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It is my Dad's 65th birthday soon and when he was younger he was in a band called The Burnettes with Brian Vickers, Colin Fisher and Trevor French. They played at The West Wickham festival in 1964 at Blake Recreation ground amoungst other places around the area. If you remember them or have any old programmes, posters or photos then please get in touch as I would like to make him something special for his birthday this July (2012). Thanks!
I remember the various market stalls well, and the market cafe where you could be a greasy bacon cob, and a well stewed tea from the giant tea pot ! I used to buy a bundle of nylon stockings from a stall on the town hall corner. There was a stall that sold records too. Does anyone remember the tripe stall ? It sold chitlins, pigs chaps, rabbits and pheasants too - as a child I found it transfixing, and quite glad my ...see more
Many years ago I was a window cleaner and would often do my rounds on many of the small estates in Monk Bretton, many of my customers would bring me cups of tea and sandwiches out and in one case an Italian lady invited me in her home to sit at the table and have a pizza with her daughter and husband, odd jobs like fixing a broken T V Arial on top of their roofs. I've even swept a chimney out for my ...see more
My dad once made me what us Royston lads would call a Cadjie! It was a go-cart made from bits of waste wood and two sets of wheels from off an old pram or pushchair. One would control it by its front wheels which were attached to an articulated axle, it was also steered by the feet. Dad had taken five hours to make it up and was quite sturdy to say the least. Most Cadjies were made from big pram wheels but the ...see more
You are referred to dunkantix.com and 'So Many Secrets' which are the memoirs of Ben Dunk relative to West Dean Estate in West Sussex and his family, the Sticklands and Dunks who resided and worked at Home Farm, West Dean Park from 1899 to 1944.
Hi, haven't got much info, but does anyone remember Porkie's flower stall Near the Latchmere pub? He had a son called Stevie and an old lady helped out, her name was Bridget Frost (Biddy).
I remember going to Slough on a Saturday night in 1958. I was fifteen years old. My hair was well greased and combed back at the sides and ending in a D.A. at the back together a quiff at the front. I was dressed in my best jacket, which was far too big for me, but that was the style then, and with very tight drainpipe trousers. This had been done by a woman who charged me a mere five shillings for her ...see more
Reading past memories of Walsh Manor brings back memories of mine. At about 1937 we moved in to the cottage at the manor as my grand parents part-ran the manor with a Mr Lindred. The manor then was a home for severely disabled and disfigured people from London hospitals. My father ran the farm my mother was head cook at the manor and my eldest sister was a nurse there. It was lovely on the farm where as kids we all ...see more
I was there as a child in 1963 waiting for my parents to move down from Yorkshire. I remember well a Sister Armstrong and two lads, Phil Snook and Paul Gardner (or Smith). There was also an Egyptian boy with a slight mental problem, always getting into trouble and catching quite a hand from the nuns (the former Armstrong, and the name was very fitting indeed!). I did enjoy the large playground and the ...see more
Both my grandparents were in service at Kirkham Hall in the 1920s and 30s. My Grandma, Annie Morris, originally from Newcastle, joined her Aunt Annie (who was cook) there when she was in her teens and started as a scullery maid and later progressed to work "upstairs". My Grandad, Albert French, came orginally from the Yorkshire Dales, and worked at the Hall as a footman. His brother was also a ...see more
Pinner Grammar School had an exchange programme for students in Annecy and every year a party of 4th and 5th Forners travelled to France on the Newhaven to Dieppe Ferry. When I was in the fourth form I joined the school party which was very exciting as I had never previously travelled abroad. We sailed on the "Arromanches", a cross channel ferry built for the SNCF in 1940 but renamed "Vichy" ...see more
I attended Ashburton Primary for a short time before transferring to Monks Orchard, The Glade. My parents moved from Colleridge Road, which was on the housing estate behind the fire station, to Longheath Gardens in about 1959/60. I remember walking to Monks Orchard with my friend, her cat would follow us but always stop at the main road and when we crossed the cat would watch for a while, turn and go back home. ...see more
This was the meeting place where local kids gathered most evenings. I dont think it's changed much. I remember Guiness Trust doing all the houses up.
