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1938 memories. Does anyone know anything else about this property...ie. when built? Thank you
My Dad The church at Whitchurch is a lovely place to wander and muse. My father died out shooting at Mapperton when I was 11, and what a terrible shock it was. What is nice for me now, 25 years later, is to still be able to walk down through the village past the 5 Bells pub, or over the lovely rolling fields, to the church yard where his grave lies amongst the rustling of the trees, birds chatting to each ...see more
My father Peter Gordon, was born in the Cloch lighthouse as his father was principle lighthouse keeper at the time. He used to tell me he jumped out of his bedroom window and go for swim. I was born in London and only once managed to get up to Scotland to see the lighthouse. Unfortunately my father died in 1969 when I was still young so did not get much detailed information about his early life. Wish I had known ...see more
I was born in Brewery Yard, Great Haywood. After the war my mum moved to Notting Hill, London, so in the summer holidays my sister and I would stay at Nan & Grandads in the village. Mum {Eileen Bailey} played the piano in the Fox & Hounds, Stubbs's were the local butchers. I spent a few months at the local school, during the Notting Hill riots. We would come on our own by train, { it was safe in the 50s} ...see more
Imagine my surprise while sitting here in U.S.A. looking at pictures of the village Brundall, the village that I was born in. I saw a picture of my dad, Sidney A. Brigham, launching a sail boat at Brooms Boat Yard. The year of the picture, number 11, is 1955. He had worked at Brooms since he was about 15 and worked until age 65. As a family, we spent many happy holidays on the river. It was lovely seeing all the photographs - they brought back many wonderful memories. Sincerely - Peggy
Hi, my husband, Tony, was born in Cooks Drove, Earith, in the actual house that's still there to this day. After a year there he moved to St Ives but we now live in Bluntisham. All his sisters were born in Earith and his dad used to bike to over railway crossing where he worked as the guardsman and crossing guard. But when we moved to St Ives his dad worked for the then St Ives borough council. His dad's name was Ernie Simons, and I wondered if anyone remembers him.
During this period my mum-in-law, Rosa Crumpler, lived in Stoborough, attended the local school and her father, James George Crumpler, owned the garage. Her claim to fame is that she regularly filled the tank of "Lawrence of Arabia's" motor cycle (on display at Beaulieu).
I lived with my grandma Elizabeth (Lizzie) Bignell at No 10 Ten Cottages from 1943 to around 1948. The houses were Estate owned (and still are) and my grandad Robert Bignell worked at the manor house first as a shepherd and then in his later years as a gardener. My mother was "in service" at a large house in the village which I think was owned by a family called Passmore. Three of my grandmother's sons were away ...see more
My family of Hurford all came from Upottery and later in 1860s setteld in Luppitt just down the track!
I do not have a memory exactly but have found out that my Grandma Braithwaite was born in Spark Bridge and a lot of her family of Hodgsons also lived there. Her father James Braithwaite was a blacksmith and a lot of the family of Hodgsons worked in the Bobbin Mill that used to be there. I just wish I could work out where they lived. On the census forms it states Spark Bridge with no road. I just ...see more
My name is Orin, Belgian born, and I lived at 68 Hazelmire Road, we lived right behind Petts Wood woods, there was a tree which we called the Crocodile, I still have a piece of this fallen tree...so many beautiful memories, although it was during a terrible moment in our lives, we still found time to be happy. We lived right under the Battle of Britain, and as kids we would follow the V-1's (doodle bugs) and see where ...see more
I would have been about ten years old and I remember on a lot of hot sunny days packing some jam "pieces" and filling an empty bottle with some diluting orange juice or even just water if there was no juice, wearing my swimming costume under my clothes and walking to the Avon Water up past Candie. There would be a crowd of us all different ages, usually about ten or twelve of us. Do you know it ...see more
My family were the Beards from the shop on the green next to the church. They had the shop from around 1754 to around the 1930s. George Beard the first was good friends with Thomas Turner who kept a diary, he recorded eleven colourful years of life in a Georgian village. Anyone who remembers them please keep in touch, I would love to hear your story. My grandmother was Evelyn Emma Beard / Kirkham. Thanks for your help. serenamkirkham@hotmail.com
I remember there being an Ashby's in Tonbridge Road down the road from the old trolley bus depot. My grandfather worked there as a cashier.
