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Irby Manor is a very old building listed in the Hundred of Wirral and was once surrounded on three sides by a moat. There are stories of an underground tunnel leading to Thurstaston so as the early occupants could escape via the River Dee should there be a need. As a kid I remember the farm was owned by "Pop Griffiths"? and later passed on to Vince McLure. I used to visit and help out in the dairy with Spud, who ...see more
Oh yes I remember the Hospital but also the School in the Puddydale opposite. I attended that school from 1949 - 1955 and have lots of fond memories of the teachers and the friends that I knew. The 'Puddydale' was a huge park like area where games were played and pagents held.
Both the school and the hospital are long gone but that was part of the Heswall that I knew. Pete B
I remember when a very young kid, walking down Banks Road with my mother to the slipway and buying fresh shrimps from the Evans boys.
The shrimps were caught in the Dee and cooked on board the boats on the way back to the slip. The fishing was a thriving industry in those days.
One of the shops to the near right of the photo was Riley's fruit and veg. At Christmas time there would be lots of cut pines outside of the shop for sale, the strong smell of the pine lingers in my memory. Such a pity that so called progress destroys so many of the good things.
Pete.
I attended Brockenhurst C.H.S. from 1950 until 1953 and lived in Sway with my parents. I was the first Amercan admitted to the school.
I came across this site after feeling nostalgic and decided to refresh my memories of the New Forest. My wife and I revisited the area on two occasions and nothing had changed.
Dr. Woods was Headmaster at the time and was very helpful in assisting my adjustment. As ...see more
The Fox and Hounds was a great place to meet friends and have a game of darts and a pint or two. I can remember a warm fire on a winters night and a friendly publican. The place had a typical English country pub feel and my mates and I were always made welcome. I worked on the place as a painter in the 60`s, and was always given a free pint with lunch.
Pete
Beach Path c1950
What a wonderful place to camp and fish in the 1950's and 60's. Plenty of fish and sea birds and so very peaceful. In recent years the old railway track Hooton-West Kirby line, which ran alongside Thurstaston shore, has been ripped out to make the Wirral Way walking track. I have heard from U.K. friends, that now in 2008, that the track is being widened even further, and is now known by the locals as The Wirral Highway. Such a pity so called progress destroys our history.
Vikings And Saxons Thors Stone c1960 Enlarge photo | More about this photo How many young vikings and saxons would have been slain trying to capture this ancient landmark.Memories of sword fights blood and guts in a childs fantasy. A wonderful place to explore and imagine. The view from the rock across the Dee estuary is magnificent and I would think that countless photographs would have been taken from this vantage point.
This church is a special place I will always remember. It gives me peace.
Born in 1940 at Tunstall Rd, I spent hours of my childhood at the edge of Cowlishaw Walker's pool, reached through our neighbour, Mrs Sargent's garden, which sloped steeply up to the railings round the pool. I only had to put a jam jar among the rocks for a stickleback to swim into it. Pussy willow and hazel catkins hung around the pool and in spring it was a mass of frogspawn. The tiny ...see more
Hi, my name is Elizabeth McKibbin, my maiden name was Brannan. My father James Brannan was born in Knockentiber at number 21 Greenhill Terrace. My father married and moved to Mauchline where we stayed for 7 years. When my grandmother died in 1964 our family moved to Knockentiber to look after my grandfather, Peter Brannan. This is when I started going to St Marys school - it was a small school of ...see more
I have memories of Saturday morning pictures at the Grange as well. We lived in Joan Gardens and our Mum used to give us the money for a bus up to the Fiddlers. My sister used to make me sit on her lap so we saved the fare and used it for sweets. Innocent days!!
