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Bostons second cinema to open was the New Quay Picture-House was situated in the High Street, opposite Van Smirrens tower building which still stands today. The New Quay was opened on Thursday 29th January, 1914, at 2.15pm, had a small seating capacity of only 350 on two levels, like the the New Theatre the Quay never opened its doors on Sundays. It was the town`s first cinema to present ...see more
My Uncle Derrick worked at the CWS. We lived in West Ashton Street where I was born in 1948. I went to Stowell Memorial Infants School then Trafford Road Junior Girls School then Ordsall Secondary Modern School for Girls. I was there on the opening day until I left in the fifth year.
I remember staying with my Aunt Mabel (Read) in school holidays at Holwell, during WW2. Fresh well water, local bacon & eggs for breakfast. Cranborne Chase, watercress, bluebells, rooks in the trees, walks to Cranborne for treats, cycling up Roke Hill to see my other relations at Cripplestyle. Sybil Sims, Jack & Elsie Sims who lived at Kingbarrow View, and Aunt Fan & Uncle Ben at the White ...see more
I attended St Anne's from age six to eleven; we had moved to Croydon so this was my second primary school. My memories are not good, on the first day I was told I had a 'heathen name' and it was all down hill from then. Some friends were made but lost when I moved on, Miss Williams was very frightening, the stuff of nightmares. We wore flat hats, indoor shoes and outdoor shoes, got sashes for ...see more
We moved to Bedfont from Percival Road in Dec 1949. I started at Feltham Hill school in 1946. My brother and sisters are; John, Barbara, Pat ,Pam and Jill. Went to Sat mattenee at the Playhouse.
It may seem strange for a male to offer these memories but boys were accepted in junior forms and I was at Shute School from the summer of 1939 until the Easter term 1941.
I and my sister, known as Ba Gauld, joined after returning from three years in India. During that first term I remember lunch on the lawn sitting on benches and eating at low tables, discovering the foul taste of beetroot which had ...see more
Does anyone remember the Park Inn in Ducie Grove? My grandad, Tommy Jennings, was the landlord for many years and his daugher Margaret and son in law Wilf, were my parents. My dad was also a taxi driver in Manchester for many years.
The house on the left is where we moved to from up on the hill in the background. The window closest, my old bedroom. From some point in the eighties, I started to play the drums. They didn't stop for about ten years and were added to by guitars, bass and keys. I would just like to say sorry to all residents at the time. Having a rock/metal inspired drumming fanatic living in the community, can't of been easy.
The Ironmonger, Mr Wilkinson, just down the street. My dad visited there almost every Saturday. It was his favourite place, and he would always come home with something! Anyone have pictures of the High Street in the fifties? Another store I remember well was Banks.
My mother, Mary Nicholson, was the daughter of Otho Francis Macmahon Nicholson, the son of Henry Donaldson Nicholson. My mother met my father, a first generation South African, during World War 2 when he served in the Merchant Navy. Otho was a master mariner who met his wife in Cape Town. My mother married and settled in Cape Town, South Africa. We have a treasured family album with photos of Walreddon Manor ...see more
My dad was born in Croydon in 1936, he lived in Milton Road. His name was Ray Simmons and he had two brothers, Reg and Ken. He married my mum Rita in 1961 and I was born in Mayday Hospital in 1962. I can remember spending my holidays visiting my nan and uncles, going to the Whitgift Centre and feeling grown up having a glass of lemonade in the Windmill pub at the top of Milton Road and getting a big K lolly from the ...see more
I vaguely remember being taken into the Post Office. I was aware that my father held me and I was corrected as I wanted to take the pen out of his top pocket whilst waiting for my mother. I remember it as being very large and spacious.
I visited Ber Street on a regular basis in the early 1960s as my great uncle lived there. This was pre-school days for me. My mum was born in Twiddy's court which is now Warminger's Court. I remember walking up alongside Surrey Street school and through an alley, to get onto Ber Street and across the road to get to my great uncle's home and business premises. There were 2 cottages there which were ...see more
It was a cold and wet evening when I had arrived in Peterborough, and having little money on me certainly not enough to pay for some hotel. I had been thumbing lifts from various towns, but as it was teeming it down with rain, I did not fancy getting soaking wet and so I sought to stay within some Church where I'd simply sit in one of the pews. But that was not to be, the doors were locked. Just around the side of the ...see more
In 1940 my London school, Borough Polytechnic, was relocated to Exeter which is where I was evacuated to. The school was a renovated building down by the river and not far from the slaughter house (which fascinated the boys). Of course, I well remember the night in 1942 when the city almost burned to the ground and along with it the old school. I had no option to return to London, so I finished my schooling in Budleigh Salterton, but that's another story.
