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Dad was village copper for several years (our old Police House is now "Peelers" in Thorneydown Road) and had a number of people he got on well with. He tended not to panic too often but one day a message came through that had him rush out in panic because of the loss of one of his friends, Pat Pocock from the Post Office. I can't remember the exact year but it was early 1960's. Later the Post Office was ...see more
This path was a lifeline to me when I was going to school on my bike. As you look at this picture there was houses to the left and Halton Brow and corn fields to the right. I came down this path on my bike and up Boston Avenue to Grange Sec Mod. The downside was going back up it, it was very steep in those days, the opening in the village was easily missed if you didn't know it, a very small entry between to buildings, a well kept secret to the villagers in those days.
The space between the houses and shed was the beginning or the end of the Under Road, it went round to the other side of the village, and finished opposite the chapel on Main Street, a nice walk or bike ride in the summer, or a short cut to the common, or the steps that went up to the castle. The old smithy was on the right if you went from this end, I suppose it was named the Under Road because the castle loomed over the top of you as you walked along, a nice quiet road in those days.
My great grandparents, my nanna (and all of her siblings)and my mother all lived in this house. I'm not sure of the timeframe but it was for a number of years. My mom had many fond memories and stories of the crinkly wall across the street, as well as the 5 Bridges. My family name is Harvey. My grandfather and his family also grew up in Easton. His family name is Last. I visit Easton everytime I go ...see more
The year is a guess, but I have fond memories of playing in the sand at Ferry Hut, waiting for my dad to go by on his tug boat, when the Manchester ship canal was in its heyday. He would wave to me my sister and mum. The tugs I remember was the Bison/Quarry/Panther, they were all stern tugs used to steer the big ships that went from Eastham to Salford docks and back again. I remember the big boys that would hold on to the ...see more
I remember this pool vividly! One day I was riding my tricyle round the outside of the pool, which wasn't filled with water at the time. Unfortunately I happened to fall in and I cut my hand on a broken glass. After 34 years I still have a scar to prove it.
I know this is a picture that was taken 25 year prior to when I was born, yet I still get amazed at the dates of the pictures around my home town! The progression just amazes me!
We bought our house in 1968, it is almost opposite the Red Lion. The landlord at the time was Mr. Fred Nobles who was my wife's uncle, and we believe he had been landlord from about 1955. The pub still had an orchard at that time with Gents toilets "up the yard". One of the most talked about clients was the Lion from Wellingborough Zoo who visted the pub and stood with his front paws on the bar while partaking of ...see more
In our school holidays I used to go fishing and swimming down the brook below Pioneer Ave, that's where I lived, number 19 Pioneer. We moved to Windsor Ave in 1978. I used to knock about with Simon Loake, Barry Goodman, Dean Underwood, John and James Twelvetree. We also used to roam the allotments and the surrounding fields, armed with catapaults and our pockets full of stones. Towards the end of the 6 week hols the ...see more
The Round House has fond memories for the Perry family because my late father (Ronald) was born there in 1924. He was the youngest of five (Win, Leslie, John & Patience). His father John worked on the land with the oxen for Lord Bathurst.
Hi Joan, We're trying to locate Susan Whitwell born 1960 while living at 32, Zouch Avenue, can you help?. David Thompson
Going to G F S at the church rooms every Friday evening to practise our folk dancing ready for the Eisteddfod at Llangefni in the May. (G F S: Girls Friendly Society). We still have our standard in the church at Llangeinwen. The drama practice at the chapel rooms every Monday evening with Mrs Roberts Gelliniog Wen.
I was a soldier at Bradbury Lines when this happened. The Father of the baby was our Troop Lieutenant ...Richard Vincent. He was a lovely man and well liked by we boy soldiers. We never saw him again....no doubt he was given a long spell of compassionate leave. But 30 years or so later he had risen through the ranks to be Field Marshall Sir Richard Vincent and was in charge of NATO ! I have very fond memories of my ...see more
Hi, my name is Mark Adams, I also went to Hurn School with Ben, Paul Sheil, Paul Belviour and Richard Beerdragger. I went up to the school also and was disapointment to find that it had been turned into appartments. This is where I had the best of my school years. Do you remember the headmaster's name, Mr Morris and some of the teachers' names like Mr Watson, Mr Hurley and Mr Fraizer the maths teacher. Plase reply.
