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We moved to Holbeach Marsh in 1952. I came from a large family of six boys and five girls. My father and two of my elder brothers worked for Mr Caldwell, on his farm. I went to Holbeach St Mathews school from 1952 until 1955 with my twin sisters Edith and Mary, and the youngest of the family George. My neighbours were the Smiths and my best mate was Roy Barber who moved away in 1954. If there was any trouble or ...see more
I was born Joan Mary Waters and lived in George Street, which is now Greenway Avenue, Levenshulme. We had a fish and chip shop next door but one, and when I visited Levenshulme in 2005 I believe it had just burnt down a few weeks before. We emigrated to Australia in 1956, much to my dislike.
I remember playing in the streets and having backyard concerts at my friend's house, going up to ...see more
I rember when I played in the park, there was an Observatory, or at least the buidings.The dome remained and could be turned, this was in the 50's. The Park ranger we called 'one eye'- not sure of the reason. We also used to play on the Grammar School's sports field and ride the horse that was used for pulling the roller. We used the park as an adventure playground - cowboys and indian's etc.
I lived in Durnsford Road. My father had two shops a Florist and a Greengrocers both with the name "Bloom's".
With my mates, we hung around the Woodman Pub, while our dad's enjoyed their pint, I remember they had a nice garden at the side. Went to Wimbledon Park Primary in Havana Road and was part of the gang who built the pond and gardens in the school, which I believe is still there today! (Built to last was ...see more
We lived at 121 Broxburn Drive until 1957, when we moved to 52 Foxglove Crescent. The prefabs were freezing cold in winter, but had all mod cons of the day. Our neighbours were Billy, Malcolm Campbell, the Sansoms, Brian Major, David, Raymond Clements, and many more, what great times we had down Buckels Lane. Jam sandwich and bottled water with sherbut in, and maybe a jubble. I went to Shaws Infants then ...see more
The name of the shop on the corner of the High Road and Lancelot Road was Killips. There was also a smaller Killips shop on the other corner, and above the shop was a big square-shaped clock known popularly as "Killips clock". I lived in Lancelot Avenue, at the far end of Lancelot Road, from 1941 to 1964.
I attended the above school from 1941 to 1947. I know of one person who attended with me at that time and who I am now still in contact with..Jean Goldie (nee Hill). If anyone remembers us or the teachers ,Misses Dufty, Scot, Whitcomb. Please let's share memories. Ernie
At leas,t for as long as I can remember - there's always been a chip shop on the Parade at Crayford. Just like there's always been on the corner of Station Road - a little way further through the town - if you can call Crayford a town. There was another that we used to call Greasy Lils - only ever went there once and for good reason. But it was many a time I went into the chip shop on the Parade ...see more
On the right is Rushworth Road. When I joined WH Newson they occupied the land that is now the Canon office and Homebase. Newson's was a timber merchants with sheds full of timber, boards, fencing products etc.. Customers would come in, see one of the staff who'd accompany them to the yard and start collecting their items.
I'd just left Reigate Grammar and was living in Raglan Close with my parents. We used to drink ...see more
Started work here at the Kennels, Old Joe was the head groom, Mr Harold Horbury, huntsman and Earnie, the whip. Young Starky was the terrier boy.
I lodged with Mr and Mrs Horbury. Wage £2.10 - board £2.00 per week. Made friends with the Tate family.
(nee Jane Jennings)
I lived with my family from 1959 - 1962 in North Harrow - I have never really left. Penny candy sixpence allowance! Gobstoppers! The fire station. We would walk around in Harrow school! What fun we had! I would love to hear from anyone else with a dad stationed at South Ruislip base.
By the 1900's the Benton family owned the Post Office, a cycle shop and were the local Blacksmiths. Would like some information on whether the Plough and the surrounding area is still there.