I was sent here some time around 1944/45?, I lived in a farmhouse to the left of this picture, just after the turning left, in fact the entrance was just on the right as one turned left. The family I think were called "Choules", or Choles", I can remember the post office on the right, and I also remember going down the lane on the right to what was then farm buildings on the left, where the cows were brought in for milking. ...see more
Just found this site while looking for Chinley which I believe is close by. Forge Farm memories of the fun times we had as children hop picking with nan and gran-dad, dad and mum, aunts and uncles and of course my siblings. At that time the farm supplied student teachers for the children's education, no one went as we were all too busy playing or fishing in the pond in the middle of the common. Home was a corrugated ...see more
The Greyhound on Wimslow Road was one of my favorite places as a child of 6-7 years of age. In 1939, I would often be lucky and as I came over the Railway Bridge from 15 Brereton Road, and after having an ice cream cone in the newsagents, to find the gypsy caravan was stopped in front of the Greyhound Inn. The men were inside having a drink; the women and children outside with the caravan. I loved ...see more
Throxenby Hall was a community home, I had the best years of my childhood there, I was there from 1969-74. All the staff were great, I had so much fun. I went to Newby Juniors before moving up to Scalby School, a very good school. Throxenby Hall had a sloping field with a football pitch, the slope made it difficult to play football but we had fun trying. The grounds had loads of tree houses and ropes to swing on as ...see more
Though I was not born in Scotland, I have been back many times and always end up in the town my family was a big part of. My parents, grandparents and g-grandparents have always been a part of the woollen mills and my mother ran the looms, my father fixed them and most machinery and my gran had a small store in the village with hot food and sweets. I'm doing the family tree and finding out more and more of the village ...see more
In the 1950s we had relatives who had a bungalow on the cliff top at Reighton, this was an old railway carriage that had been converted into a holiday bungalow, I can still remember the leather seats. I believe my parents, Tom and Edna Watson of Bradford, had the first ever caravan at Reighton. Dad built the caravan himself, and as far as I know he asked Mr Bayes, the farmer who owned all the land if they could put the ...see more
Ernest C Rick was my Great Grandmother's first husband. He owned this Gents Outfitters shop in Stodman Street, now it is Bakers Oven. I don't really have any information about him, only that he married Florence and had 2 sons. If anyone knows any more, please feel free to leave comments.
I was born in Cilfyfnydd in 1948, I lived in a house with my aunt, cousin, grand parents and my parents. I went to school in Ann Street and had other relations in the street. My dado and uncles worked in the pit and one was badly injured and later died from his injuries and one died at the pit. I still love the area but don't get there much. I remember the ice-cream parlour and the post office and the ...see more
As I lived in Raglan Road at the time my memories are: Of heading over the road to Mitchells and Butlers playing fields, a green strip that ran alongside of the brewery, and lying in the grass. I thought it was great, a green space all to myself, as Victoria Park and the Sandpark were a fair distance away to a 5 year old. Then came the snow of 1947 and my sister and I going to the canal wharf ...see more
My husband and I came to Sussex in April 2005 tracing my Caryll/Caryl ancestry. We took a bus from Brighton to Warnham, when we arrived in Warnham, I asked the driver where St. Margaret's Church was. He motioned up around the corner. When we got off the bus, the church bells were ringing. We walked up to the church and a vicar let us in. When he learned of my Caryl ancestry, he gave us a special tour of the ...see more
In Jan 1965 I married Margaret in Chepstow I was working for D A GRIMMER in Caldicot as a Television Service Engineer and Margaret worked at the Propellent factory in Caerwent. We moved into Harewood House and stayed there until August 1965 and then moved to Margaret's home in Wexford, Ireland. Yesterday I met up with my teenage friends after a period of 43 years, one of them, Tony Snook, lives at 2 ...see more
It was in the mid 50s that I went with my Grandmother to the Remembrance Day services held at the War Memorial. There were a group of WW1 veterans in a line and as a young child it was a surprise to me that they were crying. When I grew up and learnt what had been the horror of that war I understood. My Grandmother had several cousins who died and whose names were on there. She pointed them out to me, but I do not ...see more
It was in the mid 50s that I went with my Grandmother to the Remembrance Day services held at the War Memorial. There were a group of WW1 veterans in a line and as a young child it was a surprise to me that they were crying. When I grew up and learnt what had been the horror of that war I understood. My Grandmother had several cousins who died and whose names were on there. She pointed them out to me, but I do not ...see more
I spent a couple of weeks as a relief manager during the 1980 summer holidays for branches of Williams & Glyn's Bank and have happy memories of my time in Shrewsbury. The bank accommodated me at the Lion Hotel where the old coaching inn ambience was really lovely. However the word got round the farming community that the manager was away so several farmers took their chance to ...see more
I joined the 4th Bexleyheath Cubs in 1953 and remember a Summer Camp to Birchington in 1953 when the highlight was a coach outing to Reculver Towers. We travelled to Birchington in the back of an old removals lorry and the "Health and Safety" people would have kittens if they had seen all us eight year olds standing on our kitbags to lean over the lorry tailboard as we drove along!! I ...see more
Hi my name is Noreen and I lived in Farnham for quite a few years. I was actually born in Ash. As you go past the library, from the town centre, there used to be a private school called St Christopher, where I worked for a good few years. I started as washer up but progressed to main chef. Sadly the school closed in 1999. I had many happy memories of Farnham and working there.
