach outing. I used to love going there, it was a real treat for me as a youngster. We came for a good few years in the 50's and early 60's. Being a pensioner myself now, I have the privilege of living in Polegate. but sad that the Wannock Tea Gardens are no more.
I don't suppose there are many of us left now! I was an evacuee, and attended the County School. I was there for four years. How I remember the photographs of Maengwyn Street, Penrallt Street and the town clock - where the farmers used to congregate on Saturday afternoon and evening. The wooden benches at the front of the Powys cinema which cost 6d (when we had the money). Running to school (always late), ...see more
I moved to Harrow in 1969, and started DJ'ing in October 1969. I had a residency at The Shaftesbury every Thursday, Friday, Sunday lunchtime and then later in the evening (pubs closed at 3pm in those days). It was very busy there, so the brewery came along and said they'd build a Birds Nest Disco - and within months it was up! They asked me to run the DJ's but offered me silly money, so I refused, ...see more
I was brought up in Rose Street - I was born in 1969. I used to drink in the Queens. Walk down Rose Street now, hardly know anyone. I moved from Widnes in 2000 to Southport.
My earliest memory, is going to look at The Green, on the High Street in Fowlmere. It was in a poor state and the ceiling in the kitchen had collapsed. My father, had built a house in the village called Mere Place on Rectory Lane, so decided to take on the mammoth task of restoring this amazing house. One of his discoveries was the inglenook fireplace, which had been bricked in. The cellars were a no-go area, my mother ...see more
I used to live in the Coach House (now park offices) of Tilgate Mansion, when I was a very little boy. I went to school at Desmond Anderson. The Coach House and courtyard made up four dwellings. The groundsman lived in one, his name was Francis, with his wife and little boy - they later moved to Holmbury St Mary in Surrey. In those days, the lake was almost surrounded by rhododendrons. Mr Francis used to take us ...see more
My mother, May Mallarkey was housekeeper at the farm around 1935/36. The owners, were the Hay family. A particular memory of that period was the big tree, (at least it looked big to me as I was only three or four years old) which was outside the front of the house. Another memory, was the weekly visit of the van with groceries, bread etc..After we moved to Dunnydeer Farm at Insch, my half-brother, Fred Mallarkey completed his schooling. The day he left Insch school, he went back to Templand.
I moved to Enfield in 1990, and lived just oppostie the Hop poles in Baker Street. Lancaster Road had a wide variety of shops even then. Three Greengrocers and a Butchers to start with, as well as several bakers. Next to the Co-op, an old lady sold eggs from a half barn door...nothing else, just eggs. I thought I had gone back in time. Chaplins video shop, The Art shop, dress shops and photographic ...see more
My sister and, I have such fond memories of 'our' bungalow in Lake Way- Happy Returns. Its door was painted purple. Our week in Jaywick was the highlight of our year. We were so excited to go there. I was only eight when we stopped going, but I remember Tony's Bingo. A bottle of sherry used to be passed at the top of each place at the bingo- if you got a line or a row when it was in front of you, you won it. ...see more
My family roots reach back to launcestone in the 1790, 1848, 1880. My ancestors even further back all christened in that church. In 1892, my grandfather came north to work in the mines of Yorkshire at the age of twelve (the good old days).
I too, was born at the Semon Home (although the family lived in Bradford), and the reason was, so far as I know, that the authorities wanted to keep St Luke's Hospital free for forces and other casualties. Until now, I thought the building still existed, but given the other comments here, I am going to check physically at the first opportunity.
Lived in Burgess Hill for over ten years and I am the little girl in the postcard !
