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As there are no memories of Chadwell Heath I thought I would add one. I started my first job at Teleflex Products that was situated in Wangy Works. I use to cycle from where I lived at Grange Hill Chigwell. After I did my National Service I then worked for Motor Gear Engineering across the road from Wangy Works, The last time I visited England I found that Wangy Works and Motor Gear Engineering were no ...see more
I remember buying sweets from the sweet shop you can just see the entrance to the shop behind the car in this photograph, you could buy a lot for 3 pence then (late 1950s) and if I remember correctly there was a fish and chip shop around the corner where we bought our fish and chips, they were wrapped up in newspaper, they never tasted better. We used to take our old newspapers down to the shop, they always ...see more
I remember walking down to the river with my friends, taking some sandwiches and a bottle of pop, when the tide was really low walking across the river from one side to the other, going spikeing along the river banks for fish, also fishing and catching mullet, swimming and jumping from from bridge into river but only when the tide was going out as you could then swim onto the beach, watching the river run strongly between the two bridges, simple but fun days.
Bob
I was in a children's home here and fostered to a lovely couple, Mr and Mrs Smith, at Little Stone Cottage, Haslemere. My natural mother wanted me back and I never saw them again. I recently found this information out in my medical records. I was also under Redhill County Hospital in 1960, I was 2 years old. I was returned to my natural mother when I was about 8.
I would love to know more about my ...see more
My sister and I were evacuated to Wickford in 1940, I was just over 5 years old and my sister 11 years old.
We came from the east end of London. We moved into a bungalow with an elderly lady called Mrs Walker, there was also a middle-aged man, I think he was Mrs Walker's husband.
We did not live there for very long as the enemy planes were crashing and dropping bombs on the area, I remember we had a bad winter with ...see more
I moved to Marchwood in the mid 1960s, I was not very old. We lived in an old house on the edge of the village, called Glengarriff. The old house was pulled down many years ago.
I attended Marchwood Primary school. Mr. Smith was the Headmaster. Most of the children who attended the school came from the army quarters.
Marchwood was just a village then. People would stand and chat over ...see more
I can remember my mum delivering bread in a van shaped as a loaf of bread for Bakers Boy Bread and Sunshine Bread in what I think was an Austin JU. I was wondering if there was any photos left of it as I now live in the Isle of Man. If anybody has any please contact me: crazyone124@hotmail.com
Hill of Beath was a great place to stay when I was young, running round streets playing cowboys with Brayan Snedon, Ross Mickey, playing football and training with the Haws, going to the little shop on Main Street and getting a bottle of Rumco juice, mmmmm. Going up Hill O Beath Hill making camps and tree houses and playing at the humppills - a lot of mounds in the ground covered with trees, we played ...see more
These were the years when the activity with friends, in Nanty, was at its most intense for me. I was born in Grove Street, 1947, and left to explore the big wide world in 1967. Compared to today, living in Nanty was idyllic, most of the time we played outside until dark over the river, tickling trout or hanging around Tal’s fish & chip shop, no fear or a care in the world. The big thing was November ...see more
I remember Mr Halpenny and Miss Tanner at Blands School, it didn't seem strange at the time to have some small change as teachers. Miss Tanner had apple trees and she always left a box outside her gate for us to have on the way to schoool or take home.
I was a war baby and born in Dartford but moved to Gravesend when I was about 4. Moved to Kingsfarm area when about 7. Sadly my mother died when I was 9 and I was taken in by my great uncle and aunt in Denton. I actually walked out of the Gordon school gates when I was 14 at the Christmas holidays of 1957. I was 15 at the beginning of January 1958 and started work the day after my ...see more
I had a very happy childhood growing up in Hawthorn until I left at the age of fifteen to join the Royal Navy in 1960. Hawthorn consisted of two distinct halves separated by a 'main road'. The top site had flat roofs while the bottom half had sloping roofs. It made life easy when making teams. The "estate" was purpose built during the war for the workers of the Bristol Aircraft factory who also had a "fall ...see more
The year England won the World Cup (1966) I was 8 years old and living on the coastguard station at Newhaven with my younger brother, you could hear my late father yell as England lifted the World Cup, we beat West Germany.
