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I have an old, and I assume original, Frith postcard with the above photo on it and these words: "This is your father's early home. It once belonged to your grandfather. He sold it when he went to .....(illegible) Thought you would like to see it. I was born there. With love from J.B." There is no name, address, or postmark, so it must have been enclosed with a letter. Where the postage would go, it says, ...see more
I think my uncle was the caretaker at Garfield Road - not been down to the recs for years, are they still there?
We used to go to the rec from school at Queens Road, also we walked down from school to play cricket and football with the teachers.
By the way, my uncle's name was Bill Wooderson, a lovely man with a mass of grey hair -
drains was his trade.
Much later in life we lived in Birkbeck ...see more
Remember the Sutton and Cheam Swimming Club? Pop Worsell and the club captain, Gerry. He appeared as Mr. Beefcake in the Daily Mirror. After swimming and water polo, off to the Queen Vic. Great days.
The pub was made into a private home.
I lived at 130 Derley Road for a lot of years and went to Western Road School, infants, juniors and senior school; ground floor infant and juniors, top floor seniors. I remember Mr Neame, Mrs Clayton, the Headmistress, and Mrs Nias who had a daughter in my class. I was a brownie at the little hall in Western Road. We had quite a few Youth Clubs, one off the King Street, one off the Uxbridge Road. I remember the ...see more
When I was born, in 1948, my parents lived in Mount Park Road. My father, who was chairman of the Ealing Rotary Club (at least twice that I remember), was a solicitor and his firm 'Machin-Smith & Brown' had two offices. One was on New Broadway above a bank between the Town Hall and St Mary's church (this was my father's office), and one in West Ealing (Mr Brown's office). I lived at 9 Westbury Road from 1953 - ...see more
Moved here to Rossington back in 1979. Lived at 42 Streatfield Cres, the end house. I rented the house from the N C B but a year later was offered to buy it from them. I paid one thousand 800 pounds for it, the morgage was 12 pounds a month - makes me laugh now.
Moving from Durham, the village was so different - two markets twice a week, a pub over the road - gone now - the butchers and post office on my door ...see more
What great times were had at the Gaumont Cinema each Saturday Morning for 6d. With the sweet shop next door, 3d bought more than enough to keep me going from 9.00am to 11.30 ish.... Happy days.....from 1957 to 1959....
In the 50s/60s we would go and spend the day on the Wrekin. We would cycle from our home on Charlton Hill and leave our bikes at the Forest Glen (no need to lock them up) and make our way up the first part of the climb which was quite sharp; then we would stop at the Halfway House tea room and sit ouside with a glass of lemonade. There were it seemed, hundreds of people there all dressed up in their Sunday best. We ...see more
My memory spans several years relating to the church. My grandfather, Fred James, who lived in Carnon Downs, cared for the grounds and the older graves in the churchyard, mainly on a Saturday, and, during the winter, he cycled to Devoran on a Saturday evening to light the 'coke' fires for the boiler, for the heating system in the church. I can't remember how old I was when he first took me ...see more
I remember St. Mary's. As an eight year old Londoner, I had travelled a bit to different parts of England during the evacuation. Whilst at St. Mary's, I attended school there, played soccer for the junior team, was confirmed as a Catholic. I remember Father Baker well. In 1948 I remember that he had a television set, which was quite astonishing at the time. I remember long walks to the Kent ...see more
We moved Middleton Stoney in 1954 from Weston on the Green (the lay-by transport cafe and garage). We lived in Ardley Road, in the brick house next to PA Turneys and opposite the Jersey Arms. The Varneys lived next door. He was the old village blacksmith. We moved to the stable yard (now Clock Court) in the park in 1956/7 after Dad lost his job at Turneys after a spell in hospital and Mum got a job at ...see more
I first went to Streatley in 1965 where I started to court my wife whose name was Susan Adams then. We used to go for walks over Sharpenhoe Clappers and come back to the Chequers Pub and see Hilda and her Sister (who's name I can't remember) and get an Ice cream round the back and a beer inside. Next to the pub was a lovely little church where we got married in 1966 by the Rev Leeming. ...see more
I lived on Dunster Avenue, Morden, then moved to Ash Rd, Sutton, near the Woodstock.
Remember well playing water polo for the Sutton Nad Cheam swimming club. Great games on a Saturday night followed by a pint in The Queen Vic. Would love to hear from someone about the swim club or Sutton Grammar School. I am living in Canada as I have done for nearly 50 years.