My maternal grandparents ran Hooson's Cafe on Bangor Road, Conwy, very close to the city walls. My brother and I were put in boarding school near them - at Llandudno and Penmaenmawr - whilst our parents were overseas, so we could be near them for school holidays. Because they were busy through the day with the cafe (and grandpa used to run a fish and chip take-away booth down a passage adjoining the cafe at ...see more
I was born at 5 Cricklade Avenue on the 1st of December 1951, my name was Christine Bundy. When I was old enough, I went with my brother Robert, to Broadford School. I had quite a few friends that I used to play with, some of the names I can remember are: Maureen Mann, John Mann, Angela Ray and John Kirby. My best friend was Maureen Mann, who used to live in Chatteris Avenue.There was a park opposite their ...see more
We moved into Gorse Cottage, next door to the Rock Inn. Our cottage clearly shows on the left of the Rock Inn. The cottage was for sale for £500 but my mother, who was separated from my father, had no money. We watched the Coronation in the lounge of the Rock Inn. I was aged seven and had to sit still for hours, I was bored. My nanny was on holiday, and my mother wanted to ...see more
This Country Park is signposted just off the Penn Inn roundabout, and my family had a lovely outing there on a hot Spring Day. I have to guess that the photograph illustrated here is the site, because I imagine the lake may be artificial and perhaps didn't exist when the picture was taken ninety years ago. Certainly, I noticed much of the lake edge, fishing stations and boat launch quays ...see more
Hi Kids,
I taught at Marton Camp School having left Loughborough Training College in Sept 1958 until I left to work in Outward Bound Schools in December 1959. Sadly, I have not kept in touch with other teachers, apart from Ed Cartner and Liz (Dom. Sci. teacher) who married and now live in Plymouth. I was also friendly with Howell Jones, Jackie Peake, Peter Booth and Mr. Carrick who was ...see more
We moved to Southminster, Whitby Road and lived there till 1980 when we came to Burnham, where I live now. On 12th March 2008, I lost Glad so since then and now, live alone. I worked at St Peters School for seven years, and on building sites in Maldon & Southend. Coming from Brentwood - where I have added to my stories, still plenty to tell. Have written many of Billericay, my birthplace and ...see more
I arrived in 1955, I was there for three years. I was not happy there, it was like a jail to me. I do recall the names of Clive Wood and Peter Adams - I do not recall any of the others. There was a girl with a birthmark on her face, her first name was Rita, I think. Do you remember a girl called Diana? she had Tourette's Syndrome.
Remember the cellar? We would all congregate ...see more
On Saturday evening, I set off for Whitby on the bus and arrived there for 6;30 pm. On arriving, I thought of asking the bus driver what was the last bus back to Middlsbro, but then thought there was not much point as I was only going to spend two hours there anyway. I walked down the quay side and spotted a restaurant fully lit up, and almost full to the brim of customers all enjoying their food. Feeling hungry ...see more
My Aunty Evelyn ran the post office in Oxwich for many years. There was a huge orchard attached to the post office. Upon retirement, she had the bungalow built next door and lived there until her death. As a young boy, I lived in the coastguard cottages nearby, before my father Frank Bevan, was posted to Flamborough Head in the Coastguard service.
I was a student nurse and The Hop Pole pub opposite All Saints Church was known as Ward 16. Liz Banks nee Earle
Does anyone remember me, John Simmons? I had a brother called Teddy, sisters Jean and Val and a little brother that was killed in Henley Street, when a shelter fell on him. I remember Maggi Browns and Jills clothes shop. Does anyone remember Arthers clothes shop in Falcon Road? My mum was Anni, and my dad Ted, who have now passed away. I had mates Colin Huwitt, Stanley Thomson. I went to Latchmere ...see more
House on the right looks similar, as it did when I used to live there in the mid 70's - just missing the white wash look.
As distant memory serves me, the zoo was the brain-child of a local man by the name of Frank Roche. He was also owner of two rea-painted boats which were used for taking tourists on tours around the Cumbraes. They were "Comet" and "Carefree". Unlike the other four boat hirers, who plied their trade from the shore, Mr Roche kept his clinker-built, former crash tender styled vessels at the pier, where he picked up and dropped ...see more
I remember Betty Organ, mentioned by one of your contacts. She was in my class at Heston Junior School before the War.