My brother, Peter, and I were uprooted in 1939 from our home town of Deal in Kent, to live firstly in Troedyrhiw, then Pentrbach, and I had a short stay with Asaph Jenkins and his wife in Abercanaid. We sucessively attended schools in all those villages and Merthyr Vale. I left Troedyrhiw school [not the splendid place Afan Taf] the day before my 14th birthday to go to St Albans, Herts, to work for a small ...see more
I was born in North Seaton Colliery and have very happy memories of my childhood and all the people who were part of my life. I left at 16 to work in Newcastle, the beach was perfect, never have I had such happy times, picking winkles and fishing for dabs. Brenda Hudson as was.
I called on many customers in Adisham village before the popularity of the automatic washing machine affected the laundry trade. I served all the main traders: Hosking Post Office, Best Bakery, Colmans Farm, and numerous private households. The generosity of the customers in providing tea and cakes added pleasant hours to my journey and I sometimes took the Sunday service at the Baptist Chapel. My Monday round ...see more
Is there anyone out there who was at Laleham Abbey Convent School around 1953?
Does anyone remember my father Cyril Evans, and his family. I think he left the village around the 1940s at the age of 14???
me and my two sisters Christine and Beverley were christened in this church, I was also confirmed here by Dr Donald Coggan who went on to be Archbishop of Canterbury
My Grandfather Joseph Wall owned this pub in the 40s I think. Him and his wife Elsie, and my dad James, eventually moved to Ebor Street.
I went to Flaxley Road Primary School until 1969. There was a single classroom to the front of the school run by Miss Reid, my grandmother's friend, I was scared stiff of her.
Kirkby Green. I was born here in December 1941. My family lived in the house at the side of 'The Beck' which had a water wheel used for driving a mill. My father worked for a local farming family, the Wrights. I have no memories of my life here as we left the area in 1942, but my brothers and sisters have told me about life there. Some years later I was involved in a road accident which resulted in my being in ...see more
I stayed one night at this hostel in early April 1957. A friend and I had set out from our home town of Reading on a 5 night circular cycle trip - our first such trip. Mitcheldean was our second night's stop, the first being at the then Inglesham hostel north of Swindon. We then went on to hostels at Clifton-on-Teme near Worcester, Broome, Warwickshire and Charlbury, Oxfordshire before returning to ...see more
Memories of Hope Memorial Camp--Easter 1958--thirty of us second year pupils (age 14) six fourth years and four teachers travelled from our school in Hertfordshire by coach to London Euston to go by train to Penrith. Quite an adventure, I was bitten by a dog on the train, never told my mum. At Penrith we changed trains and went on to Braithwaite, on arrival it was getting dark as we pushed our ...see more
My name is Sandra and I am the little girl on the right of the picture. I lived at the Post Office with my grandparents, Mr & Mrs Robinson and I have very fond memories of growing up in the village. The bigger girl with me was Ann Tatters who used to take me to school at Yanwath.
I can remember the only time I went in the pool at Marsden Park. I couldn't swim and was about 7 years old. For some reason prob the cold water my mum didn't want to go in the water so a neighbour took me in. That was the only time I ever went in. I live in Australia now and have a pool in my backyard. I went back to Nelson in 2004 and took my two boys to Marsden Park. I felt really sad that the pool wasn't there any ...see more
The pub in the picture is the original H&C which was burnt down only a few years after this picture was taken. The pub was then rebuilt further back from the road. There are still elderly people in the village who remember their parents and even their grandparents going to the local for their usual. One old lady's husband used to go to the pub a lot. Mrs Liddle lived at the top of Velley Hill until the 1960s I ...see more
My friends and I were all in the choir here - I think it outnumbered the congregation usually. We had to share a vicar with Ludgershall. Choir practice was on a Friday evening. When the War ended in 1945 they were desperate for bellringers so us kids all got to help. It was not much of a holy peal though. I spent many happy sumer days sitting on the ivy covered wall outside waiting for Sunday ...see more
I lived with my parents in Zouch Avenue nearby but did go to school with a girl who lived in one of these cottages. The River Bourne is/was directlyopposite and every winter it overflowed, ran across the road and flooded the downstairs of these cottages. The pianola lived permanently on a pile of bricks. The way upstairs here was a ladder in a cupboard. I did envy that child as I was only about 5 ...see more
The ABC song certainly brought back memories of my regular Saturday morning trips to the pictures in the late 1940s and early 50s. In Aldershot we were lucky that the ABC – the Ritz, and the Empire – an Odeon cinema, were situated right next to each other. We looked at each programme displayed and, depending on which film we fancied, chose the one we wanted to see. It certainly gave our mums an hour ...see more
A delightful place to work if only for six months. We would lunch at the Brocket Arms or take a picnic into the grounds by the swimming pool. We did work as well; caring for the silk worms in the mornings and showing visitors around in the afternoons. My favourite task would be to walk the grounds collecting flowers and foliage for the arrangement in the hall. The downside was the 5 mile bike ride each way in all weathers.