Other than that it was always lots of fun, from where we were we could clearly see the lifeboat house and the car ferries come and go.
This pub was a venue for jazz enthusiasts for as long as I can remember, my friends and I used to go there most weeks while we were still at school. Happy memories.
As a teenage resident of Morden in the late fifties, my friend Dave and I occasionally frequented a coffee bar in Wimbledon on Hartfield Road near the junction with the Broadway. We got around a bit as at the time, I had a little 1936 Austin Seven. The coffee bar was actually called THE ORINOCO, but it managed to lose the "C" in the name on the facia one day, which I don't remember being replaced. So it became known by us and our friends as the "Orinoo." Great days!
My Mam and Dad who lived in the town for over 45 years until they moved to Adelaide 16 years ago have recently moved back to Seaton Carew and bought 13a The Cliff (which is the first house you can see from left to right in picture). In the last 100 years I reckon the house has seen a lot happy memories, let's hope they contiune.
My memory of Marchants Hill is in 1958, when I was about 5 yrears old. My dad was a teacher in East London, and he and other teachers would take kids form London to stay there for a week. I remember the old swimming pool and a lasting memory is of the dining room and the smell of fried bread and tomato ketchup :o))). My dad is now 94 and still going strong.
My Grandad was Alfred Faulkes who was the last landlord of the Cherry Tree pub before it closed, with his wife Rose. Does anybody have pics of Alfred? I do have one of him standing outside the pub. To hear any memories of the pub would be lovely, I'm Brian's (the youngest son) daughter.
Thank you.
Hi, my name is Mel Faulkes and I'm looking for any family Robert had in Rockfield as I see he died in the old mill lodge, Rockfield, am I right in thinking this was a care home or not? The other address I had was 103 Rockfield Avenue. He was born in Burgh in Norfolk and he was my grt-grt-grandad's brother. I don't seem to know alot about him part from army records. If any one knew him or the family it would be lovely to hear from you.
Best wishes,
Mel Faulkes
My name is Clifford James Edwards. I was born on 14th November 1948. My parents were Kathleen Mary Edwards and James Aubrey Edwards. We lived for a time, as far as I can remember, with my dad's parents, Kathleen G Edwards and Thomas Henry Edwards, at 44 Ravenstone Road, Coalville. At the age of 5 I started going to All Saints C of E School in Ashby Road, Coalville. On the way to school we would go into Mr Pepper's shop ...see more
I was taken to the home by a lady in uniform from Hystfield, near Berkeley, Glos. I had no idea where I was going and how long I was going to be there. The reason I taken there was that my mum was ill and in hospital and the authorities thought it would be a good idea to put me into a home until my mum got better. All I can remember is being driven into Stroud and once in Stroud going right up a small road ...see more
I am looking for my friend Rosemary Saundry, married to a William Williams, also Jeanette Saundry, married to a Michael Hurston, and their sister Mavis Saundry. And also Anne Polglaise. Could anyone give me information on these friends? Thank you so much.
My best friend was Keith Beadle who lived in Marcet Road. I lived in Lawrence Hill Road and went to the local infants school. I lost touch with Keith over the years and wondered if anybody remembers him. I was born in 1943 and Keith was about two years younger.
I was never a keen swimmer and my school's compulsory trips to the open air pool in Charles Crescent did nothing to encourage me! Every week in Summer Terms an ancient double decker bus would arrive at Pinner Grammar School to take groups of us to the pool. This began in the First Form (1956/57) and continued for years. This was timetabled as a "double period" of P.E. ...see more
My dad was born in Harcourt Terrace in Penrhiwceiber in 1910, his name was Wyndham Stephen Jones, he started in the mines then joined the Army. My grandad was also born there, as the rest of my Welsh family whom were coal miners.
My grandad was Daniel Stephens Jones, he married Elizabeth Williams.
I went there on holiday as a child and remember the railway line across the road and the Moors.