I lived with my parents and grandparents in an upstairs flat 8 Clutha Place,101 1/2, (yes one hundred and one and a half!!) Old Mill Road, Uddingston until I was about two and a half. I remember watching the Coronation of Queen Elizabeth II on a black and white TV in the home of one of the downstairs neighbours who I think was called Mrs Brown. The year was 1953 and she was the only person we knew with ...see more
I was born in 1950 at Alexandra Park Nursing Home in Muswell Hill. My Mum and Dad (Ivy and Joe Abrahams) owned and ran the fish shop in Hornsey High Street and my Dad was not very pleased when Mum went into labour just before the lunchtime rush! I came home to live in the flat above the fish shop. It was a wet, dry and fried shop. My Dad used to have live crab on the slab in the front window and ...see more
One Sunday, I and my friend Olga decided that we would try to hitch a ride to Hunstanton.When we got on to the highway, we could not believe the number of cars that drove past us. We were about to turn back when this old Ford Anglia pulled up and asked us if we would like a lift.They were going to Hunstanton - a vey nice couple who talked all the time.
They said that they would be going back later, but we did ...see more
Perry Como had just been playing 'No Other Love Have I'. That, and it's Saturday afternoon in Leverington. That night we held a party for all the other NUS Camps in the area. We had to clean and decorate and make the camp look nice. It is amazing what can be done with some newspaper and a pot of paint. Our guests started arriving at 8pm, there was a small cover charge for some light refreshments and a seat on ...see more
Here we have two holding tanks where the liquid ice cream would be pumped after being cooked in the vats down below. This is an area in the roof space where the liquid would be pumped over the hot sterilising pipes, seen here in the middle of the picture, hanging down from the roof.
This shows the main entrance to the factory. The machines in the foreground were used to cut the large blocks of ice cream into smaller blocks for processing on the choc ice machine or the wafer ice machine.
This is another rear view of the York-Jones Ice Creamery. It looks as if it was taken from the bridge over the Salwarpe River/Stream. The Stream ran by the back of the Factory.
This is the York-Jones Ice Creamery viewed from Vines Lane. It shows the main entrance for personnel and vans.
In this photo, you can see two machines for chopping ice cream into blocks. Some blocks were small for choc ices and wafer ices. Some were larger for making 'bricks'. In the background, on the left, is my father's (Dick Sinfield) office. On the right, the large door behind the two machines is the door to the large freezer, the 'locker', where the ice creams and lollies would be ...see more
This photo shows the back of the York Jones Ice Creamery. The factory was originally used by John Corbett, who built the Chateau Impney, to mine and package salt. The salt was pumped up from the well, just to the bottom left of the photo. This photo shows one of the York-Jones delivery vans which would supply ice cream to all the shops around the Midlands, but mostly ...see more
York Jones is the correct spelling i.e. no 'e' on York! In 1955, I was ten years old and would work here during school holidays. My Great Uncle (my Grandmother's brother), was Frank York-Jones, the Managing Director. His son, Alan York-Jones, ran the factory with my father, Dick Sinfield, who was the Finance Director. In this picture, you can see the two brine tanks against the back wall in ...see more
Every day, on the way to primary school, Sherborne House I was driven past the Tabby Cat, from the Vicarage at North Baddesley where I lived. Every day I was told "Oh look, can you see the tabby cat?" A picture on the door I think it was supposed to be. I could never see it, and never knew where the others were looking...
We were woken up one night, the tent we were sleeping in had come down on top of us. When we eventually found our way out, there were two Spanish girls doubled up with laughter, they were armed with 'water bombs'.
The next week we raided their camp but we went one better, we took the camp hose which was very long.
John
I had been in other camps in The Wisbech area, but always liked Leverington the best. I don't remember the two Ghana boys. At one stage we had a female to look after us, I do not remember her name. She used to make use of me as I had a scooter with me one year. Another time we had a guy again, I don't remember his name. We used to sleep in ex army tents, that may have changed at a later date.
When we were on the farm picking strawberrys, the Super's name was Dick.
John Webb
Imagine the street devoid of (and indeed closed to) motor traffic and crammed from side to side, and as far as the eye could see, with fairground amusements, stalls and masses of people. That was Pinner Fair. I may be wrong, but I fancy that the dogems used to be about where the double decker bus is.