I too, lived in Cobham Terrace for many years, from 1955 at number 26 Lower Flat, and the number 18 top flat above was Miss Loveland and Flossie! How nice to hear about old neighbours; The Days, The Butlers (I always called Mrs Butler, ButtButt). I have this pictue and have often wondered if the motorcycle and sidecar riders were my neighours The Jiggins'. My maiden name was Jarvis
We were the Clarks who lived at 'Cotswold' Nine Mile Ride, out of Wokingham. I would sit on our front gate with pencil and paper taking number plates of cars going past to California. My mother rode her bicycle to work in Wokingham, sometimes in icy tracks left by the bus which I caught to school. My friends were the Higgins children and the Mephans. I went to Westcott Rd school. I remember one teacher, Mrs ...see more
Lived at 17 Southern Drive, went to St Oswalds. One of my memories was helping Harry the firewood lad; he used to sell firewood from his handcart. Marco real ice-cream. Harry Wilkinson in the chip shop - if you put your hands on the counter, he would put a hot pudding tin on them. Bonfire Night in the circle of the drive. A lady called, Fat Ronnie, running off with the money for our Coronation ...see more
Old Bursledon was a wonderful and relatively safe place to grow up in. My sister and I, used to spend hours wandering along the many footpaths that criss cross the area and playing with friends in the village. Our parents never knew where we were and didn't worry - as were the times in the nineteen sixties and early seventies.
Helen (Lewis) Carter.
We have always known that my great aunt was allegedly sent to Derby Pastures at a fairly young age. The story we heard was; that she had been kicked by a horse in Chesterfield as a young child, although we don't know if this is true or at what age she 'disappeared' Her name was Muriel Annie Clarke and was born in 1922. She died in the Pastures on 29th January 1981 - a discovery we just made ...see more
My father and grandfather, Henry Reeve and Frank Jobson, owned the newsagent facing the main Valentine's Park Gates. I was born 1968, in the bedroom above, and arrived with the newspapers. I spent such a great childhood residing in lford and sadly had to leave 1979 when the lease could not be renewed, as the buildings were being demolished. But very happy memories I still hold close to my heart.
I 'lived' in Clarence Park for years when I was a kid. It became my magic Kingdom! I knew every bush and tree and secret trail through the bushes. I would lurk in the bushes and spy on people walking past. I had a favourite tree - a huge beech next to the bowling green. I would climb high in it and sit quietly watching them bowl, hidden by dense leaves. I'd whistle and call to them and put them off ...see more
While browsing the internet I came across your site and would like to give you some family information which may be of interest. About 10 years ago, I discovered that my mother was born in the School House in 1894. Her parents and my grand-parents, George and Catherine Luxton, were teachers at the school at the time. I have one photo of Catherine taken when she received her teaching certificate, and another ...see more
After WW2 my father started a rabbit farm - for food and fur - at 'Four Gables' Crays Hill. I remember it was down a lane to the right from the main road, if you were going to Billericay. I went to the school for a couple of years. Dad took me there on the back of his bike, we had to cross the main road, I think. Four Gables was a tudor house and my parents later said it had been a ...see more
I lived in Rochester Dwellings from being born up until 11 years old, lived in B Block.
I was born in Marshall St, Old Monklands. I remember playing in the Glen and having to cross a very busy road to get there.West End park was one of my favorite haunts. Iwent to St Josephs Primary school (I think it was called that, because they changed the name). In those times they used the belt as punishment, and I remember running home to my mum after being hit very badly with the belt. My mum ...see more
I was born on Sutton Flats (now demolished) Pendleton in 1941. My first vague memory was sitting under a table with a blanket draped over it and a lit candle (must have been an air-raid on at the time). My first real memory was a party in the square, which I learnt later was to celebrate VE Day. My first school was St Thomas (also demolished), but the Church is still there. Then my mother moved me to Halton ...see more
I stand to be corrected; have been asking around about our dookin holes or places in the river Garnock where we used to swim. Starting at the Conga; the wee lynn, the gless cutter, the Zambezzy, the Comb, the Broom, the Jonah, the Garret lynn and the Sheperds. Finally, the spoot or the spout of the river Garnock itself. It was great to stand under this waterfall and feel the might of the Garnock thrashing doon on your bare back, then swimming in the pond.