Felkirk Church was about five miles from Ryhill and was built long before the birth of Oliver Cromwell. There he used one of the stable yards which was adjacent to the church. Anyway in the year 1959 I was become a bell-ringer at that church, Mr Stan Chant was one of the teachers whereupon he set me out a riddle which I had to solve. He said to me that when the clock upon the church struck 12 midnight all the ghosts ...see more
There at the time when Cawthorne was a tour operator and whether it was coincidence or not the tour operator was called Harry Cawthorne coach tours. I do believe that they were an established firm; it could well be that the village was named after the Cawthorne family. My mother who was called Ivy Mitchell was to organise a trip to Blackpool to see the Blackpool illuminations. The thing about it was that we lived in ...see more
I lived in Loughton, and have fond memories of the Calypso Cafe. When I used to go there it was a well-known bikers' cafe. Some evenings there would be over a hundred motorbikes parked outside. There was also a pub next door which I believe was called the Horse and Wells. I met my wife, who was living in Roding Lane, Buckhurst Hill, and we often used to go to the pictures in Woodford, at the Majestic cinema. We were married in 1969, and then moved to Berkshire.
I can remember Huyton when it was a village, in the 1950s. The Police Station was at the end of Derby Rd. not far from St Micheal's Church. At the other end was Richardson's , a grocery shop which often had a ginger cat on the steps. My mother would buy her groceries here and I can remember sugar being weighed out into blue bags. About half way down Derby Rd. was the council offices with a War Memorial outside and ...see more
These barracks were used as the recruit training centre for the Territorial Army and all volunteers serving with the 33rd (Lancashire and Cheshire) Signal Regiment completed basic training here in the 1960's before passing out to "trade training" with the Royal Signals. I completed my initial training here and quickly went on to train in Germany at RAF Geilenkirchen with the 42nd Signal Squadron. Altough the ...see more
I remember the fire very well: I was about seven or eight and shopping in Bromley with my mother that day. For a little while, we stood and watched the fire engines arrive and the firemen rushing about. As we were heading back to the car park in Swan Hill, we heard two elderly ladies excitedly describing to some people what they'd seen and their experience of trying to get through the crowds in the the High ...see more
My parents, sister Barbara and me, Brian, moved into 14 Oakleigh Gardens in 1938. Shortly afterwards Barbara and me enrolled at Warren Road School (the year it opened). Everything was perfect until 1939 when the Second World War broke out. We were too young to understand and headmaster Mr Stevens and his fantastic staff made sure things went on as usual. Air raid shelters were dug and many a lesson was held ...see more
My sister and I, Pam and Pat Haworth, were at Arley untill it closed in 1952. This happened due to water pipes supplying the Castle burst, and it was too expensive to re place them. I do remember after this happened we were set the task of getting water from the stream in front of the Castle!
I am sure my love of the countryside was fostered here. The smell of the Arbouretum in Autumn, the trees "ship" and ...see more
I was born in 1949, soon after my parents had moved into 36 Tait Avenue, one of the first Council Houses to be built at Hill Top, New Edlington. I lived there until 1963 shortly before the Comprehensive School was built on farmland at the back of our house. I assume that Tait Avenue was named after Councillor Tait although I never knew her.
My grandparents lived on Woodlands Terrace. They came to the village ...see more
Hi Edward, were you at Castle School in the early 1960s, 1961 to 1963? That's when I was there, I was in Crawley house, my name by the way is Ray Palfreyman, known in them days as Polly. I remember the lad you mentioned and his name was Danny Slaven, he was in Sofly House and the bastard that used to abuse him was Maddison, I remember he used to make him run while beating him with his walking stick to try and make him run faster, he was a sadistic bastard. Do you remember me?
