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My dad met my mum at the Open Air Pool in the 1930s - so they had a lot to answer for in my family!
During the late 1960s I went to Kingsmead School (next door to the pool) and during spring/summer games lessons we were "forced" to go swimming!
I also remember the sign on the outside of the building telling what temperature the water was - I personally think they lied through their teeth as it ...see more
Our maternal grandfather, Richard Gilham, was born in Aylburton in the 1880's. He won the Military Medal during the First World War. I think he married our grandmother in 1918 and he is buried in the Parish Church of Llansannor in South Glamorgan. Does anyone local to Aylburton have any information on him? Bryn Evans
I attended the Y Graig Junior School that was in Llancayo Street in Bargoed from September 1976 to July 1980. The head master at that time was Mr Borrot. I started off in Mrs Williams class and I can still remember the pupils in my class! I can also still remember Mr Nicholas, Mr Tim Jones, Mr Ashton, Mrs Mills, and Mr Roberts, and even the school caretaker Mr Jennings! The school day trips to Dan ...see more
I was born near Lords Cricket Ground in London in 1933 and came to Hanwell soon after where my family settled in Greenford Avenue. Hobbayne School was a few yards down the road so I started my education there.
In 1939 the Second World War started and we had grandstand seats in our house to observe the German Luftwaffe attacks over London. Northolt wasn't too far away and we often watched as the RAF fighters ...see more
I lived at The Lilacs with my great-aunt Mrs Emma Griffiths from approximately 1936 until 1943 when the property was sold and I moved to London with my parents. I attended Brockweir School and later Coleford Grammar School. During the Second World War the bus ran twice a week and a big trip was to Chepstow on the train for the pictures. The Triangle was the local store and Mckenzie Hall the only place for activites. I have been back several times and it still looks pretty much the same.
My first memories were living at 56, 4th Avenue aged approx six years. We were very poor and my mother had many days when she fed us but didn't eat herself, even though my father worked seven days a week at Thoresby Pit. I remember our next-door neighbors were called Marsden and the teenage daugher used to stain her legs and paint a line up the back so that they looked like nylons with seams, a fascinating ...see more
Though I have some recall of the 1940s - eg starting school in 1948 at the age of three and a half and being reluctant to get off a rocking horse on the first day, it was the 1950s that really kicked in - to the accompaniment of songs like 'McNamamara's Band', 'Open the Door, Richard', and 'Lovely Bunch of Coconuts'. We were still on rations, and it was common for my sister and I to share a divided egg, we had very little ...see more
Harry Christian was the headmaster when I started at Weaverham Secondary Modern school in Lime Avenue in 1956. He was the first headmaster of the new school which by then had I think been open one or two years. Assembly was the big event of the day! I recall that the few Catholic children we had in the school were excused attending and went off for an hours rest and relaxation before lessons started. ...see more
I remember when my dad brought a run down derelict building across the road from the New Inn. As a child, a building site was a wonderful play ground. He restored it with oak beams and York stone floors, I only wish we still owned it, the tranquility of Shalfleet seems so desirable now compared to London, ahh, feet up in front of a large open log fire, or just to sit in that peaceful garden watching the fruit swell and ...see more
Next door to Idole Primary School was a 2-room house built out of red zinc sheets. It was derelict in the 1960s but the roof and walls remained, along with the small black fireplace inside. My father's family lived there way, way back. I would love a photo to put in my family history file.
My dad is Sam Collins who lived at Wisteria Cottage on railway crossing. He was born there in 1926 and left to join the army in 1943. He is 84 years old now and lives in Maidenhead, Berks. His memory of this photo is that the shop, with sun blind was a butchers shop. This was owned by Mr Gosling and the large house next door was his home and not a pub. He remembers the thatched house being occupied by a family called Reid (Read maybe).
I remember seeing John Lennon and some of the other Beatles coming to pick up Julian Lennon from school. I was at Heath House School from 1961 until 1965, I'd love to catch up with some of the people that I was at school with then, or even see some pictures of Heath House, I remember the old 1920's cars that we were allowed to play in, and the old swimming pool, which seemed so big then.
I was born at number 7 BreweryTterrace, my grandma lived next door at number 8. My father was Ron Drake and my mother was Margaret Drake. At one point it seemed like our entire family lived on the Terrace!