I was born in the nursing home at the back of the mount as far as I know. I lived at 117 Blackiston Street until I was about five, and went to school across the road with the only childhood friend I can remember, a little girl from over the back street behind where we lived called Lorraine Jackson. My aunty Else Leadbeter had a son called Les, a well known character because he owned three pet shops in the ...see more
I was a boarder at Merrion House prep school from 1944-1946 when the school was run by Mr & Mrs Brummell-Hicks. It was quite a small school with only two 'houses': the Watsons and the Gerrards. I was a member of the former. I remember particularly the honey comb toffee sold at the school tuck shop and the fact that we all had cheque books with which to draw our pocket money. If there is anyone out there ...see more
My family moved to Cannons Green from London in 1953. We were viewed with some suspicion as there were few outsiders at that time. Who were we, why had we come there?! When I started at the primary school in 1956 my dad would sometimes pick me up in our car. Other kids would usually refuse a lift at first. Gradually we were accepted. Some people remember my mum not only as a Dinner Lady but because her Yorkshire ...see more
I worked as a 16 yr old in this hotel in 1960, I have lovely memories of the place. Also the hotel looks different to me now. We, the staff, lived in a bunglow at the end of the back garden. I think it was owned by Mr & Mrs Howlin. One of the children was called Melanie - they were Welsh ... the bar man was called Cowboy. I also remember a railway station close by. The guests came for fishing trips. The ...see more
I too remember Miss Kinraid, Miss Williams, Miss Westwood also Mr Gibson & Harry Lamb. Always on a Monday, Miss Kinraid used to send me to the Westminster Bank opposite the Railway Inn & always at playtime to bank the children's dinner money.
My Father was the Educational Attache at the Pakistan High Commission in London and our first home was 10, Limes Avenue. From the window of my younger brother's room, which was located at the front of the house, I could see my school - La Sagesse Convent. It was so much fun to be able to just cross the road and be in school!! Later on, we moved to 32, The Vale. From there I used to walk ...see more
Many of the things that happened at D Y P were taken as normal. During the winter we ran around in the snow without shoes on, and why? because we did not have a second pair of shoes. The only pair we had were school shoes and they were not worn after school and there were so many times we got home and our feet were numb from the cold, but in truth we did not notice the discomfort. It seems strange now ...see more
I've yet to visit Netherbury where my Tolley ancestors were based. I'm interested to hear about the Tolley family shoemaker who moved to Surrey sometime in the 70's/80's. They lived in a part of Netherbury named Braddicks. My earliest connection with Dorset was hearing my father, George Tolley, sing what is presumably a rather bawdy Dorset folksong - Old John Braddl'em!
Julia Tolley
I lived on North Coates from around 1959 to 1965. I remember the park, the old naffi near the river, the houses built on your right hand side as you come on to the camp, and the little shop just before. I used to live at 40 Fitties Lane and we used to get the bus to the village school. I have really fond memories of the camp
My grandparents (Reg & Florence 'Flo' Lawrie), lived at 6 High Street, above the old Alliance Assurance offices from the 1930's till late 50's /early 60's. They then retired to Netley. My grandpa worked as a messenger there, and he and my nan were the janitors for the building. My mum Myra, and Auntie Sheila both grew up there. I have very happy childhood memories of Christmases and Easters at No 6. I am 60 ...see more
I visited Heywood in November 2010, to see for myself the area where my family originated sometime in the 1600's. I know that was a long time ago, but, I swear, when I walked up Bury New Road to the top of Summit and then ventured into the farmer's field (that borders the Lower Lomax Farm) I could feel the connection tugging at me through the centuries. I am American but I truly felt as if I had come "home". ...see more
I remember my very early years living in Denver Road, Dartford, Kent. My first school was St Mildreds College, then onto Our Lady's High School. I remember having a school photo (long since lost) of myself with tartan ribbons, much to the Nuns disgust - a note was sent to my parents. I remember a Nun showing me the Chapel alter where my Mother's contribution of roses were.
Would love to see a photo of the school, a ...see more
I was born in Severn Beach in 1953. We lived in the Chalets at first, and then moved on. I would like to know if any of my old friends are on this site. The fairground, the boating lake, the club, the swimming pool are now sadly, all gone.
I worked in Pontins as a waitress, the best job I ever had. I remember going to the beach after work with jam n' yorkshire puddings and having a blast with the holidaymakers. Chalet parties....!! I remember the closeness of the staff, like family. Long John (say no more!) June and Linda, Diane from Nottingham, Dave from Bletchley - my first boyfriend! John Hatch and his mates, wot a laff!
My aunt and uncle owned a hotel called Seapark on the Downs Road, Newcastle. I visited there regularly and in fact was evacuated there, during the second world war. I remember the american troops being stationed there, before going off to fight. I also enjoyed the shows on the bandstand with Jock Elmore, the funny man. I have happy memories of summer holidays spent with my cousins.Would like to hear from anyone who may remember the Murrays, of Newcastle.