My husband and I ran the Littleton Arms in the 1960s, my son Adam was born there in 1971 in the front bedroom. I remember Sunday nights when we had a pianist playing in the smoke room, what an atmosphere, it was great. I have many fond memories of the pub, we made many friends, but the most startling thing that happened was a car coming through the window and landing up by the bar, my children were ...see more
I lived at 20 Silver Close, Harrow Weald from 6 weeks old in 1941 until I left for Australia in 1961. I atended Harrow Weald Infants School from 1946, the old building was opposite the bus garage in the high road and was still standing when I was in the area on holiday from Australia in 1989, then I went to Harrow Weald Junior School which was next to the parish church, All Saints. Then I ...see more
I now live in Australia but as a youngster I grew up just outside Newport Pagnell at Tongwell Farm. Whilst at school in Newport and whilst they were building the M1 motorway we used to get collected in a mini bus and driven too and from school each day. I well remember the announcement that they were going to build a new city called Milton Keynes and the farm would be part of that new city. Despite ...see more
The journey from our home in North Essex to my grandparents’ home in North Derbyshire took almost a full day back in the 1950s, allowing of course for periodic stops along the way. The first, usually at Melton Mowbray was to purchase the famous pork pies, which were not at that time readily available nation-wide. We would always include a couple for my grandparents who also appreciated ...see more
I once worked in a Cottage Hospital, situated on the edge of Savernake Forest in the West Country. The hospital doctors were also the local General Practitioners. The wards consisted of one surgical and one maternity ward and a third ward which was comprised of everything else, all mixed up together. In one bed there was an elderly lady with heart failure ...see more
Bowness on Windermere
My grandmother was born in Vine Cottage Kingsdown and all my great aunts and uncles lived there. We spent many a happy holiday either staying in Vine Cottage in the attic as there was only one proper bedroom in the cottage or at No. 66 Kingsdown, a cottage which has since been demolished and a house built on the site. We would walk over the golf course to Monkton Farleigh ...see more
I am the youngest child of Thomas the milk and delivered milk on horse and cart from age 11 for 3 years and then went modern when the horse died. I remember Alastair Macsorley, his mum and the rest of the family, they lived opposite our dairy in Penybryn Avenue, after they moved Mr and Mrs Roper moved into their house, next door to Doll and Id Jones. My parents had a bungalow built on a piece of ...see more
Hello, I am rying to find out about my grandfather's past, Angus Macdonald, born 1862. He became a good artist and fiddle player and also a fisherman so my mother tells me, I am told he came from Greenock, I wonder if anyone heard or knew about his fiddle playing back in the day or has some of his work hanging on a wall? He moved to Carradle in Kintyre.
I was born in 1949 in Northcote Road just across the road from the Gloucester. My uncle, Eddie Clements, lived there up until January 2012. He has just recently passed away. I have fond memories of the area. I went to Tavistock School in the 1960s. I spent many hours playing in Whitehorse Road Rec. Stanley Halls was a night out for me when I was not really old enough to get in. Later I moved to ...see more
It's so lovely to see this! I lived in that house on the left from the age of 5/6 years old in 1954/55 until 1966 before moving to Italy where I have lived ever since. It belonged to my mother's sister and her husband, their name was Horniblow.. but my parents and I and my twin, Lesley, continued to live there until it was sold, to the local council I believe, not long before I came to Italy to study art in ...see more
I remember my swing in the front garden, and the Christmas tree was so tall we used to have to go on the second floor to put the fairy on top of the tree. Mum, every year, walking my brothers and myself up the hill at the back of the house to sit on a huge rock, and the daffodils growing everywhere, so many happy days.
I too remember Mr. Britnell and Mr. Kincaid, who initially lived in one of the workers cottages built for the local farm labourers in Dennis Way just round the corner from where I lived in St.Andrews Way. He took enormous strides and would walk in the road on the way to school because the kids would just get in his way. I think he came from Canada. Mr.R.B. Santa was the head,Miss W.E. Weeks the deputy, and ...see more
I used to live at No 39 Low Street for a good few years. My neighbours Stanley Robertson, William and Christine McPherson and Jeeny Stewart and across from me were the Mutches. I also went to the school there from 1962 until 1970.
How lovely to read all these memories and what a lot I had forgotten over the years!
I too, was born in Thornton House (1951) in Warwick Toad, I never realised that it used to be a school. In later years it was turned into flats and I returned there to visit my Great Aunt. We lived in Alpine Road, a few doors down from where Ronnie Biggs (Great Train Robber) had lived, then in 1956 we moved to Westway ...see more
This was built upon to become Orpin and Melton Roads. My Grandfather, Jack Deverill, bought a house in Melton Road ( Rubijean) and had a thatched Summerhouse built on the site of the old tennis pavillion
As a child, I remember the staff in the Co-op store asking me if I would like to see some kittens, which they produced from a cardboard box kept underneath the counter! The shop is now a Hairdressers. The Morris Traveller car (registration XPD600) shown in the photograph belonged to my Grandfather, Jack Deverill, who lived in Melton Road.