Growing up in Ebbw Vale there was the best four Picture Houses and three dances a week,
great youth club r t b and had great time in school. Yea, it was special, used to love to have a pint in Tamplins in James Street or going to the Central Cafe. Had some great friends in Snowy Rolands and John Barnes and Mad Merv, yea they was special years and will live in my memory forever.
This is reputed to be the cottage of George Loveless, leader of the Tolpuddle Martyrs.
I was born in a cottage opposite the Wheatsheaf pub when our village was greatly different from what it has become. I grew up in the proverbial English village. Happy days. I remember Baroness Kinloss, relative to the Duke of Buckingham , dressed all in black, knocking on our door to wait until there were no customers in Mrs. Roberts Post Office. I would be dispatched to the Post Office and run back to our ...see more
Late 1949 early 1950 I stayed with my mother, Mrs Dorothy Violet Lee (nee Gobbitt) at The Convent, Bocking. Born 1943 I would have been aged 6-7yrs. My time there was to await the move into our new home at 140 Church Street, Bocking End. On reflection, am at a loss as to why we stayed at the Convent. We were Church of England, and can only assume appropriate accommodation was not available at the time we ...see more
I lived at 42 Stratford Rd, upstairs in rented rooms. Below lived Mr Woodsell and his daughter Maureen. Opposite was Robert Hopkins, his dad was a carpenter, his mother taught piano. Along the road was the Mulkerns, Irish family and further down were the Ballads. We used to take peelings to Ballads for the chickens. When Mr Ballad died, his coffin was put in the front room. I went to the nursery in the ...see more
I am born and bred in Tidworth, I am on a search for any one who has any photos of Arena Road camp as my sister Rita was born there. I love Tidworth and and I hope to get in touch with any one who knows me, my name is Ray Durbridge so lets get going.
After we were bombed out in London my parents bought a house in Romford, Essex. My father was working for the Ford Motor Company that had converted its assembly lines to manufacture Bren gun carriers and other war time vehicles. In his absence my mother and I typically slept in a bomb shelter in our garden, but on this significant night we slept under the stairs. I had seen V1 bombs flying overhead and was ...see more
My dad was stationed in Tidworth some place at the time I was born. I have never been back (so to speak), I am not sure if we lived there for a short time or what. My family moved here to Canada in 1972. My family last name is Stanley and my dad's name is Keith.
I don't know where this is in Paisley, anyone help?
I moved to Westward Ho! in 1952 with my parents and two sisters. My parents owned a guest house call Beacon Lights in Nelson Road, sadly it has now been demolished to make way for flats. I remember the floods at Lynmouth in 1953 as a lot of dead animals were washed up on the beach at Westward Ho! I loved the time I spent there, and used to get up early in the summer to walk the beach bringing home ...see more
Taking the bus from Westward Ho! and walking up the high street to Woolworths to buy a record of Roy Orbison singing 'Only the lonely'. That was when you could buy anything you wanted on a 'proper high street' where all the best shops were. That was the last time I went up the high street before my family moved to Sussex.
I went to Smallwood school and lived in Garratt Lane. Did a paper round for Martins and Saturday job in Creedys. We did a concert at school, a dance to The Black Hills of Dakota and some gymnastics. Had a wonderful teacher called Mr Holland. Can anyone else remember this, perhaps Brian Walker or David Hunter? Went from Smallwood to Rosa Bassett school in Streatham and moved to Devon in 1960. My friend was called ...see more
People have asked for the name of the sweet shop in Schoolwynd, it was Hallidays. Also been asked to name all the dookin holes on the river Garnock; I will have to get help with this enquiry and get back to you.