I lived at 257 Frimley Green Road- where Warrens' garage now stands - 1942 to 1954. There was an air-raid shelter on the Green which we watched being demolished. Every Nov 5th there was a gigantic bonfire on the Green, fired by paraffin donated by Percy Warren; squaddies would come down from Deepcut and add to the tumult, one year detonating the Gents at the Rose & Thistle. Whenever I'm in the south I have a ...see more
I remember the Granada, 6 pence for the Saturday morning flics. I always felt sorry for the plonker that had to do his bit and make us sing along before the flics started. After the show, down to 'Notarianni's for a 3 penny wafer of ice cream, then walk home along Lavender Hill re-enacting the main film or the trailer and trying to suss out what the hero would do to get out of the predicament he was left in for a week ...see more
As a child I grew up in bomb ravaged Mitcham. I lived in 16 Ashtree Avenue, Mitcham. We were bombed as so many other people were. I attended the 'Star School, Benedict Road. until around 1947ish then the family moved to Battersea. The Star School was memorable for me in that Miss Gregory a Welsh teacher took particular delight in tormenting pupils, in particular myself. And Daddy Weston ditto, one day he walloped a kid that ...see more
I remember all of the pubs, and especially the Swan as we liked to think it was part of the Swan family. In fact my brother, John, had a special corner dedicated as "Wings Corner". I remember going there as a child and buying crisps from the side door.
I was one of the many paper boys and girls that worked for Horslins the newsagent. I would get up a 5:00 am every morning and wait outside in the cold for the papers, magazines and comics to arrive. We used to have to mark up our route and then get out and deliver the papers. I hated doing it during the winter months because it was so cold and dark. I also remember the fish shop and I bought my first ...see more
I loved attending this school when Mr. Rackstraw was the headmaster. I have great memories of Mr. Kincaid, Mr. Britnell, Mrs. Cooper, Mrs. Turner, Miss Pittam and Ms. Hill (P.E. teachers). Everyone was afraid of Mrs. Brooks. Does anyone remember the air raid shelters they had in the playground?
I was in the very first class to attend the brand new Westgate School. My class moved from Haymill Annex on Elmshot Lane. We were all so excited. The 1A students were in Mrs. Evans class and was she strict. She ruled with an iron fist and we all learned to be quiet when she walked into the room. My favorite teacher was Mrs. Ramsbottom (the physical education teacher). I loved netball and hockey. It was at ...see more
I attended the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints little Church (not Morman) next door to the pig farm when I was 24 years old. Because of the love and friendship I received there, I had the opportunity to come to America as one of the families agreed to sponsor me. Forty-four years later, I still attend the same Church (now called the Community of Christ) in Lima, Ohio.