My Nan (Rose) was born in Aldbury and married at the church (Fred). My Mum (Karen) then kept up a long tradition and married (Dad- Paul), a jump jockey who worked in the village for Peter Harris. Me and my sister thoroughly enjoy visiting and walking up to the monument, around the pond, and then dining in the Trooper! Whether it's listening to the horses, watching the barrel racing, or looking at ...see more
Does anyone remember the Watson family? My mam was Maud, she had six brothers, George, Bob, Harry, Tony, Terry and Bernard. Their father worked in Kib Pittand drank in the Lamsley Arms.
I was born in Cwrt Coch Street, Aberbargoed in 1965. I remember I used to sit in Chris the cobbler's shop for hours chatting, his shop was a mess but he was good. When I was about 10 I was sat on the pavement waiting for my mam to come home from work, when the work bus with the pit men came down the street and went into the wall and knocked it down on top of me. I was taken to hospital in ...see more
I went to Tew Park in September 1940 as an evacuee, the manor house had been taken over by a school for handicapped children from Fulham, south west London. I was 13 years old and the only child from Tottenham. I soon made friends with the other children, even some from the village of Great Tew, and in 1941 I was May Queen and a boy from the village was May King. I left in 1942 and returned to Tottenham. I am the mother of Terry Maloney, my maidon name was Peggy Oliver.
The wide area in the foreground is actually Agricultural Hall Plain. Prince of Wales Road starts in the background. Roads are quite rare in Norwich - they are mainly streets, lanes, plains and gates.
ref w46672. The PO is the second building on the right with the columns. The nearer brick building is The Agricultural Hall. The old Cattle Market was behind this. Anglia TV set up studios in this building and renamed it Anglia House.
The old showman's type caravan at the back of the field was owned by a Mr Palmer and was still on the site in 1970 when we left (the site was being sold). Mr Palmer had a small dinghy in which he used to go fishing out to sea, having launched from the beach with Mr Bishop from another van on the site. The boat could have been Bishop's, I'm not sure.
ref W400054. This photograph shows a Vauxhall Viva. I think this photo is dated between 1967-70, probably nearer 67 as the caravan seen centre left is my grandfather's and that partiucler van, a Marston, was not bought until 1967. The PO was run by Mr & Mrs Murphy. I spent most summer weekends and annual holidays at Walcott from 1957 to 1970.
I was one of three children of a soldier stationed at Bramley Army camp. I remember being taken to my first day at school in Bramley village school in 1930 and I refused to go through the school gate. Therefter I went on a school bus with my elder sister to Basingstoke, to Fairfield School, until I was nine years old. My father was discharged from the arrmy in 1934 when the whole family moved to York, North ...see more
I remember the person who broke his leg that day was Bernie Lowe as I was playing for the team Hound United against Netley FC on that pitch. I also remember your father as I played for them for a season with I think your brother Arthur. I played also for Netley Sports for a number of years and still come back now to the village. I have very fond memories of the village when to me it was the best place to live ...see more
The photo you show is exactly as I remember Pontardawe in the 1960s. I was born at 7 James Street in 1955 opposite Davies the ironmongers. Cherished momories I will never forget.
I went to Mitcham Grammar in the fifties, turning left out of the school gates you could walk up to a small parade of shops. There was a small grocery shop on the corner owned by a rather corpulent elderly man. He had a huge white goose (well it looked huge to us!) which always stood outside the shop and would go for us boys if we got anywhere near it. It usually looked a bit scruffy with a "fringe" rather dirty ...see more
I remember every summer visting my grandmother and family on my father's side, going up on the mountain and just having fun up there. To me it is a special place and always will be, even now as a grown women still visting family I still have to go to the mountains.
