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I was born in the upstairs back room of my maternal Gran's house at 20 John Street, Pendleton. I was told there was an air raid going on at the time. My first school was John Street where there was a play ground on the roof, but that was only for older kids. I remember playing the part of the wolf in Red Riding Hood and also Joseph in the Nativity when I was about 4 or 5. I lived with my parents at 9 Gold ...see more
Preston Watson was the wine and spirit merchants of the town. The premises consisted of a fine three-storey house with shop, a large coach house and two or three other houses on both sides of The Pallant that were used for mineral water production, bottling and storage. One of my favorite memories is helping to bottle and label cider, taken from large hogsheads. In recent years these premises were demolished and the ...see more
Having stayed with relatives at Port Quinn on Wednesday 12 September, we drove to Tintagel staying overnight in an hotel, just out of the town. We spent a wonderful Thursday in Tintagel and enjoyed a terrific time viewing this amazing building. So impressed were we that we have vowed to visit it again and again, for the atmosphere of the 1800's is captured perfectly in the National Trust site. Especially the ...see more
I was born in Leek and went to St lukes school and then onto Milner girls in Springfield road. Did anyone else out there go to either of these schools.
I used to go to Brentwood swimming pool with my school St Martin's for girls and can remember going when it reopened for the new year - easter and it was absolutely freezing! I was not much of a swimmer so can remember it being torture for me. i also used to go with my friends during the summer when we would have a swim and afterwards, after dodging the boys flicking their wet ...see more
i remember this not as brentwood hackney schools but as st faith's hospital for women and children with epilepsy and other mental disorders. my father worked in the administration offices until he died in 1959 and my mother worked there as a nursing auxiliary after that. i remember going to children's parties (both for the patients and staff's children and have photos of my ...see more
From the lates 50's I remember going to Danson Park fairs. My brother would take me when I was quite young and I seem to remember him winning a large dog on the air rifles - I think it must have cost him quite a bit to win it, but my mother was pleased with it and the dog 'lived' on the window ledge for many years. As I grew older Bexleyheath became such an important Saturday place for me. When the ...see more
I was born at the Denbighshire Infirmary and grew up in Denbigh - it's a lovely town and the surrounding area is beautiful. Both my parents, and my aunt and uncle, worked at the North Wales Hospital, as did so many people from the town. I return there as often as I can, and find it a relaxing place to be. We have kept my parents' home and it's such a pleasure to be there. Thanks for some great photos from the '50s and '60s - happy memories!
My husband's ancestors, the Swinburn family, lived at Coopers Haugh near Edmundbyers in the 19th century. We were unable to find any trace of the farm on a map but have now learned that it is under the Derwent Reservoir. Although we currently live in California, my husband, John, was at Durham University when the reservoir was built and the area flooded - 40 years ago. It's a beautiful ...see more
My Gradfather, the Reverend Thomas Arthur Bairstow was the minister of this church from 1943-47. Leading off one corner of the market square is the grey stone church. It was the last church in which he ministered before he retired due to ill health. I have an old photograph of the Manse taken during the 1940's and it was heartening to find, on a visit there a few years ago, that the Manse and Church remain and especially that the Church is such a lively Christian place of worship.
