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I was born in 1942 at 7 Council Cottages, next door to the Stennings. I used to love fishing in Dawsons Lake at Redehall which was an empty mansion at the time. I have a wish to go back there one day and fish again, but I imagine that it is very private property these days. Then, you could leave our house, go over the mound, across the field to the lake. Wow Memories .
I was born in New Bury St just off Tattoo St. I remember playing in the streets, hand making bogies going to St Joeys School, going down the old railtracks and playing in the burnt out buildings.
I remember going to the tiny picture house round the corner, collecting newspapers and taking them round to some guy by the sackful, going to the local chippy and getting scratchings.
I remember going to the local sweety shop ...see more
My mother worked for Bedford Plating in Bedford in 1955. If anyone remembers this business and what street or even the address of it, would be greatly appreciated. The purpose for this, is my God-parents lived very near Bedford Plating and owned a small retail store on the corner of one of the streets. Any help would be appreciated. Thankyou in advance.
Alexandra railway bridge was just behind Blackfriars Road Bridge and was removed in the 1980's. I seem to remember Taylor Woodrow cut it up with machinery mounted on the rail lines, then Smit, the Dutch salvage firm came upriver and the sections were lifted over the working railway bridge into their boats. I think the Alexandra bridge had served the railway to Holborn, by the Old Bailey which was surplus, ...see more
I have also remembered Barry Wilford.
St.Barnabas Youth Club
I also have happy memories of the Youth Club and was one of the founder members. I remember with particular fondness Rev Clark. Our first club meetings were with him in the old vicaarage in Lower Street(?). My parents met and married in St.Barnabas. my mother having dropped her glove coveniently after Evensong for dad to pick up (this was in about 1921). I myself met and married my ...see more
I have fond memories of Groeswen. I was Estelle Davies who lived at Tir Treharne all my young life. We were a big family and poor but when I think back to the wonderful childhood and freedom we had, being brought up in the village. I remember the balls top and bottom, my brothers Teddy and Billy were very friendly with them. The [richest] people we thought when I was young were the Baileys ...see more
My great grandfather, Edwin Clarke, lived and worked here until his death in 1950. He was a fishmonger for over 50 years. I have written a book called 37 Downing Street - A Farnham family saga. It is about Edwin and his family and is based on actual events. It is packed with interesting, historical facts about Farnham.
I was 5 years old when I was evacuated to March from the East End of London. My mother grew up in Turves where my grandfather operated the railway crossing gates. My parents stayed here after the war ended and my father opened a furniture shop and did upholstery. I was educated here and at Wisbech, the Convent School. I left March at the tender age of 17 to go back to London where I spent 30 years living in Swiss ...see more
This picture brings back the memories of the many years I spent at my pharmacy to the right of the view. I am now retired and in my late seventies. The roundabout has been altered to make way for the bypass to Chester.
Hi, does anyone know two brothers named Arthur and Alan Chadwick. Alan had ginger hair and was a little older, they were at the castle - Arthur left about mid 60s, Alan earley on . They are my older brothers, sadly Arthur passed away just over a year ago, I think Arthur's nickname was Chad. They bothed live at Houghton Le Spring.
My mother worked in the cafe for many years. I used to play with John, who lived there with his parents and sister.
My grandfather owned the boot repairers shop in Muirkirk Road and we lived just up the road. We used to go and visit grandad at work and the smell of new leather instantly takes me back there. Along the parade of shops there was a confectioners, the lady who ran it would save coupons from people who didn't want them (sweets were still on ration then) and share them out with the regular kids so we could have ...see more
My grandad, William George Stacey aka "George", moved into 37 Southern Cottages when it was newly built in 1933/4. He was a builder and worked locally. He and the family stayed there until his death in 1951.
I would love to hear from anyone who has any memories to share about him or the Stacey family.
Look forward to any information, however small!
Sylvie
I am looking for a house called 'Red Towers' in Hersham where my mother and two aunts were born and lived in their early days. Does anyone know the Harris family who may have owned or rented this property and the house itself? I would love to know for my family tree.