I was born at number 11, and was told I did not open my eyes, so Mrs Tyreman baptized me. She had changed from Methodist to Catholic when she married her husband who was a tailor. When the priest came the next morning and blessed me I opened my eyes. I was given a spoonful of brandy to keep me alive, and was told I was talking by the age of two. I had two bouts of Double Pneumonia before the age of six, but was an ...see more
I am taking a guess at the year, my paternal grandfather was one of the partners in a foundry called Wood and Stannard. The business was at the lower end of the High Street, and oposite the road to the church and the Five Bells pub. Not entirely sure what year he left Brittania House (as that was what it was called), I have very vivid memories of Dr Summers and his monocle, I was told he was a Colonel ...see more
I was 10 yrs old and suffered badly with asthma when I was transferred from Bryn Bras Castle Open Air School, Llanberis, N. Wales to an Open Air School or Home on Hayling Island - I have very little memory of the 6 months I stayed there after 12 months in Bryn Bras Castle. We were looked after and taught by Catholic nuns in Wales - but I have no memory of where I stayed or how I got to Hayling Island. Very ...see more
This view of the harbour taken in 1888 has by chance captured dead centre the very spot where 120 years later the dancers and musicians of Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers turned out to entertain crowds of holiday makers one warm summer evening. We gathered as dusk was falling at 8pm and the fairy lights and illuminations were twinkling all around the harbour. Our band ...see more
I remember exactly when I first went to Southend. It was October 1957 and I can be so sure as I remember seeing newspapers on sale with the fantastic news about the successful launch of the Sputnik Russian satellite. It was exciting news to round off an interesting day as my family took my on the outing of my choice to celebrate my twelfth birthday. I recall the green and cream ...see more
This picture brings back fond memories of my childhood, I remember fishing in the pool just under these trees, I caught my first pike and perch there and I was only 11 yrs old. There used to be a beach just next to the pool and I remember other older fishermen, fishing there, casting across the river and landing 6-8lb chub, I never did manage to get one of those. Lucky for me, I have relatives who live in ...see more
My Grandparents William Garside and Evelyn Bowden were married on 29th February 1896 in Cardiff and Grandad lived in Roath prior to his marriage. I imagine they may have also stood in this spot when courting, looking quite similar.
This pond used to be known as The Silver Cup Pond but I do not know where the name originated. Here was where children would sail toy boats or paddle. I have not yet come across a current photo or reference to this pond so I am wondering if it has survived health and safety strangulation. Would love to hear more about it.
We moved to Romford in 1954. First we lived at Mawneys and attended the primary school there. In 1955 we moved to Oaks Avenue and I attended Pettits Lane Secondary Modern School. I left in 1959. The pillars just below the trees in the photo, was the gateway to the Whykam Hall which belonged to the church. I remember spending many happy times at the weekend dances. I could really Rock'n' Roll in those days! I used to go ...see more
Hartford Secondary Modern School, Northwich brings back very fond memories. The teachers were very good and enthusiastic, encouraging us all to do well. Mr Beech was the Headmaster, very keen on cricket. Mr Baines Assistant Head, who was a lovely man, full of good advice. Miss Hunt an outstanding Music Teacher. I remember a romance between our P.E Teacher and History teacher, they eventually got married I think. ...see more
From a baby in the sixties up until my late teens in the eighties, I spent two weeks in August every year in Caister with my family. These were the happiest times of my life. We were on the beach every day for two weeks every year, and the weather was always hot and sunny. I particularly remember my brother and I going to the wooden cafe every day on Caister Beach, for chocolate. It was ...see more
I remember my parents taking us children to see the Blackpool illuminations as a birthday treat, where we would see all kinds of animations along the prominade and all the trams where also lit up, that was some 48yrs ago. I don't know if this still happens, enjoy.
This place has not changed in nearly 100 years. I lived here for 15 years. The houses were originally built for Billings (the printers) workers All of the houses had an equal share in the green at the front, there was a committee and we all paid subs. We used to have a man who cared for the shared area called Mr Percy Lemon. We used to close the gates at both ends to stop cars from driving in when the children were playing on the green.
My Great Aunt stayed in Holly Garth and we visited her frequently as children during the 1970's early 80's, I have many, many happy memories of times spent in the beck, herding ducks and Suggit's ice cream, the best on the planet. We spent many hours walking up High Street to the High Green, walking up to Captain Cook's Monument and up Roseberry. My Gran (Laura Armstrong as was) and Grampa used to take us down, they are ...see more
Sandwich Town relied on its toll money taken on the bridge, which was used purely for the town's benefit alone and it became wealthy over the years because of it. During the 1960s I think it was, Sandwich came under the jurisdiction of Dover and was asked to hand over the money in its coffers at the turnover. The Town Councillors decided that this was not to be and put it to the townspeople what they wanted them to do ...see more
I lived at 31 East View, from 1956 until I went to college. I was the son of Edgar Howells and Myfannwy [in fact they were my guardians from 1956 onwards]. My story really unfolded big style in 1992-2001, and I made some fantastic discoveries.The story can be found on HTTP://art-science.com/agfhs/d_auer.html Dave Howells.
