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I lived in Norland for just over 50 years and remember the war years quite well, and the night the doodlebug came over and came down on a farm in Sowerby. We had a few army places including the glasshouse on Walton Street in Sowerby Bridge, we used to watch the prisoners getting drilled up and down the parade ground and the sergeant screaming at them. I also remember the railway that went up the Ryburn valley as ...see more
I was brought up in Dysart, first in Howard Place then the High Street, where my mum and dad still live. I remember all the shops that were there in the 1960s when I was a little girl, the little wool shop where you could buy odd buttons etc, the 2 storey Co-op, the drapers, the butchers, the shop on the corner where I remember buying confetti for going to my cousin's wedding - all sadly gone now. It's amazing ...see more
I was born in Chatham in 1934, after my national service in 1955 nothing had changed but where has my Chatham now? The town I loved is no longer here. There were 30 pubs in the High Street, now gone, no Empire no Theatre Royal, no picture houses.
My uncle and aunt, Frank and Lilian Simpson (nee Wilson)used to live over looking the Spen Valley in a terraced house on a hill at the bottom of which was Rawfolds Mill. Is the photo H199022 this road and is the wall on left the entrance to the terrace houses? If not, is there a map showing this terrace, or a photo?
Well, I was born in Lingey Gardens (at my grandparents' house, John and Ethel Holdsworth) in 1948, but I best remember Wardley when I was about 8 years. I remember the NCB coal waggon tipping coal in the road outside the houses of men who worked at the pit. I would then help to carry it in buckets to the coal house which was built into the side of the house, boards where put up in the doorway as the coal ...see more
Although I live in Canada, I have a sentimental attachment to Bratton Fleming, where my grandmother, born Melia Ann Parkin, was born long ago. This attachment was fostered by my seeing pictures in the National Geographic in an article entitled "Down Devon Lanes." As a child, I gave one of these pictures, framed, to my grandmother. My interest in Devon was also ...see more
I attended Ruabon Girls Grammar School from 1954 to 1959, happy days. At that time we were taught in 'the huts', we did not get the new school until the year before we left.
I now live near the school but all that is left is one brick block of the boys school.
I lived in Cefn Mawr and in the summer often walked home from school along Offa's Dyke.
My Sunday School first took us all to Earlswood Lakes in 1949. I loved it there but it was way too cold to swim. We went again in 1952 and took a boat out on the lake, it was so cold but so much fun, my poor mother froze, and said she would never go again. My second son was born in 1970, we took him to the lake in 1971, he loved it too, but my poor mother froze, I have a photo of her sitting on a bench wrapped in a woollen blanket.
Susan
I was born in Ashtead in 1945, we lived at Read Road in Lower Ashtead. I have a vivid memory of the shops at the top of Read Road. From the newsagents, next was the off-licence, then Goldings grocery store, next was the chemist, next was a small cafe which we were never allowed to visit, don't know why. The next place was my favorite, the fish and chip place, where I worked for a while, then there were a couple ...see more
I had a friend in the late 1960s whose father, Henry Taylor, came from this village. The pair of us drove down from Leeds in an old mini-van and stopped with his grand-parents for a couple of week. We really enjoyed it and spent quite a bit of time in Knatchbull Arms! I remember he also had an auntie Shirley (his dad's sister) and uncle Terry who lived here. They had four small daughters at the time. Terry was a ...see more
Hi everyone, I'm trying to find any pics of BAKERS CONFECTIONERY, that's the name of the shop, it was in Chelsmford somewhere, I am not sure about the date.
Does anyone remember the army transit camp in Malvern Wells called Wood Farm Camp? I looked on Google Earth and all that is there is a field, I had some great memories of this place when I was a kid.
I was born in Balham in 1948 and lived initially in a flat in Trinity Road near the then police station with Mum, Dad and Aunty Edie, and finally in a bay-fronted twenties house on Tooting Bec Road until I left home to go to college.