I remember being in this hospital. I am not too sure of dates, but I remember the big staircase and doing work there with other children. I remember there was a thunderstorm and I ran to sit on a chair at the main table, but got shouted at to sit on my bed. If anyone has anymore information about this hospital /home, please let me know. Many thanks.
This is my second entry about Broughton Astley and may contain some references to items in my first reminisces.
As a person 'born and bred' in Broughton Astley, I have fond memories of the village as it was 'in the old days'. In the days before the 'Jelson Estate'; the 'Bruce Fletcher Estate'; the 'Deeley Estate', and the various other estates that sprang up all over the village. Seemingly ...see more
Remember doing 'Billy Liar' in church hall. Any other thespians out there?
I attended the above college for one year circa 1963. What happened to it? It was opposite Copeland School. Are there any other old girls out there?
I can remember walking along Sycamore Road with my mother. It seemed to me that the siren on the corner always sounded when we walked past the Regent Cinema. It was the old air-raid siren, but, by this time, it was used to call out the fire brigade. I can recall walking underneath the two trees in this picture. When they were finally felled, they were found to be rotten to the core.
The church ...see more
I am looking for anyone with information on a Mary Frances Marchant. My grandmother, her and her family are all from Bramley - she was born March 1915. So I'm looking for anyone with memories of their grandparents who may of mentioned the family, that maybe able to help ..Children of Frederick George Marchant and Harriet Wellen are:
William Marchant.
Mary Frances Marchant, b. 09 Mar 1915, Bramley, Surrey, d. Nov ...see more
I can remember visiting my uncle and auntie in Muswell Hill. They used to run the fish and chip shop, which (I think) was in Colney Hatch Lane. We would spend the afternoon up at Alexandra Palace. I can recall a large area of open ground just across the road from the fish and chip shop.
I was born in Burnhill Green in June 1955. Most of my mother's side of my family were born there. My mother's name was Doris Mytton, and my grandfather's was Richard (Dick) Mytton. He worked on the Dartmouth Estate (Patshull Hall) for the 4th Earl.
I am looking for Gorden Masson. We were in the army in Hong Kong together in 1952 - 1954. Can anybody help? Brian Bellingham
Further to Lisa Plaskett memories. My grandfather Ernest Dawson, was the village blacksmith from the early 1920's to 1952. Stephen Rowles father Alfred, was the licensee of the pub from at least 1919 until the early 1950's. My grandparents, lived in a cottage opposite the forge (now the Hall) - there was also a shop,barn attached. To the left hand side of the forge was a pig sty. The large metal ring ...see more
I was baptised in this font in July 1948. My late grandmother's family were parishioners at St Leonard's and will have been baptised there too. The family is connected to carpet weaving in the town, one of whom was the first Axminster weaver. That family name was/is Head and there are still members of the family active in this church, although it is now under the care of the Redundant Churches ...see more
This was taken a year before I emigrated to Australia. My Dad was the owner, and my brother Tom and I were the sons. Dad sold the shop in 1972 (which had been opened in the 1930's) he retired and subsequently died in 1995. The last time I was in Guisborough, was just after he died and not much has really changed except the shop is something else. I have a look at the photo every now and then, just to remember what ...see more
In 1932 my father Len James was moved to Brockenhurst as the 'village bobby'. I was born in 1931 and my brother in 1929. We lived in the Police house (now a renovated private home) and eventually both us boys went to the C of E Primary School. Dad had a standard issue police bicycle, on which he would ride to Lyndhurst and submit his report to the Station Sergeant there. In 1934 we bought a 1928 Morris Minor ...see more
It was a hot sultry afternoon at NUS Camp Leverington and I had decided to walk into Wisbeach, and had just walked past this church. In the church grounds, under large shade trees, I heard a cricket match with people cheering - I wanted to go in and watch. In those days, to go into a Non-Catholic Church you would be 'damed for ever'. I have never forgotten this church.