Cannington - always will remember my stay with Dr Christmas as an evacuee - big house, - surgery around the back. Used to be taken out in the car on occassions, with his wife (a nurse) - stayed outside in the car awaiting a baby to be delivered. Babies arrived out of the doctors bag apparently, was told never to look in there - never did. Precriptions were made up in the back room, no chemist shop used, bottles and ...see more
...how prominent the church was in the 1965 landscape, before the trees grew.
I was a choirboy at St Mildreds in 1965 and used to live in Kingscote Road throughout the 1960s and into the 1970s. 2s6d fee for weddings, I recall.
90 degrees to the right of the photographer who took the Church photo, was Bingham Road Rec. The Rec in those days had neatly tended flowerbeds and grass - and about 4 good tennis ...see more
My parents Leo Landy and Mary Casey, then engaged, were coming back from Petts Wood in the evening when the bombs started falling, they began to run, but my mother started having hysterics and my father had to slap her round the face to calm her down. They ran to Bluefield Terrace where my mother lived with her parents. Another recollection, during a time when the air raid warning was ...see more
I worked at Fine Fare and the Landport Drapery Bazaar in 1970/71 and was a member of the Tricorn Club on top of the Tricorn. My favourite locals were the Coxs Hotel and the Casbah Pub both in Charlotte St. The landlord of the Casbah, Ron Shepherd, was a witness at my wedding when I married a sailor at the Registry Office (now yet another pub). Sadly the Coxs and Casbah went along with the Tricorn. Also ...see more
I was born on 14th Sept 1934 and was known then as Jill Lemmy and had a brother called Brian. My Mum and Dad were Phyl and Fred, I went to Perivale Infants Juniors and Senior School, the Junior Head was Mr Neville. I was in Perivale till the flying bombs started in 1944.Then my brother and I were evacuated to Huddersfield in West Yorkshire till 1945, when they stopped. My mum worked ...see more
My earliest recollection was sitting waiting for Santa on the staircase in my granny's house watching the glistening Christmas tree. Also sledging down the bank from Tantobie Road ends down to Sleepy Valley with my friends from the same village; as well as building a bonfire and setting off fireworks on Guy Fawkes. People then were so close, kind and neighbourly and everybody knew everybody else with ...see more
I remember going to the Duchess cafe at airdrie cross with moira mcluskey rosina mcaul and sheila Bradley in1956 We promised to meet there 10 years later, but i came to Canada, Moira to Massapequa New York, Sheila to Australia. Rosina stayed in Coatbridge. We all attended Elmwood Convent School in Bothwell. I worked in the Ministry of Pensions in Henderson, St Airdrie til 1960. Married James Wilson from Mavisbank St.
I don't see any memories of Beswick, Manchester. We lived on Mill St., between the Bradford pub(I think this is still there) and the doctors office(I believe that it is also still there), but the houses in between have been pulled down. We moved from Mill St. to Collyhurst when they were pulling down all the houses in the area and on this part of Mill St. I remember Grey Mare Lane Market (the old one ...see more
My Grandparents lived at 1 Manor Way. In 1946 my father returned from Canada to find that I was a few months old. He had returned from the war in April 1945, however he had to return to Canada in 1946 to demob. When he returned to England from Canada, my parents lived with my grandparents at #1 along with me. 1 Manor Way was the home of my grandparents until their deaths in 1987. After that, it became the home ...see more
I was born in Ashgrove, lived there for 21 years with my mum and dad (Lily & Jimmy Arthur) or 'English Jimmy' as he was sometimes called - my dad was a great dad. He took us on walks to McKendricks farm & up through the woods at back of Cameron hospital, also took lots kids in the street too... My mum still lives in Ashgrove - she's 90..a bit doo lally, but still has her days where she's still very ...see more
As a very young child I lived at Jacktrees Rd. Every year the fair came to the market square on Cleator Moor. I can't remeber how long it came for, but I can remember on a couple of occasions the night after it finished going with my parents to watch a jiving competition. All the dodgen cars would be stored away and the dancing would take place before the rest was dismantled. I used to love all the brightly ...see more
I lived in South Harrow from birth in 1945 in 125 Roxeth Green Avenue. I attended Roxeth Hill primary school until failing the eleven plus and then went to Lascelles Secondary Modern. Not the best of pupils although I was in the A stream. Hated school and was caned all the time or was in the corridor for my sins. I just wanted to work and had a few jobs; paper rounds, helping the milkman and working in ...see more
Wonderful long days riding my ponies around Ranmore Common through the 70's and 80's with my good friends and my mother. We had such lovely times together, friendship and the love of horses and the countryside. We used to ride all over the common, visiting friends and house owners who would give us water for the ponies and a long cool drink!