I went to Gatley Primary these years. Happy memories, completely changed now. I am an aviation buff and saw the first BOAC b747 land at Manchester Airport from my classroom window. My teacher was a Mr Elliott, not sure of his whereabouts now but I shouted "IT'S A JUMBO" out loud - he replied "quiet, I dont care if its a pink elephant."!!!!!!!!
I well remember the Orange Library..they were always the first to have fireworks..my pocket money was two and six with which I bought thirty penny bangers..happy days!
I have remembered some of my old mates from the homes, in home 8 they were: Frederic Smith, Ray Cooke, Tim Farrow, Philip and Eddy Atter, John and Willy Dobbs, Raymond Boucher who was deaf and dumb, Cedric Harrison, Pete Hewson, John Leake and Charlie Lack. From other homes there was Willy Marsh, Bernard Atkins, John or David Walker, Barry Tune, Monica Dickson, Sandra Fowler, Peggy Chapman, Jean Hanson, Kathleen ...see more
I used to live on "ALICE" the narrow boat in the canal basin on Harry Machins boatyard. Great memories of playing on the "ACKY" with my best mate Jackie Hickman who lived at Wharfedale Cottages on Betton Road with her family. We were never at home - always out and about on the canal, the Grove School playing fields or thereabouts. Great times!
I was born to Janette (maiden name Fowler) and Charlie Ross in 1959 and lived at 13 Main Street and then 15 Guffock Road. My granny and grandad were Isabel and William Fowler(aka 'Slip Fowler' the bookie!). I too, remember long summers swimming up the Killie and longing to go to the Dead Man's pool, swam in the Coal Hole too. My great granny and grandpa were Maimie and Puffer Muirhead, they ...see more
I started work in the quarry at the age of 16. I started as a what they call a 'grease monkey' and what I had to do was grease the pulley wheels and the steel cable that pulled wagons out of the quarry. I worked with my dad Jack Meyrick, who worked the winch also. Had to help electricians Sid Clarke and Jack Rumble as well as Amele Adamchka a polish mechanic. Went down to Shilton Quarry to ...see more
Is there anyone out there that used to go to the La Bammba Coffee Bar down the Walsall Road in 1965? I was a mod at that time, and spent many Saturday in the coffee bar then went to the pictures.
We were among the first half dozen families to move onto Darvel Down back in 1949, I think. We originally occupied No.43 which was one of the handful of finished houses and in those days the estate was a builders dump. The only shop was run by a Mrs Rushton (opposite the White Hart) and she stocked stale crisps and very old packets of soap powder. It was to be another five or six years before the ...see more
I was in the choir at St. Andrews and remember the black gown and mortar board, and also keeping a packet of fruit gums up my sleeve.
My grandmother was the cook at the Tea Gardens during the 50's - we used to love going there to see the 'Water Otter' of course it wasn't an Otter at all, it was a kettle but it was all part of the fun. The Miniature Village and the orchard where we would scrump an apple and hope we didn't get caught. Then end up with a delightful strawberry tea...
I lived in a number of houses in the area starting with Elstree Gardens in Lower Belvedere, where I went to St Augustines. I remember winning a raffle and taking a bunch of flowers home to my mum and my first goal scored on their football pitch. I also remember my first kiss, but I am not going to say with whom. I guess this was early 60's having moved from Eastery nr Sandwich, Kent. My father was ...see more
I know this spot so well as almost every year for the last thirty years it has been a popular street corner to stage music and dance events at the annual Wimborne Folk Festival. You need to imagine that the deserted street corner you see in this picture postcard view, is full of Morris Dancers and their musicians with crowds standing all around and even sitting on the stone wall in the ...see more
When I was very small I used to go to the 'Hare and Hounds' with my father and two older brothers. I would sit on the wall opposite the hotel and watch Cyril Washbrook score sixes! I would have a lemonade whilst my father and brothers had something stronger. I have great memories of sunny summer Sundays. On the other side of the main road there was a 'filling station' owned by a blind man, and there was ...see more
It was lovely to see the Ferguson’s mentioned in David Goodman's article. I was born in 1947 and spent many happy summer holidays there, in the 50’s and early 60’s. We got the post van from Tighnabruaich. My father James Murray, was the son of Catherine Ferguson, who lived at Otter Lodge, Kilfinan before marrying Donald Murray. My gran Catherine Ferguson, was the sister of Robin’s mum Jean. Donald ...see more
I lived in a prefab at 52 Calbourne Road. I started school with a broken arm and remember being very scared sometimes. One day, while my parents were visiting the house we eventually moved to in Woking, the school caught fire and we were evacuated to families in houses across the street. My parents must have been freaked out trying to find me and my brother Robin, who three years older.