Memories from that long ago tend to stick in the back of the mind until an association brings them out. Being a small child, the village green at Bearsted seemed gigantic and the village pond was just a pond. We used to paddle in the pond up to the top of our wellies, hoping that the water wouldn't run over the top and give us wet feet. The green was a favourite gathering place for a lot of children. One particular place ...see more
My brother used to live in Chelsham Rd. in Clapham, London, which runs from Gauden Rd. to Union Rd. In 1960 & 1961, I stayed with him for a week's holiday. He was on British Rail at Nine Elms. He has since passed away He used to drink in the Larkhall Tavern, in Larkhall Rise. I went back there a year ago, but couldn't find the pub. Has anyone got any memories of that area, particularly the pub & Chelsham Rd? I would love to get a photo of the Larkhall Tavern
My name then was Babs Collins and my memory goes back to World War II, when I and others from my school in Victoria, London were evacuated to both East & West Clandon. We had been moved very hurriedly in July 1940 from Brighton where our school was first sent to in 1939. This second evacuation was because the Germans had begun to bomb the south coast preparatory to invading us after ...see more
The house on the left is the one in which I was born. It had a shop underneath and a living/dining area on the ground floor and bedrooms and a bathroom and living room upstairs. The living room provided an excellent vantage point to view all the proceedings at the Methodist Chapel opposite. Never a wedding was missed and Mum would lower the shop blinds when a funeral was in progress. Our ...see more
My nannie was born in Higher Walton, Catherine Hawker. When she was 6 or 7 she was in the paper for stealing a shawl and pawning it to feed her brother as her father had to go to sea. I want to find out if there is any chance we can get that paper, can anyone help?
Hi, I was born in 1960 next to Little Wakering church, my dad Dennis, mum Babs and big sis Sue. The Yogi Bear test refers to a large square of trees at the end of the Parry that you had to climb round without touching the ground, many years were spent doing this and if you did complete the task you had to go round the opposite way which was very difficult for some reason. Without a doubt the Parry and the Wick gave me some of my greatest memories of Little Wakering. Mark Deeks.
I can remember organised races and games, promoted by the publishers of 'Sunny Stories' and the Hulton Press comics, which took place on Viking Bay or Louisa? Bay. You needed to have a copy of one of the papers to participate; in my time it tended to be the 'Swift'. The Punch and Judy shoes put on by a guy called Rollo (I think) were a bit violent. I can't remember it raining, either. If it did, I'm sure we blamed it on contemporary atomic bomb tests.
I was in Crawly House in Stanhope Castle School from 1978-1981. My memories were not too good, it was a horrible place to be when you were 11 years old. I visited Stanhope Home a year ago and it has been turned into flats, the school block looks like it had fallen down and is overgrown with weeds... which is probably the best thing for it! I went on to Richmond Hill as Stanhope Home closed ...see more
Growing up in Triangle in the 70s, I was the middle child of three children. My dad was Ian Whippey and my grandparents were Arthur and Lillian Whippey. We lived at 18 Rochdale Road, opposite the Triangle Inn, then run by the Collett family. I remember the harsh winters with snow drifts and also the hot summer afternoons. Sunday afternoons was a treat as Grandad took my brother Mark and I over to the pub for ...see more
I would to hear anyone who was born in this hospital the same time as me in July 6th 1956, and any nurses and doctors etc that got me delivered. Please write to me by post. Mrs Gail J Gray 17, Gunthorpe Road MARLOW, BUCKINGHAMSHIRE SL7-1UH England My mother was called Mrs Diana Pitwell and my father was called Mr Walter Pitwell.
