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I was born at 18 Greive Street. I had an older brother, 'Big' Al, alas deceased. I also have 2 sisters, Senga and Elaine, and a younger brother, Grant. We stayed in the Main Street then moved to Queens Avenue till I married. My memories of Methilhill were the Co-op, nae Sea Road, just a dirt track down to the Western. Toll bar, Pipers hut, back of my gran's house, No 7, the tin kirk, Brick Row, Institute with all ...see more
My birth mother was born in Greenock on September 26, 1926. I have been looking for her for 35 years. She came to Canada before I was born. I was born in 1950 and I don't know if she ever returned. Her name was Rose Marie Giubbani MacKenzie. If anyone has any information about her or her family, please get in touch. Her adopted father had a cafe in Greenook and he was from Italy. Her adopted mother was Maeri MacDonald. Thank you to everyone that reads this and can help me.
I attended the high school and college. Very fond memories of the campus and all the people I got to know. Sorry to hear it closed down.
I lived with my parents John and Rhoda Mcgonigle and my elder brother Joe at 1, Alexander Drive and remember the sweet shop. We used to live next door to Mr and Mrs Dale who had a daughter Pearl. My parents then had another son Philip and we moved to Tarbert Avenue. I have many memories of Wishaw, Bairds shop, the butchers The Gill that I used to walk down and also the Ravenscraig Steelworks where my dad worked.
I moved to Sandy Lane, opposite Lindsey Smith nurses' accommodation in Virginia Water. There were twelve of us auxillaries from Scotland as far as Kent. We all used to go out to the local pub by the station, The Trotsworth, and ask for a glass of water if we were feeling the pinch. We had a minibus that took us to work at St. Peter's Hospital. Unfortunately The Holloway ...see more
I lived in Connaught Avenue, and went to Grove Road school (up to 1963). I had 3 local friends. One lived on Hounslow Heath in a prefab (now Frampton Road). We weren't allowed to go to the fairs there. I did see grass snakes though! Near there on Staines Road, opposite the Hussar pub, was a dairy and also a haberdashers in the same parade of shops. On Staines Road on the other Munster Avenue junction was another parade of ...see more
I had a few jobs in Ealing jewellers opposite Woolworths, I also worked in a ladies clothes shop which was Lilly and Skinner. My mum worked in Gino's Italian resturant near the station and my sister worked in Boots in the arcade. Happy days.
I worked in Woolworths, met a lot of people, was so sad when it closed, turned out to be Iceland. I have a lot of good memories of Ealing.
This morning I have just walked up Helsby Hill in the mist and rain with my brother and partner. It is the first time I have been up here for 40+ years. In the 1960s when I wasa little girl I used to meet my grandparents here, who lived in Chester, and I lived in Gatley, Cheshire. I have fond memories of going down the helter skelter, my legs used to burn from the coir mats. I also remember the arcade/dance hall.
I grew up in Parkgate when there were three pubs and three shops, I schooled at St Pauls Junior School, Headmaster was a very strict Mr Moore with Mr Teare, Ms Bowness I think, Miss Martin and Mrs Crossthwaite. Those were the days when we could run for miles unsupervised all the way down to Hen Beck and beyond, playing outside on dark nights for hours until called in. The rivalry up and down the village no better ...see more
I was born in Laurel Avenue in 1936 and lived there until 1959. During the war we were bombed out of our house following an air raid during the night, when German bombers were trying to cut the main line between London and Edinburgh. A large bomb fell on No. 46 Laurel Avenue and totally destroyed that, and severely damaged others nearby. That night, my mother, sister and I were sleeping under a bed in the front ...see more
My great great grandmother went here in 1901. Her name was Elizabeth Potter. I am trying to find out whether she was working for a family at this address or possibly if this was a boarding type house at the time. If anyone has any way of finding out, that would be much appreciated.
I was born in 1941. I lived in John Street, and hold fond memories of where I grew up, childhood friends were Alan Wilkinson, Maurice White, Jimmy Best, Glines Carr. Went to Blaydon West Boys School. Left Blaydon in 1953 to live in Devon. In 1969 I went to Australia and joined the Australian Army. I would like to get in contact with anyone who remembers me. Email address: popskiand@hotmail.com
The year I began at Newton le Willows Grammar School, I had sprained my ankle running through the back lanes of Earle Street in the holidays and had my foot in a bandage. We lived in Brookfield Street until I was 5 or so with my Grandma and then moved to the new council estate in Wargrave. I loved my school, the District C of E and have such amazing memories of the market on a Friday. I would always go to the ...see more
It was The Blue Rooms when I was a teenager in the 1980s, good times, legging it for the last train.