My Grandfather, the Reverend Thomas Arthur Bairstow was the minister of this Church from 1924-30. This year (2007) we visited Alfreton for the first time. It was heartening to find that the church is still being used as such. New Life Church (NLC)now use the building and, although it was a weekday, we were able, courtesey of the Pastor, to enter the building and take some photographs. There are ...see more
very nice place to live on the left is the shop by the bus stop and railway crossing
The 2nd tall building on left is the Queens head and was my home from 1945 - 1951. My name was then Kathleen McCarthy. On the right where Jones Butcher shop is, is where my friend Ann was killed when a coal truck reversed over her and her bike...on my Birthday around 1948. The first building on left was later turned into a florist shop. The tall steeple is of the catholic church. I went to the St ...see more
Having grown up in Grappenhall I've seen it develop with time, but its managed to keep its identity, even though there's been a growing demand for redevelopment in the area. Within the space of a few streets you were able to experience several ages of British history. Like a timeline, starting on the higher ground you have the quaint village life within the cobbled village centre. ...see more
I can't remember the 5 metre diving boards in this photo but I certainly can remember the 3 meter ones that replaced these, which have also now gone. I spent many an afternoon diving, jumping of these boards first starting on the 1 meter then the 2 metre and finaly getting the courage for the 3 metre, I can't imagine jumping off the 5 metre board in the photo as the water depth hasn't changed and you ...see more
When I passed the 11 plus exam I was selected to attend Kibworth Grammar School. The only place that you could get the uniform was the little shop in the photo to the right of the monument in the Square. This meant a trip by train from Wigston to Kibworth. This was quite feasible in the days before Dr Beeching closed all the railway stations. I remember the uniform cost my Mum a fortune and I only ...see more
It has been almost 50 years since I have seen the inside of this church. My mother; Molly Risbridger) was married in this church to a Canadian soldier Mr. Ken Lloyd Maxted. I am their son Robert Glenn Maxted. Happy Anniversary! 2007 I love you Mom and Dad, Your Son, Glenn
This view is not much different from the forties. This photo has been taken from outside Rawlinsons butchers shop to the right and St Thomas's church to the left ( both out of shot). The first shop to the right is Eric Holmes Cycle shop. Eric Holmes Jnr was a school friend of mine and we both attended Basset Street Juniors(just round the corner). The road off to the right is Countesthorpe Road. The roof ...see more
When I was about 6-7 years old we lived in Lansdowne Grove ( 1 mile approx) and Crow Mills was a favorite place to come and fish for minnows and frog spawn. The summers seemed endless and jam jars were a precious item to us as they were needed to bring home the results of the days exploits. I think the mill was still working then, I know the water wheel certainly was. All you needed was your jar of ...see more
1963: We were so desperate for somewhere to live when we got married that we almost signed up for one of the upstairs flats above the shops. The flats were brand new and looked very attractive back then. The the reality set in that we couldn't afford it and we ended up renting a flat off the Narborough Road in the Westcotes area. SLCS must be 'The South Leicester Co-op Society'
oh mi how things have changed in this photograph i was 12 then 40 yrs on it was so peacefull then arbo has we called it i can remember going there during school holidays. we be there all day with our bottle water and our jam sandwiches we wouldnt go home till dusk or till the man came round with the whistle telling you he shutting the gates oh what fun then we go to the old sweet shop on lichfield road ...see more
Elias and Polly Owen came home from Shanghaiand lived at No 3 Elwy Viewand Iwas able to aquaint myself with all my St. Asaph family and see them for the first time, she only lived a few months and then Elias packed up and went off to Australia, but I remember it well, I had three families there, my mother was from the Palace Lodge, the Halleys in Central Buildings and the Owens from the Red Lion,so between them all family history became alive to a child from Brynymaen.
My name is James Ryder, i was born on the 2nd January 1920 in Factory Road, the youngest of seven children, of William and Lucy. Started school [C of E] at the age of 3 and left at the age of 14., during which time I sang in the Village Choir untill my voice broke. In 1934 I started a 6 year Apprentiship with T Brooks of Totnes as a Builder and cycled daily to where ever I was directed. One period was to ...see more
My Father Henry (Jim) Griffiths lived with his eight brothers and sisters in the Round house, which I think was up the ally next to the Postoffice. His mother was Alice Griffiths, she brought up all these children on her own. I wonder if anyone has a photo of the round house?
WELL I REMEMBER THIS VERY CLEARLY I SPENT SOME OF MY CHILDHOOD DAYS HERE CONVALESANT HOME FOR CHILDREN WE WAS SENT THERE TO CONVELESCE IN THE BRACING SEA AIR FROM POLLUTED INDUSTRIAL TOWNS . NUNS LOOK AFTER US THEY HAD LOVELY CHAPEL I BELIVED IT OPENED 1884 . I WAS THERE BETWEEN 1962 1969 AND I LOVED IT.