I can remember the church being built and coming from the school next door for the carol service; very modern for its time with long timber features. Martin
Hello, anyone who lived at Patterdale House - I lived at F40, my nanner lived at B29. I went to St Johns Cathedral, my friend was Elizabeth Taylor. She lived in the dwellings on Olfield Road as did my aunty Lizzie. I used to go to the pictures and we had yoyo competitions before the start of the film. I used to ride my bike on the landings, and can remember a girl called Carolyn, she lived on the grouind floor. I was about ten years old. Fond memories.
My father Willliam Harold Brown was born in Glasson on 2nd April 1921. Those listed in l901 are: Mary Barnes, Lodgings. John Bell,Grocer. Henry Cardwell. Robert Gordon, vict., and cowkeeper Fish Inn. Thomas Hewitt. Thomas Joseph Pattinson, butcher. John Sharp, joiner, Glasson Mill. Mary Thompson, vict., grocer and bacon curer, Highland Laddie Inn. Robert Wills, stone mason. FARMERS William ...see more
The coffee bar at South Croydon with 'steps' was known as the Chalet Swiss. So called, as it resembled a typical Swiss wooden building. It was one of only a few places 'teenagers' could meet. Another was the Tarantella on the A23 towards Norbury.
I lived in Bushey and then in Oxhey Village for all of my childhood, first in Aldenham Road, and then in Oxhey Avenue, and later in Villiers Road. In the early 70's I was living in Oxhey Avenue and my friend Annette lived in Woodwaye off Eastbury Road. When she came round on her bike I used to either walk or ride my bike to the other side of the railway bridge at the top of our road, when she went home. We would ...see more
My sister and I drove to the Safeway market, as we were renting a cottage in Looe. On our way back, we took a different route, not intentionally I must say, but we didn't mind as long as we got back to Looe. While passing through Duloe, I saw the very top of the church and decided we had to stop just looking at it from that view. My sister and I stopped and walked all the way around the church and took some ...see more
Does anyone recall an automotive garage run by Claude Edwards or possibly just a mechanic by that name circa 1935 - 1965?
My brother, was in the army and was wounded and sent to a hospital near Banbury, where he met and married a nurse, who was living with her parents in Kings Sutton. I went to live with her parents, and attended the local school. Her father had a farm, and each day he would walk from the farm, with milk in buckets hanging from a yoke on his ...see more
I would love to find friends from my time at La Sainte Union Convent, Pulteney Road, Bath. I was there from around 1950 to 1955, as near as I can remember! At that time I was Wendy Knight-Brisley, and it was the time of Bonzo, Sr Patricia Scamerton (Ignatius Maria) as any classmate will remember. Sadly, all my photos of class were destroyed, but would like to replace them, and my memories of yesteryear. Is there anyone out there that remembers me and those years?
I come from an RAF family that travelled across the globe until, in 1964 we ended up in Australia. Though english by birth, I am now an Australian, but I have fond memories of some parts of England where I grew up, especially The Green. I was six years old. One day, I was told we were going to Millom, which turned out to be an RAF base near the wilds of Cumbria, in the north of England, where ...see more
Ms Grisdale, I cannot tell you how excited my Mum was when we found this site and your comment to Mr Fountain's memory posting. Marcia Bowen (mum) was so happy and nostalgic to read all the comments and postings about her old school, classmates and faculty. She would very much like to regain contact with anyone who may have been attending St Catherine's during her years there. Please respond to my ...see more
My brother, Brian Ridding (Hoss), laid this mosaic. Sadly he died on 2nd June 2010, age 52. Everywhere I walk in this city, there is a reminder of him, whether it be above or below ground.
I went to school nearby (South Holme High) and in the summer, my mum would pick me up from school and sometimes take me on the boating lake. Brilliant memories to see that picture. We lived in London Road South from 1955 -1957, in a flat above Whatley's bakery, then moved away to Kings Lynn.
I spent my first eighteen years in Finchley, and used to come back to drink in the Tally Ho pub with other Christ's College boys. You can see the pub in the distance on the right (it still looks the same today). The building on the left became Owen and Owens department store, which remained a loved part of Finchley - until it closed about ten years ago.
