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I lived at Coldharbour on Mr Passmore estate. Also there was Mr & Mrs Wady, Mr Puttock,
Mr Turner, And a couple who ran the paper and sweet shop behind the crown in Chiddingfold. I went to school in Chiddingfold and used to walk home to High Street Green. I also remember visiting a lady in Chiddingfold who was in charge of the fire siren. I used to call her Aunty Phil. Wat happy memories of my childhood and freedom to play.
Yes, I remember those things mentioned by Tony Barker. We lived at 38 Wallingford Road from 1939 to 1943, went to the same school and the same church so probably knew each other. I can remember playing in the street as there were no cars around during the war, and we used to play in the fields behind the houses across the street from our house. We had an air raid shelter next to our ...see more
I was brought up in Curtin Drive from 1962 to 1972. We moved in to no 45 when I was 6 from Fraiser Street, Bilston. I remember having carefree days playing with my mates in the "sana" or on the "cut". I would love to hear from Russel Johnson, Martin Haris, Christipher Haris, David Mann, Stephen Ball, Clive Dicken, Anne Dainty, Clive Dicken, Denis Ward, Dave Roberts, my name is Paul Maybury.
My great uncle and aunt lived at Long Park when the station was known as Sidmouth Junction. My brother spent many holidays there, in particular during the war. Uncle Frank bred pigs as well as gereral farming. I used to stay in Honiton and I would alsways be brought to Long Park for afternoon tea. I remember Miss Hurford, the housekeeper. She made butter and cheese and devonshire cream. There were ...see more
I was born in 1940 and brought up at the Anchorage in Tanlan. The warmest memories I have are of our neighbours in the little cluster of pre-war houses between Llwyn Farm and what became Woolley's Cafe. To be strictly accurate, two of the houses dated back to at least 1840. The Anchorage was next door to a cottage called Mount Pleasant (later to be renamed The Hilton) owned by a widow called Mrs Emma Griffiths. She had ...see more
Typing this memory on behalf of my mother-in-law, Doris Leadbitter (now Doris Sidebottom) who worked as a nursery assistant between January 1946 and June 1947. She says "I always thought about the children and wondered how they went on, and about the staff. Of the staff I remember Pamela, who lived in Bardwell, Peggy Kingspark, who came from London, Irene who came from Lancashire and Margaret who came from ...see more
My maiden name was Joan Rose and I lived at 18 Osborne Road in 1940s until 1955 when I moved to Doyle Gardens. I went to Gladstone Park School.
My two best friends were Mary and Anne Hall who lived in Chapter Road. We went to the Girls Life Brigade at Baptist Hall and also the Co-op Choir in Willesden High Road.
Saturday mornings were great fun, getting on the trolley bus and going to Saturday morning ...see more
I remember corporal punishment, not being allowed to be left handed, lack of sports facilities and misery.
We no longer live in Derby but would like to know the names of the statues standing around the top floor of the old Boot's chemist. I remember as a girl using the library on the first floor of Boot's, I used to go up stairs on an old wooden escalator and pay my small fee to borrow books, happy days.
I was born in Fulham at the Parsons Green Maternity Hospital in 1948. Our family lived in Shorrolds Road, which we shared with my mother's uncle and his wife.
My friends and I used to go to BHS in North End Road to have a hot chocolate and chat up the local girls and then take them out on our scooters, great days.
I now live in South Humberside which is a far cry from Fulham, but I will always have fond memories of the sixties and my home town.
I remember well playing in the Chadsmoor School football team back in the 50s with the likes of Malcolm Beard and John "Hagger" Hale, and the sports teacher was a guy called
Mr Boot. Also spent many happy hours at the Methodist youth club.
I remember Gynmathias. I was a bit older. People in my class I remember; Ann mace, David Richardson, Pat Wilson, Pat Richardson, Alan Raine, Spike Richardson, Doreen Elliot, Elaine Wardle, Diane Lamb, Alan Gregory. Anyone remember me?
I remember going to The Odeon on Saturday mornings with my cousins. My family lived in Stephenson's Way then before we moved to Chelveston Drive. It was a long walk from what was The Lodge Park Estate and we'd go in a gang and replay the film on our way home across West Glebe. I loved Flash Gordon.
In later years I'd go with my boyfriend to see the latest film. I remember going to see Psycho in 1960. It was really ...see more
I loved Icklingham (still do) and all the people that lived in the village during the 1950's to 1960's.