I suppose my happiest memories are of the early years in Trinity Road attending Holy Trinity Infants school and then Fircroft Juniors. Fircroft was a wonderful place to be if you ...see more
My father, Leonard Benjamin Underwood, worked at the Toby Jug in the mid 1960s, and unfortunately passed away there in August 1967. He was married, but I only know the initials of his wife's first names - BM. If anyone knows who BM is, or any of her children, please email me : peterbaker13@hotmail.com
Many thanks.
There used to be an old house next to the River Waveney, which was demolished sometime in the 1970s to make way for a housing estate. I used to play in the gardens, and remember an old pond outside surrounded with tiles. Does anyone have any pictures of this house or information about it? I am now a singer/songwriter and have recently written a song about my memories of this old house, and would love ...see more
I moved to Motpur Park when I was 4 years old, living opposite Beverley Brook in West Barnes Lane. This was 1951. I have absolutely great memories: friends calling on your door asking your parents "Can Keith come out to play?". Think about it, a sandpit at Robin Hood Park was all that was on offer for the kids. Yeah Red School, cane across the fingers. White School, cane across your bum and with venom. We ...see more
Does anyone remember the Pickerings who owned The White Horse Hotel in Hocliffe in the early 1900s? This would have been my grandfather, his name was William Pickering and his wife was Kate. My father remembers living there, he was born in 1901 (Leslie Pickering) but moved on when he was quite young. I would love to hear from anyone who is still able to remember the hotel. I have a large picture of the back of ...see more
I grew up in Kepple Road at no 22, opposite the little flats between 1962/83. I went to Altmore/Napier-Nelson/EHGS/Langdon schools. I recall the High Street and I worked on the seafood stall outside the Cock for Pete. I remember the Wimpey bar long before Mcdonalds, and Atkinsons the motor bike shop, and chucking water bombs from the roof of Halfords, and going to Central Park and Barking rec for games of football ...see more
I remember visiting Holme -on-Spalding-Moor several times in the early and mid 1960s as a teenage schoolboy to view a yard of very salvageable Edwardian, vintage and 1930's cars which in those days had little monetary or collector's value. The proprietor was an aptly named Paul Bentley, I recall. I particularly remember a ginormous Austro-Daimler from the early 1920s and have often wondered what became of it
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I can remember going for walks on the pathway between the Flixton(?) Golf Course and this hospital and seeing the local gals 'visiting' the 'Yanks', as we kids called them, through the fence. If we knew the girl in question it was an easy task to get 'gum' on the promise of not telling what we saw.
We were rotten kids in those days, but why not, we got bombed for years during the Second World War because of the proximity of Trafford Park.
As a child I remember collecting loganberries, raspberries, strawberries and gooseberries in the garden at the back of the house. My mother used to make them into jam which would last throughout the winter months. We had 5 childrens ration books and one adult so my mother had plenty of sugar to make the jam. During the evacuation of the army from Dunkirk my mother would ...see more
I've been researching my family tree now for a few years and I'm obsessed. I would like to find an image of any sort for the Caeharris area during 1800s. My great-great-grandparents (according to the 1881 census) lived at 29 Cwm Canol Street, Caeharris, Merthyr Tydfil. I've googled the address but to no avail, so any pics of the area would be appreciated. Just wondered if anyone had any ideas.
I attended the boarding school near Whitegate between 1965 and 1970. Each Sunday we walked the 3 miles or so to the church and back. I remember the dancing on the lawn in front of the church in May. I remember Whitegate as a smashing village and some 44 years later it still sometimes comes into my mind. As a young lad from Northumberland at the age of 11 I was frightened and homesick, played a lot of ...see more
To the lady who lived in the white cottage on the roadside central to the picture of the village of Ainstable: My grandfather lived in that cottage with his grandmother, Ann Dixon, his mother, Mary Dixon and his aunt, Bessy Dixon. His name was Tom Dixon and he was born 5/1897, went to the school in the village, died 8/1966 and is buried with my grandma Susan Margaret in the church along with his ...see more
Hello, we lived in Railway Terrace, moved to Scotland in 1963. We spent many a Saturday morning in the Cozy Picture House, then across the road to the chippy for some potato fitters (lovely with lots of vinegar). James Sims, Elaine Brain, Marlene Griftfths. Gran lived in Albert Street.