After reading all the nice memories of the area, I just want to add that my father was stationed at Bentwaters, and we lived in Ufford as well as Woodbridge. My mother was from Ufford, and I was born in Melton - best time of my life as a child living there. I went to Ufford school and Woodbridge. I went swimming at the 'big bridges' in Ufford and worked on a farm - I did it all there. I still have family ...see more
My Grandfather Joesph Thomas Brooks, was a Thames Conservancy employee/ferryman etc.. and on retirement worked as a boatman at The Hungaria. I remember him proudly showing me a guinea on his watchchain, given to him by King Edward VII. Roy Hole.
My grandfather, George Pretty lived at a house called Belmont with his second wife Gladys, from the 1950's I assume until his death. I was a schoolboy at King's School, Worcester. My parents lived in Hong Kong and my mother arranged for me to spend the Easter holidays in 1960 and 1961 with my grandfather. My mother and my grandfather weren't close. He saw her as an ungrateful daughter and she ...see more
The area known as Dan Y Parc is probably better known as the property of the Sandiman Family. They had a very large house which they vacated in the 1950's, and the house was demolished at the same time. I know very little of the history of the area or the family. Dan Y Parc memories begin for me in 1950 when my mother, myself and sister moved to the abandoned American Army Camp. The land which ...see more
I remember when I was a van salesman with Sunblest in Aberdeen - my round was Royal Deeside. My morning started at 02.30hrs in Northfield in Aberdeen. Loaded, I would head for Deeside. I enjoyed my round but more so when I reached Bridge of Gairn for my first cup of the day. We had long chats over our tea did Mrs Don and I. Somehow or another we always got round to speaking about the family that lived in a ...see more
My great grandfather Vincenzo Dimambro and his brother Salvatore, had an ice cream shop and confectioners at Front Street, Langley Park c.1912/14. I visited recently, the shop is still there but not a confectioners/ice cream shop anymore. Does anyone out there reading this remember their shop and/or their ice cream? I would like to find a photo of it - it was number 31, I believe. They also had ...see more
I lived in New Mill, but I thought it was Cononley. I went to school there and had some wonderful years charging around the village, this is going back from 1947 to1963, when I got married. I then left to live in Scotland until 1967, when I came to Canada. I still come back to Cononley, when I come over. I won the cup at the gala one year - I love the little village. I was back there in 2006 and had a walk around ...see more
Born and bred in Ferndale, a stone's throw from Blaenllechau, I am researching my family tree. One of my earliest memories is of my grandmother talking about her father - William Williams (1870 - 1957). He was a coal miner originally, but I've heard stories of him having a milk round and driving his horse and cart through Ferndale. I assummed the farm was in Llanwonno, but yesterday I found out there were ...see more
I have very fond memories of family holidays spent in the Elmwood Hotel, Lundin Links in the 1970's. My dad is/was a keen golfer and a group of like minded golfers went to the golf course in the mornings, whilst the mums and children went to Leven etc. We all went to the beach in the afternoon. I remember the sun shining, wind breakers and lots of sand! The Elmwood Hotel was owned by a family called the ...see more
My parents, had a plot of land on which they built a holiday chalet, and my older brothers and I had a wonderful childhood there. Fishing, swiming in the locks, walking throught the woods full of bluebells, and blackberry picking. As you say, we had water from an outside pump and the toilets were also outside. My father, was on the committee and he was the sanitary inspector, making sure that disposal was properly ...see more
I will never forget the days growing up in Poplar Road, Rhydyfelin. My friends were; Val Kerslake, Val Wiles, Barbara Young, Sylvie Elliot, Mavis Brown, John Baker, Dai Parsons, Dennis Webster, to name but a few. We would be up a mountain most of the day, building a dam in the stream to paddle in, running through the ferns and half way up we would drink water by the farm. I remember the ...see more
My grandfather, Arthur William Robinson was a butler at Patshull House, during the early 1900's. My mother, Ivy was born in 1908 and remembers being invited by Lady Joan Legge up to the " big house" for tea on several occasions. Mum loved living in Burnhill Green, and had many fond memories of her childhood.
My brother, sister and I used to visit my Dad's aunt and uncle who ran a Cacti nursery, if my memory is right. Lost touch once we all married, but saw them until 1965. We used to cycle from Chingford, where we lived at the time. They had a son called Bill and were called Rose and Bill.
Wonder if anyone remembers them? I can't remember the surname tho, but think they lived on Pecks Hill. I now live in Blackpool, so a ...see more
We moved to Ribbleton in 1979, we lived in Arnold Close. At the time there was a large building situated at the bottom of our road, to this day I'm not sure what building it was, I only know it was to be knocked down for new housing. It was a huge building, it was in the day when there was not health and safety measures - us kids would play on the knocked down bricks, diggers etc..