I have no memories of Willesborough as I visited it for the first time on 26.8.08. My reason for visiting was that I was trying to find where my grandparents once lived, and surprise surprise it's still there, 105 The Street. Their names were Thomas Alfred Barton and his second wife Flossie May Foster. This was Thomas's second wife, his first wife Kate Elizabeth Butcher was my mother's mother, her name was Daisy ...see more
I have no memories of Corton, I was born there on sept 2nd 1959 @ Rogerson Hall, that is all I know. I did visit this year for about 1 hr as I was in the area but would like to know more about Rogerson Hall and if anybody was around at that time it would be great to here from you, thanks.
My father (Robert Summers born Dec 1916) was 6 months old when his father was killed in Ypers. A few years later my gran remarried a miner, James MacLachlan, an ex Cameronian. My father told me a story of how, during the strike and at the age of 5 or 6, he came home from school to see the village people crowded on the street shouting and cheering. He saw his mother, holding his baby brother in her arms and wrapped in a ...see more
During 1956/57 my parents lived at Oldington, off the Bridgnorth road and my local school was at Worfield. I was 6 years old at the time and attended the school there with my older cousins, Olive, Micheal and Alan Woodifled. We were picked up by the bus at the top of the lane and it chugged its smoky way down to the school in Worfield. I loved it there. Such a cosy, intimate place. The most memorable thing ...see more
Not a memory, but a mention of my ancestor great great great uncle Elijah Mecklenburgh, born 1837 at Bradfield and died 1913 in Maldon. All I know about him was that he lived at Ravens Farmhouse in Woodham Walter in 1871, and that he had connections to the Old Rodney Pleasure grounds. I have no idea what the pleasure grounds were, or even if they still exsist, so seeing this photo with reference to the Rodney was great, but if anyone can add any memories, it would be even better.
I was three when we moved to Muswell Hill in 1951. My parents had both been in the forces and it was difficult to find accommodation for a family. My grandmother knew a Mr. Wood, he was a judge. His son and daugther-in-law had recently moved into their own home and Mr. Woods wife was dead. He was apparently in need of a live in housekeeper and part-time handy man and offered the ...see more
1948 was the year I was born. My parents were living in Twickenham at the time. My mother was admitted to The Bearsted in Hampton Wick and I was born there. It stands only about 100 yards from Hampton Court Palace front gate, in the road directly opposite. It was apparently a VERY hot summer! This summer I went back to Hampton, as part of a 60th birthday treat my husband organised for me and found the ...see more
This was the entrance to Parkstone Girls' Grammar school where I went from 1956, with Miss Allen as headmistress, until we moved to the present site in Sopers Lane in, I think, 1960 or 61, when these buildings were taken over by Ashley Cross Secondary School. The carved doors in the centre of the front were featured on the cover of the school magazine. Behind the little door to the right, which I don't ...see more
We were bombed out in Cardiff during the blitz in Cardiff and my father got us a house in Porthcawl. We lived on Mackworth Road. I have many happy memories of those days. I went to New Road School and then to the senior school, now a comprehhensive I think. I left Porthcawl in 1953 but still try and get back to Porthcawl every year for a short break, I wonder if any of the people I schooled with or spent my teenage years ...see more
Our family lived at Jackson Brow in Pott Shrigley. We were living in No. 2 when the war was declared in 1939 and we listened to this on an old Lissen radio which required two dry batteries and one wet accumulator to run. A year later we moved to No. 1 which was the house at the front. (It has been modernized from our days when it was a 2up/2down with no running water, no electricity and the 'petty', a good old ...see more
I worked as a tech rep for Rylands, Whitecross, Warrington and I stayed at The Hollies, Mevagissey every six weeks. Mr Jackson was the owner, "Jacko". His daughter was married to a local fisherman. During one visit I arranged for a wire rope to be collected for the fishermen's Co-Operative from British Rope At Par . For that action the Co-Operative made me an Associate Member of the Fishermen's Social Club. I ...see more
I have fond memories of the church as I got married in May 1973. I will never ever forget the beautiful atmosphere inside. I keep saying I will go back and visit it but I do not know if it still open and being used, can anyone tell me? Kind regards PAULEEN
My dad grew up in Bilsborrow in the house next door to the White Bull pub. I spent many a happy day at my nanna and granddad's house. My nanna used to be a cook at Bilsborrow Primary School and my granddad was a bus driver. They were very involved with the community. Our first born son is buried with my grandparents in St Hilda's. I love the place, it is peaceful and beautiful. When I visit to put flowers on our son's grave we always eat at the Roebuck.