I used to live in Aintree Lane, by St Giles's Church in the only council houses. I'm one of twelve children - the Ferrie's, and everyone knew at least one of us. I remember playing in Aintree race course, skating around the old race track, and going down the Old Roan bridge on carts and skates. The park, peapicking at Martland Farm, walking along the canal, to Maghull, the little shop by the Anchor bridge, the ...see more
Born in Upney Hospital in 1954. We lived in Davington Road, and later in Halibutt Street. I went to Dorothey Barley and Erkenwald School, as did my sister Jenny and brother Joe. In the early 70's I worked in Stanley Morris hairdressers in Barking, a very (at that time) fashionable salon and very busy, and I worked with a great group of men. I will always remember them and the people of Barking fondly.
This was the NAAFI shop that served the military quarters at Watchfield, which housed the then many miltary and civilian staff of the Royal Military College of Science, and some of the students at the college, many of whom were from overseas.The RMCS is now the Defence Academy of the United Kingdom and is multi-service.
I am not a native, so to speak, of Shrivenham/Watchfield, but lived in one or ...see more
I was born in the bottom house in Marsh Lane, in 1931. I came from a family of six boys and four girls. My father, was called John, and my mother, Sarah. I went to Halton School. There was a sweet shop at the top of our lane, which I think was called Johnsons. We moved to 3 Warrington Road before moving to Runcorn, when I was six years old. I am 80 now, and Astmoor will always be a great memory for me.
I spent my summer holidays in Cornwall in 1958. Two whole weeks on a farm just to the north of Marazion was not my idea of excitement, so I was not looking forward to it. However, things improved when we got there for two reasons.
Firstly, there was another family also booked in for their holidays, and they had a rather charming daughter of my age - where are you now Elizabeth ...see more
I lived in Hatch End, and went to school in Pinner where one of my school friends, Andy Butler (where are you now Andy?) revealed he collected bus numbers! Until then, I had never thought much about buses as I was used to getting the usual red London Transport double decker bus on route 209 to school each day. Andy explained, that there were such things as bus garages and that the garage in Edgware ...see more
Does anyone remember the Whitsun walk (known as the Whit walk)? We all dressed up in our finest clothes and paraded through town. I think the Selby Times has some old photos of my two sisters on that walk. Also, do you remember the Sunday School on Millgate, run by the Salvation Army? - I believe. Every Sunday we attended, we got a little stamp in a book, and when you had enough stamps, you got a prize. I was awarded a King James illustrated Bible.
I moved to Pitsea in November 1968, and my second child was due the beginning of December. We collected our keys from the council offices in Basildon, to our brand new house in Wickford Avenue. We were so excited, after being in a rented flat with a coal fire, this new house had hot water and blow out heating! A luxury compaired to what we use to have, and a inside toilet downstairs and bathroom upstairs too!. My son Paul ...see more
Yes, I remember this factory and hated it. Every day I sewed buttons on army garments, how boring! It's no longer there, in its place was a car sales building - now changed to a store that sells reduced products. The terraced houses that once stood on Inkersall Road have also gone. Moving further up, you will find the Drill Hall where once entertainment was held there, live bands etc.. Now it is used ...see more
RAF North Luffenham - when my husband was there, was a language school and remained so for quite a few years. They moved out and the army moved in, the pub opposite (or second school as it was called) by the lads stationed there. The quarters are now mostly private houses, and a few years ago my daughter moved into one. On visiting her, we realized her dad used to for babysit the people who lived there. Now, if ...see more
I too, was in Copley House with my sister Sheila. Our surname was Youngs (the sister in charge of the house was Sister Ada Fitzjohn). I was at first, in the nursery school on Chester Road until I was five and went up to the 'big' home. Many happy memories of Sutton Park, the lakes, the trees and the heather. We sometimes played truant from Sunday school, and went to the park but ...see more
I was 17years old when I came to work at the Fleet Air Arm at Worthy Down. I wanted to join the army but, my Father wouldn't allow me to. So I joined the Naffi, and they sent me to Worthy Down - I loved my time there. Once I was taken prisoner, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Being a young girl, I did get myself into a little trouble now and then .Once had a run in, with I think was the Duke(?) of ...see more
My father was born in Gunnislake, and lived there until two years of age with his mother
Olive Sutton-Willcocks. My grandfathers name was John Willcocks, I think his sister's name was Sussie, but I'm not sure. My grandmother's, brothers name was Frank Sutton, he was in the Navy and was a Mason.