I used to spend my w/ends and school hols at pickmere in the 1950,s ,I used to hire out boats for jack spencer they were the blue and white rowing boats. his boat shed is hiddenby the tree in the foreground,his house is the white one above the tree, the boats in the midground were owned by the Egletons mum dad and two boys, the far distance was cheethams fair, I used to fish behind cheetham moared motor boats to catch ...see more
My Grandfather used to be a judge at the Aberaman flower show and others in the area. He also won many shows himself with vegatables and flowers. I have some photographs
I was born on Cavendish Street opposit St.Clements church,and moved to Ordsall flats in 1949 brand new they were ! We lived in Everard House near the Globe pub. We went to Mount Carmel infants school when Mr Glynn was the head teacher,I guess most of my childhood in Salford was centered around the church which was on Oldfield road.It was Father Kavanagh at the time. I too remember Salford with its rows ...see more
I remember Banks with bittersweet memories. I lived on Gravel Lane,just outside the village,on Gravel Lane ,there was another girl we went to school with called Carole McCabe,and we played with Janet and Edna who lived on the corner of Gravel Lane,the latter had a brother who played in Banks Brass Band.Tom Finney`s uncle also lived on the lane. There was a farmer called Billy Ball who used to chase us off his land ...see more
I was born in 1931. During the war I spent about 1 year in Walkford, at the home of a great aunt in the village of Walkford. The maternal ancestry of my family is in Walkford. My great aunt had a house on I guess the Ringwood road. She had a hand laundry and at that time she would collect linen from the big houses in a van. Mondays, I believe was the day the linen soaked in an outhouse, the following day boiled, ...see more
ihad a wonderful holiday with my friend john morrison from cambuslang,we stayed with a mrs mcgrath.i came from hamilton and we sailed from glasgow to dublin and then by bus to bray.we met a young hairdresserin bray JUNE ONEILL,and she kept me on the right road for my 2 weeks holiday.
I was born in Caerbryn in 1949 and I lived at 4 Caerbryn Terrace along at that time with my granny and grandad, mum and dad and my sister Gill who is thirteen months older than me. The terrace was then just the twenty houses and we knew all of our neighbours. In 1951 the twins Malcom and Judith were born, 1957 Caroline was born and in 1958 Ricahrd was born. I have happy memories of growing up there as we ...see more
The name Craig McAteer is very familiar to me. Was Craig a gifted footballer or am I imagining things? I do remember him though. I also remember those fairs on the field behind Curbishley's garage where the bowling green is now. There was still a bowling green behind the Red Lion when I was a regular there in the 1980s although I don't know if it was ever used then. My father won me a goldfish at one ...see more
I have an original postcard of this picture from the Frith Series. It is unstamped and printed on the card is "Affix Half Penny Stamp". Handwritten on the card is "The seat of Mr Tremayn & about one mile from here" Also printed on the card is F. Frith & Co Ltd, Reigate, No 21284
I first came to Long Sutton after my husband was given the job of being the local'bobby'We came to live in the local police station, which was an office room in the house. My first impresstion of Long Sutton was how slow the pace of life was after comming from a large city of Birmingham where the pace of life was fast and hectic. I soon got to know the local people and found them friendly and ...see more
I was born in 1946 lived in Lifton until I got married in 1971. I lived in Fore St next door lived Mr Brown he used to repair shoes in his little shed in the garden I used to watch him working. just a few doors away Bill Keast he was the watch repairer in the village. Jordans Bakery next to Bill where we could get fresh bread. Taylor Shop again in Fore St I remember taking a grocery list in to the shop and Mrs Jago ...see more
This fine school {formerly Woodley Hill} was opened in 1957. I was lucky enough to be one of 150 pupils who passed the 11plus {God knows how} and thus was one of the first intake, a real privilege although I didn't realise it at the time. I was cursed with the surname BRIGHT which I hated with a vengeance. I gained the dubious distinction of been given the first detention ever at Forest, ...see more
Hi On finding your memories pages I simply had to add my own contribution as my memories of Croydon and area are so dear to me. My grandparents lived in Waddon, just off the Purley Way, and I visited regularly on holiday, when my Grandad (Grampy) a city commutor took me everywhere. I remember Kennards so clearly and with great pleasure, the arcade running down the hill outside the store, with its baby rabbits, ...see more
I remember starting infants school at Bassett Street School. Here there were 3 separate schools, one for infants, one for junior girls and one for junior boys all up to the age of 11 years. We had to drink milk from small bottles. In the winter the milk would freeze and push the bottle top off and in summer it would be luke warm (yuk). Favorite pastimes were collecting milk bottle tops ...see more
After school - Belfast Royal Academy - a liitle gang of us would take the bus down to Royal Avenue and head for the Lombard restaurant in Lombard Street. It was a very comfortable, spacious place, founded by the Ulster Temperance Society and open evenings too, where you could sit as long as you liked, with waitress service, over a cup of tea. It'd be packed with school students in the mid-late afternoon. ...see more
I was born in Isleworth, at 10 Hall Road to be exact and my parents lived in this very house for 50 years. I remember this house very well, at the time it was owned, as were others by the local council. Just down the road is the County Arms were my husband and I had our wedding reception in 1960 having been married at the Church on Worton Road. The house has always been a symbol of my childhood and teen years, ...see more
I was born in 1965 and grew up in Westend. I moved to America in 1988 and have only been back to visit once since then back in 1989/90. I can't really imagine how much the village has changed since then. I've seen photos and pics on the internet. I was hoping that somethings haven't changed like the common, up there on New England hill and down in the dips were we as ...see more
The post box is still there!