The opening on the left of the photo is the entrance to Padgate Cottage Homes. I first went in there in 1948 as a 6 year old and finally left in 1953 as a 12 year old. The events that happened in there over those years were to shape the rest of my life. Although life in there was quite tough, you have to remember that it was tough for most folk at that time. The good memories vastly outweigh the bad memories. ...see more
I still have the mug that was giving to the people of Milton Abbot 1953.
I lived in Wellingborough from 1952 to 1971. My Father was J N Clark, and with my Mum owned and ran the General Store on Weavers Road until 1960. Mum and Dad took me to see my first film at the Silver Cinema on Silver Street sometime around the mid fifties. The film was 'Peter Pan'. I don't recall much about the inside of the cinema except that, looking back now, it was ...see more
I had lots of friends to play with up on the green and also the woods where we used to ride our push bikes or swing on the big rope swing over the sandy bank. I even fell off and broke my arm. I also broke my jaw falling out of a tree on the green at the top of the road. We also had two shops at the bottom of the road, Cornfield Stores, run by a man called Fred, on the other side was Portmans. There were ...see more
The shop that was operated by my grandmother at New Mill Bridge was home to me and my family during the Second World War. It was a haven where the madness of the war seemed to be so very remote and in a way, inconsequential, particularly to us children. The warm glow of Birmingham burning could be seen in the night sky from time to time when they were being bombed, but that was 30 miles away and ...see more
Further to my memories I spoke of before, I can remember games we used to play like split the kipper, tally ho, blonk, and a lot more. The summer months were great, we would go over the moors and spend all day over there, if we were hungry we would take a turnip from a field and eat it. There was a place called the plantation where we had a swing, I remember one day the rope snapped when a lad called Lloyd was ...see more
I was born at Middle Farm on Feb 27th,1949. My dad was Roy Nutter and my mum was Betty Nutter, my folks came down from Lancs after the war, my mum's brother, Fred Winnard, also lived nearby at Kinsham. I think the farmer was 'Blakeway'?, and a couple called 'Persch' (Heinz and Jocelyn ) were also neighbours, I remember 2 children called Johnny & Gillian? also an older girl Yvonne. Pamington is mentioned in the ...see more
Our family moved out of Tottenham to the green fields of Waltham Cross in 1951. In those days that was where the trolley buses turned around to go back into London and where the countryside began. There was greenhouses everywhere and a large Italian immigrant population that worked in them. As it was so soon after the Second World War the living conditions were a great improvement to what we had seen in ...see more
I too can remember the things mentioned especially going to Margam Abbey and looking over the graves, we used to do things like that then. I remember the names mentioned but didn't know them well. Teresa Foster was a friend and my older sister used to work at Fosters, it is through Teresa that I am able to comment as she kindly sent me the link. I also remember the Round Chapel which was moved to what I used ...see more
I remember swimming in Langold Lake ! I wouldn't do it nowadays ! Anyone one else been rowing or swimming there ? Karen
I spent eight happy weeks in the hospital having my Achilles Tendon repaired. The Nurses were wonderful I had a big crush on one - Ann Hawes I would love to hear from her again. Please contact me johngarbutt1122@btinternet.com
About 1944 my memory of Pescies starts with going to the closed-in swimming pool at the back of the now Law Court, to go there I would be running round to find jam jars from next door then change them in Sainsburys, 1p large and 1/2p small, it cost tuppence to get into the swimming pool then. When we came out if we could manage another tupence we would go round to Pescies for a bag of chips and ask them to give us some crackling. O how great it tasted.
My grandfather George Edward Knight was born in 1932, he was put in an orphanage somewhere in or around Hadlow, he also went to a school for boys, at age 13 he had an apprentership with a J Wood as a painter. After this he went to war. Any infomation would be great as he has dementia and the memories are getting worse. His nickname was (Ian).
I was born in Bredbury in 1941 and went to Barrack Hill School, I remember Mrs Gyton, Mrs Heaton, Mrs Stannier. I also remember the dinner meals being delivered to the school in milk churns. Later a Kitchen and Dining Room was built. I think another Teacher was called Mrs or Miss Roper? I left that school and went to Bredbury Secondary Modern School, leaving in summer 1956. Teachers there were Mr Kershaw, Mr ...see more
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!