When I was growing up a family called Judge lived in the house at the top right of this photo and I used to play with the son and daughter. They had a small field, which is still there at the front of the house, with their two donkeys in it. They also had a climbing frame with swings abd a see-saw. I remember thinking they were quite posh. The field to the left, belonged to the Oakes family and we had hours of fun making ...see more
My Nanna and Grandpa. Mr and Mrs Beauchamp lived at a House called 'Craig Side' on Greenhill Lane, which is just down from the trees to the left of this photo. I remember the house was slightly different than it is today. It had a drive and to the left of it a lawn full of apple trees. The back garden was patio along the whole house then a long lawn. At the bottom of the lawn Grandpas had erected an old canvas army ...see more
My husband Roy Webb was a policeman in Earby for 2 years before we emigrated to Australia in 1967. We lived at the police house next door to Sergeant and Mrs Bent. They had a son Robert (and a white poodle). Inspector Derek Hardy and his wife lived at the other side of the Police Station. Tim Gates was a policeman there and he and his wife Alma and their son Timothy lived in a new house a distance away from the police ...see more
I was sent to Eden Hall as a 9 year old as my asthma was causing me to miss school. My brother Brett Imray had gone a few years earlier and I have awesome memories of the school and Bacton. I only stayed about 18 months. It was such a quiet village place and I remember spending many summer evenings after school hours running around the beach and climbing around the cliffs. My mother would come and spend weekends ...see more
My memory is of very happy days living at 35 Kirkly Park Road which was a children's nursery run by Mr and Mrs. Bleby when I was there from 1952 til 1957. There were around 20 of us children living there. Many of us like me were there because of TB. One of the nurses that looked after us was the lovely nurse Rosemary, who was the daughter of 'Jumbo Fiske', one of the most famous trawler fishermen of all ...see more
I was 7 when we moved into 128 High Street, Aveley in 1942. Our back fence backed onto the rec' and my best friends were Donald Crawford, Ray Andrews and Bob Painter. It was during the Second World War of course, and I returned after being evacuated to Ireland after we were bombed out in Romford in 1940.
My dad, also Peter Gough, was away in ...see more
I came to Twechar to visit my Grandfather and Grandmother, who lived in 15 Mc Donald Crescent when I was a young lad of 8 or 9. I went to school in St Niniann's, Kirkintilloch after my Mum and Dad (John Differ) moved to Glasgow. I remember the old PUG steam engine puffing its way past their window going to and from the local collieries.
My name is Dennis Shatford, once known as Dennis Roberts, as lads we used to sit on the Elwy bridge so we could watch the minor accidents that would happen because the drivers couldn't see the Halt sign by the old deanery. I remember PC Morris chasing me for scrumping apples from the deanery gardens. I was brought up in Llwyn Elwy. There were such a lot of characters around then. I should add I was born in 1944 and left Llan 1962/3.
Hi, I am trying to find anyone who grew up in Ealing in the 1930s and knew of the Mastin family. My mother grew up there and lived there until she got married and moved to Middlesex where she changed her name to Schofield, I am just trying to find anyone who might have known them. Any information would be great no matter how small. My mum spoke fondly of Ealing. Thank you.
I was only a few months old when our family moved to 122 Marsala Road, Ladywell in 1949. I was ten years of age when we moved from Ladywell to Dartford in August 1959 but there are many different and varied things that I can remember.
Money was then very tight and Dad was working in London and Mum also worked full-time. Mum's Aunt Mabel (Massingham) came over most days to look after Ian and me ...see more
All the pictures have such lasting memories. I was born on Nutbeem Road in 1935 and attended Chamberlayne Road Boys School and Barton Peverill Grammar School. Three of us, Dave Gardner, John Young and myself, started at the same time at Chamberlayne Road school at the outbreak of WWII in September 1939 and, amazingly, we are still in constant contact with each other - Dave still lives in England while John and ...see more
I was stationed at Honington and was on the station guard of honour. I remember the visit of Kruschev during the Cold War. Being in air traffic control, the tower approach windows were covered. Kruschev was only permitted on the local balcony. Have tried to find photos and write-ups without success.
In 1960 I was 5 years old and lived in Tyseley Lane with my older brother, mom and dad and also gran and great-gran. My grandad had died the previous year and I often wonder if his shed still stands at the bottom of the garden! Around this time I recall sitting in the bay window, helping my mom with her rag-rug making, when 2 fire engines arrived outside and the firemen jumped out and ran down the side of ...see more
I can remember going there to have my tonsils out. I was aged 7. I was terrified until I saw the beautiful dolls house. And I can remember having to eat cornflakes the next morning. My brother and sister had to look through the window because they were not allowed in.