My grandfather (Cecil) was a real character - not admired by all, but I worshiped him.
He kept pigs and I loved the daily routine of feeding, mucking out, etc.
We were a well-known family in the village (Marston's Flour Mill) and I marvel at how the mill grew from nothing (1915) to ...see more
I remember well 'messing around' in these boats, stocking them up for the holiday makers, before leaving for Australia in 1966
It was lovely to find this page as I have looking for info on the Old Denes holiday camp for some time now.
We first went there in 1977 in our Monza touring caravan and enjoyed a few holidays there.
It was kevin that taught me how to swim all those years ago and I remember going in the sauna to dry off.
Although it was a long time ago I still have many happy memories going horse riding and flying my ...see more
I was born in Park Road, Bentley in 1945 at my maternal grandparents home. In 1948 we moved to a brand new house in Scawthorpe. I married my husband in 1963 and had three children by 1968. All my children were 21 when they married and went on to have five children between them. There was Adam in 1988, Dani in 1992, Chloe and Sophie in 1996 and Harry in 1998. In 1999 it was decided that we would have a large ...see more
I was born at 7 Osborne Street, 1948 and grew up there. I got married at 21 and moved to Tarvin Drive for several years before moving on to Hull and then Little Brington, Northamptonshire where I still am.
I remember all the places that are mentioned and played as a child in many of them.
I must have been one of the first intakes into Arden which was the only building at the top of Osborne Street at the ...see more
I was actually on a postcard just like the one above. The No. 4 bus had just arrived and the photo shows me and my cousin David walking with my aunt Gertrude. My parents used to holiday in a caravan on the cliffs in front of the Denes Holiday Camp. Wonderful holidays and fond memories.
I spent almost every day here during the school summer holidays. My greatest achievements were jumping off of the top board and learning to dive in from the springboard. In the first year at school we had a bus take us to the pool for swimming lessons, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Those were the days.......................
Grahame Ward I remember you and the lock up jail in Wootton. I too lived in Tithe Barn Rd along with my brothers, Peter and Jimmy. We had some wonderful times growing up in Wootton; we attended Wootton cp school. I remember our school song, it was called boys and girls of Wootton. We would sing at special times and it was our anthem song. Does anybody remember this song and its words? I would ...see more
My name is Valerie (Connet) Acuff. I was born in 1940 at 24 Langley Ave. which was the home of my mother's sister, Nan Powell and her husband, Lol. My parents were John and Betty Connet. My mother was formerly Betty Bellamy from Stockton. After my father was discharged from the RAF he was a photographer and worked for Forrest Wompra in Middlesborough. When I was a year old my family moved to 4 St ...see more
I left in 1966 to come to Australia, I went to West St Infant and junior then to Ludford St. My mum was Betty Brownell, Nee Fleet. a tailor at C.C. Dad, Alf Brownell, a tool maker, worked at the Railway work shop until he went to serve in the army re WW11, then Kelvinators, etc, he worked for Hoover and lastly at Charlesworths.
My family names include, Cartwright, Fleet, Morrey, Williams, Stansbie, ...see more
I am a decendant of the vast Jones family who lived in Cwm Cottage, Bethel from 1918.
My mother was Welsh allthough she did not speak the language too well, so we spoke english at home. I spent most of my school holidays at Cwm Cottage "helping" with hay making, shearing, havesting potatoes, and feeding animals. Sundays were special days. I was taken to the Chapel. If I had been staying more ...see more
Summer time, I had gone fishing on Royston Canal. The local fishing club had replenished the canal with fresh water trout for the anglers. These fish were so tame that all you need do was to hold out your hand with a few maggots and they'd come and feed from you; they were farmed trout. They knew nothing of predators and would calmly swim alongside Pike. Pike were soon to get so fat from feeding off the ...see more
Could anyone help me with the exact location of this park? We have lived in Ilkley on Parish Ghyll Lane since the 1960's but we have no idea where Parish Ghyll Park is. Is it the Gardens for the Blind at the bottom of Parish Ghyll Road?
I spent many happy hours in Horton Park in the late 1940's and early 1950's, particularly when the lake had paddle boats on it. During many winters the lake froze over and we went sliding on it. One winter I learned a valuable lesson that the water under the bridge does not freeze. I tried to walk from one side of the lake to the other under the bridge and fell in the water which, fortunately, was not very ...see more
I lived all my early days in Jackson Crescent, Monkwood with my parents Margaret and Fred Scaife and my brother Roger. Sadly my mother passed away on 12/12/12.