Born and brought up in Barmston village, my book, 'Diz Thoo Remembr' recalls many of the happenings in the village from 1933 onwards. I was born into what could have been a family of twenty. My mum had 17 (seventeen) children, though not all lived, and helped bring up an 18th. The book has pictures of the village and records in verse details of village life. A book well worth having on any bookshelf.
I would like to get any e-mails from former class mates from the time I was a student there, I remember the bomb shelters that we used to go in and try to find our way out in the dark. We lived in Chandleford, the refugee camp. We left England in 1954 for USA. I must say that now at the age of 72 I miss Eastleigh and the UK. So please anyone that can remember me,. send me a e-mail: rjk2823@yahoo.com
Thank you so much.
Pre 1960s when I was a young girl, my grandmother, Gertrude Mary Middlehurst, and my mother, Marjorie Elizabeth Nield-Siddall, and me, Carol Rita Nield-Siddall, used to visit my grandmother's sister, known as Auntie Aggie. She lived with her daughter and son-in-law, Beryl and Phil Longson and their two children, John and Georgina, at 212 Moss Lane, Bramhall, Cheshire. Phil Longson was a ...see more
I was born in 1940 in Langley Maidstone, Lord Routes' house, a wing of which was given over during the Second World War as a maternity part for expectant mothers. We lived on the main road in Wrotham, opposite a pub called The Spring Tavern, it's no longer there now. We lived next door to a family called Skinner, the children's names all began with the initial J. There was John, Julie Judy, and we all ...see more
My dad often told me about Shifnal, his dad had two pubs there, and his sisters Norma and Winnie lived there. I can remember going to my cousin Mavis's wedding in the beautiful church there and spending time looking round the town. My cousins and my Aunty Norma still live there. I don't get there as often as I would like, but would love to hear from anyone that can give me information about my dad's dad, and his ...see more
My memories of Rothes are of spending wonderful holidays staying with my Granny at the Crudens in Rothes. I went every school holiday for many years. I loved my Granny and Auntie Greta, but adored my Aunty Nellie who took me everywhere with her. She worked at Simpsons Bakery and at 6 o'clock in the morning, I would be perched on the handle bars of her bike, whizzing up Green St.(No health and safety ...see more
My grandfather was born in Cobham on Painshill. My memory is that it was on a slight hill with a slight bend, the Greenline bus used to stop near the old home, it was a cottage with a porch and had a very thick door with big locks on it. I have a photo of my great-gran standing at the gate. My great-great-grandfather was a pit sawyer, in the 1881 cencus it has him as a lawyer, but I remember seeing the pit he ...see more
Hello, I live in Canada but my grandfather is from England and was born in 1872 , I am wondering if we are related?
Regards,
Brian Honeybourn
A cousin of mine, Winifred Dogherty, was appointed Head of this school in 1933 and I believe stayed there until her death in 1952. She lived at 3 Beech Grove North, Stanwix. Some of her family joined her in 1937/8 and seemed to stay until after the War, when they moved in stages to Surrey, the last to leave being her mother, Annie Dogherty, wife of John Edward Dogherty, Headmaster in ...see more
This photo must have been taken early in the morning because that play area was always packed with wee yins in the 1960s. I know because I was one of them. There were lots of what I used to call swing parks in Corby in the 1960s. Corby was a very young place in 1965, not just the new town but its people as well. The expanding steelworks attracted thousands of young migrants, mainly from Scotland. I ...see more
The present commemorations of VJ Day bring back happy memories of Caerau. I stayed there briefly at that time while my father worked as a locum for a Dr Llewelliyn. I was very young, but I remember being very happy there. I played with a little girl called Viola Angel whom I have always remembered. I even spent a short time at the primary school. I remember being driven about the beautiful countryside in an old Baby ...see more
I remember going to the park with my two brothers and playing on the swings and slide, also catching sticklebacks in the steam at the bottom of the park. As I got older I used to take my dog to the park and he used to go down the slide.
I grew up in Radnor Road where the small off-shoot of the Wey ran past our garden, we could see the back of the mill from the bottom of the garden.