I remember Miss Wytcomb she was at Harvills Halthorn when I had the tip of my finger off in a door in school. Mr Simcox was the head then circa1954. My aunts went to Golds Hill, the McDonalds - you may know of them. I used to have to walk through Cashmoores to get to school, went that way yesterday, did not know the place it had changed so much (not for the better).
At around the age of three, I was staying with my grandparents Richard (an ex-railwayman) and Kathleen Evett, in Templecombe, for a few days. While walking in a recreational area next to the railway marshalling yards, I twisted and broke my upper leg, ending up in this hospital, where I spent many weeks with my leg hoisted up by a 'cats cradle' of wires to ...see more
Hi all, remembering more about the young days in Halling. On a Saturday, and holidays we used to go down the paths leading through the marshes to the river, our Mums used to say "if you are not off the marshes by 12 lunchtime the cracks will open up in the paths and swollow us" so we all were off the marsh and home by 12. Now I think how stupid could we be? - but it worked. We also used to take a ...see more
Hi, my name was Paul Lee back then, when I was at West Dene Childrens' Home back in the early 80`s - it was based on the Palmerstone Road. I am not sure what happend to the childrens' home, I have very mixed memories about the home. I would love to hear from anyone who may of known me from that period of my life. One thing I do know if it wasn`t for the staff and the home itself, god knows where I would of ended up. Paul Miller
I lived at 24 Cross Street, Cambridge from the age of three till I got married in 1969. My mother was Pat and my father was Bill Turner. I attended Saint Barnabus Infant School, then Saint Paul's, and went on to Chesterton School. In those days, we had a pub on each corner, now only one remains. There was a sweet shop on the corner of Cross Street, and a grocery shop you could get everything you ...see more
My grandparents lived in Adwyr Nant in Bethesda and grandfather worked in the slate quarry. The single deck Purple Bus used to stop and turn round near their house. When I visited them I used to stand at the parlour window to watch it go past, as I had a crush on one of the drivers! Sometimes he would see me there and wave back - I was about 14. Linda Thomas
Hi, I used to live in Upton - I'm Julie Griffiths and was looking for a story on two girls who went missng in 1977. Well, I'm one of the girls that went missing in the woods, along with my sister Dawn. My dad is called David Griffiths and my mum is Linda. I was aged two at the time and was interested in the newspaper article, but I can't find it anywhere. I would be grateful for a bit of help. I look forward to hearing from someone who may remember the incident.
We lived at 9 Cotmandene Cresent from the late 50's to 1968(ish). Went To Midfield Secondary School from 1960-64. Bought my first record, a 78rpm by Little Richard, at Electrico in Cotmandene High Street. Had friends in Whippendale Way, Longberry Drive and Shoreham Road. Used to get the 229 bus into Sidcup regularly. Went back for a visit in 2004, the school was still there. Cotmandene High Street looked ...see more
I was born in 1968 into the Bircham family - I am looking for my dad. My mum was Pauline Bircham (who passed away 20 years ago), her brothers were Gerald, Maurice and Peter, as well as a sister Pat. Is there anyone out there that could help me! - Dads family name is Noakes I believe!