We also had a cemetry ...see more
I don't remember any of those places...can't remember at what age we moved from Sundown Park to Luton. I know I was 9 1/2 when we left for London ...don't remember going to school in Luton either, just the one at Sundown Park when Mum said I was 3 1/2. I was 5 when I got scalded w/boiling hot greasy soup, the school went round and got mum, she rushed to the hospital, saw me in thick cotton wool and while waiting for ...see more
My grandmother's sister, Eveline Mabel Massey was born at The Hand Inn, Town Hill, Wrexham on 20th May 1901 to Thomas and Emirrah Massey. Thomas was the hotel manager according to her birth certificate. Just realised that's 111 years ago today! My grandmother was born 2 years later at The Woolpack Inn, Llangollen where Thomas was the innkeeper.
A LITTLE BIT ABOUT MY BACKGROUND: My mother Milly and father Bert moved to Winchmore Hill from Camden/Kentish Town. I was born in 1944 at The North Middlesex Hospital in Edmonton. I grew up initially in Arundel Gardens (23). I went to a Mrs Smith's nursery in Compton Road, followed by Highfield JMI and Winchmore Secondary School. My brother Derek was born in 1955. We moved to ...see more
I lived in Hillbrow Cottages on the Eastbourne Road from 1950 to 1970s.
My father, George Mison, worked in the sand quarry in Bletchingley and mum, Elsie, was a housewife. There are only 12 cottages at Hillbrow and so there were about 7 children around the same age. David, Susan, Michael, Wendy, Ian, David and me. We used to play up on the common or paddle in Diana's Fountain. If you went further ...see more
Does anyone remember the Duke of Ediniburgh pub, run by a great couple Eric and May Afrters every night done my early pub training in there all a by gone era now sadly.
Had some great times at Taxel Lodge - was there for just over 4 years - 10 till 15 years old. Littelhampton twice on holiday, went camping with scouts had good football team. My first pair of football boots wos something out of the 1940s - steel toe caps Mr Curry and Mr Hughes wos Head master, Mr Lomas, Mr Gregory, Mr Lindsey - all good teachers. But over all had a good 4 years there if anybody got any pitcures to put up from that time that would be good to look at.
Reading a book about the old railway line that went through Braunston station and came upon this poem. Its autumn time in Braunston And now the forager swears The cattle rise and listen In the valleys far and near And blush at what they hear. written by Hugh Kingsmill 1889-1949
I moved to Chedworth, I believe about 1959, we lived at The Hemplands and our surname was Murphy. We were a very large family, 7 girls & 3 boys, most of us went to Chedworth Primary School then onto Bourton-On -The Water now called Cotswold. My sister Angela was married at Chedworth church by Rev Dodds a lovely man who used to run the local youth club at the village hall. Mr Easter was Headmaster at ...see more
My parents emigrated to Australia in 1968 but I still bear the scars of an altercation with a golf club at the hands of a childhood friend in the back street behind Derby Road, Ansdell. I inadvertently walked behind someone who was swinging a club and collected my chin, a bloody mess, literally. I had a friend called Jillian Anderson and am related to the Hewertsons (Alice and Braithwaite) who had a milk round in ...see more
I saw the first wooden pile hammered into the river bed, and watched it day by day until it was completed. Steel piles was driven into the river bed for the concrete structures, when they got well below the river bed it was that hard they had to use pneumatic drills. At high tide water used to seep in places through the piling, to bung the leaks, sawdust was put into the close to the piling, the water pressed the ...see more
The house in the photo is where my mother, Ruby Bugg was born, it was later knocked down & new houses built there, we moved into one of the houses in 1959. My sister, friends & I would play & make daisy chains on the rectory meadow, & go bluebelling in the woods behind the church. Great childhood memories. I now live in Australia & have been here 30 years, but when I think of "home", its Great Holland I think of.
Was top Belli's family related to Bert Belli, funny how we called it top Belli's when it was only a few doors from Berts. Did Aida from the Lion St. cafe, and the Belli family all come from Bardi?
Has anyone read the poem by Henry Trew, We'll alll go back to Belli's?
If anyone has a copy please copy it, I would love to read it.