I know the above scene well! I attended the Knole Park house - now sadly demolished - which was then a boarding school, St. Catherine's. One weekend we went on a day trip to the shore of the Severn.......fascinating place. Would love to go sometime and spend a night at the Old Bowl Inn. I understand that St.Mary's in Lower Almondsbury is now a closed church.........I remember walking down the hill on numerous ...see more
I remember climbing onto the roof of the Grammar School - I was in the fifth form, so this would be 1964 or 1965 - and scratching my name on the slates there, underneath my dad's name. He must have done it about 1932. And organising a Review when I was in the sixth form, with the money raised going towards building the original Leeds Playhouse, up by the University gym. Best of all was the rugby team; played 24, ...see more
I signed up for the Territorial Army and was posted to the Royal Corps of Signals in 1967. but after serving for two years in the Manchester area I relocated to London and - just my luck - one of my first annual camps with my new 39th Signal Regiment was back up north in Scarborough! The barracks were just about OK but the off duty hours were spent in the surrounding glorious ...see more
The Staverton Playing Fields were the location for the Elizabethan Fayre on August Bank Holiday Monday. Lots of entertainment was arranged including a jazz band, the Babelfish Ceilidh Band, Dog Racing, Punch and Judy, the South Hams Dog Agility team, and the Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers. I was there with my piano accordian to provide some music for the dancers and I think my job providing music was a ...see more
I lived in the house immediately behind "the big tree" from 1973-1975. I was only 8 or 9 years old and have fond memories of climbing in the lower reaches of that tree. I have a photo my parents took of the tree in the winter, and one can see how massive the tree's upper branches and trunk were in spite of having been severely cut back over the years. I last saw the tree in 1977 on a visit to East ...see more
I was born in 1933 and went to live in Broadford Bridge in 1937. There were two village shops, ours incorporated the Post Office. No electricity and when butter was required for the shop it was down in the well to keep it cool. The Bacon was in a metal box hanging in the tree. When the war started my father was called up in 1939 leaving my mother to run the shop. The helpful postman delivered all the papers ...see more
This is the best place in Devon to be. I still get excited when I hear and see the steam train. My sisters and I came to Goodrington when we were very young and I still come every year. We love this place so much we have a beach hut here and am hoping to move here in the near future. The park use to be packed with flowers and lights in the trees with all colours red, green, orange, yellow and blue. The same used to ...see more
I remember Kings fish and chip shop in Uxbridge Street, it's now a Chinese takeaway, also Trabulis Cafe, soup and exra bread for 8d (old money). In the 60s we used to go for our dinner when I was at Littleworth Boys School (now Kingsmead Tech College), also the Anbatina Cafe in Market Street next to the Lichfield Laundry, all knocked down now and replaced by a bookies, an off license and bank. Also the indoor market. ...see more
My name is Dennis Nurden, I have a twin sister Valerie, we lived in Sunningdale Ave when Murex sports ground was there. Though not born there we did all our schooling there and left when we were about 18yrs old. At school I did paper rounds and worked on Saturdays in Castle Sports, the shop left in photo. My father Sydney Edward Nurden and his family were from Rainham and some are still living ...see more
This was the year I left PC school to go to High School. I have immensely fond memories of school life here and the wonderful teachers, Mrs Cosier, Mrs Brady and Head Teacher Mrs Bruce. Lining up outside every morning for team games before school. doubtless to wake us up! The whole school chanting our times tables in unison which I think should be mandatory today in all primaries. It works. ...see more
As a family we moved to 10 Lavender Hill in 1948, dad managed the butcher shop, Dewhursts, before that it was Chalks. One side was the fish shop Hitchcocks and the other side Maplesden the funeral parlour. Our back 'yard' opened on to Beaufoy Road, it had the chip shop to our right and on the left garages where the hardware shop people in Queenstown Road stored vehicles (Fordson truck and BSA combination). When I ...see more