I had never previously flown so at the age of 15 I went on an aeroplane for the first time. It was a flight from Heathrow Airport to Dinard in northern France which I made by myself. I was travelling to meet my French penfriend, Michel Laine, to spend the summer with his family and improve my language skills in anticipation of my GCE 'O' Level exam ...see more
I was born in Southgate in 1938 and lived near Oakwood Park until my teens. In the early years we were often taken to the Park to play on the swings etc. I remember the boating pond, and the tea house where, when the war had ended, we were able to buy ice creams which were delicious! Later on I played tennis on the courts in the Park. I also remember the wonderful poplar trees which were all along the ...see more
I was 12 years old that year, and we could not get to school for the big drifts.
Mrs Barrett, the Post Mistress at that time, gave me a 1947 farthing for luck when I joined the Royal Electrical and Mechanical Engineers in June 1952. She said she had given one to village lads in WW2 and most of them came back, so look after it. I went to Suez and came back and it is still on my key ring.
I was a student here between 1966 and 1969 and loved the place! Although it was an all-male Hall of Residence we organised events with other Halls from the University and Colleges. I was the social secretary for my Hall and got to meet some lovely people; although it is now more than forty years later I still remember very fondly Gill Bagshawe, Rosemary Smith, Lil Howie, Val Hugill, Gail ...see more
One way to meet the lovely nursery nurses who trained at the nearby Princess Christian College was to accompany them as they took their young charges out for walks to the shops or Platt Fields. I was the social secretary for my Hall of Residence from 1967-1969 so I had responsibility for getting the girls invited to our all-male Hall functions! I remember this row of shops and ...see more
Each year on the first Saturday in July there is a splendid festival of dancing, music and singing held at Sheringham. I have been to this festival twice in recent years as the band leader of Whitethorn Morris. Along with other musicians and dancers in our team we camped right next to the sea on the Beeston Regis Caravan Site. Nearby there were scores ...see more
I went to the Royal Scottish Country Dance Society summer school several times in the 1970's having been encouraged by my wife, Elizabeth, who was one of their teachers. The first school we attended together was in 1970 and I recall staying in Wardlaw Hall of the university. Other memories are the book shops, ice cream parlour, the sea mist rolling in by St Rule's Tower in the evenings and the fun parties shared with the many other dancers who attended from all over the world.
Netherfield House is now up for sale, the estate agent lists it beautifully, I have photos of the house as it was, and am glad to see that the current owners kept it beautifully as a house of that age should be
I believe the White Horse was run by the Pratley family in the 1940s - 1950s. Jack Pratley married my father's cousin, Kathleen (nee Keen). I am slightly confused as the name of this pub is sometimes recorded as the "White Horse" and sometimes the "White House". Kathleen's grandparents (my great-grandparents), John and Louisa Jarrett, are buried in Bladon churchyard. John Jarrett lived in Belmont Cottage ...see more
Having spent the first seven years of my life in Longworth, I remember Free's shop vividly. The Frees were friendly, welcoming people. Mr Free had curly hair and wore a tan-coloured kind of overall-coat. Mrs Free wore glasses on a chain. They ran the Post Office and sold all kinds of groceries and household goods, but I remember it for the sweets and ice creams – my favourite was a block of ...see more
I lived at the above address with my mum Evelyn and dad Jim Hoyle who for a time was the caretaker at the Stocksbridge C Of E school just across the road. My sisters Valerie and Vivien and I lived with with our parents in a one down and two up house at 420 . The other downstairs room of the house contained my grand father's ( Bill Brameld) cobblers and clog makers shop which as a very youg lad I would ...see more
I can remember Candy Corner, in the 1960s we would all gather outside this shop to decide what we would do with our day, it was such a lovely little sweet shop, my father in law used to buy 'Walnut Whips' in there on Sundays for my mother in law (that looks like his bike outside the shop)!!