Hi - I don't think anyone will remember me. Jennifer Adcroft. I went to St John's School for a couple of years. I think I would have been four or five. My dad was the caretaker there and looked after St John's Church as well. One thing I remember about school was that I learnt how to lace and tie a shoe. That is as much as I can remember. We lived on Ratcliffe Street and had such fun. We use to dance ...see more
I went to NGS in 1939. It was a great school. Those school dinners cooked on site by Annie the cook and the smell coming up the corridor about 11o'clock. I remember when they started building the air raid shelters at the top of the playing fields. Headmaster Harrison, for Latin. No messing about at that school, or Saturday detention! Still have the stamp album I bought on the market after school. Was ...see more
I have very fond memories when as a child in the 1950's and early 60's I visted my grandparents who lived in Ham Lane. I still visit from time to time to recall those days. We lived in Hastings and the trip by bus to Burwash was a real adventure [we were easily pleased in those days!]
I remember from the mid 1970's I was planning to have a career as a Town Planner (ended up training as an RMN at St Francis) and was always writing studies on post war Haywards Heath. Needless to say, I was delighted to come accross the offices of the architect Douglas White who designed the very distinctive classic, of their time, houses on what was originally called the Harlands Farm Estate as well ...see more
My memories of Taxal were all good and I really looked forward to going back there. The staff were very kind, we had the best food, and rambling through those beatiful peaks was just one big adventure, we were very sick children, mostly chest and heart complaints. I remember they had a gardener, and one day we were having a game of football and one of the boys took off his watch, and put it on some ...see more
My grandparents had bought No 64, Castle Drive (now 156) in the mid 30's. After the war ended they moved down to the Bay until they passed away in the 1980's. Each summer school holidays meant I had 4 glorious weeks with them & loved every minute. My parents had taken over the family newsagents in St Pancras, London & would drive me down to stay. Each of them would spend a week, then ...see more
My father told me only once about the 'phantom whistler'; apparently in the early hours of the morning someone walked about whistling, it was normally inspirational tunes like Onward Christian Soldiers or I know that my Redeemer liveth. Who was the Phantom Whistler?
My 2nd daughter Deborah was born in Frimley Hospital June 24, 1964 on a night when 6 babies were born (when normally only 1 would be born). The nurses were run off their feet. One came and asked me where my husband was because she said that he could have helped! Unfortunately,or fortunately for her, he had gone home. June 24 was Midsummers Day and the tradition was that strawberries and cream were served for tea; ...see more
I grew up in eccles between 1963 and 1985. For those that check these memories or who have already contributed to them, i have attatched a link http://www.victoriacountyhistory.ac.uk/explore/items/burham-brick-lime-and-cement-works click the link and scroll down to picture 5. we lived in this house tho sadly it's no longer there. on the link page, scroll down to the last picture, its the same house around ...see more
What a lovely life. Playing in the station, the copse and by the river at Double Bridges. We lived in Alexandra Terrace and the first house opposite the Inn was run by Mrs Wicigrin (spelling?). We used to play in the field down the lane and wave at the trains, getting excited at the sight of diesels. How I regret that now. My mum was the infant school mistress in the drill hall in Broadclyst village.
My family lived in Lavender Road from 1958, then Tower Road till 2007, and we have been in walking distance of the park till now (2013). We have had many hours of enjoyment there and our two children spent many hours in the park where they made many friends.The original paddling pool where our son learnt to swim has been replaced by a splash pad which is so popular that on fine days one would think it was ...see more
I have many happy memories from when I was younger, through to my teenage years holidaying in Nelson Village. I always went with my nana and grandad, to visit my aunty Maggie Carruthers. She lived at the back of the local club in Nelson Village, and I always loved the pickled onion crisps from there. I made some friends, one in particular Micky Greaves, he lived just round the corner ...see more
The gentleman talking to the policeman in the photograph is my father Geoffrey Matthews. He told me, that he was asking the bobby what had happened? The policeman said, "a little girl had had a serious accident there". She sadly lost a leg! The girl eventually grew up, and ran a shop on Ellison Street. Her name was Joan Lawley!
Re the person referred to in the title; George Alfred Bennett. About the 1888's he got a job as a waiter, wages 8 shillings per week and he had to buy his own dress suit. Within a fortnight he had learn't to carve meat, and fold serviettes in a dozen different ways. Whilst there, the hotel had Mary Rose and the German Reeds to stay. Has anyone got any more info about the Hotel in that era, who was Mary Rose and the German Reeds ??