I lived in Wickford until 1963. My sisters and I would walk down London Road to the high street, first stopping at the little sweet shop and then looking into the windows of Prentice. I got my first 2 wheeler there in 1954. We would go the pictures in what later became Woolworths, the site of my first Saturday job. The Coop was in the high street and was the busiest shop. My dad had Barclays account number 2.
I moved to Crawley Down in 1959 and for four years I lived in the police house in Hophurst Road with my Mum, Dad and sister Denise, Dad being the village policeman. For two years I attended the village school and remember Mrs Fry as my dinner lady and Miss Drew as head teacher. They were happy carefree days. We played out all day when we could on our bikes, only popping indoors for a drink or something to eat. ...see more
My Gt.Gt.Grandparents ran this Inn in Bradwell during the 1870's. Their names were John & Ann Archer. They originally came from West Yorkshire in a place called Kirkburton. John & Ann had a great many children who married into Bradwell families. John & Ann both died in 1879 wilthin a few months of each other & are buried in St.Barnabus Churchyard. There is a photo on the wall of the White Hart ...see more
I lived most of my life in Sible Hedingham, as a family we moved there from London in 1962. I was just 2 years old at the time. My father Robert Farren, "Bob" as he was best known and my mother Ivy, took over the licence of The White Lion, Church Street. Growing up I never imagined that I would ever live anywhere but there. My parents retired after 28 years behind the bar. The White Lion can be seen in ...see more
My mum and dad ran this pub before we moved to Canada. I have lots of great memories.
The people sitting on the seat in the foreground of this photo are actually my grandparents and aunt, visiting - as they regularly did - from their home in Annfield Plain, Co Durham. This photo was taken a couple of years before I was born and also before my parents were married. Sadly they are no longer alive, but little did they know they had been snapped for posterity!
We stayed in a small caravan on Ridings Farm, owned then by Mr & Mrs Rand. We travelled by coach from Gosport, Hampshire. Catherine Hackett, my mother,adopted me when I was less than a year old, she was widowed and had 4 children of her own and as you can guess she was very special. Gosport is a naval town on the opposite side of the Portsmouth harbour. We had no television, no car and so I had ...see more
I attended Our Lady's School but at a later time than Mr Aindow. I started in September 1961, a day I remember quite well! My most abiding memories of those times were of the nuns who ran the school and who were very strict and also how antiquated it was. The school still had gas lights which were lit on dark winter afternoons and emitted an eerie green glow. The refectory was like something out of Tom ...see more
Just starting a family history according to the 1901 census My grandparents James and Mary Duckett lived at 37 Sheffield Rd, Dronfield with their children Richard, Dennis and Frances. My mother Mary Duckett was born in 1907 in Dronfield. I remember her telling me she had a long walk to school or was it church? jJmes Duckett came from Ireland and the family was Catholic.