I remember one night after we had gone to bed when I was about 10'ish, in the late 1950s early 1960s, my parents waking my brother and me up and taking us to this footpath in the picture to watch the mill (linseed oil mill) burning. It was completely gutted, I can ...see more
This picture is of me and my brothers in Brearley Park. I am on the see-saw with my brother John and my mum is holding my youngest brother, Paul. We always used to go to the park as often as possible and catch sticklebacks in the stream. When I was older I used to meet my friends there and also take my dog who used to go up the slide and go down the other end. It was a long time ago that will always be remembered, especially going to the park.
I remember many happy days at Monkton Park Swimming Pool, with my parents and friends. We would take a picnic and spend the day there. The sun always seemed to be shining on those days and people came from miles around to use the pool.
I was strolling around the pool with my friends one day when Mervyn called out "Hello Blondie! ". We were married for 44 years until he passed away in April 2010. We shared many ...see more
I remember as a wee girl going with my brother Donald to buy sixpence worth of stale buns. I don't remember the bakers but it was behind Boots the Chemist. It was always a treat if your mum had a spare sixpence and told you to go and purchase some buns. The temptation was always too much and the buns were often scoffed long before we got home. I remember we would disappear for hours in the summer ...see more
I had happy holidays at Coolham House with my Auntie Jean and Uncle Douglas (Colonel Cameron) when I was about 10 years of age. I remember there was a prisoner of war called Coconi (an Italian) working on the farm. I remember driving a horse and trap to the village. I no longer live in the area and I wondered if it still existed.
I grew up in the Bargoed area, in Cardiff Road to be precise! It was Gladestone Villa which is now known as the Parc Hotel or Reds. My parents were divorced and my mam and I lived with my grandparents there. Every Saturday my father used to come to see me and take me out to places, one of them was the Cameo Cinema at the bottom of Bargoed where the Job Centre is now, it used to be called the Palace. The film ...see more
Our family lived in Glebelands and my father Leonard Smith was a Geography teacher at the Holsworthy Secondary Modern School as it was then. My sister Gillian and brothers Brian and Bernie went to the school but my sister Pamela and I (Annabelle) went to Okehampton Grammar. Previously we went to the Primary School from which I still have all my old school reports. We left Holsworthy around 1962 and ...see more
I arrived in Compton from Yatesbury where I was far from happy, but what a difference under Miss Dixon, the manager at Compton. I met my husband there and left to get married in 1953. If any of the crew there at the time remember me, I would be very pleased to hear from them.
I returned to Andover in August 2010 and was as excited as the day we left in November 1956 when my family decided we were going to Australia. 54 years is a long time and I think that my wife was surprised at how much I remembered because I was only 12 when we left.
If you know "Black Swan Yard" there is a small shop there with a window and a small door, it is not being used now but when I was there I helped my dad ...see more
I attended Shute School from 1963 to 1965 (my surname was then Vincent). My memories are reasonably food orientated: Midnight Feasts, wonderful afternoon teas when visiting schools came for sports, terrible porridge which you HAD to eat especially when placed on "Mardi's" (the headmistress) table. Lacross, netball. All the girls in love with the gardener's boy who was the only male in evidence.
I was 20, following a stint as a trainee mechanic (I only took the job there as Mick Becker was there) at the Druid Garage and us starting pop group. Affected garage+ not enough work, so following being fired by Mr Davies ("Reluctantly, lad", he said) I got a job after short spell unemployed at Hafod y Calch limestone quarry. Battle between Rolling Stones and Beatles for top of the charts - Beatles won ('I Feel Fine' - good ...see more
I was born 21st august 1943 at 60 Bellefield Road, a house that is still standing, only a blue brick terraced house with a cold tap and an outside loo. This was quite posh because some people had to share their toilets with 2, 3 or even 4 families.
Two doors away lived Nan and Grandad Parsons and across the road at 51 Cuthbert Road lived my aunt, uncle and cousin Alan Jones.
Bellefield Road was on the ...see more
With regards to this photo, I think if my memory serves me right it is Duke Street looking back from what was Benyons garage to the Market Square, I remember there used to be three butchers shops in this street alone!
1981 The year we moved into West Bradford, to Gable Cottage, built about 1790. For 28 very happy years we lived here. Aunty Nancy the cottage ghost showed her present sometimes! No gas, no lights overhead electric wires and telly pole in back garden! Well, in 28 years on we had gas lights etc etc! Well, it was time to move on. We settled on Portugal! Now we live in a village with no gas, sort of street lights, and a telegraph pole on front garden! We miss west Bradford!