I have great memories of Weymouth, we used to stay just outside Weymouth at Moonfleet Manor. My parents first stayed there just after the 2nd world war, it was a complimentary holiday after a double booking at blackpool. The owners had just purchased Moonfleet and turned it into a hotel as it was used as a hospital for the troops in the war. We went every year after I was born until my dad died in 1970. I had great ...see more
Does anybody have any memories of my lost grandfather? He was a Welsh man called Emlyn Morgan, and lived in Southall during WWII. He was from a farming family and was born near Neath. He worked as a baker in Southall or nearby, so must have been known to the local community. He was also in the army. He married Eleanor John (also known as Madeline), his son Brian was born in 1941. I never met Emlyn, which is a great ...see more
Re: the Horse & Groom Public House now the Green Dragon Public House (rebuilt in 1920) in Broad Street Bungay. My wife's great grandfather, Thomas Gris (1855-1910), was the licensee of the Horse & Groom PH in Broad Streetg Bungay and is listed there in the Post Office Directory of 1900 and the Census of 1901. He had previously been the licencee of the Inn of the same name, the ...see more
My family lived at Llanmartin when it still looked like a prisoner of war camp. Although I was confirmed in Llanmartin church, there was also a Sunday school held in one of the huts on the estate and my mother played the piano for this. Initially I went to school in Undy but later went to Larkfield in Chepstow. I remember the long lonely lane leading up to the estate; just one unlit cottage about halfway up ...see more
Does anyone remember the groovy big boutique called Change Gear that was on the corner at West Croydon? The clothes were outrageous, including patchwork satin jackets, Minnie Mouse
shoes and handkerchief skirts. Upstairs was some kind of cafe where I think lots of pot smoking was going on. I have a dress from that shop still.
I went to East Quinton School in September 1978 and was one of the first pupils to enter the school after it had been refurbished. Mr Smith was the headmaster at the time, I was then at the school three weekends out of four. It was a good time, we used to walk down to Cookmere Haven then up over the cliffs to Cookmere Lane. We would go into the town on Saturdays to Woolworths and then walk back from ...see more
I attended Scotland Hill School from 1940 to 1946, after which I moved to Crowthorne C of E School. I have many memories of Scotland Hill School, Mr Shanks the Headmaster did not take any fooling around, his cane often warmed our hands for what seemed to us minor problems, but he was a fair person really. The school dinners were interesting; they used to be delivered in metal containers in a van to ...see more
My dad met my mam, who lived in Romney Road, when he played football for Barrow FC. They were married on 31st of July 1947 at St James' Church. My mam and dad moved to Gateshead where my dad played for Gateshed FC until 1953. I was born in 1948 and have many memories of holidays spent in Barrow, where some of my mam's family still live.
Mr Morgan had a yellow and black cab - most unusual
I started at the school in September 1954 having won a scholarship from Fairlands Junior School in Stevenage. As I climbed Windmill Hill in my brand new uniform and satchel plus shoebag, I remember feeling terrified. We attended morning prayer and then the new stream of first formers were asked to stay behind when we were given a talk by Miss Badland - she was not as frightening as she ...see more
With my sister, who is 3 years older than me, I was evacuated from London to Kidwelly and we stayed with a Mr & Mrs Charles at 7 Bridge Street. We had many enjoyable, and probably dangerous, hours playing in Kidwelly Castle. Now you have to pay for the privilege! I do remember going down some steps in the dark and, when we couldn't see the next step, we found a stone and threw it. It seemed to take ages before it ...see more
I had such wonderful times working as an usherette at the ABC. Saturday nights was best as when everyone was seated and the main feature came on we would change out of our uniform and run upstairs to the dance hall for an hour. We had to keep an eye on the time though as we had to be back to let everyone out and flip the seats. Saturday morning was the ABC minors club - I hated that as at the ...see more
My memories of Bodley Street and Stanley Park date from the early 1950's. There were loads of children who lived in the street - The Grimmonds, Gregory's and Wilson's to name but a few. We all played in the street, the girls with skipping ropes and two balls on the wall of the Welsh Chapel that was at the top of the street. For the boys it was football, my brother, John, joining the football lads, ...see more
Wolverhampton Street seemed to almost be a village on its own. There was Burgins and Bytherways newagents, Masseys wet fish shop, Davis's grocers, Smiths greengrocers, Sherratts electrical, Bryans diy, Robinsons cakes, Abrhams cobblers, Hoffs and Falcon furniture shops, Wainwrights bike shop, Edwards butchers, Parkes electrical repairs and Piolis ice cream shop and cafe and hairdressers, Shelleys ...see more