First placed here by the monks of Evesham Abbey in the thirteenth century to enable them to tend the vineyard that they planted on Clarkes Hill, the original use of the cottage was a wine store. Their system of pulling the ferry rope between two stauntions to get across the river is still used to this very day, in spite of mechanical devices being experimented with, nothing is as easy or secure as the monks ...see more
My great grandfather lived in Walton in 1891, his name was John Rowbottom and he lived at the forge in Walton Road. He had three sons. One son, William, was born there. His first wife died there in 1890 and he married his housekeeper Jane Cooper. If anyone has any more info please let me know.
The cottage in the centre of the picture was our first home in Cornwall. 4/4/2001
I travelled to Chipping Norton to start a new life. When I stepped off the coach on the high street and looked across the road I saw a very grand looking building and a sign saying The White Hart Hotel. My next thought was I am going to work in that hotel, which I did! I was also able to live-in, as other staff also did. The White Hart at that time was a privately run hotel with a friendly ...see more
I used to walk along muddy tracks and climb over stiles, cross fields and even a busy dual carriageway to get to Bourton from Lower Slaughter. The first time we visited Bourton we went to the museum which houses vintage cars and many more curios. I believe it started as hobby and grew from that. I can't remember the name but it was a charming olde worlde place with an atmosphere to ...see more
I lived in lovely Lower Slaughter in 1991 along with my children's father. How we came to live in such a beautiful place was pure luck. We had applied for jobs in nearby Adlestrop and with the jobs came accomodation, Manor Farm Cotts. I remember an open top mock vintage bus driving through in the summertime, usually american tourists waved on the top deck, it felt surreal. My favourite time of day was early ...see more
I used to play in the abbey in the war time as then it had an air bomb shelter, we used to think that there was a tunnel under the abbey to the cathedral.
My great-grandfather and g.grandmother lived and worked at The Pilchards Inn, they had three children my grandmother used to tell me about how they kept chickens and ducks in the garden and how she met Daphne Du'Maurier and Alfred Hitchcock whilst in cornwall making a film, thats not bad for passing trade! I cant wait to visit Polperro and sit a while in The Pilchards Inn to remember my wonderful grandmother in a place that was very close to her heart.
I was a pupil at Walsh Manor school about 1964 and was wondering if anyone has any pictures of the school or the history of the manor house. I loved being at the school as there was a farm attached where we used to go. The school itself was a lovely place to live and when I was there it was run by Mr and Mrs Hemmings. It was a girls boarding school. One teacher I remember was Mr Rose who took us for art or French. ...see more
The shops were built in 1959/60 and the Steele family took possession of the first 2 shops as soon as they were finished. The shop, on the corner of Falmer and Warran, opened as a hairdressers and was managed by my then fiance Lesley, the adjoining shop opened as a laundrette, run by Lesley's mother. The family lived in the maisonette above the shops and I have many happy memories of that era.
I have very dear memories of Portrush in the 60's. My mum was born there. She lived with her Mum and Dad and two brothers and one sister in Harbour Road. Mum and her sister came over to England in the 50's. We used to go to Portrush for our holidays. We would stay with my Grandparents on Harbour Road. My grandfather owned a dozen little rowing boats which he used to hire out to the summer visitors. We would go ...see more
I still visit this church, although it is locked much of the time. It looks even better today than it did way back then. The village of 'Send' was supposed to have been built around this church (I am told), however it ended up a couple of miles away. You can still see ruins of cottages along the side of the road if you know were to look. The name 'Send' comes from the word 'Sand', and you can see the effects of quarrying all over 'Send' all the way down to 'Send Marsh'.
To the rear of this picture stands Gladdings Stores. Around this time (1955) it was taken over by Mr Lemon, whose son was my childhood friend. It is now a flashy apartment block.
In the '50s this is where I would catch the bus to Woking and on the right, to Guildford, where I travelled to school. My abiding memory is watching the Shire horses being uncoupled from a Barge (to the right rear of the picture) and walked over the bridge and back onto the tow path behind the New Inn, to be re-coupled to the barge. This is because the towpath was on the opposite side of the canal. Horse drawn Barges ...see more
I roller skated in the old pavilion - you could see the sea through the gaps in the floor boards!! My brother bribed me to behave by the promise of an ice cream bought from the cafe at the end of the pier.