I recall attending Haugh Road Secondary Modern School and detested every minute. I was a student there when the roof of the central hall collapsed due to a fire. I see it was never rebuilt.
I was very keen member of the ...see more
I started at Heswall Hospital in 1966. I worked there till 1984. During my time there I worked on all the wards. My favourite was Florence Gibson Ward. My name is Pauline Hession but was called Face Ache by some of the children. One of my memories is when I would line the children up ready for school in the morning and would ask if they had all brushed their teeth to which they would all reply yes. I would ...see more
I was born in the flat above the shop to the left of this picture in 1953. This shop named A & L Hoyal was run by my grandfather, Albert Hoyal, and his brother Les Hoyal. Though the photo was taken in Faringdon Road, most of the photo is looking down Fleet Street, starting with my birthplace No1 Fleet Street. Sadly the shops to the left have all gone but most of the buildings to the right are still there today (2012).
I was born at 8 Islwyn Terrace and have fond memories of Pontllanfraith. Playing up the Tumpee with my brother Lynn Lewis and the freedom we had as children roaming the hills before the council estate was built. I attended The Lindens school in Blackwood and took the bus with Megan Frailey from the age of 6 to 11 when I caught the train to attend the Lewis School for Girls at Hengoed. My ...see more
Early 50's. My wife is Audrey a member of the Upton family who lived at 101 Wallasey Village over Sayers cake shop. Her sister, Doreen, worked across the road in Strongs Dairy. Happy memories of playing cricket with her brothers Bernard and John and Norman in the back 'jigger' which led into Lycett Rd and the sweet shop near the bottom of St John's Rd (Sunday nights on front ...see more
I grew up on Kingswood Terrace, Great Horton from 1942 - 1967 and have many memories of good times there. I enjoyed Scouting with the 3rd Bradford South Troop for many years at the old Bell School on Southfield Lane. I remember trying out all the pubs in the area particularly the Kings Arms and the Bull's Head (both of which I later worked in for a while). I spent lots of time at the Great Horton ...see more
I was born in Moston in 1923 but we moved immediately to Robert Street backing on Pilling St, across the road from Hague Street School where I was from 1927 until I passed the scholarship to Whitworth St High School in 1936. Hague Street was a very good school under the then headmaster, Alf Collier, a benevolent dictator, who retired when I left in 1936. Half a dozen years ago I visited ...see more
I moved to Fleggburgh in about 1996/97? I moved in with my father who had owned Elvaston Cottage for a few years. The house was a very thick walled place with large fire places and tons of old features. I was about sixteen, and got a job at the 'bygone village' during the summer season it was a funny little village, stuck in a time warp almost, for me at least and it ...see more
I remember the Kirton family in North Pde, Sue.
Mrs Kirton was a dressmaker, I remember the eldest son was in the army and I was at school with Paul. We lost touch when we left the Parade in 1966 when I was 16, but I have happy memories of living there all through my childhood years.
Thanks for sharing Sue, kind regards Maria Veall
I lved in Amanda Avenue from 1956 to 1974. Does anybody remember the Quinns of Amanda Avenue?There were 7 of us, we had happy times, we all went to Nicholls High School and St Thomas Junior. The Whit walks were always a big occasion, finishing off at the Park Inn with all our relatives, happy times indeed with lasting memories.
I used to live on Lucy Hall Drive and well remember walking/biking over Baildon Moors to Ilkley Moors. If you lived in the area, the trip on The Glen Railway was free. I loved the sound of the metal cable supports whirring round and the speed of the railway. I remember Robert Emmott's bike wheel getting caught between the station platform and the train resulting in a slightly bent wheel!
My father ...see more
I apparently spent my early years during WW1 in the Mumbles where my mother came from. She had moved to London before the war to find work and married a Londoner. Our holidays when I was a child (in the late 40's and 50's) were 2 weeks on the Gower; we stayed initially in a wooden chalet in Owens Field and then Holts Field where my parents eventually purchased a wooden chalet.