Recently, I had the opportunity to ...see more
Even to this day if I hear the above I go back to Leverington. It is a Saturday Afternoon in June. We have all had a hard week picking strawberries - it is now time to relax, we are all sitting in the camp lounge room. Someone has just put on a record "Unchanged Melody" A French boy and Norwegian girl have started dancing cheek to cheek.
Tonight we are all going down to the pub we ...see more
I was born in 1931. In 1944 until 1952 I lived at the Police Station in Gloucester Road where my father was a Police Inspector. As a regular member of the Youth Club, I have great memories of cycle trips into the New Forest, Friday night dances, and the memorable 'Skipper'.
Another member was Bill Wrigley who with his wife Dorothy, also emigrated to Australia in 1952 and lives in Brisbane, not far away ...see more
I was born in Knutsford in 1947 at 114 King Street (the Tatton cottages), and moved to Manor Park in 1951. I started at Egerton School (the old one on Silkmill Street) and then moved to Crosstown. I have so many memories of my wonderful home town that 1000 words wouldn't begin to tell my story. The Maydays, (I was a bridesmaid in the village wedding, a dutch girl and several ...see more
I was born in Grange Road but soon after my parents moved to West End Road, my grandmother lived at number 35. I attended Beaconsfield Road Infants School and my best friend there was Ronnie Cornwall who also lived in West End Road. Further down the road from us was an old gentleman who would sell us sweets from his front door. In the mid thirties we moved to 18 Dane Road. When the blitz started, I and a ...see more
Just read a memory of standing outside the factories of Clark Chapmans and asking if anyone had any bait left. I did the same myself, it brought back powerful memories of living in Southey Street until I was 11 years old. My father has just passed away at 88, he worked in Clark Chapmans. Just another thought, can anyone remember the gas explosion that demolished a house near the bottom of the street? We got our bonfire wood from there for a few years. Email:murr.a@hotmail.com
I used to live in George Henry Street and I too, went to Stowell Memorial School. I had a neighbour called Neville Waring and my name was Canavan, then. Have just found out that it is all gone. How sad, had so much fun playing on those cobbled streets and buying pear drops. I live in Australia now.
I'm trying to find people with memories or family stories of Punch and Judy performances in Buxton, Henry Bailey (a performer) or his family, Elizabeth Figg, or son Harry Russell. They lived in Bennett Sreet from the late 19th Century to the early 20th Century. Henry and Harry feature in what is believed to be the first ever film of a Punch and Judy performance (recorded in 1901). If anyone has any great ...see more
I went to Gobowen School from about 1964-1970. I lived in Hengoed, and when I first started school in Gobowen, my mum used to take me and collect me on the back of her bike. As I got older, I walked down Trewern Lane and cut across the field by Wats Dyke, then across the railway by the Hart & Trumpet, through the Back Alley and down Old Chirk Road. If the fields weren't too muddy, sometimes I'd walk home ...see more
These were my local shops. We used to live in the flats adjacent to these shops called 'Morden House', then there was the 'White Bridge' which went over the railway lines to the underground sheds. The first shop on the corner I remember very well indeed. It was my favourite shop. It was a camping/fishing tackle shop where I bought all my camping and fishing equipment. Can't remember the name of the shop now (does ...see more
I remember the butchers/fish shop called Gurrs.They had this little area to right that was built up in front of the counter, and my brother Colin and I used to fight over who was going to stand on the step. Next door in the 50's there was a dress shop and apparently I loved going in there when my mum was getting us fish n' chips. A lady one day, tried to take off with me - my mum came out and ...see more
I used to live in Colvin Gardens, so I knew Fullwell Cafe very well. My mother, brothers and I used to go in there often on the way to visit my Aunty. I have many memories of walking up Toms Wood, Hill Road from Barkingside High St. There was Fairlop Primary School on the corner of our street, and on the other corner was a phone box! We now live in Australia since 1967, I was last in Barkingside in 1979.