In the late 1950s I was an assistant cinema manager at the Odeon cinema, I learnt a lot from the very efficient staff there and have many fond memories, even down to the odd lunch hour watching the Rolls Royce workshop guys at work, and one particular day being honoured to sit in the front while the tech finished fitting the dashboard panel, he switched the engine on to prove the loudest noise in the passenger compartment WAS the clock ticking.
Hi, I was born in Stafford and emigrated to Australia in 1975 and I have not revisited England since. Me and my older sister remember vividly exploring 2 old houses (Im unsure of how old they were) which were demolished in the early to mid 1970s. One was a white brick what seemed like a mansion to us at the time and the other was a dark old house which was right next to now Barnfields Primary School.(the white house ...see more
Ingram Richards was my grandfather. My father (John) was the only child of Ingram to emigrate (in 1927) to Australia. Dad died in 1978. I am a former Australian regular army officer and visited Wimborne on a couple of occasions in the 1970s while on exchange in Germany with the British Army and later when on a secondment to the School of Signals in nearby Blandford. The Richards family lived in ...see more
At the end of the 1972/1973 football season, and at the age of 17, I went for the first (and only) time to the annual Hammer of the Year dance at East Ham town Hall organised by West Ham United. I went with my friend Diane Legg.
There I was asked for a dance by a young man, which was a surprise to me as I never had much to do with boys. This time, for some reason I said yes to the dance.
I found out ...see more
Kingsnorth Gardens has given the people of Folkestone and visitors great pleasure over the years and to this day still attracts people who want to relax on a summers day and enjoy the Gardens.
In 1966 I was an apprentice electrician and was involved in installing lighting so that the gardens could be enjoyed in the shorter days of the winter months.
In more ...see more
I was evacuated to The Old Hall, Netherseal with my sister June. We were taken to the Village Hall to be 'picked' by a family and were lucky enough to be taken in by the Manners at The Old Hall.
Since then I have been back and found it quite a blow to find the graves of our hosts in the churchyard.
There was a wall surrounding the property by the roadside and we used to sit up there to the detriment of our ...see more
I have been interested in tracing my family tree for many years and my computer is full of vast amounts of information regarding my forebears. I have lived in Mexico for many years but back in 2007, after having retired, and having lots of time on my hands I decided to go to England (without my family this time) and visit all those places where my ancestors lived and died. One of ...see more
I used to live at Thorn Farm Lunsford Cross Ninfield, from when I was 7 years old for about 3 years. I went to school in the village of Ninfield. I was in Miss Parr's class
and then the top class with the headteacher, Mr Tweniffery (I think I have spelled that wrong). Does anyone remember me? My friends were Jenny Allen who lived on a farm down the road from me, Heather Johnson who lived in the village, ...see more
Since my blog of 2007 concerning my time as a boarder at the Visitation Convent school 1942-1947, I have noted with interest that other former pupils (though not from the years I was there) have commented on their experiences of the place. Mostly, their memories are sad and bitter ones. It has made me think back again at my years there. Were such things as they have mentioned really going on, and I ...see more
I am told that once upon a time buses ran through Romford Market towards Gidea Park. Apparently I was happily standing in the queue with my mother and newly-born sister in a pram waiting for a 174. I held tight to Mum's coat so as not to lose her. Imagine my surprise to find that the coat in question belonged to a stranger, and my mother and sister had boarded the bus and were moving away! Luckily ...see more
I was born in Kibblesworth in 1940. My dad left when I was 6 weeks old to fight in the Second World War. After years in a prisoner of war camp in Japan he arrived home when I was 5 years old.