Initially ...see more
Until 1960 our family lived on the High Street, above the newspaper offices, where my father worked. I have a lasting memory of walking down the High Street with my mother and little brother, when a tramp came out of a cafe with a large brown paper bag. He took a bread roll out of the bag and bit into it. It must not have been to his liking as he kicked the bag and rolls high into the air, scattering them all over the pavement!
In former times the village blacksmith was an important member of the community. Horses were the main form of motive power for both transport and agriculture, and the skill of the blacksmith in keeping horses well shod and farm implements in good repair was vital to the local economy. The blacksmith’s workshop, along with the church, pub and local store, was an essential component of a village’s existence prior to the ...see more
My great uncle's home. I had heard about Bredfield House all my life because it belonged to my great uncle, Joseph Henry Lachlan White. I only saw it in 1960, however, long after it had been demolished because of damage during the war, I presume. Since childhood, I have been fascinated by the fact that Bredfield House was the birthplace of Edward Fitzgerald, translator of Omar Khayyam's ...see more
I attended Brighton Ave. and left in 1959. I had three teachers, the first was Mr ( Basher) Bennet, the second was Mr. Thompson and the third was Mr. Lewis. I was one of Harry Botcherby's specials and can state for certain that there was nothing going on other than him trying to educate us up to GCE standard. I had extra homework (at my parents insistence) and therefore was often alone with HB ...see more
As Christmas 2012 approaches, once more I have baked my family Christmas cake using the same recipe, from the same book, all those memorable years ago. Attending Holbeach Bank School at that time, just pre George Farmer, we girls would bus into Holbeach each week to be taught how to cook a variety of food.
I trust my attempt at poetry will explain....
COOKERY DAYS 1957
I was taught to cook at school, the lessons ...see more
I left Creetown 50 years ago to live and work in Suffolk. I have happy memories of playing football with about 20 aside each night and went back the next night to carry on with the score. I used to love watching Creetown FC and their players were your heroes in those days. Fairy Cowan played for my other team QOS and George Palmer for Stranraer. The Monte Carlo rally came through one year and I am sure ...see more
My parents have lived in 34 Charlbury Road since 1967 and I have visited them often over the years, although I have not lived in Shrivenham for any length of time since 1972. I can remember playing in the fields and making camps before the estate was built by Bradleys, a local builder. All the houses had different coloured doors and panels which was quite unusual. Ours was pink or blue at 34 Charlbury ...see more
I was 13 years old old when I was sent to Mobberley boys school, it was 1966. I came from a one parent family, my mother could not cope with my truancy, me getting in trouble with the police was the last straw. I was sent to Mobberley. At first the discipline was awful but after a few weeks things worked out ok. I was given my licence in the summer of 1967 and was sad to leave. When I was at home in Salford in ...see more
My mother's family originated in Tawstock back in the early 1800's - PARKHOUSE. I've been doing a lot of genealogy the past few weeks and this is how I discovered that my gr-gr-gr-grandparents although born in Alescott and St. Giles in 1808/1813 respectively were living in Tawstock in the 1841 Census. James was a farm labourer and also his son John in the 1851 Census - John became my ...see more
I believe Annie Evans was my grandmother's sister. I also have fond memories visiting Caerau and my cousins in Surrey at Gwyneth's house, we lived in Slough until 1954.
Last family visit was 1950 when they all went to the pub while I babysat, who I believe were Gwyneth's children. Would like to contact the family, we now live in West Australia lots of memories to share, billbarton.barton@gmail.com
My grandfather is named on the entrance of soldiers who lost their lives in WWI. He was only 26 at the time and left my Nana with three young children. I have carried out family research into the Dring family which is very interesting. When I was a child I loved Albert Park. Our nearest park was Pallister Park but it was an extra treat to visit Albert Park.
Dad used to take us in a rowing boat on the lake. We had to take turns rowing and we were only 4, 5 and 6 years of age. Not sure health and safety would approve now!!! I remember being called in eg "number 2 your time is up". Great memories.
Harry was born at spennymoor 1877, he moved to metal bridge in 1898 when he
married Elizabeth Joyce born 1878 from Easthowle.They were married at St Lukes
church, Ferryhill by vicar Lomax, I actually went along and and saw the entry in a
very old register.
They had 10 children, my mother, Lydia b.1912 was the 8th child and youngest
daughter. When mum married dad, ...see more
This is a very evocative photo, bringing back many memories. I would point out that the image is of Leeds Town Hall not City Hall, Leeds has a Town Hall and a Civic Hall but not a City Hall.