I remember the High Street quite well. This photograph is looking north. Just up past the Police Station there was a cake shop, then a chemist shop (A J Mack), then there was Olby's, then the large shop, Rogers. Next was Woolworths, then Maloney's cake shop with its cafeteria. Next to Maloney's was Kennedy's fish shop, then Curtess's Shoe shop, then Fosdick's. There had been a 'pub - The Waterman's Arms - and ...see more
My first holiday without my parents! Horse riding and being lucky enough to stay at the Royal Hotel. There were stables at the back. At 11 years old and being with boys and girls older than me it was a shock! Oh, you don't dip your bread in your soup! And you are using your dessert spoon! Pooooo, not to mention the apple pie bed they made, top sheet folded! My first kiss on the cricket field, being ...see more
My memories of my 7years at Barwick House from 1973 - 1980 from the age of 9 years aren't perfect but where else would I have had the chance to ride horses, go sailing, join the Sea Cadets and become the man I am today....I hear a lot about people being abused at the school; yes, it was rough but then none of us were in there for good behaviour, we were in there because no other school would have us.
I loved it and ...see more
Following completion of my initial Army training at Squires Gate Camp, Blackpool and at Warley (Essex) I was posted to the School of Signals at Catterick. Le Catau and Baghdad Lines. After several weeks of Training as an Operator, Wireless and Line, the whole training school moved to Scarborough, what a pleasant change this was, we were billeted in an Hotel, I think it was called the Cambriudge, on the ...see more
My wife at the time, Beryl White, and I rember this shop so very well, also the old Post Office at the bottom corner. We used to live at 16 Wilson Drive. Life was a struggle at that time. Then we moved out to Sydney, Australia where life took on a new and successful direction. It was like moving into a new dimension. We eventually divorced, but still remain good friends. Life now is one of ...see more
I was evacuated to Rillington during the Second World War. I have been trying to find records of evacuees but have not been succesful. Does anybody remember the evacuees?
I used to love cycling from my home in Stokesley, through Hutton Rudby and through the water splash and back the long way to home. My surname was Wadsworth at that time.
I remember Barnehurst and Bexleyheath in the 1960s. I loved a girl called Lin who lived in Rudland Road in Barnehurst. We used to spend lots of Saturday afternoons in the Astor Cinema near to Bexleyheath Clock Tower. The Astor never had the latest films but it was cosy. I remember there were always two features and the first would be an Edgar Wallace thriller in black and white that always ...see more
I was checking the street views on Google Earth and for fun eventually found myself checking out HACKBRIDGE for which I have very mixed feelings.
Like another of your writers I used to wait by the factory gates of Mullards for my mother Jean (Emma Jane). She had worked there since post war and moved to Pascalls sweets (Mitcham) around 1956.
Having passed my 13+ with flying colours...mostly A's and B+'s ...see more
I was about 11 or 12 when my stepfather built the shop on the right with the dormer window in the roof. I had to help him, I tiled the roof because I wasn't strong enough to carry the tiles up the ladder so my stepfather laboured for me.t= The shop was a fish & chip shop and greengrocers shop, we lived behind the shop and let the flat above. I left home in 1950 and went to sea on the 'Queen Mary'.
My father was born In Dawley, John Leslie Millward, his brothers were Charles, and Leslie, and they were brought up by their grandad who was the village blacksmith, and Minister, in Dawley. I myself am John Leslie Millward Jnr, I live in Canada now. I just wondered if anyone from Dawley remembers them or their children's whereabouts.