My Great-uncle, Bertie (or Robert) Jarrett, was born in Oxfordshire in 1887 and lived in Limpsfield from the 1920s until his death in 1975. After serving in the Cavalry in the First World War, he became chauffeur to Sir Leslie Scott MP (Solicitor General in 1922), and later to Sir Benjamin Cohen KC. Bertie and his wife, Dorothy, had their own self-contained flat on the premises of one of these ...see more
In 1907 my Great-uncle, Arthur Jarrett, married Elizabeth Daniels in Ermington church. Elizabeth was the daugher of Frederick Daniels, who was then the landlord of the 'First and Last' Inn in Ermington. Arthur Jarrett was a groom for Lord Mildmay at Flete House. He also served in the cavalry, possibly the King's Dragoon Guards. I believe Arthur and Elizabeth lived in, or near, Ermington all their ...see more
"The Old Lady of Threadneedle Street" as the Bank of England is known maintained a small office in Glasgow fir many years. It was on the north side of St VIncent Place and I worked there between 1975 and 1978. On fine summer days I would cycle to the bank from my home in East Kilbride about 15 miles to the south but I rarely had the energy to pedal the whole way home in the evenings as there is ...see more
I was born in Glenavon Terrace in 1945, my parents moved to Cambridge in 1946. Every year since I can remember, I spent all my holidays, Xmas, Easter, summer, every spare moment I could back in what I believe is home. My granma and aunt moved to 30 George Street, I loved Caerau, it was in my blood, and still is, very proud to say I'm from Caerau. My time was spent winberry picking late summer, then ...see more
I lived at Cornerstones which was built for me in 1963/4, this is on Milton Mount Avenue. Both my sisters went to the Convent and then Milton Mount College. I used to fish in the lakes at Milton Mount with my Uncle in 1950/4.
I remember this photo well as I was born and brought up in Witton Gilbert. I was born in 1949 in Cheviot House at the bottom of Greens Opening, a very short walk from the Dene. I went to the "Tin School" which was the Infants school and now forms part of the by-pass which desecrated the village. I was told there had been a murder in the house in the dene which is why it was left to go derelict. ...see more
In 1952 I was serving in the Royal Air Force at R.A.F. Ouston, not far from Wylam. One evening there was a dance in the NAAFI and a number of young ladies came from the Castle Hill Convalescent Home by coach. I met and danced with a Miss Betty Lowry and we became good friends. I used to walk from camp to Wylam regularly to meet her, approaching the Home via the bridge. This lasted until I was posted to the Middle ...see more
Rumwood Court was the country home of Lord Rootes (of motor car manufacturing fame). During the war, the house was used as a maternity home for army wives to have their babies. I was born there in August 1942. My brother was also born there in July 1945. I have photos of myself and my father in his army uniform helping with the haymaking on one of our visits to my mother. I also have a photo ...see more
My family lived in Waltham Abbey from 1955 to 1961 and living there left a lasting impression on me. I attended Waltham Holy Cross County Primary School during this time and at the ripe old age of 8 auditioned there to become a chorister. The teacher was one Mr. Goodger whom I remember as a kindly old man. (I guess all adults seemed old in those days). Anyway I passed the audition and ...see more
I got married in 1968 at The Old Dagenham Church as it was known, although I believe its correct title to be St Peters and Pauls. (Correct me if I am wrong.) The marriage did not last, but I have 3 wonderful children and 2 fabulous grandsons and a new grandchild on the way. The pub opposite the church is the Cross Keys, which my dad Cliff O'Dell frequented with his friend Bill Chalk. I lived in St Giles Ave, with ...see more
I have lived in Saffron Walden all my life of 50 years. I have many great memories of Saffron Walden. My greatest memories are of the time we had at the locally named Paddler. The Paddler was at the top end of Rowntree Way. The area had a Pumping Station owned by the Water Board (still there today). There was a large paddling pool, 2 large grass play areas (no longer there due to houses being built). The pool was a ...see more
I grew up in Moorswater and went to Liskeard Sec. I have many great memories of my days there. I was lucky enough to be very successful at sport but my first taste of athletics will stay long in my memory. It took place at the interschool sports at Brickfields, I was in the junior boys 70 yards hurdles. The gun went and at the first hurdle I tripped and fell. Picking myself up, amazingly I still ...see more
My Great Great Grandparents were William and Elizabeth Pratt. In the 1880s William and his family had lived and worked on the Longleat Estate, William was the Head Gardener at that time. In 1891 they moved to Bath, and sadly William died there in 1892, and on his death certificate it stated that he died at 24 Southgate Street. Further sadness followed when son Arthur Reginald also died, he was only 14. Thanks to the Bath ...see more
In July 1959, I was born at home, to Eric and Ann Shields in Coldharbour village. My father was the village policeman; we lived in what was then the police house, which was situated next to the village shop opposite the schoolhouse. All of these properties have now been turned into private homes, but in the scheme of things, the wonder of Coldharbour is how little has changed in almost 50 years. I ...see more
We are sure that the policeman standing in his box doing point duty was our dad, PC Mcginty or number 100. He was a policeman for forty years with Preston borough and we and a lot of Preston people have fond memories of him standing in that spot.