My mother, Gladys Mary Jefford as she was known (her birth certificate said she was Gladys Ethel Mary Parkhouse Grey) lived in Shaldon from 1912- 1942. She married my father up in Birkenhead and my sister and I returned to Shaldon with her on vacation when we were about 8 years old. My parents and my sister are now dead but I have been doing some family research this past week and trying to remember some of ...see more
I worked at Mayfield College from 1968 to 1971. I have many good memories of the people that I worked with. There were 2 men that lived in the lodge whose names were Norman and John, they were helpers in the boys refectory, they were then reaching retirement age but they were people that would help any one as much as they could. The brothers were very nice people, they were friends to everyone, I always ...see more
I was born at Rush Green in 1948. I suppose my memories start when I attended Rush Green Infants, then Junior School. The only teachers I remember are Mr Snow, Mr Smith and Mr Bird the Headteacher. I used to walk to school with my friends and come home also on our own, how times have changed. I lived at Leonard Avenue which is quite near Central Park and spent many hours over there playing on the ...see more
My dad, Arthur Nesbitt, used to work at the co-op with the horses when he was around 14 or 15 and used to take his horse, Bobby, to the blacksmith at-the smithy. He often said he used to run from Spout Lane with the horse to the smithy and quite often the horse used to turn and bite him, seemingly Bobby was difficult sometimes. He loved working with the horses but as he got older, after doing national service in the R A F, he turned to driving wagons which he did for around 45 years.
As a little girl, my mum would walk with us to Stillingfleet - quite a few miles.
We went to see a lady named Granny Scott. She had my mum to stay after she had a TB scare as a teenager when her brothers had TB, so she was sent to get fresh air I assume. We used to walk or go on a bus to see her. A little cottage with lamps - no electric, ...see more
My memory of Taff`s Well School was that I lived in fear of most of the teachers except our headmaster Mr. D Harris and Miss Hall, they were the only two that stood out with having any real love of teaching children. If some of the others were around today they would have been locked up for cruelty. Fortunately I left that school when I was thirteen and went to College in Cardiff. I had many happy memories ...see more
I was born in Battersea in 1936. Educated at Latchmere School during the blitz (1940/41). I progressed to Surrey Lane School (now William Blake) After 2 years there a lovely teacher, Miss Oliver, must have seen something in me she recommended me for a place at Wandsworth Technical School of Building situated in Garrett Lane, I would cycle the 4+ miles from my home to school, in bad weather I ...see more
I was born at 27 Larkfield Estate (crescent) in 1937 and lived there until 1949. I went to school first to New Hythe Lane, then to Teapot Lane schools. I have memories of the war years, watching the dog fights overhead during the battle of Britain, waking up one morning to the sound of 100s of planes flying towards the coast. We did not know it then but it was "D" day. After the war I remember the Ice cream ...see more
My Dad took on a job as Chaffuer to the Cordons, owners of Lofthouse Colliery in 1937, so I was one year old then. When war was declared my dad finished up as a fitter on the surface of the pit, he was also the ambulance driver and we lived in Deputy Row, proper name was Newstead Terrace, now gone a residential rest home is there now. I attended Outwood Ledger Lane school, Mr Murray was headmaster ...see more
My great grandparents, Frederick and Alice French, owned the Fox and Goose during WW2.
I think this is the date or so, I was fairly young, about 13 at the time. My granny was in this place, it really disturbed me having to go through all the wards with the locks and the keys, as a child it really affected me! I remember all the people running to me as I entered each ward and the nurses locking the door behind me! But I had to go through so many locked doors to see my granny.
I can only just remember this scene, as I was in the army awaiting a compassionate discharge. I was at Deepcut in Blackdown when I met this lovely girl called Shelia. She was very fond of horses and as I remember she was into show jumping. I was given a job at the stables. I became very friendly with her and her boyfriend, Tony, and I was invited to her 16th birthday party at her mum and dad's house. The ...see more
My mother died recently aged 89 in South Africa. I am currently writing an article on her life and have discovered from her brother that she passed her 11 plus exams to enter Romford County High School in 1933/34. She always spoke fondly of the school and mentioned that she had a teacher that used to travel a great deal and used to entertain the class with exploits of her travels. Mum met my father in the last world war and they immigrated to South Africa where she settled.