I was a Dutch student of English and spent my summer holidays at a farm at Berwick in the years 1959-61. The farm was run by John and Chris Buckland, their phone number was RIPE 393. I can't remember the name of the farm (if it had one) or the name of the road, but I do remember the road led to the railway station. Also, if memory serves me, when one went from the farm to the station one could enter a lane on ...see more
I was born in Brinsley in 1926. My parents lived in the first council house just by the post office at the time. My grandparents lived next door but one to the post office. Their names were Mr and Mrs Ted Hallam. We moved to Ollerton in october 1926. I often went back to Brinsley to have my school holidays with my grandparents. I remember the children I used to play with - Roy Houseley, Erica Marriott, Geof Mills. ...see more
Does anyone have any memories of Wilma Rutherford? I know she lived in Acomb around the 1960s. She was my mother. I would be grateful for any momory no matter how small or insignificant it may seem to you. What was she like? Who was she friends with? etc.
Thank you in anticipation.
The shop on the left belonged to my Great Aunts Jinny (Jane) and Polly (Mary) Hoggarth. It is No 53 Baxtergate, Whitby and on another photo we have seen looking from Wellington Road over the top of the shop it says Newsagents, but no actual name. They previously ran a shop at 16 Bridge Street. They sold sweets, chocolates, newspapers etc. My mother, Doris Thompson (born 1922) and her sister ...see more
My mother was born at 22 Quayside in the 1920s. Family name was Milburn. My grandfather was a Coal Heaver. She passed away recently and her wish was to return home. I understand the street is no longer there. If anybody can help locate where it was so we can visit.
Obviously we'd be sensitive in scattering the ashes. But it would mean a lot if we knew where the house once once stood.
Mnay thanks
Does anybody out there remember the infamous gang murder near Inwood Park? I don't know about you, but it brought the Hounslow we all knew to an end. No more Joachims coffee bar, no more Ricki Tik Club, Hounslow became a ghost town!
I think we all grew up a little bit when it happened.
Driving through Hounslow today, I can't believe it was my home town. It was a fun time in those days.
Hounslow high street on a ...see more
I started at the school in 1970, I still think it was the best school ever, we had a swimming pool which I thought was so cool, it was never heated though! But I got my width, length and 7 lengths certificate in assembly.
First day at school in a red cardigan and red beret. My how times have changed.
The head master at the time was Mr Little, he was a lovely head, I also remember Mrs Benjamin - ...see more
Does anybody remember the two local dance and music venues, Ricki Tik Club above where Nando's now stands, and Hounslow Baths on a Friday night? I saw some great groups there, The Hollies, The Animals, Cliff Bennett, The Searchers. It was only 2 bob to get in.
At the Ricki Tik we saw the Small Faces with Rod Stewart, and Gino Washington.
Hounslow High Street was the focal point and weekday ...see more
My Great-Great-Great-Grandmother Amelia Creasey (nee Stone) was born in this little hamlet around 1788 yet somehow she was married in Southwark in 1813 to my Great-Great-Great-Grandad Edward Creasey who was a local man from East Grinstead.
I am very interested in my family history and have been greatly helped by research published by the Felbridge & District History Group who discovered that my Creasey family farmed at Gibbshaven Farm. It is a beautiful part of the country.
As there are no memories of Chadwell Heath I thought I would add one. I started my first job at Teleflex Products that was situated in Wangy Works. I use to cycle from where I lived at Grange Hill Chigwell. After I did my National Service I then worked for Motor Gear Engineering across the road from Wangy Works, The last time I visited England I found that Wangy Works and Motor Gear Engineering were no ...see more
I remember buying sweets from the sweet shop you can just see the entrance to the shop behind the car in this photograph, you could buy a lot for 3 pence then (late 1950s) and if I remember correctly there was a fish and chip shop around the corner where we bought our fish and chips, they were wrapped up in newspaper, they never tasted better. We used to take our old newspapers down to the shop, they always needed ...see more
I remember walking down to the river with my friends, taking some sandwiches and a bottle of pop, when the tide was really low walking across the river from one side to the other, going spikeing along the river banks for fish, also fishing and catching mullet, swimming and jumping from from bridge into river but only when the tide was going out as you could then swim onto the beach, watching the river run strongly between the two bridges, simple but fun days.
Bob
I was in a children's home here and fostered to a lovely couple, Mr and Mrs Smith, at Little Stone Cottage, Haslemere. My natural mother wanted me back and I never saw them again. I recently found this information out in my medical records. I was also under Redhill County Hospital in 1960, I was 2 years old. I was returned to my natural mother when I was about 8.