I remember when I was about 13 years old. Where the roundabout is now there used to be a very high wall which surrounded a large house which was the local surgery and I believe the doctor's name was Dr. Oakell. On the corner of Woodford Lane used to be Chester's ironmongers and the Co-op store and the Co-op butchers. On the opposite side of Woodford Lane was Frank Eaton's newsagents and he also had a bicycle shop ...see more
I remember visiting my Uncle Martin who lived in this house that my Gran Hannah and Robert Scanlon formerly lived in, they had 10 children, although they were not all in the house at the same time, things must have been pretty tight. Two bedrooms upstairs, main room, with a fire etc for cooking and my grandparents room downstairs. The toilet was across the row, at the bottom of the garden, bit scarey on a dark windy ...see more
So many memories to choose from. I will try to keep it brief! My dad (Bob/Lofty) and Mum( Diana/Di were rehoused in Tillingbourne Road (1960), when their previous home, on the site of the old Chilworth Gunpowder Factory, was deemed uninhabitable by the Guildford Council. We were lucky in that our new home was still on the Tillingbourne Stream bank, just further along towards Guildford. From our back garden in ...see more
I lived in Alston during the Second World War. My father was the manager of the foundry there. We left in 1948 I was 10 years old. I have visited many times over the years but am now finding it a difficult place to walk around with my rolling walker. I just love it there, I think the surrounding scenery is some of the best in the world.
I remember Medomsly DC for Young Offenders, you were frightened when you went in and horrified when you left. I did one sentence there and was happy not to do a second sentence there. My next sentence was Bostal and you were better treated there. So what, I was a re-offender, at least I missed out on a second spell there.
I was born in Nottingham and came to live in Gateshead when I was 4 years old. My mother was in the W.R.A.C and met my father when she was stationed down there. He was a Waiter in the Crown Hotel in Bawtry and was originally from Derbyshire. They were married in 1942 had me and my brother and decided to move to Gateshead. My mother was homesick for her family.
I remember as though it were yesterday...my ...see more
I used to play around this pond, ride my bike through the edges, and later on caught fish here. Many of those were aquarium species that had been released into the pond. We used to catch goldfish often, and I once placed a crayfish into this pond that I'd brought home from a fishing trip. Our bikes were far from mountain bikes but we hurtled down the other side of this hill on various tracks through the tussocky ...see more
We were evacuated to North Molton during the Second World War, I remember going to the school and being billeted in various homes, one on the hill near a baker's shop - what lovely smells. I also remember the Lysander plane that crashed into the church, and the bullets exploding. I remember going picking blueberries on Exmoor for people from London and getting paid, and wild strawberries near a railway station, skinny ...see more
I was born in Lambeth hospital in 1936. My parents moved into Nepaul Road off Falcon Road. My first memories of the Second World War were the blitz and air raid shelters. We were not bombed out but the estate was saved by Christ Church tower, I am not sure what date but believe it was the time of the V1s.
I remember going to school in Mantua Street and in 1947 going to Lavender Hill, leaving home and crossing ...see more
The two ladies are of the era of my grandmother, Edith Hanchett. It reminds me that my late father, Arthur Hanchett, was born in 1919 in Moulsham Street. Is it possible the lady on the right could be her? Sadly she died in 1929 in a road accident. This is the same year Wyatt Earp (of western fame) died in America.
My husband Ronald Jones was in the childrens home The Home of the Good Shepherd in Hanley Swan from approx. 1938 to 1944. He was twelve when he left. He has many happy memories & some sad, of his time there. He particularly remembers the American soldiers stationed nearby & their kindness to the Home boys. He has fond memories of the Master & Matron Mr & Mrs Carr, also Brooksie who ...see more
I left Rainsford School in summer 1959 and worked for 6 month on Hoffman's assembly line. I then joined the Chelmsford Co-op Grocery, starting on the provisions counter, in Wells Street where I trained under Arthur Halliday (he also trained my father in about 1925). They were happy times. We served every customer from counters (no self service), everything was weighed and wrapped, ie bacon, butter, sugar, rice, ...see more
My great-grandmother is burried in the church and owned the George Inn in 1881.
I used to come to Piercebridge when i was 11 years old and stay at the George Hotel, my sister was manageress, her name was Iris Wood. I had never been back till two weeks ago, the hotel looks just the same. We really enjoyed our stay. We could live in Piercebridge.
I was in the Military Police stationed at Inkerman Barracks in 1962. It's a shame most of it has gone.