During the 40's and 50's my life revolved around Bedford Road and surrounding area..roads like; Harnage Rd, George Rd, Pottery Rd, North Rd, Distillery Rd ,Netley Rd and Greet Rd. All these are sadly gone along with the Gas Works where on Saturday mornings I used to take a pram to get sacks of coke before going to the Morning Pictures at the ABC Forum at Ealing. Another place on a Saturday ...see more
I was born (Dec 1948) over my mothers hairdressing shop in Furlong Road (number 123 I think) , next door to Peter Creighton the butcher (Peter and his wife Alice were my godparents). I can just remember my mother doing her hairdressing while I watched from the back room. I think that one of her customers was the mother of Brian Blessed(?) When my parents seperated we moved to ...see more
1950 - 1961. Hi my name was Pat Gardener and my sister was Maureen. We went to St Georges School and then to Brentford Secondary Modern. I would love to share memories with old friends (hopefully many of them still alive). My email address is pat.baker@bracknell-forest.gov.uk. We lived at No.20 North Road, and my mother's name was Tilley. I remember so much about Brentford, at ...see more
The station house was my home, and we could climb out of our front room window on to the down line platform to Andover.
Researching into the Shirley family of South Shields.Looking for Mary Lilian Shirley born 1892 South Shields. Her parents were, John Shirley and Jemmima Jane Bosing. Is it possible that someone may know if Mary Lilian Shirley married and if so, who she married.
When I was 12 or 13 I used to go to Boxhill most days, during school holidays there would be lots of girls on holiday (mostly from London). The swimming pool and the Wimpy were good places to pickup said girls.. If asked about Boxhill - I ride a mountain bike over it now. I still refer to the Wimpy and swimming pool, glad to see I wasn't just dreaming.
This photo brings back many fond memories for me as my grandfather Arthur Stanley Walker, was the foreman on Cymmer station right up to the time it closed in the early years of the 1970's. My uncle, Thomas John Walker was the local shunter. I couldn't wait until the school holidays came around as I always spent them with my grand parents who lived in 6 Coronation Avenue where I was born. My first port of call was ...see more
I was born in 1953 and lived at Largess Farm in Belchamp Walter. My surname then was Branwhite.My father was Fred Branwhite, a farmer. I went to the village school whenIi was 5 years old. It was a small school, with only two classrooms and toilets outside....very cold in the winter! Tables would be put up in the classroom for lunch...which was delivered in a van. I think there were ...see more
Nice to hear about George Garforth, Jackie Lawton and Rid Thompson when you lot worked in Wembley West Langley pit. David Leckenby and Paddy Riley used to drive off the head end with our ponies Irk and Barron. Wilson Harrison was one of the deputies. I think Gordon Lee was another pal of yours in those days. Your office was probably the Blue Star or Langley Club. I hope you are all well, happy days.
My family moved into Kennel Lane in the early fifties. My elder brother Alan and I, had plenty of fun and many friends. Only one side of Kennel Lane was developed until about '55 when they built the new houses. Mrs Alt who had the big house in the Quarry at the Lower Road end, she was a good friend and had been a court dressmaker and had lots of stories to tell. Bob Kine also had an old house in ...see more
I also remember the 'Splash'. We were told that some time in the past a Queen had crossed here with her ladies-in-waiting and that one of them had fallen in? Well, it's a good story. As a very horrible little boy, we used to catch minows in the pool, and then drag them across from one side of the river to the other, on the way across they would be followed by crayfish that we would shoot with our air ...see more
I was born in Phylis Avenue, Motsper Park in 1943 and went to Bushy Shool in 1948. The first thing is that it was just after the war and there were NO CARS! The steets were empty and the only person that had a car was the Canadian doctor who lived at the end of Phylis Avenue, Seaforth. Unfortunately he ran over and killed a very dear friend of mine on about her sixth birthday as she was on her ...see more
This was the year I left school. I started working for l.Standing and Sons of Hampers Farm in Station Road. They had one Ford van, five horses with various milkfloats. It was quite different for a fifteen vear old who was not really fond of horses, however I was introduced to them and they were not as bad as I thought. As I became more settled into the routine, I enjoyed the open air life. I had a round of my own ...see more
As a lad, in the fifties after Sunday lunch, my father would drive my mother, my two sisters and I to Seasalter. The beach was made up of pebbles and shells, not as comfortable as the sandy beaches further into Kent, on the other hand the sea always seem to be much warmer than the other beaches we would visit further east.