I went to Kibblesworth primary school from 1945 till 1951 when I went to Chester le Street Secondary Modern sShool. A special aunty was Mary Wilson, and Uncle Jack (Alan's parents). I still keep in touch with Alan via ...see more
King Street and its area was known as 'over the other side' to everyone on the Broadway side of the railway bridge - a mysterious place that adults would talk of to each other concerning pubs or the cemetery or the tax office. "Oh, he used to live over the other side didn't he?". It was also known as 'Old Southall', 'down King Street', 'Havelock Way' and 'over the bridge'. I never found out what people who lived 'over the ...see more
I was born in the house on South Avenue that my mum lived her entire life in until her death in 2006, I vividly remember a few shops on the Broadway from this period, including Safeway (now a small arcade. A short way along heading east was a tiny butchers with sawdust on the floor, then the post office, Air India travel agents, Paul Tregessers the bakers (the best in town), then crossing over the zebra ...see more
Researching family history led me to Charlotte Bradley and Josiah Hawkes from Great Waltham. They married in 1871. Charlotte was a servant to the Oddie family and Josiah was an agricultural labourer from a large family. Addresses are hard to read on the census. Was there a house simply known as 28 Village ? and Chatham Green or Chatham View? I hope to visit the area sometime soon. For ...see more
I remember coming to Manmoel on the milk cart with Reg Herbert and working at Gelligoediog Farm with the Herbert family. We used to go around the farms at shearing time and work with other farmers. The sheepdog trials were held at Llanarch Farm (Trevor Jones. At one time I could almost name everyone in Manmoel and knew Mrs Davies at the pub, although at that time I was too young to drink. I came to Manmoel quite a lot ...see more
Ooh, I remember going to the Goldthopre Welfare Hall to see musicals staged there by the South Yorkshire Musical Comedy Society in the 1960s when they moved from their former home, the Mexborough Empire Cinema, in 1963, I think it was. I certainly remember seeing 'The Vagabond King', 'White Horse Inn','Chu Chin Chow', 'Rose Marie', 'Naughty Marietta' 'The New Moon' and 'South Pacific' there when Doreen Ward usually took the female lead. Happy memories.
I moved to Swinton with my parents and sister from nearby Rawmarsh in 1961 when I was 9, to a house on Piccadilly Road, and in 1963 I attended Mexborough Grammar School, spending the first year at the old school before moving to the new school for my second year. This picture of Station Street changed little in the early 1960s and just a bit further down on the right was the old Roxy Cinema where I saw many ...see more
My first visit to this beautiful (and my favourite) theatre was to see Ronnie Hilton in the pantomime 'Sleeping Beauty'. It was then I fell in love with the theatre in general and the Lyceum in particular. It was a great loss to the Sheffield entertainment scene in 1969 and I was one of many people who tried to get it reopened during the 1970s and 1980s. It was great to see it re-furbished and re-opened in 1990 ...see more
Barkers Pool to me will always mean the Gaumont (ex Regent) Cinema and the City Hall.The Sheffield Gaumont was one of my favourite cinemas. My first visit was to see 'The Great Escape' followed by 'Mary Poppins' and I spent many a Saturday afternoon there in its luxurious surroundings.I also remember seeing Tom Jones and Engelbert Humperdinck live on the Gaumont stage. Across the road at the City Hall I ...see more
I too was brought up in Rothley. I lived at 72, Woodgate. At the time it was the local telephone exchange, operated manually, my mother being the night operator.