I live in Watford but I was born at 55 South Crescent in 1953, my mother's maiden name was Christlow, they moved to 16 Reginald Street. I remember visiting one time and my cousin Joe Lee used to play the bass drum in the colliery band and I went along to a practice session in the school playground in North Road. My uncle Norman Christlow used to have an allotment behind the picture ...see more
I spent quite a time at this hospital when I was a child, all the staff were very good. It was my second home, I went there when I was born in 1958 whth my angelical hip bone, I shall miss the old place.
I attended Warnham Court School in 1963 for 3 three years and loved every minute. I don't remember many names apart from Rita Dixon, Terry Ledane and some members of staff. Does anyone remember me?
I have many good memories of Daccombe and still go down there to this day clearing the rabbits for the farmers. It to me has to be the best village going. The people are so friendly and it's lovely to see everyone doing there own thing down there, whether it be horse riding, ploughing the fields to gardening etc. On the Daccombe to Cofetherfinswell road is a remarkable lady called Judy and she grows her own food ...see more
My aunt and uncle, Dot and Mick Perkins, ran the Commercial Inn, now renamed the Bishop John de Grandeson. I don't know when they took it over but they ran it for over 30 years. As a child my mum and dad, aunts, uncles and cousins all stopped at the Commercial for Christmas. I remember Mick's pigeon loft and loads of empty gin bottles stacked out the back of the pub. This is now a ...see more
In 1950 I was 12 years old and I remember going to Westy's sweet shop in Crownfield Road with our ration book to get sweets, and hopefully cigs for my mum. My dad was killed in 1942 near Mayville Road School. He was in the ARP and was killed when a Lancaster bomber crashed on his headquarters. I remember Walklins the bakers in Eytonstone High Road and Elstermacs the toy shop. For Christmas our ...see more
It's not a memory or not mine anyway, I'm hoping it might be yours...
I'm looking for information on my Great Grandad, Walter Payne, born around 1891, I think he originated from London, he married Kate Thompson and live in Cwmgorse. Any help please email me :)
Hi, I am wondering if anyone would possibly have a picture of this house, in World War Two, I don't even know the name of the house, but Percy Linden/Lynden lived in this during the war. His family was the owner of Fletts (not sure of the spelling) Sauce. I don't think he ever married, he had a dog called Jack, and when he use to come out the pub, he would often get ...see more
Can anyone tell me where the stone quarry was at Sheriff Hill? From 1944-1949 I lived at Springfield Place. My grandparents lived at Egremond Gardens. On the 1911 census my grand father and great-grandfather are living at Lilac House, Larne Crescent (not far from St. John's church). My great-grandfather is buried in St John's churchyard. Lilac House is private road so after a visit to Sheriff Hill, I found the ...see more
My name is Peter Smith. I have some wonderful memories of Ryde. The flying boats in East Cowes is one of them. The trams that ran through Ryde, before the underground stock was bought in from London. I remember being severly told off one day for stripping naked and jumping in the boating lake, bear in mind I was only about 7 or 8 I think, lol. I don't know if others would remember my gran, she worked in the ...see more
You caught newts in the reservoir, just off Greig Park....down at the trenches....apples and pears in the berries...an old garden down Haughmill Lane...who remembers the barrel bridge....and the tennis courts?
As a young child mother would always take me to Barnsley where she'd do most of the shopping. Barnsley may have been something of a rundown town but one could always have a bargain. There in the old market was Oatfields caravan which would have been a three berth, but it was gutted on the inside with forms to sit on. Nearest to the door was a small cramped kitchen and bar. Oatfields would serve home-made mince ...see more
My gran stayed in a wee cottage across from Kinears (the grocer), used to play rounders at auld beenie Aggie's front door. Play areas were the lintholes, the wells green, the mear, swam in the summer after building a dam at the bridge over the back burn. Other gran / grandad owned the ice cream shop on the corner at Windygates (bottom galles )...want to know more?
I do think this picture could be a lot earlier than 1955. I think this Aylesbury road, heading down into Risborough. The St.George playing field, being on the right behind the hedge. The houses in the distant right, are down Longwick road I believe.
My grandmother was in service in a house in Saltwood. I have been trying for years to locate it but to no avail. All I know is the address is: Whythenshaw, Saltwood, Kent. I am assuming it was a house but it may not have been. If anyone can help solve the puzzle it would be very much appreciated.