We would park the car on the wide grass verge opposite the sea wall and cross the road to the ...see more
My father worked at Cranleigh Gas Works, and had been painting the gas holder, (it was painted by hand in those days), and he'd just come home for a cup of tea at breakfast time, when the doodlebug struck the holder that he'd been painting. Evidently, according to my mother, I was in my highchair having my porridge when I, and of course the porridge was suddenly covered in soot from the chimney, from the ...see more
I was born September 1930 and remember parts of Hyde that are long gone. I lived my early years in John St and remember Charles St and when it was finally demolished. The old shop opposite the Scala Cinema called Sammy Wilkinson, the old WW1 tank that stood in Hyde Park, the night when bombs were dropped in Hyde, one of them landing on the main road just higher up than the Zion church. Hyde market at night when the only ...see more
I was born in Chingford, but have many fond memories of Walthamstow; going shopping down the high street on Saturday morning, I would keep bothering my mum until we had pie and mash. The big knifes and folks and fancy cash regester fascinated me. Then I kept on at mum until she got me a Rossies ice cream and she had a frothie coffee. When I was a teenager I loved going to the market ...see more
I worked at the shop which was World Stores general grocers. I left Woodlands Road School at age 15 at the Easter term and started working for Mr &Mrs Barton the very next day after leaving school. I loved working there and to this day I know many people who used the shop and they still live on Twydall. I am soon to be 70 and there are many of the older folk alive who remember me working there. It ...see more
My Grandmother kept a newsagents shop on the High Street in Bolton after her husband Frank died in the Bolton typhoid epidemic, leaving her to bring up their three children. She was Ada Beatrice Vamplew and her daughter, Vera, was my mother. Vera died when I was 8 and for some time I lived with her sister's family, my Auntie and Uncle, Madge and Albert Parkin and their daughter Barbara. My ...see more
I am part of a research team looking into the history of schooling in Seaton Sluice. My era is 1945 to the school closing in July 1969 and I would like to hear from past pupils. I myself, was at the school between 1958 and 1964, known as Claire Jeffery. I have a sister Brenda who also attended this school and then went to Whitley Bay Grammar School. I also have a brother called ...see more
Back in the 1950's my father was the signal man crossing keeper at the Andover Town signal box. Trains running from Andover Junction would travel down line to Southampton, crossing the main road by the Odeon Cinema. We lived in a cottage at the level crossing just down the line at Rooksberry Crossing where my mother was the crossing keeper to the crossing gates serving the big house across the line which I ...see more
I was born 1943 and lived with my mother and sister, Joan, in Raglan St., Lower Broughton. My mother was Barbara Joels who had lost her husband (our dad) in Casino, during the war. I remember attending St, Andrews Mixed Infants School, just a few blocks away, and shopping with my mother on Lower Broughton Rd. I later went into a Children's Home in Great Cheetam Street for a few years before leaving Salford and going ...see more
I was born in Blackhall in 1940 and lived in 11th Street and went to school at Henry Smiths - hated it, so I borrowed a fiver off my granda, signed my parents name on the form, and left when I was 15 (in those days when you went to Grammer School you had to sign to say you would stay till at least 16, or pay a fiver to leave at 15). By the time my mam and dad found out it was too late to ...see more
My father (Howard Case) worked on the Vinyl section and was a union rep. His boss was Tom Bailey and the clerks were Betty Powell and Sue. I worked in the Post Room for approx 18 months with Maisie Jones and then transferred to the Shipping Department. My boss was Geoff Bickell until he sadly passed away in his car, in the car park one lunch time. I remained in the Shipping Department until the very sad day when ...see more
Highlight of visiting grandparents in Blyth, was visit to Aunt Jean and Uncle George Paynter in Cambois. Walking down to the beach, playing with my brother on the sand and then back to Aunt Jean and Uncle George's home for a lovely meal. My favourite was bacon and egg pie! They were lovely people, always had time to play with us and tell us stories about their lives. Sadly, they ...see more
My father worked for Eagle Star Insurance and during the war the company was relocated from London to Cobham in a large house called Oakmead (?) and my mother joined him (they lived in Westcliff Essex). When Dad joined the RAF my mother stayed in Cobham, she enjoyed the dances at the village hall and cycled around the area. Is Oakmead still there and does anyone remember the Eagle Star? After the war my father still ...see more
By 1951 this had become Joy's Bakery - the Joys were wonderful people, and the bread was 'to die for!'