I was born on Heol y Baw, which is off Heol y Dre... one of the pictures you have on here is of a cottage on Village Street ..known as Heol y Dre.. I spent many many hours in this cottage, when the Morris`s lived there, they were a mining family. My house was around the corner on Heol y Baw, next to Cwm y Glo Farm. The house was owned by the Coal Board. My foster parents Mr and Mrs Roberts lived there till Mr ...see more
I would have taken the 11+ at Kelvin Grove. I remember the laundry behind the school blowing up. I went there from 1952 to 1958 and lived in Forest Hill. Teachers I remember are: Ms Doubleday (very strict - nobody liked her!), Ms Eckersley - everyone liked her, Mr Cousins - good teacher, very strict, threw the board eraser at anyone talking. Ms Grafton, was the headmistress of the infants, I think, and Mr ...see more
What happy memories I recall of my early dancing days, learning to jive at the Queens Kingsland and New Brighton Tower. I went a lot with my older brother Cliffy Keogh, there were live bands then and only stayed open till 11 o'lock pm. We lived in the big house on the corner of Camden St and Claughton Road opposite St Andrews Square. I had seven brothers and five sisters, but never seemed ...see more
I lived at Camber Sands from 1950-1958 and then Rye. Jury's Gap is a little past Camber and the name comes from 'Jews' Gate' - probably because the area seems to have been used by Jewish merchants of Rye and Winchelsea, either because they were forbidden to use better landing facilities or because they were avoiding import duties. At the end of the 13th century, England became the first post-Roman Empire ...see more
My great, great grandfather Richard Ragget, a sawyer, lived in Greywell and used to drink regularly at this pub. Stories tell of the Duke of Wellington also drinking here. Does anyone else know of this? Does anyone know who the people are in this picture?
I have happy childhood memories of a summer my brother and I spent in Burtersett. We, along with our mother had travelled from our home in Canada and were visiting our grandparents William and Ethel Lawson, and our aunt Joan at Overdale Cottage.
The four hundred plus year old cottage, was across the lane from the Thwaite Farm and I remember that kind family providing great company and new ...see more
Hi, my name is Jessie Peake (Nee Kent), I used to go to the Willows school between 1944 and 1952. The Willows was my favourite school, I can remember having to sleep on camp beds every afternoon .. boy, did that room smell from those that wet the beds ... One of the people I remember was a Mrs Lemon, a really lovely lady, you went to her if you was sick. I remember having the milk brought around the classroom, and in ...see more
I've been researching my family tree and have discovered that my great grandfather John Pugh Cranstoun, was vicar of Long Compton from around 1900 until his death in 1920. I think he is buried in the parish churchyard.
Beautiful Art Deco hotel, cruelly demolished in ?
I have a Maria King married to William Hill, Maria was born in Nassington. Does
anyone have any information on the King Family from Nassington?
Just to add more to the above, William and Ernest had siblings - Gertrude, Julie, Charlie, Lily, Leonard and Ada. Would love some info on this family..
I went to Cheadle County Grammar School for girls, which was down the road from Moseley Hall Grammar School for boys. On Saturdays, and during the school holidays, I worked at Duncan & Foster's bakery & cafe. I worked there from about 1965 to 1968.
I don't know if it still exists or not.
I was 14 years old and I worked for Matthew & Sons Corn Merchants of Brentwood. My job was to go round the local villages with a horse and cart selling our produce to the local people, which mainly consisted of chocolate biscuits, plain & self raising flour & animal feedstuffs. This particular day I had a horse that had not been broken in properly and was rather skittish, he also had a sore mouth ...see more
I have never lived in Bletchingley, but my paternal grandfather, Alfred David Balcombe, was born and raised in the village. My great grandfather was a publican - at The Cottage of Content - but had died when my father was a young boy. My great aunt and uncle remained unmarried and continued to live in the property, although I'm not sure if they continued to run it as a public house. My great uncle ...see more
Does anyone remember during the '40s when the Ursline Girls School got bombed and caught fire. I think it was the same night the Brentwood Senior Boys School got bombed and we all had three months off school. I put my time to good use - I used to go out blackberry picking and sell them sixpence a basket. I made half a crown per day, Jim Chalkley.