In about 1952 appeared in the scouts gang show at Civic Hall organised by Ralph Reader. In 54 attended my final year prize giving before I left Croydon Sec Tech. Still have picture of this event which appeared in the Croydon Advertiser. I also remember well the toy shop Hamleys and many Dinky toys and Meccano kits, my parents bought for me. The Sax One Shoe at the top of the hill provided me with ...see more
My memory of the Baths was getting up at 6.30am to get there for the First Session at 7am. I would swim until 8am then either ride on my bike or walk along the Seafront and Mainsforth Terrace, past the Coal Staithes to Middleton where I was an Office Boy at Richardsons Westgarth. It was great on a fine morning but not so good when it rained. Being only 15 at the time I used to do some silly things, ...see more
RE: Growing up in Fawley
Memories of my misspent youth growing up in Fawley were brought to the fore last Marc;, as my dear mum passed away, myself, husband and youngest son spent 5 lovely days in a rented house in Hythe as we attended mum's funeral. We visited the Nelson pub whilst there, reminiscing with my husband I confessed to being barred from there for, of all things, under age drinking (good job my son ...see more
There were four bakehouses in Kilbirnie; we had the Co-op bakery famous for their rolls, this was in part due the recipe and part due to the rolls being baked in the auld scotch oven. This type of oven gave a good soul to the roll, the underside of the roll was crispy, people say the roll was most enjoyed with butter and milk. 'Millers' were bakers of distinction, they were famous for their pies and meat stuff ...see more
David Temple was born and raised in Walton Road, and then moved to 7 Adecroft Way in 1957. I had a brother Tony, and a sister Jacky, who has now passed away. My grandmother is buried in St Peters church and remember Rev Y.... very well as he used to spend more time in the pub next door than conducting church service. Whenever I can I visit Molesey and just breath the nostalgic memories, they were the best days in my life and I still consider it home.
Lived in the Rassau before the new site was built. Lived at Herrington Farm and helped Davies 'the milk' when he had his horse and cart and some of the milk was in churns. Went swimming at the Blue lake with my dad and brothers and sisters; the water was freezing, so it was great when Ebbw-Vale baths opened, went a couple a times a week.
Many holidays were spent by me and my brother in Grainthorpe during the 50's and 60's with my grandparents. They lived in Buttgate, Ben and Bertha Barfield and my auntie, Winnie Barfield. Many happy memories, walking to Soubys for a bottle of dandelion and burdock, there was a little fish shop next to my grandparents house, right on the roadside. An outside toilet and the well in the garden, the well ...see more
I lived in Torbay Road just off the Willesden Lane and our two parks were Queens Park and Grange Park. The State Cinema seemed very grand, so we all used to go to Saturday morning pictures at the Grange cinema. If you were lucky you could also get in round through the back doors for free, so could watch the same film several times! It all seems a long time ago and though most of us came from ...see more
I would often go into the convent, to see my aunt who was a cook there. The nuns were always very kind to me. I remember tunnel like corridors and feeling very small. And the figure of the Virgin Mary in the playground at the back. It must have just started to be a school around that time. Also some sort of big garden fete going on. I have many happy times on Hayling Island and lived there ...see more
I started life in Kings Avenue Greenford, went through my schooling at; Bethams, Stanhope Junior then Stanhope senior boys. I remember spending 6d of chips at the fish and chip shop on Greenford Road almost opposite the Red Lion. Always spent Saturday mornings at the Granada cinema, the organ and the prizes if you had a piece of string or a pencil or whatever. The Bunny Park was a favourite ...see more
Walking through the tunnel under the new motorway, every day to school at Walbottle took us through the Blucher's main road, through to Chapel House estate - that area saw some transformation, from open fields to housing.