I remember George Hunt well, along with the Elkingtons, I used to get my sweets and collect Archie Andrews lollypop sticks! There was Mr Brewin who sold bicycles and all sorts of electrical things. At the bottom of the village opposite the Green there was ...see more
I was born in Frome and I left when i was 11 years old,I moved with my dad to Bristol. But I have to be honest, since I have left Frome about ten years ago I miss my life I had there. Even though I have been living in Bristol for the past ten years, it's never felt like home. When I go to visit friends in Frome I get butterflies in my tummy and it feels like I'm going home. I miss going on bike rides to Longleat ...see more
The original name of the place was Quinneys, not the Pig and Whistle as previous correspondents have noted. It was built between the wars by my grandfather Jack Swarbrick for my Grandmother (Elizabeth) to run. One of the features of the place (so I'm told) was a sprung dancefloor.
I wrote a while back, does anyone ever read any of the messages written? I asked if anyone knows what happened to the Catholic convent run by nuns at Denford House? it became Norlands Nannies, but what happened after that? I also know that it is haunted!
My family had 'The Carlton' shop during my childhood and teenage years. My mum and dad (82 and 87) still live in Sutton, and I get back to visit often (I live in Spain). I have many fond memories of Little Sutton. I went to Berwick Road (as did my brothers Nick and Roger). I remember remember playing tennis at Hooton Tennis Cub up Berwick Road, the Methodist Youth Club with ...see more
I was born at 4 Glenhaven Avenue in November of 1945 to Matthew Murray and Elizabeth (Beth) Murray, My sister Jill having been born in Radlet in 1944. I remember that the walls were brown in the house so I gave it the name of the 'dirty house'.
After the war, council houses were being built to take care of displaced Londoners. My folks got one of the council houses, 23 Caishowe Road. We must have ...see more
Yes I remember the two sisters from my childhood - my sister and I thought they were really scary - when our father drove the car up to Trevose lighthouse we would hide in the back seats of the car when we went past the toll gate! Reading the memory above brought this memory back - I think they were always dressed in black - my memory is that they had knarled faces and my sister and I were convinced they were REAL witches - not what you would expect to find at the seaside!
My grandmother, Pheobe Ross was born in Knockadoois. I believe her birthdate was 30 January 1884. She left Ireland with her sister Sarah from Londonderry on the ship "Furnessia". I don't have the departure date, but the ship arrived in New York on 10 October 1906. I believe she also had a sister, Annie Ross. Her father was David Ross and her mother was Sarah Foster. They died in the 1920's and are buried in the graveyard of the Church of Ireland in Ballyconnell, Co. Cavan
As an eight year old boy I lived at Long Wivets, the third house in this photo. We lived there in 1955 and 1956. My father was Lt. Andrew Dill and he was stationed at Brize Norton. That was a very nice time of my life and I enjoyed Burford very much. If anyone remembers me or another member of my family (Andy, Joyce and Nancy, Jacki, Matt, and Becky,
I would enjoy hearing from you.
Thank you,
Matt Dill
Memories of Camberley come from my childhood days as an orphan residing at 'Pinehurst', a Surrey County Child Welfare Home 1949-1953. I was put there as a 9-year-old and recall spending a very happy part of my youth there. I attended a primary school, the name of which my memory refuses to recall (Park Road?). Later on I attended France Hill House School, the headmaster being a Mr ...see more
My Nan, 'Nellie Pollard', lived in Guest Villas at the bottom of the hill from Langold, going towards Worksop.
I had some great holidays in Langold, I'm sure it was a great place for kids to live during 1970s.
If anyone remembers my nan, please drop me a line.
My Great Grandfather William was born Catesby 1829, any information on the Southam family would be much appreciated.
Patricia Ann
I know this street - Spring Road - very well, and particularly this thatched cottage! This is because the Thatched Cottage was at the end of what was our property from 1990 - 2003 - Coke Hearth House.
If you look at the brick wall, the right hand side leads down to Hollyhearse Terrace, and also a public footpath which my sister and I affectionately named 'Snail Lane' which, when we grew up, was ...see more
Aunt Tilly, Sussex Cottage, Harbury. Born Mary Matilda, Southam 1863, Ladbroke Warks. She married a William Wells, born 1871 Harbury, Warks 1899. Any information on the Southam or Wells Families would be much appreciated.