I would love to know more about my ...see more
My sister and I were evacuated to Wickford in 1940, I was just over 5 years old and my sister 11 years old.
We came from the east end of London. We moved into a bungalow with an elderly lady called Mrs Walker, there was also a middle-aged man, I think he was Mrs Walker's husband.
We did not live there for very long as the enemy planes were crashing and dropping bombs on the area, I remember we had a bad winter with ...see more
I moved to Marchwood in the mid 1960s, I was not very old. We lived in an old house on the edge of the village, called Glengarriff. The old house was pulled down many years ago.
I attended Marchwood Primary school. Mr. Smith was the Headmaster. Most of the children who attended the school came from the army quarters.
Marchwood was just a village then. People would stand and chat over their ...see more
I can remember my mum delivering bread in a van shaped as a loaf of bread for Bakers Boy Bread and Sunshine Bread in what I think was an Austin JU. I was wondering if there was any photos left of it as I now live in the Isle of Man. If anybody has any please contact me: crazyone124@hotmail.com
Hill of Beath was a great place to stay when I was young, running round streets playing cowboys with Brayan Snedon, Ross Mickey, playing football and training with the Haws, going to the little shop on Main Street and getting a bottle of Rumco juice, mmmmm. Going up Hill O Beath Hill making camps and tree houses and playing at the humppills - a lot of mounds in the ground covered with trees, we played ...see more
These were the years when the activity with friends, in Nanty, was at its most intense for me. I was born in Grove Street, 1947, and left to explore the big wide world in 1967. Compared to today, living in Nanty was idyllic, most of the time we played outside until dark over the river, tickling trout or hanging around Tal’s fish & chip shop, no fear or a care in the world. The big thing was November ...see more
I remember Mr Halpenny and Miss Tanner at Blands School, it didn't seem strange at the time to have some small change as teachers. Miss Tanner had apple trees and she always left a box outside her gate for us to have on the way to schoool or take home.
I was a war baby and born in Dartford but moved to Gravesend when I was about 4. Moved to Kingsfarm area when about 7. Sadly my mother died when I was 9 and I was taken in by my great uncle and aunt in Denton. I actually walked out of the Gordon school gates when I was 14 at the Christmas holidays of 1957. I was 15 at the beginning of January 1958 and started work the day after my birthday. I ...see more
I had a very happy childhood growing up in Hawthorn until I left at the age of fifteen to join the Royal Navy in 1960. Hawthorn consisted of two distinct halves separated by a 'main road'. The top site had flat roofs while the bottom half had sloping roofs. It made life easy when making teams. The "estate" was purpose built during the war for the workers of the Bristol Aircraft factory who also had a "fall ...see more
The year England won the World Cup (1966) I was 8 years old and living on the coastguard station at Newhaven with my younger brother, you could hear my late father yell as England lifted the World Cup, we beat West Germany.
Other than that it was always lots of fun, from where we were we could clearly see the lifeboat house and the car ferries come and go.
This pub was a venue for jazz enthusiasts for as long as I can remember, my friends and I used to go there most weeks while we were still at school. Happy memories.
As a teenage resident of Morden in the late fifties, my friend Dave and I occasionally frequented a coffee bar in Wimbledon on Hartfield Road near the junction with the Broadway. We got around a bit as at the time, I had a little 1936 Austin Seven. The coffee bar was actually called THE ORINOCO, but it managed to lose the "C" in the name on the facia one day, which I don't remember being replaced. So it became known by us and our friends as the "Orinoo." Great days!
My Mam and Dad who lived in the town for over 45 years until they moved to Adelaide 16 years ago have recently moved back to Seaton Carew and bought 13a The Cliff (which is the first house you can see from left to right in picture). In the last 100 years I reckon the house has seen a lot happy memories, let's hope they contiune.
My memory of Marchants Hill is in 1958, when I was about 5 yrears old. My dad was a teacher in East London, and he and other teachers would take kids form London to stay there for a week. I remember the old swimming pool and a lasting memory is of the dining room and the smell of fried bread and tomato ketchup :o))). My dad is now 94 and still going strong.
My Grandad was Alfred Faulkes who was the last landlord of the Cherry Tree pub before it closed, with his wife Rose. Does anybody have pics of Alfred? I do have one of him standing outside the pub. To hear any memories of the pub would be lovely, I'm Brian's (the youngest son) daughter.