Thanks Mal
Hello. I was born at Crumpsall Hospital 1945 and lived at 59 Dalton St, for seven years. Mother is named Eileen and dad was Fred. I had an older sister Barbara. My Aunty Peggy and Uncle John lived a few doors down - they had three sons, Bob, Malcom and Ian. My dad worked on the docks and I remember well, I think it was the lamp lighter coming to wake him up in the early hours of the morning by tapping ...see more
In 1915 my mother was born in the married quarters at Inkerman Barracks, three days after her father was killed in World War 1. Her mother, my granny, had returned to her parents at Inkerman Barracks where my great grandad was the barrack warden. When mum grew up she married and lived in Mayford where I lived till I married a Royal Military Policeman in 1954. Stories my granny used to tell me about ...see more
I lived in Stadhampton from 1949 - 1952. When I was eight years old living in Rutland my parents split up leaving my Dad with three small boys rather suddenly. As was often the case in those days I was shipped out and came to Stadhampton to live with my aunt & uncle Lottie & Reg Wood during term time at what was then No1, The Close in School Lane (after other houses were built in the row it became ...see more
Hi ya, my name is Lorretta - used to live in Belmont Road when I was growing up. I now live in Yeovil. I used to hang out with Wendy Booth and her sister Susan - lol, good times. I was in love with a guy called David Payne - first love l wonder were he is now - he had a brother called Trevor. We used to have loads of laughs - we went to Bishops Hull School, bring back the good times xx.
Born and bred in Coach Road Greasborough, memories of the infamous club and the many famous acts that my father was lucky enough to play the organ for. Tom Jones, Frankie Vaughan, Shirley Bassey. I even remember some shows being on TV, not sure if it was local or national???? Moved to Green St to the Old Crown Cottages. There are many photographs of Church Street that show the war memorial and our old house but I do not have any that I can show.
If any one has memories from parents about Bragborough Hall as a nursing home during the last war myself and many others who were Bragborough babies would love to hear from you. Terence Wilcox
I can also remember a horse and cart going around Cefn Fforest from Central Ave selling
cockles and mussels. We played football in Bedwellty Rd near to what was known as
Rees Jones the grocers and the sweet shop known as Bizinni's? Cars and buses run
passed us but it wasn't that busy in the late 50s and early 60s. I bought a book from
Blackwood "Blackwood Yesterday" by Ewart Smith which shows all the districts ...see more
I am trying to contact former residents of Briton Ferry, the Whiffen family. They lived on the now demolished street 'Lys yr Ynys' in the early 1970s. I am not sure if anyone will know of this family or where they moved to. I am particularly keen to get in touch with Margaret May Whiffen. Any help with these matters would be very much appreciated. Regards Stephen.
I remember the Coronation in 1937; my mother and father took us to party in the hall on the corner of Station Street and Tower Street, all the tables was full of all kinds of food. We were given a pencil pen, it was white with a gold crown, you twisted the bottom to bring the the lead out - also a mug. After, we went onto the Station Pad field where the kids had sack races; father said to me "put your feet well into the corners so you can run".
My father worked at this farm 1940 -1941. I have found a letter of reference written and signed by a Wm Lionel Moore, The Church House, Shelsley Beauchamp which was given to him when he left. My father spoke fondly of his time there - it was one of his first jobs after arriving as a migrant in England, prior to his joining the forces.
We usually came to Banstead woods in the 1950s and 60s by bus, but I remember using the train on one occasion. A little poodle dog had somehow got on to the line, and he just kept on running between the rails, so that the train had to slow down and just follow him. The guard tried to catch him but he was very elusive, but eventually the little dog ran out of puff and disappeared through the hedge. We had to laugh.
We lived as a family in Gonville Road with St Judes Church on the corner of Thornton Road, to the left of this picture. I remember the Pond when it was full of rubbish so this garden was an improvement when it was filled in. My first job was at the National Provincial Bank, and from the window of the staff room (it looks as though that is where this photo was taken from) I remember the cherry ...see more
I used to stay in Beverley with my Aunt who lived at 45 Highgate. She used to knit toys and sell them at her front door, the money she raised went to Beverley Minster to buy cassocks for the choir. Her name was Gertie Forest, she lived until she was 104 years old. My grandparent Taylor had a farm at Figham called Brookholme which I understand is now a housing estate,my grandfather used to grade the leathers at Hodson's Tannery.