Regards,
Patricia Ann
This is from about the 1950s. Along Grange Road was a huge piggery and it was owned by the Liddle family, by, did it pong. Further along you came to the railway crossing with the sign STOP, LOOK, LISTEN in red, this was where the steam train leaving Newburn passed going west. Over the line was Newburn football club which used to draw a canny crowd, then further on was the Big Lamp Brewery, this was where the water ...see more
I was born in a house halfway up Cuddeston Road hill but at about 3 years old my family moved down into the village where we lived at Shipley House, next door to the Chapel and over the road from the village green. I remember watching (from my bedroom window) the village fair at night on the green with all the pretty lights on the roundabout and the fair music. I attended the village primary school from 1960 to ...see more
I was born in Wamphray my, grandparents lived there for 80 years. I lived in a cottage called the HASS, it is no longer there. I went to school in Wamphray, Miss Wedderburn was the headmistress.
My name is Sean Sweet. I have many memories of Beadnell. My Grandparents owned a cottage near the harbour called Sandy Dell and later my parents had a static caravan on the links.
Every summer seemed to be hot and sunny and we always had great adventures, and it always seemed as if we were the first people ever to set foot on the beach, and the first people to discover the long Nanny, and although tea ...see more
Will I ever hear the wind sough in the trees as I lie in my trench in the night? Will I ever hear our Anna's laughing voice. or see my mother's kindly face? Here in the trenches of the Somme, lying in the mud, the everlasting mud, my thoughts fly like the birds on wing, back to my home, to Little Hucklow's gentle calm. A young man still, nineteen summers I have had, yet old I feel with horrors I have ...see more
Me Da and Ma. This is about 1949. Me Da came from Clara Vale and grew up there in 1 West View (which was a small two bedroom stone cottage) with Granda and his six brothers, Billy, Bobby, Joe, twins Jim and John and Eddy who was the youngest. Me Granda was originally from Crawcrook and his name was Cecil Daniel Burrows, me Da was named after him. Me Grandma Annie, nee Parker, who I never knew, died giving birth to a ...see more
This is an iconic picture for me in two ways. First it shows the Spanish City somewhere near its heyday (spring/summer of 1955), bringing back memories of the great band of Harry Atkinson (the Ted Heath of the Bay), who played there. I went to Longbenton C of E primary school with his son, Joss.
But kindly lower your gaze to the lone car. It is a Vauxhall 14 and it is parked ...see more
I was disturbed to read the Memory posted in early September from a contemporary about our common primary school, Bridport Visitation Convent. It was reprinted in the Bridport News of October 1st so needs to be balanced I feel. That gentleman clearly doesn't remember his time there with relish but I wonder why he didn't put his schooldays into the context of the time.
My own experience at the Convent was ...see more
I remember warm sunny days when me and the gang would go down to the local river and meet many of the guys there from surrounding villages and have a whale of a time. The summers were hot, and we spent hours upon hours just swimming, flirting, horse playing, laughing, and having so much fun. Then came the time when we all started going our seperate ways, losing track of each other as we all ...see more
Ashtead is the best place on Earth to live! I lived there with my sister and brother for almost 5 years in the late seventies early eighties..... this picture of the Street brings me tears of joy, the people there were wonderful, polite, hospitable and loving; I wish I could go back there one day to visit old neighbors and see this beautiful town and country again!!