Rather than Longfield Hill, this looks more like Longfield itself with Howe's Garage in the centre foreground. My Dad worked here from the late 1930s to when he retired in 1973; it was run by his uncle Frank Howe and his son David (now living in Herne Bay) joined the garage from about 1960. I remember the old petrol pumps for Shell, BP, National Benzole and Power. Later taken over by the Co-op as ...see more
Hello, my name is Colin Cochrane and I used to live at 103 Bewicke Rd with my parents Alec and Anne, and my brother and sister John and Andrea. Like most kids in this area I suffered from asthma and one night I had a bad attack and an ambulance was called. I was put in the back gasping for air and as it drove off a door fell off and I burst out laughing, clearing my airways so didn't have to go to hospital. I now live in Germany with my wife and 2 grown up children.
My father, Ken Hatton, worked as a surveyor with Cementation, a civil engineering company from Bentley Nr. Doncaster. They were driving a water tunnel under the Trough of Bowland. At that time we lived in Clitheroe at 12 Windsor Avenue off Henthorn Road. I remember going down Low Moor to a beauty spot known locally as "little Blackpool" on the River Lune, for some reason I always associate it with ...see more
My grandad, Terry Chalk, was born in Seale sometime around the early 1940s. His father lived in Seale, and worked in the farm there. Terry later left and married Jane Mitchell, and now they live in Ramsgate. Kent, he has two children and 3 grandchildren. I will write back when I have more details but until then please e-mail me if you knew him, or even just lived in Seale, and I shall pass it on to him at: www.ieshamathews@googlemail.com Thank you, Iesha Mathews (was Chalk)
I attended The Convent of the Blessed Sacrament between the years of 1963 to 1965 (inclusive). I was a dreadufully wild child from Colonial Africa and rejoiced in the name of Carol Anne Bult. The Reverend Mother of "The Towers" at the time was Rev Mother Marie Helen (Sister Mary Bruno was the headmistress). "The Fat Lady Sings" is a manuscript in the process of editing and publication, hence the title of this ...see more
I attended Ardwick secondary modern school for girls, many of my friends lived in Ardwick we would all walk to school together, on the way home hot vimto at the cafe so I got to know the area well. Of course we visited the Apollo cinema and the Hippodrome, then the Court School of Dancing in the Apollo building, Hyde Roadside chips from the chippy on the way home. 1964 till 1967 I worked at Union Street day nursery in Ardwick.
My father was manager of Greenwoods for a lot of years. Many Selby people will remember him. We lived around the corner at 1 Audus Street from 1955 onwards and the bedroom above the shop was mine!!!
My Grandmother, Grace Mary Enticknap (later Gravett) was born in Hambledon in 1906. I have just found this out researching my family history, and am so excited to find these old photographs of the village - and nearby Witley where she and her family also lived at one stage. Now I can imagine what life was like for her, her parents and siblings ... what a beautiful place to live! She and her husband later ...see more
My parents bought Strathmore which was a large house with 4 1/2 acres of garden just opposite the village shop on the road to Charlwood. We lived there as a family until about 1965, Peter Butterworth was a neighbour. Both my sisters Anne & Carolyn were married in Ifield Church. Friends who also lived in the village were John Reynolds and George Dutton. The Laker family were our gardeners. Strathmore is now a development of 54 Georgian style houses.
I lived at number 90 Stanley Road from 1964 until 1985. My dad worked at the Gas Board at the top of the road where the gas holder always seemed to dominate the skyline. Although it was an ugly building it was part of South Harrow and I think a few people were sad to see it taken down. Not many people knew that it was a nesting site for a pair of kestrels and they nested there since I was a kid until they pulled it ...see more
Spent 3 very happy years on the nursing staff, made many friends, who I lost contact with.
I went on a youth hostelling trip to the Isle of Wight in 1969 with my young brother Geoff and indulged our interest in trains by walking along the railway track of disused old steam train routes. However one memory that sticks out is the strange but true experience of riding on old London Transport tube trains which had been brought over to the Isle of Wight to run an electric train service ...see more