As I recall, the 2nd house on the left was a sweet shop run by two old ladies. You were served over a half door, so you didn't need to enter the shop. I walked, with my elder brother, to this shop the day sugar rationing ended. I could not understand how we could get sweets without our ration books. I was afraid we would get arrested!
From 1948 until about 1960 the docks were my playground. My father was a member of the EXE Sailing Club (as was I, in my teens), and my grandmother lived in Mamhead View. I often stayed with my grandmother for extended periods. I got to know the sailors on the small freighters from the northern European countries delivering pine wood and coal; and would explore the timber yards of Uncle Winter (Winter Sharp of ...see more
I was born in Frizington in 1946, my maiden name was Clifford. My dad Jimmy was killed in the William Pit disaster in 1947. My mother, my sister and I stayed in Frizington until I was 6 years old, we lived on Frizington Rd. I well remember going to St Paul's school. We used to play up the lonning behind where we lived and I think Stewart's farm was up there. I also remember going to the pictures, we called it ...see more
I remember in the late 50's trudging all the way along Black Lane to go to Affetside School on Watling Street. The winters were harsh with the snow drifts well over my head! I lived at 324 Turton Road, in a row of around 4 houses, which, I've been told were once cow sheds! My father was Alfred McBride and his wife was Lillian. They had three daughters, Alice, Essie & me and we lived next door to the ...see more
I was born in 1957 in Victoria Crescent, just off St Anns Road. I also remember the sweet shop that made their own sweets. My brother, sister & I used to stand outside watching the man stretch large pieces of toffee and mint on a marble slab. I went to Seven Sisters Infant and Junior School. I remember the corner sweet shop by the school where we used to buy frozen Jublee's. My brother and I used to ...see more
1958 (ish) - Mum always started paying into the xmas club in February every year for me and my brother Paul. My fondest memory was the toy electric train in the window, when you put your hand over a pad on the window the electric train would work - how magic was that every xmas as a young boy ......brill !
We took our children every year from 1968 till 1976. There was a building near the beach behind Kinmel Bay which has diamond shaped leaded windows. Does anyone have a photo please? We stayed at Winkups too.We went to the club every night where the Carl Blackwell trio were the main act. On the last night they always sang `We`ll keep a welcome` - we loved it! One year we had an extra holiday in Skegness, but Winkups was our favourite.
I lived in Ludgershall from 1931 through 1938. My father ran The Crown after he retired from the Navy. There is/was a ghost in the pub, he lived in the attic (the building had a double roof). My sister and I played in the horse stables, and occasionally in the pond, located around the pump out back - the pond was caused by heavy rain. I was a choirboy at the Church. One time we 'went on strike' for more pay, the ...see more
I served as an altar boy in this church in the late 1930's. Even at that time not many locals attended the services. My family an I lived in The Bell. I never could get my sister to come to church with me!
This photo is significant to me since I attended this school in the late 1930s/early 1940s. I was a member of Hanson House and played football on the sports field to the right of the pool. I rode a bicycle to school from Weyhill. I was a volunteer student air raid warden at the school. The male students spent the night in the male teachers room, the women in the female teachers room. We were never hit! The school's ...see more
As a 15-year-old Spaniard boy I came to England thanks to the kindness of Mr and Mrs M.J. Leggett who paid the travel and stay expenses, for a long stay at their Shelley Arms place. I met them in Sitges (Barcelona) while they were on holiday. After all these years I still have vivid memories of my six months stay, making friends with the local people, and the staff who worked at the hotel - they all were so kind ...see more
I was born in Nanty in 1947, I lived on High Street. My dad was Tom Bevan and I went to Nanty Infants School. I remember as a child playing down by the river with my friends and my mam shouting at me because I was getting dirty and wet. My dad was a miner and worked in Cwmdu Collery. When it was the miner's holidays we used to go on day trips to Porthcawl and Barry. I remember going on picnics up the ...see more