My sister and I are from Canada and came to Scotland this past month, August, 2009, to see where our mother, Kathleen Low, and her family were born and raised in their youth. After many years of hearing them describe their homeland, we knew it instantly as soon as we saw the beautiful coast line and smelled the fresh sea air! Our grandfather was William Herbert Low and he was born in Benholm. His ...see more
It was about 1953. Saturday afternoon was a great day down at the Imperial picture house in Newburn. Roy Rogers and Trigger, Gene Autry with his guitar and six guns, Flash Gorden with his ray gun, Batman and his cape. I remember an older lad than us called Wee Wee Reed, he had bright ginger hair, anyway Batman had been on and when we came out Wee Wee put his black Burberie mack, tied the sleeves around his neck and ran ...see more
I was born on 'the Island' and lived there until I was 17 years old. Nell's Point used to be my play ground.I have many fond memories of counting the coaches that used to bring the visitors from far and wide, the coaches would park in the Municiple coach park on Forest Drive above which was a nine hole golf course,the old army barracks and the Coastguard station. I am a member of National Coastwatch ...see more
My first memory of Llantrisant is when I was just becoming 16 and I had decided to hitch hike to Llantrisant to see a girl I had met at the Frasiethorpe Eilm chuch youth camp, which I did and our relationship lasted a few months, I went into the RAF and we drifted apart - young love is such a fickle thing!
I live in Newcastle, NSW, Australia. My relative, William Phillips was born in Neath and lived at 14 Company Street, Llantwit Fardre when married. He was a collier. He married 6/1875 Rachel Thomas (b.18/7/1852 Pontypridd Llaneth Verdre).In 1886 he and his family emigrated to Australia and settled in Stockton, NSW, a suburb of Newcastle. They had 9 children. He was a co-founder of the Stockton ...see more
I remember falling off a bike on Millfield Crescent when I was about 7 or 8 and I had a really bad knee injury, there was no going to hospitals in those days though, it was Kit
Bateman, a first aider at the pit, who mended me and bandaged me up, I still have a big scar on me knee to this day. There were two women who lived in Francis Terrace who never saw eye to eye, Polly Kane and Hilda Robson, they would have ...see more
One memory of my time spent at St Peter's as a border (my house been The Rise )were the God awful brown blazers purchased from Moss Bros (of York). It wasn't that they were uncomfortable that was the problem, it was the rule that they had to be worn constantly.
The school week was Monday to Saturday lunch time, after which we as borders were allowed into York itself, BUT we had to wear the uniform (on a Saturday) ...see more
My grandparents lived in Hearts of Oak Cottages and we used to go and see them on Sundays with my dad and brothers while my mam made dinner. We would walk down the old line. My dad took us to the engine room at the colliery to show us the engine, it was exciting, then we would go to Gran's for a drink and a bite to eat. I loved my gran's food. She gave us sixpence every week half a crown on our birthday.
Up past the lightning tree, its trunk split in half where it was struck. Round Conjoin Lane and back home to Mum. Big brother and sister, our Vee and our George, fair-haired and handsome, this brother of mine. Our Vera is dark, beautiful and mysterious, seven years older, I love her to bits. She puts my long hair in rags and teases me. Our George brings his mates, 'Melly Hood' I call ...see more
Would anybody be able to help me? I am looking to find old photographs of an Edith Cottage that apparently was on Edith Walk in Great Malvern. I am looking for photos on or around 1933, as my partner's father lived in this cottage (he orginally gave me the information as being Rose Cottage, but this was incorrect). If anybody has any photos, or knows of any books containing any photos of this cottage, the road it was on or of this area, please let me know, I will be extremely grateful.
This is about 1951 and Millfield Lane was opposite the allotments and the clay field. On the dark nights we would tie thread to the door knockers and lead it across the road and up the bank to a grassy hollow where we could see but not be seen from the houses, then a sharp tug on the thread would bring a puzzled face to the door, a couple of knocks on the same door would have us in hysterics. Then we came up ...see more
I remember buying cottage loaves at Mrs Rhymes' bakery and being given a tiny one to eat on my way home. I also remember the paper cones of chips my brother bought me for 3d! I used to have three pence to spend in the sweet shop and the choice was so huge - I loved the little sweets that looked like sausages, peas and potatoes - great for doll's teas.