I went to the village infants school, I can remember the outlay of it as if it was yesterday, sadly its now a car park. I remember my 3rd year teacher, Miss Martin, she taught me how to plait hair, she had a plump face, rosy cheeks and her hair was always in a bun..she was lovely. And I remember my 4th year class was a building on its own in the far left corner. If anyone reads this and they have picture of the village infants school I would love to see them...
I used to visit my grandmother - who lived on the aptly named Hill Street - throughout my childhood. My Gran was Ruth Robbins (nee James) who lived all her life in Hill Street, two of her daughters and their families also lived in the street so my brother and I always had someone to play with.
My dad was Archie Robbins (born 1910) who trained as a carpenter with the local coffin maker before leaving ...see more
My great grandfather, Christopher, owned Bridge House next to the bridge when this photo was taken, having moved there from Spennithorne where he had been the landlord of the Old Horn Inn.
We believe the cart driver was my great Uncle Herbert who had a cart business in the Dale - his sisters the 'Miss Hauxwells' ran a fish business from their home.
Herbert was killed, following a fall from the cart on his ...see more
I lived in Crib-y-mor with my grandmother, Emily Roberts, and my mother Patricia Jones (both originally Williamson). I lived opposite Tom Roberts and at an early age developed my own system of visiting everyone. First I would go across to Tom's and follow him around watching him weld or milk the cows or help with plucking chickens. One day we came across a snake and he despatched it very quickly. Most days ...see more
Built on land bordering Queen's Park, it was simply a wonderful and exotic place. As a 5 year old first timer until it closed for good (when I was 11 years old) I visited the place so many times you would have thought I lived there. The custodian and his helpers were always explaining to me the items and where they were from and how important they be preserved for children ...see more
My mum and I were evacuated to Ingleton during WWII from Wallasey in the Wirral, after we had been bombed out. We lived at 129 New Village and when we went back to Wallasey after the end of the war, my Grandparents, Mr and Mrs Tyler moved in to 129 and lived there until the late '60's. That was great for me as it meant that I could keep up with my Ingleton friends, as I spent much of my summer hols staying with ...see more
I was born in Redhill at Earls Wood Hospital in February 1944. I lived at Place Farm until 1955. I remember all the celebrations for the coronation of Elizabeth 2nd as we watch a black and white TV. The entire village celebrated with street parties and dancing. I have very fond memories of my childhood there.
The land that the flats are built on, next to the church there was once a house that Joshua Morris built.
Oh my goodness, this takes me back. Many happy memories of times spent at Northwich Bus Station. There was a photo booth that was housed to the right of the building in the photograph. Me and my friend Amanda Grandy spent quite a bit of dosh doing our random silly face shots in there. There was also a great little cafe to the extreme left of the photo who did an amazing cornish pasty with gravy - ...see more
Does anyone remember the land mine that landed behind the church in World War 11 and blew all the east wing windows in ??
I came to live in North Cave as a small boy of 5 years old in 1935 and have many wartime memories. I lived there until 1960 when I moved to London. I am a frequent visitor to North Cave and would be very interested to meet up with, or hear from anybody who may remember me or my family, especially Mrs Maureen Judge.
I am the co- author of 'A house with Spirit' a tribute to Marbury Hall, and loved reading all the comments about your memories at Marbury. I have lots of original photographs in my possession of the Hall and welcome any of you to contact me at any time, as I totally understand your love of Marbury. It casts a spell over anyone who has been there.
I was born in Lumphinnans Road but my childhood memories of growing up are in Station Road where the houses were knocked down to build Lochgelly School. My name is Anne Steedman, my mum & dad were Mary & Andrew. The girl next door to me was Katherine, I think her parents were Naomi & Bert. I remember the corner shop, I think that was owned by the Farmers. Used to be very friendly with the girl who ...see more
I just visited Wales from Canada to complete some research into my family tree. The stained glass windows over the altar of the church were originally donated in memory of my great, great uncle and his wife who died in 1954 and 1965 respectively. They have now been removed and re-dedicated by the Bishop of St. David's to Ysgol y Bedol school in Glanaman, whose Headmistress was kind enough to give me ...see more