I am Philip Hopkins, born 1952 and moved the Ostels when I was 6 months old and lived there till I was 10. We lived in the posh part of the Ostels (brick built), I think the hostel had two bedrooms and was in a place called Ty-Draw Square, opposite the shop run by a Mr Priddle. My father Tal Hopkins, was a fruit & veg merchant delivering to shops all over the Bridgend area. My mother was Marjorie. I also ...see more
Born in Oldham in 1947, 3 Jenny Street, Hollinwood. Went to Limehurst Junior School, then attended Hollinwood Secondary Modern in 1958. Emigrated to Australia in 1963 with parents and brother Michael, he attended Hollins School. My maiden name was Reilly. I remember going to Daisy Nook for the fair, Oldham market, Roxy cinema on a Saturday afternoon. My mother worked at the Devon ...see more
I think the party was in 1952, I was four years old at the time, but remember it. My name was Angela Montague then, and I lived at 56 Crescent Gardens, later it was changed to Cedar Close. I wonder if there is anybody out there who may recall me? I live now in the USA.
I have vivid memories of staying in a beautiful, I believe,18th century house opposite a very large driveway near a bend in the lane. It was 1967, and they were friends of my parents who owned the house. I remember the lovely smell of polished real wooden floorboards in every room, and the hollow echo sounds resonating from the rooms. Certainly, that atmosphere or effect is ...see more
I first went to Tylney Hall in 1948 at the age of 8, I went there because I had caught T.B. from my Dad.I remember the bell that woke us up every morning at 7am, our visits to Hook every Saturday morning to spend our pocket money, visits from our families every first Sunday in the month, after going to church. Concerts in the village hall in Rotherwick, the fun of feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs, ...see more
Fond memories of living in Station Road and going to the old Grange Valley Primary School and Haydock Secondary Modern. My grandfather Charlie Blackburn, ran a grocers shop in Station Road and I lived next door. Also remember all the street games mentioned by another subscriber and playing football for Station Road Athletic and Haydock Villa.
I went to Halton Bank school, don't remember much. I came from New Windsor Road school, stayed for a couple of years then we moved to London .
What I do remember was wearing a school uniform, playing in the playground and being the water monitor for our table at dinner times - and the tables being covered with big white table cloths.
I was born on my grandfather's smalholding alongside the River Taff; he had run it as a small pig farm/market garden. I can remember looking up at the viaduct and watching the trains running across it. The whole vale had such a magical quality about it. The castle upon the hill was such a special place to me in my childhood.
I have just returned from a visit to Brentwood after many years living overseas. It was sad to see the town hall is no longer in the High Street. The Odeon cinema has gone & so has the Palace cinema. The White Hart hotel where I used to work as a boy has also gone. The City Bus garage in Ongar Road is no more. The Hutton Residential School cottages & swimming pool have been bulldozed down ...see more
I used to live in Suffield Road (off New Road) and would play happily in the road despite this being the road to the refuse tip, and dust carts would be up and down all day. We would simply move out of the road and then resume our game of 'Tin Can Copper' once the dust cart had passed! I had a season ticket to Larkswood Pool - I could see the entrance to the pool from my bedroom ...see more
I used to visit Bedfield every summer, and stayed at Joan and Jack Fairweather's house with my mum and brother, Jeremy. The house was one of the council houses just up the road from The Dog pub. We used to go and get a jug of beer for the men; we used to knock on the side window and take the rather heavy jug. The butcher from Fram came twice a week, the baker and he used to have sweets; we happily looked forward to ...see more
Hi I have a very old postcard on the then N.E.C. Convalescent Home at Grange-Over-Sands, my father was there in or around the 1930's - he was there there quite a long time till he recovered from his illness.