My dad was born in 1923 at 23 East Street, Barnoldswick. He was born out of wedlock to Lilian Victoria Heap; who lived with her father, Harry Heap, in East Street. My father, Harold Heap, had very few memories of his childhood. He remembers walking up hill to go and get a bucket of pig's blood for his aunt (who he thought was his mum, her name was Evelyn and her married name was Smailes). He ...see more
My mum was born in Gilfach Goch (Red Nook) in 1930. Her mother was born Catherine Ann Leyshon and her father Reginald Bernard Assinder, which changed over the years to Assender. My grandmother passed away in 1943 in London, although my mum remembered living in Gilfach Goch, she lived in Abertillery until she was 10. My grandfather passed away in 1970, he suffered 'miners lung', which was the ...see more
I can remember going to the shop almost everyday (I was born in 1967) with my mother, Gillian Boyland (nee Channon). I used to sit on the steps opposite where a lady by the name of Mrs Gill used to live. Mrs Marsh was the postmistress, and my mother knew her well. My mother was born in 1938 at Titley Cottages in West Monkton, where she still lives today! I can remember 'Dot' who also worked in the shop and the ...see more
I well remember being 'fortunate' enough to work for contractors during the annual shutdown; when I was 15/16. It was during Fords heyday when they had circa 45,000 - many of who 'biked' to work come rain or shine. The shutdown work was wide ranging across the whole plant, from the blast furnace area to the 'new' PTA building, which fronted the A13 (and since torn down). The work was hard, and hours ...see more
Kilbirnie Central School and music teacher Mr Brawn. Mr Brawn was a most gifted pianist; if you recall he always wore a grey shiny suit. Mr Brawn would often give a piano recital at the start of class, this was as he put it, to warm up the piano. When school started after the summer holidays we all came home with stink bombs. We knew the drill by this time so we slipped in and placed loads of stink bombs inside the ...see more
I lived in Taunton from about 1953 until I left for London and then on to the States in 1969...I lived in Stoke Road and went to St. Joseph's Convent and then to Weirfield, which is now a part of Taunton School, I believe. A wonderful childhood when it was still safe to make a picnic and head out for the day into the hills on our bikes.....only to come back when it was getting dark. I do recall the major hang out ...see more
I remember Chelmsford, my dad used to work on the Eastern National Buses for twenty eight years as a 'clippy' til 1973 when he died. We used to live in Waltham where he cycled down to the village to catch the bus, which was two miles away. Does anyone remember him? He was Gorden Redman.I remember when the Queen came to Chelmsford and have picture of her in a car on Broomfield Road.
Me and all my mates had many hours and plenty of fun playing in the woods. Best friends; Jimmy Peers, Terry Orr, Alex Maxwell, Mike Smith and many more. Could not wait to get home from school to have a good game of football for hours on end. There were some great footballers around Speke then, a few names were; Harry Lester, a Newcastle fan, Mike Morris, Arnie Sampson, Terrry Orr and ...see more
As a child we used to visit Margate on a regular basis, before the war. We used to have a tray of tea from the Nayland Rock Cafe which had a special smell and distinctive china. I would love to obtain a photo.
I recall as a young boy of 7 or 8, that I was among a group of friends playing on the siding at the bottom of Margaret Street. We, as friends, found the bomb on the Rhigos Mountain and carried it back to the siding and were throwing stones at the bomb, in an attempt to explode it!. After a short while, I had a call of nature and left the siding, went up the Gooly to my ...see more
My mother went to St Polycarps school from 1913 to 1914. The address I was able to find from the schools archives where they lived was firstly at Beech Villas, Park Rd, Farnham and then Figgs Yard, Long Garden Walk. I would dearly love information on Figgs Yard and if known, some photos of both addresses. Before I knew about Figgs yard I went down to Farnham and found Park Road but alas the property ...see more
I was sitting on the riverbank seat at the end of Blacksmiths Lane with another girl and three boys, we were laughing and chatting one summer evening at about 8pm. Suddenly and simultaneously, we saw a hooded monk like figure dressed in brown, 'float' off the misty river about 40 yards away. We all stopped talking and stared in silence and amazement. The ghostly figure came up the bank, crossed the narrow road, up ...see more
All my family come from Murton, some are still there. I remember as a child going to the harbour and getting fresh crabs - they were big ones, and once one grabbed my granda`s coat and we had to free him as the claws were big too. Seaham harbour beach, Crimdon Dene, Blackhall. We didn't live in Murton as my dad moved to the Midlands before I was born, but I spent a lot of my childhood in and around Murton.
My father was killed in 1941, and my mother re-married in 1945 a gentleman who owned a nursing home in Cheltenham. It was in Victoria Walk along from the Town Hall and had huge cellars that stretched to under the Town hall. My holidays from school at Christmas were spent 'helping' Gill Sharp in his friut shop on the Prom. Virtually no traffic, so my parents could park just outside to let me off. Coffee ...see more
