Nostalgic memories of Bebington's local history
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Displaying Memories 11 - 19 of 19 in total
I was told by my mum, still here at 88 this week, that my grandad on my dad's side also lived in the old hall with his sister who ran a soup kitchen. His name was Herbert Walter Dawson, the same as my dad. They were both in the police. My dad, after the war, being in the Chesers in Egypt, went into Lever's then into the police. He reached the rank of Sergeant. My other grandad's farther was an interpreter to John Laird.
My mum was born in this thatched cottage in 1946, my nan Margaret Jane Quinn born 1917 lived here with her family beforehand. It was originally two cottages and my nan's mother and father lived next door, they were James Campbell and Mary Campbell. My nan told me many a great story of her home and also of the locals in the village during wartimes. My nan died in 2010 at the grand age of 93, she was probably one of the oldest residents still local.
My grandparents Mr Harry Thomas Gander & Mrs Louisa Jane Gander, retired as missionaries in India in 1954, having been in India from 1906 in the Tirunelveli district, Tamil Nadu and came to live in one of the little one bed bungalows in Bethany Crescent, number 9 I think? I remember as a child visiting them with my parents, we travelled all the way from Littlehampton, West Sussex. We went by ...see more
I grew up in Higher Bebington Road, my mum lived there from 1957 up until she died in 2008. I have seen so many changes. When we were kids we would pond-dip in the ponds on the fields at the back of the Oval now football pitches, I used to feed the horses in the field at the top of the road now Brackenwood infants school. I went to St Andrew's school when it was in Greenville, there are now houses there. ...see more
My family lived here at Bebington Hall until it was demolished in 1966-67.
The Hall was a large place situated where "Civic Way" is today. It was set in 3-4 acres of grounds. The picture you can see is showing the servants' wing, to the back left hand side of the hall. My great-g-grandparents' surname was Ellison.
I would be interested to see more pictures on the Hall, and some showing it being demolished. ...see more
Imagine my surprise, when I Googled Bebington from my apartment in New York City and up came a photograph of a row of houses opposite The Wirral Grammar School on Heath Road in Bebington, and one of them was my grandfather's! It is the left side of the first semi-detached house going from right to left in this picture. As a child I used to go to Bebington every other year with my mother, ...see more
My parents moved to Higher Bebington Road in 1960. We lived almost at the bottom of the row of houses shown on the left hand side of the photo. I too played in the park and jumped through the gap in the hedge!
When we moved in there were no houses on the opposite side of the road, they were built in the early sixties. The girls school was built about 1970 which really changed the character of the road. ...see more
Hi I am looking for any family on my father's sideof the family, my dad's name was Alan Waring, he had brothers Gillie and Walter/Wally Waring and a sister called Dulcie, I think they lived in Bebington for a while before moving to Eastham. My father's mother's name was Dorothy Stocker, if anyone could help I would appreciate it, many thanks.
On the left hand side behind the wall you can just see the top of the roundabout that we used to play on, along with the swings. The wall marked the boundary of Higher Bebington Park. There was a gap in the hedge next to the telegraph pole where you could jump down from the wall which we used as a short cut out of the park.