Thank you.
Hi, my name is Mel Faulkes and I'm looking for any family Robert had in Rockfield as I see he died in the old mill lodge, Rockfield, am I right in thinking this was a care home or not? The other address I had was 103 Rockfield Avenue. He was born in Burgh in Norfolk and he was my grt-grt-grandad's brother. I don't seem to know alot about him part from army records. If any one knew him or the family it would be lovely to hear from you.
Best wishes,
Mel Faulkes
My name is Clifford James Edwards. I was born on 14th November 1948. My parents were Kathleen Mary Edwards and James Aubrey Edwards. We lived for a time, as far as I can remember, with my dad's parents, Kathleen G Edwards and Thomas Henry Edwards, at 44 Ravenstone Road, Coalville. At the age of 5 I started going to All Saints C of E School in Ashby Road, Coalville. On the way to school we would go into Mr Pepper's shop ...see more
I was taken to the home by a lady in uniform from Hystfield, near Berkeley, Glos. I had no idea where I was going and how long I was going to be there. The reason I taken there was that my mum was ill and in hospital and the authorities thought it would be a good idea to put me into a home until my mum got better. All I can remember is being driven into Stroud and once in Stroud going right up a small road , ...see more
I am looking for my friend Rosemary Saundry, married to a William Williams, also Jeanette Saundry, married to a Michael Hurston, and their sister Mavis Saundry. And also Anne Polglaise. Could anyone give me information on these friends? Thank you so much.
My best friend was Keith Beadle who lived in Marcet Road. I lived in Lawrence Hill Road and went to the local infants school. I lost touch with Keith over the years and wondered if anybody remembers him. I was born in 1943 and Keith was about two years younger.
I was never a keen swimmer and my school's compulsory trips to the open air pool in Charles Crescent did nothing to encourage me! Every week in Summer Terms an ancient double decker bus would arrive at Pinner Grammar School to take groups of us to the pool. This began in the First Form (1956/57) and continued for years. This was timetabled as a "double period" of P.E. and ...see more
My dad was born in Harcourt Terrace in Penrhiwceiber in 1910, his name was Wyndham Stephen Jones, he started in the mines then joined the Army. My grandad was also born there, as the rest of my Welsh family whom were coal miners.
My grandad was Daniel Stephens Jones, he married Elizabeth Williams.
I went there on holiday as a child and remember the railway line across the road and the Moors.
Felkirk Church was about five miles from Ryhill and was built long before the birth of Oliver Cromwell. There he used one of the stable yards which was adjacent to the church. Anyway in the year 1959 I was become a bell-ringer at that church, Mr Stan Chant was one of the teachers whereupon he set me out a riddle which I had to solve. He said to me that when the clock upon the church struck 12 midnight all the ghosts ...see more
There at the time when Cawthorne was a tour operator and whether it was coincidence or not the tour operator was called Harry Cawthorne coach tours. I do believe that they were an established firm; it could well be that the village was named after the Cawthorne family. My mother who was called Ivy Mitchell was to organise a trip to Blackpool to see the Blackpool illuminations. The thing about it was that we lived in ...see more
I lived in Loughton, and have fond memories of the Calypso Cafe. When I used to go there it was a well-known bikers' cafe. Some evenings there would be over a hundred motorbikes parked outside. There was also a pub next door which I believe was called the Horse and Wells. I met my wife, who was living in Roding Lane, Buckhurst Hill, and we often used to go to the pictures in Woodford, at the Majestic cinema. We were married in 1969, and then moved to Berkshire.