I am from the Escolme family. My mother Evelyn Tyldesley who was born in Dalton worked for a farmer, Seriah Butler, when she was about 13 circa 1920 and looked after their daughter Dorothy. My mother used to walk up the steep hill with milk pails on a yoke. She married Reuben Escolme, the only son of Titus Escolme, who lived in Laurel Bank. ...see more
This photo shows Cox's boatyard in late autumn not long after the boat shed on the left had been built. The shed had been part of a wartime camp some where in East Anglia and had been re-erected by the Cox brothers, Lewis and Sonny, complete with American pinups.
I was born in Warminster, in 1972, in what was known at the time as The Strawberry House! My Dad had painted it quite a deep pink, when he bought it. 44 Boreham Rd, that's where I was actually born, my lovely family home. My Dad was a well known painter and decorator, Bob 'The Brush' Woollard, and my Mum, Peg, worked in Luxfords Fruit & Veg shop. I went to St. John's School, where my teacher when I ...see more
Re this photograph, I recall the scene in 1948 when I lived there. Everything was still wrapped in barbed wire as there were many mines in the area The life saving hut was restored about 1950 and was very smart with the St Johns Ambulance logo on the side. The part that intrigued me the most was the brass bell used for raising the alarm for a swimmer in trouble, which was from the ship HMS ...see more
I lived at Reighton Gap from early 1948 to 1951. The picture of the shop brings back many memories as I worked in it aged 11 during the summer school holidays. My jobs were to handle the dirty jobs, handling of potatoes, paraffin, and fetch the soft drinks from the back of the store. It was a very busy cafe in summer so I had to also wash up and dry the dishes, my reward was 2 meals a day and 7/6 per week ...see more
In the early to mid 1950s I spent holiday time in Somersham - it was fascinating for a child from London, especially the little ditches and the wildflowers. I stayed with "auntie" (Emma Goodchild), a relative of some kind through my maternal grandmother's family (surnames Duller and Dellow). Auntie lived in the last house in Somersham High Street, it was amazing - no electricity and a pump for water in the ...see more
Previous memories talk about The Talbot Inn and on the left hand corner (Church Street Corner) Marshall's the newsagents . Before the village was bypassed around 1956 the Newsagents had previously been a Fish and Chip shop. This was one of two Fish and Chip shops in the village at that time, the second one being down the road to the right at the keep left sign in Fen ...see more
Browsing Ampthill, for the first time, I came across the above photo. On the left just above the logo is a shop blind that used to protect the meat in the window display from sunshine (when it appeared). That blind was the bain of my life in 1952/3/4 when I was a so called "butchers boy". It never ran correctly on it's tracks, and I caused many a car to swerve my long pole manipulations putting it up and down. ...see more
I remember the village in the 1940s to 1970s. I went to school at the centre of the village till 1951 then went to Sturminster S.M school. On the walk home from school we used to go into the forge run by Alfred Wolfery (known as Bogey as he was as dirty and sooty as the bogey man!) Across the road from the forge and Post office was Mr Fox's bakery. He would give us wonderful hot bread and iced ...see more
Pauline's memories of the market stalls reminded me as well.... swinging on the cross bars especially. I also went to the Saturday matinees. We got a little card stamped each week. Our main amusement was to get cardboard boxes from the shop (usually Vaughans? at the end of Kelly St.) to flatten out and slide down the railway bankings. These were, of course, disused and a great place to play. Often, 'dens' were to ...see more
In the centre of the picture, the smaller house I believe is 'Cosy Cot' where my aunt Phyllis and cousin Peter spent WW2 and experienced the death of my Uncle Alf in the RAF in 1940. I remember that fragrant parcels used to arrive in the spring, wrapped in greaseproof paper and damp newspaper. They were the primroses and violets that Phyllis picked and sent to us "townies" who lived near London. She had ...see more
I remember sliding down the quarry on Markham Road. When I got to the bottom a man gave me a clout for being so daft. I bet he would not get away with it nowadays.
Visited Sir Walter's birthplace at Hayes Barton and touched the house to link with his history and spirit. Beautiful location and could imagine him as a young man looking out over the same countryside that I could survey. It was a special moment and I could feel his presence and aura in the atmosphere of that special place. Found a loose piece of flint from the outside chimney running up the middle of ...see more