I wonder if it is still there, and if so have they made it into a hotel, or what ever as I would like to visit it this summer
Yours sincerely
Joyce Gregson
In the early 1960's I worked as pre-nursing cadet and then a trainee nurse. I passed my exams in the end of 1967 and started as a registered nurse from 1968. The photo above was the first section of the new hospital - the out patient block. I remember working in this building at the begining of my time there. We still worked in the old workhouse buildings through to the end of my training. I moved away when I ...see more
I was a trainee nurse at the Tilbury and Orsett hospitals from 1962-1968. A lot of the parties I heard of were either for the Medical staff or invites from the ships senior mess. I remember keeping a window open in the nurses home for those girls who were invited. The doors of the hospital were right next to the gates of the Dock and we often saw the immigration ships loading passengers for ...see more
I was born in 298 Burnley Road East on August 18th 1945. The Nurse who delivered me was Nurse Bowe, who was a good friend of my Gran's (Teresa Whittaker, nee O'Brien). All my Aunties and Uncles were born in that house, as were my two sisters, Anne, in 1944 and Lynn in 1954. We lived there until Christmas 1958 when we moved to Blackpool as my Dad, Doug Perrin, had left the Royal Navy and ...see more
1954 and beyond really. I was born in 1949, and lived at No1 Tan Yr Ywen, with my mother. My late father John, died in in 1953(or 4) and as my dear mother has Altzeimers, memories of him are non-existant apart from a few sepia photos. Anyway, I went to Tal y Bont School the headmistress at the time was Mrs Griffidds known as 'scruffan'? My earliest memories are of my paternal grandmother Annie, who ...see more
Way back in the late 1930s and early 1940s I lived in Westgate Crescent and used to walk the length of Bower Way every day to Cippenham school, carrying my gas mask in a cardboard box. I used to be friends with Tony Rimmer who lived in that street. There used to be a passage way to a large Dry Cleaning company on the right at the school end of Bower Way. I left the area just after WW11 but I remember the rationing, ...see more
I recall playing peeved, kick the can, chap doors run away with all the kids in Striven Crescent, my dad frying a egg on the pavement and playing rounders. My dad made me a whip and peerie when he worked in Pickerons at Netherton. They were the best days of my life. In Pather Wishaw has changed a lot now, don't see many kids out in the street playing. I think computers have taken over. I wish ...see more
I used to live in a large house on Battle Hill. It was a foster home run by Mr and Mrs Sweetman, they had two children of their own, David and Hayle. The house was next to a pub which I don't remember the name. I made many friends while staying there, Tina Titteral who lived on the Hollington estate was one of them. There used to be a youth club in the middle of Hollington where I spent ...see more
My mother, Patricia Bernadette was born in 1937 and was adopted by the Miles family in April 1940. They lived on Campbell Road, Winton at the time.
If anyone knew my mother or the Miles family please get in touch. Many thanks..
My history predates yours by about 20 years. I went to the infants school first and then to the junior school where I passed the scholarship to Slough Grammar in 1944/5. I remember Mr Santer who caned me on the hand twice. Once for breaking a window of the dining room with a tennis ball during the first dinner sitting. My friend and I had been throwing the ball against the wall when one of us, I ...see more
I lived in Westgate Crescent from 1936 to 1946. I suffered a severe head injury when hit by a speeding car on the Bath Road just past Eddy's cafe a few days before Christmas in 1940. I was 5 years old. We had heard that a shop in the parade was selling chocolate without a ration book and my friend and I were rushing to buy some. We never made it and as a very poorly child I shared a ward in the Slough ...see more
I was at school here at exactly the time of this photograph. I left the area soon afterwards. I remember Mr Rogers, form master and French teacher; Mr (Joe) Lewis gym and sports master; Mr (Nogger) Nason geography teacher and School House Master. There were no cars on site and everyone rode bikes. The woodwork shop which was situated nearer to Hillmorton Road from the Gym was where I made a jointed wooden ...see more
This looks like the top of Dunchurch Hill opposite the Roman Catholic church. I used to live on Rokeby Estate which was built at the bottom left of the hill around 1949.
Our French teacher and form master Mr Rogers at Lawrence Sheriff School lived in a house somewhere to the right hand side of this photo. Despite his rather unsympathetic teaching methods I did quite well in my 1952 GCE "O" level exams.
I was a pupil here for my last three years at a Grammar school from 1949-1952. The school had a strict uniform policy, navy blue blazers or grey suits and we were obliged to wear our school caps and were forbidden to attend school without a tie until the headmaster gave permission. We had two afternoons a week to play sports. Cricket during the summer and Rugby in winter. To compensate we had school on Saturday ...see more
I lived in Rugby from 1949 to 1952 having had contacts with the town since the early 1940s. My brother and sister and I, as children, used to attend this church which is the cloistered building back left of the picture, left of the bus. I also attended their youth club which held weekly meetings in a different part of the town. I remember the church was chosen by the BBC to present a Sunday Service broadcast and the church was full of people who we had never seen before.