I can remember Huyton when it was a village, in the 1950s. The Police Station was at the end of Derby Rd. not far from St Micheal's Church. At the other end was Richardson's , a grocery shop which often had a ginger cat on the steps. My mother would buy her groceries here and I can remember sugar being weighed out into blue bags. About half way down Derby Rd. was the council offices with a War Memorial outside and ...see more
These barracks were used as the recruit training centre for the Territorial Army and all volunteers serving with the 33rd (Lancashire and Cheshire) Signal Regiment completed basic training here in the 1960's before passing out to "trade training" with the Royal Signals. I completed my initial training here and quickly went on to train in Germany at RAF Geilenkirchen with the 42nd Signal Squadron. Altough the ...see more
I remember the fire very well: I was about seven or eight and shopping in Bromley with my mother that day. For a little while, we stood and watched the fire engines arrive and the firemen rushing about. As we were heading back to the car park in Swan Hill, we heard two elderly ladies excitedly describing to some people what they'd seen and their experience of trying to get through the crowds in the the High ...see more
My parents, sister Barbara and me, Brian, moved into 14 Oakleigh Gardens in 1938. Shortly afterwards Barbara and me enrolled at Warren Road School (the year it opened). Everything was perfect until 1939 when the Second World War broke out. We were too young to understand and headmaster Mr Stevens and his fantastic staff made sure things went on as usual. Air raid shelters were dug and many a lesson was held ...see more
My sister and I, Pam and Pat Haworth, were at Arley untill it closed in 1952. This happened due to water pipes supplying the Castle burst, and it was too expensive to re place them. I do remember after this happened we were set the task of getting water from the stream in front of the Castle!
I am sure my love of the countryside was fostered here. The smell of the Arbouretum in Autumn, the trees "ship" and ...see more
I was born in 1949, soon after my parents had moved into 36 Tait Avenue, one of the first Council Houses to be built at Hill Top, New Edlington. I lived there until 1963 shortly before the Comprehensive School was built on farmland at the back of our house. I assume that Tait Avenue was named after Councillor Tait although I never knew her.
My grandparents lived on Woodlands Terrace. They came to the village ...see more
Hi Edward, were you at Castle School in the early 1960s, 1961 to 1963? That's when I was there, I was in Crawley house, my name by the way is Ray Palfreyman, known in them days as Polly. I remember the lad you mentioned and his name was Danny Slaven, he was in Sofly House and the bastard that used to abuse him was Maddison, I remember he used to make him run while beating him with his walking stick to try and make him run faster, he was a sadistic bastard. Do you remember me?
My husband and I ran the Littleton Arms in the 1960s, my son Adam was born there in 1971 in the front bedroom. I remember Sunday nights when we had a pianist playing in the smoke room, what an atmosphere, it was great. I have many fond memories of the pub, we made many friends, but the most startling thing that happened was a car coming through the window and landing up by the bar, my children were in ...see more
I lived at 20 Silver Close, Harrow Weald from 6 weeks old in 1941 until I left for Australia in 1961. I atended Harrow Weald Infants School from 1946, the old building was opposite the bus garage in the high road and was still standing when I was in the area on holiday from Australia in 1989, then I went to Harrow Weald Junior School which was next to the parish church, All Saints. Then I ...see more
I now live in Australia but as a youngster I grew up just outside Newport Pagnell at Tongwell Farm. Whilst at school in Newport and whilst they were building the M1 motorway we used to get collected in a mini bus and driven too and from school each day. I well remember the announcement that they were going to build a new city called Milton Keynes and the farm would be part of that new city. Despite ...see more
The journey from our home in North Essex to my grandparents’ home in North Derbyshire took almost a full day back in the 1950s, allowing of course for periodic stops along the way. The first, usually at Melton Mowbray was to purchase the famous pork pies, which were not at that time readily available nation-wide. We would always include a couple for my grandparents who also appreciated this ...see more
I once worked in a Cottage Hospital, situated on the edge of Savernake Forest in the West Country. The hospital doctors were also the local General Practitioners. The wards consisted of one surgical and one maternity ward and a third ward which was comprised of everything else, all mixed up together. In one bed there was an elderly lady with heart failure and ...see more
Bowness on Windermere
My grandmother was born in Vine Cottage Kingsdown and all my great aunts and uncles lived there. We spent many a happy holiday either staying in Vine Cottage in the attic as there was only one proper bedroom in the cottage or at No. 66 Kingsdown, a cottage which has since been demolished and a house built on the site. We would walk over the golf course to Monkton Farleigh ...see more
I am the youngest child of Thomas the milk and delivered milk on horse and cart from age 11 for 3 years and then went modern when the horse died. I remember Alastair Macsorley, his mum and the rest of the family, they lived opposite our dairy in Penybryn Avenue, after they moved Mr and Mrs Roper moved into their house, next door to Doll and Id Jones. My parents had a bungalow built on a piece of our ...see more
Hello, I am rying to find out about my grandfather's past, Angus Macdonald, born 1862. He became a good artist and fiddle player and also a fisherman so my mother tells me, I am told he came from Greenock, I wonder if anyone heard or knew about his fiddle playing back in the day or has some of his work hanging on a wall? He moved to Carradle in Kintyre.