My grandfather's family owned the Rising Sun Tavern in Gunnislak,e or that is what I was told. My ...see more
My distant relative, John Wild was born in Owslebury in 1677. He married Mary Andrews in 1747, the family then moved to Twyford and then Hursley, and finally we ended up in Winchester.
My mother, was born in the workhouse in Briercliffe Road, Burnley in 1926, and never mentioned it until just before her death. She was full of shame and didn't meet her real mother until she was about 16. In those days, the workhouse was the lowest point you would reach, and must of been horrific, but she was a great mum and grandmother. I think the workhouse was partly destroyed and turned into ...see more
Have just read about the gentleman who worked for Ledgers. I lived in Exeter Rd, and used to play with Joanne Ledger. I also remember going in the van with bench seats. I vaguely remember it being something to do with the church, either sunday school or similar. I went to a little Infant School at the end of the parade of shops. There was a sweet shop on the corner where I was allowed to buy a three old penny ...see more
My grandfather David Parfitt, worked in the colliery - he is sadly missed. He passed away in 1982 - he had black lung, but it was a heart attack that took him. His wife Glenys Mable Parfitt (my nan) passed away in 2006. Most of my family lived and work in and around the steel works. My father, drove the lorries bringing down the limestone to the kilns.
Is there anybody who would remember my mother Dawn Parfitt? I know very ...see more
I lived in the army camp in the Rearsby area - looking for it on the maps, but cannot find it. Does anyone have an idea where it was? I had great times there, most were wooden huts. One day, we had a lightning fire ball come in to the house though a window and bounced around the room. We all stood and watched, to scared to move and then it disappeared, we could not believe it...I also remember the headlights of a ...see more
From 1942 to 1960, I lived at the Waggon & Horses Pub next to the Samson. My memories are as a young boy listening to the sounds of all the big bands that played at the Samson. The kitchen staff used to open their windows at night so the music flowed across to my bedroom window. Samson nights were one of the weekly highlights in Norwich, then. And they laid on a late night Bus to get you home!
We live one hundred yards beyond these vehicles, towards the bottom end of Woodbrooke Way. Our house was built in 1958, so this photo must be later - and at a guess I'd say around 1960. Lovely nostalgic images though.
Anybody have any information on my third great grandfather and grandmother Thomas Davies born in Llanbedr abt 1832 and Mary Davies born abt 1837 in Upton, Liverpool He was a shoemaker in Well Street, Ruthin. They had a son and a daughter Mary Jane, and Robert Owen Davies. Mary Jane is my second great grandmother. I know Thomas' father was Hugh Davies and Jane Davies from Llanbedr. I have no idea how Mary ...see more
As a schoolboy aged 11 of Kings School, Macclesfield I acquired a summer holiday job at Old Hall Farm, run at the time by farmer Robert Young and his wife Madge. As a consequence I spent weekends and holidays there for the next 2 or 3 years. I learned to drive the tractor of which he was very proud, a David Brown 990 Cropmaster Diesel, usually driven by Patrick Joseph O´Donoghue or Tresler Sandbach who lived ...see more
Lundhill is a steep hill that leads into Royston, where the Monkton coking plant lies. Just at the side of Lundhill was Monkton Row, it was to be demolished in the 1980s. But before then a big flat bed lorry failed to take the corner of the hill and ploughed into the wall - there was hardly any give in the wall because there was a raised field behind the wall. The noise of the crash could be heard some half a mile away ...see more
Many a day I would walk into into York and would find time enough to walk along the Ouse River. I was approaching the railway bridge and saw four lads playing silly on a swing rope which was hanging but a few feet from the Banking side. Many times I had seen these lads or lads like them swing on the rope and get much pendulum where, when the rope with them on it was far enough high and out towards the center of the ...see more