I was born in number 11 in 1932. My family name was Clough. MY dad was known to most people as Sammy Clough. We moved to number 28 a few years later. My Grandparents lived at 24. My great aunt at 22. I went to primary school and Sunday School in the Street . We used the shop at the top of the street known as Ginny Woodward's. Most of my memories were of 1940s, of air raids when my sister and I ...see more
I spent two weeks of every school summer holiday in the 1950s in Allonby with my mum and two aunts and numerous friends. We used to either rent a cottage in one of the farmers' fields or in a old converted train carriage. It was a long way from the hustle and bustle of post-war London and I loved it, especially the horse riding. If I could ride every morning and afternoon I would. I remember Mrs Jackson and ...see more
After the 'blitz' we , the young children were shipped of to Dosthill. My brother and I were to live with an elderly woman, a Mrs Pike. Mrs Pike had a married daughter named Dolly, a very kind woman. I remember the school, walking there daily, and all those chickens. The quarry, stay away from the quarry, which I did. Mrs Pike had trouble taking care of us due to her age, we were to be moved.
You move me, ...see more
My memory of Laleham is of when my father would come and collect us for weekend visits, he would come and collect us on a Saturday, and take me and my brother to the caravan park where he lived at the time, now known as Penton Park, at the end of Mmixnams Lane. My grandad also lived there, Albert Stock. My brother and me used to walk across the golf course to get to the river, and a man would take us across ...see more
When I was a student I worked at the Cactus Gardens in the summer of 1957 and 1958. The gardens were owned by Lieutenant General Sir Oliver Leese and his wife, Margaret. They lived in the wonderful Lower Hall, behind the high wall on Worfield’s main street. The sixteenth century, Lower Hall was given to Margaret by her mother, Hilda Leicester-Warren, who was a Davenport before her marriage and also owned ...see more
I came to live in Dalmuir in 1973, and it was a bad time as I was 15 years old, and knew nobody apart from a friend I made at school from Duntocher. I walked that road as often as I could...safely.
Dear friends of Burrow Hill School, my name is Eric Morris. I am asking you if you knew my brother Raymond Morris, he was at Burrow Hill School when I left in 1953, Easter time. He was there about September 1953 until sometime in 1954. Hope you can help. My brother has no computer so my email address is morriserick1@aol.com
How well I remember having to march down to the rectory for our school dinners, the chatter was mind-boggling, my grandma used to say!I can hear you boys coming as soon as you get by RA's shop", that was Instones the butchers at Church Street. My gran's house or perhaps I should say houses as they were the row on the right-hand side just past Wedges shop and my great-grandad's was the old pub on the ...see more
I found out that my great-grandmother was born at Tintern, she came with her parents to Warrington in 1870. Warrington was a big name in Wire and so was Tintern, that is the link.
We first visited Tintern in 2003 and fell in love with it and the area. My ancestors were all bBaptised, married and buried at St Mary's, Chapel Hill, with the exception of my greatgreat-grandparents who married at St ...see more
My brother and I were evacuated to Mansfield Woodhouse in 1940 from Southend. We came with our school, London Road Primary School, and some of our teachers including the wonderful Miss Whisker. We lived with various families - the Cookes at Sunnydale Poultry Farm, the Marchants at 6, Coke Street, the Owens in Tennyson Avenue and the Colliers in Stainforth Street. All organised by the redoubtable Mr. Hudson I ...see more
I remember when my uncle Lloyd Pritchard lived in Mill Terrace with his son Jack. Uncle Lloyd was my mother's eldest brother and was the first child of Lloyd and Hannah Pritchard who lived at Bunkers Hill, Bersham. He rode his bike around the village until he was well into his old age.
I remember when I was a little girl living in Marchwiel with my mum Mary and dad Archie and my brothers and sister, uncle Lloyd and auntie Lizzie lived across the road from us with Jack.
I have been coming to Babbacome for 20 years or so. My husband and I loved this little gem of a find. Sadly he passed away 4 years ago and I returned on my own to visit a couple of years ago, it's a long way from Glasgow, but was always very much worth it. I love my cream tea in Angels tearoom on the Downs and my strolls in St Marychurch precinct, the views from the Downs are stunning. It was very ...see more
Now I can't say 100% that it was Marden but it just sticks in my mind. Although I am only 31 now I went hopping a couple of times with my family who were originally from Silvertown.
The last time I went was in the early to mid 1980s when everything was packing up.
The things I remember about hopping was the huge cook house which had several fireplaces in along with a few old sofas and mattresses where we ...see more
George and Jo were my uncle and aunt and I spent days with them when I was young, I am 58 now but would love to get in touch with anyone who knew them. I remember the parrots well! I can be found on Facebook if anyone wants to get in touch. I would especially like to here from anyone who worked for them.