My mother and father (Mary Mould and James Davies) were married at Aspenden church in the early 1950's. From the late 1950's until 1976 I used to live at Maryland in Baldock Road. I had a wonderful wedding day on 12th June 1976 at Aspenden Church and my husband and I still pop over from time to time as my mother, father, grandad and nan and a couple of aunts are laid to rest in the churchyard there. It is a ...see more
I was a member of Spellow Lane Church from 1964 to 1976. It is situated on Spellow Lane, about 500 yards from Goodison Park (home of Everton FC), on Goodison Road. One of the weekly meetings was held on Tuesday evening . If Everton were playing at home and scored, the cheers could be heard in the church! The year 1966 brings back memories of two historic events - England winning the World Cup in the ...see more
My mum grew up in Hastings and she loved the place. She told us so many stories and I remember her mentioning Bottle Alley and collecting bottles to help in its construction.
She left many of her own poems about Hastings and her childhood there. Really enjoy looking at the pictures. Thank You.
This cinema had a magnificent sweeping staircase with photographs of actresses such as Margaret Lockward, Stewart Grainger and so many more. I would love to know more of what happened to this building.
My brother and I were at Cross Down, no Manor Park then. We had school dinners in a hut next to church a/r/s, from w.w.2, one sweet shop, Webb's the milk and shop - we lived at Shawheath.
I also attended Fedsden school, when the now hospital was our grounds. Beautiful paintings on the ceilings and we used to explore the tunnels under the building. Have been trying to contact Bridget Castel. Her family lived on the Isle of White. Great memories.
According to the 1851 census my family were the owners of this Inn. Their name was Newell. If anyone knows of the family of this name, I would be very pleased to hear from them. My great great grandmother and great grandmother are buried in the lovely churchyard there but we couldn't find the graves as the nettles were six foot high. I went to the Inn in 2006 and it was just beautiful. Well kept, lovely inside and out.
Well not just 1953 but for most of the 50s, I was brought up by my Grandparents Charlie & Elsie Duffy "Mam & Dad" to me. Mam's family had a newsagents shop years eariler on Gunson Street, hence when they built the old pre war flats ( WITH a bath I may add!!) Mam married a local lad & decided to settle in the area. Good days and times to live in Miles Platting, ...see more
My granddad and nana, Lydia and Alan Field, lived in the house under the arches to the Cathedral. He was the porter and I remember helping him ring the bell in the cathedral. His office or Lodge as we called it, was opposite the house. It was filled with stuffed animals. I also remember the Queen when she visited and presented my Granddad with Maundy money for his services to the Cathedral. I lived in Pity Me ...see more
I went to help with the cubs and scouts while at the teacher training college with Alfie Johnston and Freda Musson (later Freda Johnston). Frank Denmark was the headteacher. He had served in the war and lost a leg. Though he had a false one fitted, it was not very comfortable and often he could be seen moving about on cructhes. The interior of the school was in poor condition and a new school was opened at ...see more
My name is Trish Mcculloch. My great grandmother was called Cathrine Rosenburne, later to become Mrs J Mcculloch. She was laid to rest from St Patricks Church to Moston Cemetery. If anyone knows about her before she died, that would be good. We think her husband was called James or Josphe.
My great, great grandmother lived here. Mary Norris (Dick). She died there in 1922. I don't know how far back in the family this house went.
Adding to Mr Wroe's memories, I believe that the school Headmaster in 1945 was a Mr Henry Gardam and that Mr Ronald Pearson joined the school perhaps 2 years later. In 1945, Miss Innes was the reception teacher, loved by all, and Miss Copley the second year teacher. Miss Hurst taught the next class up and was feared by all. As a 5 year old in Miss Innes class in 1945 we all took ...see more
Remember it well, no photos, do you remember the old pump room? Think it was Hales Bar, you could get half a cider, it would last all night, happy days. We used to meet up with guys from police training college from Pannal.
I was a french kid like can see and used to come in Hythe to my grand-parents house not very far from here in Hotspur Close.
And I have meet a girl that was the grand daughter of Mr Stewart that as own the West Cliff Hall and his son and grand daugther as lived in this house that I stIll have in my head !!!