I believe I was in LMTH from 1953 until 1962 with breaks in between. This was due to polio which meant many operations on my right leg. I can recall a Sister Smith. I do recall going outside with our beds, and shunting the beds around the ward in the evening to be closer to our pals to play games. I also recall, due to boredom, we somehow managed to tie a fishing line to the on/off switch to the large radio ...see more
I used to see some poor wretched people tramping the roads when I was a kid. I remember one particular man, news went quickly round that a tramp was on his way up Skirbeck Quarter. As kids we would stand at the top of Pulvertoft Lane to gaze at them as they walked by. This man was wearing two shoe boxes tied with string, he was shuffeling along making a scraping noise with each step; his clothes looked as ...see more
Our parents bought Little thatch in the 1970's as a weekend cottage, and we loved it.
One night, staying there with my husband, we heard a rapping on the front door.
The time was very late pm, and we thought ''could it be [relatives] who live at Manton calling''? I thought it was very late for them, as they were elderly, but opened the door anyway, and there was no one there. [maybe 10 ...see more
Although born in Hackbridge, and bombed out also, we lived with my grandparents at 142 London Road and went to the infants school, junior, and then Elmwood. I was in 4B later, I think it was a bit of a rebel's class. Fred Barty would walk us to the canteen, pick up the old powdered milk tins, and thats what we used to make stuff. We seemed to get the slipper a lot and when I wouldn't let Stacey cane me ...see more
Me and my partner, Michael, moved in to number 1 Lion Cottages in March 2012. We love the house and its history, the village is quaint and idyllic, a perfect setting. Michael is 6 foot tall and cannot stand up in all areas of the house, but this adds to the character, a small sacrifice to make.
Briefly, I have acquired a doctor's bag, I believe belonged to Dr C Hirst of Pillowell near Lydney, Glos. It was left by a lady who was born and brought up in Lydney. It is not in pristine condition but it seems a shame to discard it if a historical society in the Forest of Dean area could add it to a collection of local memorabilia.
billbailey40@hotmail.co.uk
Just reading an input by John Lampitt, I remember him playing for Stuarts in goal, when the Rich brothers played, Bonner, Crater & Freddie. I myself played later for them in aprox 1977, but I recall everytime John got the ball, all those watching would shout "LAMPITT JOHNNIE". Even to this day it brings a smile to my face as it is now as I text this message, what great times.
The ruins of Ashby Castle also hold memories. Some are of sitting at school, gazing morosely out of the window while well-intentioned teachers attempted to impart the joys of adding up using letters. At the ripe old age of 10, I felt that algebra was an unreasonable confusion of reading letters and understanding mathematics to make incomprehensible jumble of otherwise meaningful ciphers. Another ...see more
Still on my travels on Memory Lane I browsed past St Helens. This was always a place of seasonal visits: Christmas, Easter and Harvest Festival. I must admit that Easter visits do not live long in my memory, and Harvest Festival seemed to be an exercise in pyramids of tins of things your mum didn’t need urgently. The Mayans would have been proud of our ironically, heathen ziggurats of Spam, tuna, ...see more
My mum and my nanna use to take my brother and me here alot in the mid 60s. We were very young. I was born in 1962 and my brother 1965. Happy days!
I was born in 1962 and remember walking along this street with my mum and my brother in his pram. He was born in 1965. Many a happy memory I have of those days. We lived in Robson Close, Carlton, till we moved to Leeds. Also remembering my grandparents, God bless.
My earliest memories are of the married quarters, well into the interior of the barracks of the Dorset Regiment. My father had escaped the poverty of the East End of London in 1923. By 1937 he was a very formidable sergeant of the Second Battalion of the Dorsets.
I used to run through the archway of the keep every morning to the Grove School and I was all of about six years old. ...see more
Born in 1961, growing up with my grandparents on Prebendal Ave, great memories. Little shops by the old brook, catching tadpoles, Ceely Rd school also Oak Green - seems like a mystery now. I lived in Aylesbury until I was 16, my grandparents had died. I cannot not find any photos of my past - did I even exist? My grandfather, Mr Thomas Henry Rettey, used to carry the mace for the Mayor and I was to give flowers to ...see more
I worked here at Addenbrooke's Hospital (old site) from 1966 - 1969, before moving on to the new site. Best years of my life living and working in Cambridge during this period. Anyone else here at that time?
