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When the pea harvest was in full swing: the peas on their stalks where loaded onto trailers, then towed by tractor to the canning factories. Us lads would sit on the pavement waiting till a tractor came past, then run after it pulling armfuls of of pea stalks from off the trailer, then sit on the pavement eating our ill-gotten gains.
Happy Days.
I went to Carmuirs as a primary pupil, but my mum, aunts and uncle attended as both primary and senior. My Aunt is going to be 80 this year and wonder if anyone out there might have a school photo that she would be in. Her name is Mary/May Forbes, she lived at Mansionhouse Road, Camelon, would have gone to Carmuirs from 1936 until she was age 14 in 1945. If you or you have a relative maybe at Carmuirs around this time, would love to hear.
Lived in South Woodford with my parents from 1952-1972 before marrying, and worked for Gates in this very building from 1968-1977 before moving up the High Road to their new Head Office when this building caught fire overnight, the new 8-lane A406 Nth.Circular having already scythed its way through the heart of Woodford, ending 'Gates Corner' forever. From 1975-1977 the motorway was driven ...see more
Dear All, there are certainly many fine memories of Little Sutton on this web-site...bravo I was more of a Great Sutton lad myself. I lived off Sutton Way, near the roundabout. Went to the Primary school next door. Then on to Mill Lane and eventually to Chester Art College, Handbridge. As a kid and during those warm sunny, never ending school holidays, if I wasn't out catching ...see more
I think Stonehouse had something for every age growing up. Brownies, cubs, scouts, and guides. A youth club and a coffee bar. Always somewhere to explore, the canal, Doverow for sledging, the brickworks and always scrogging apples and pears from the Wycliffe college orchard. We went to the Methodist church and youth club where we were always encouraged to join in, with Junior church in the morning and ...see more
I have lived in Woolton all my life, 68 years when I last looked, and never regretted one day; of course, some things have changed but by and large it has retained its unique character. I lived in School Lane(The Old School and the road to Woolton Woods) where to the right lay Tod's Style, a pathway bodering Tod's Field and leading to Macketts Lane which in those days saw little traffic. The field was a wonderful ...see more
Hi all.
My brother and I were evacuated to Skipton in late 1941 from London. As we all sat on the floor in some large hall in Skipton after out trip up from London, people were walking around picking the children they wanted to take home with them. I was one of the last to be 'picked, and went 'home' with a Mrs Locke, she was I believe a nurse, and lived next to the main ...see more
Hi all.
We moved to Debden in 1948, and lived at the end of The Broadway, there were only a few shops open during this time, Sainsbury's, the Post Office, Woolworth's and a Cafe. The only bus service was the 254 single decker that we caught to Loughton to do our shopping, there was of course the London Transport Underground station of Debden, where everyone boarded trains for ...see more
Nan and Grandad Pritlove lived with us in Estcourt Road. They owned Pritloves Confectioner and Tobaconists at 294 North End Road. Marks and Spencer's eventually bought the business so as to expand their store. Nan died in 1951 and Grandad in 1966. My family left Fulham in 1956 and moved to Hove.
In the process of making my family tree (7 generations, from 1776 to 2010 with the latest addition so far...) I found that this is where my Great Grandfather (Arthur Adams) was married to Mary Ann Kilby (from West St, Banbury) by the Rev Wesley Butters on August 21st 1878. And the church is still active! Didn't the streets look better uncluttered with cars, road-signs etc? Thanks, Malcolm A.
I remember Bon Dolphis, it was a rather posh place that as children we used to dream of going through the door and sampling the lovely cakes and at Easter they had giant Easter eggs bigger than us.
Hazel, was no 16a above a bank? Because in 1948 I'm sure there was a family called Bibbins living there. Maybe this was before or after you were there.
I don't have a memory, but I'm looking for information. Can anyone please tell me where Cuba Cottages Little Sutton were in the 1920's? Thank you for any help. Sheila
My Grandfather was the late Robert (Bob) Dunlop Vance who owned and ran the old Post Office and who built the shops alongside. They previously lived at Westcroft on the other end of Station Road, and later moved to Hillcrest Road.
My grandmother Rose nee Shufflebottom and my grandad Samuel Rayson who was a miner at the Wakefield pits in around the 1920s would love to know more about their history and see old pictures of Cudworth in and around Somerset Street where my Mum, 2 sisters and brother were born! Have been told my Mum and aunts have had a wonderful childhood living in Cudworth have yet to see old pictures!
Born in Dovecote Crescent in 1944, I remember walking to East Weymss by the Man o the Rock, the sea could be quite wild just past the 'Bing'. I used to help Shanny collect seacoal on his horse and cart, I think he was the brother of Jimmy Shand or some relation, anyway he came from East Weymss as well as Jimmy. Have seen recent pictures of Dovecote Crescent which is now completely reclaimed by sea. When we ...see more
Norn at no 36 Main Road, mother Marion Simpson married to Frank Williams, schooled at Langley Primary School, Beech Hall Prep School and Macclesfield Grammar, worked at the blood transfusion service in Manchester before joining an American medical company selling modern tech, including kidney and heart lung machines. Had own businesses and recently retired, living in Colton, ...see more
Can anyone remember what year the original Benvenute burnt down?
Thanks.
Dave W.
I was a West Midlands police cadet in 1978 and as such had to do 6 weeks of community service. For me this meant working with foreign students at the fruit picking camp in Leverington. It was run by a guy in his 30s who came from Kings Lynn. It was the best time I ever had. I cooked, cleaned up, fetched and carried, and loved it all. Instead of sleeping in the Nissan huts with the students me and my ...see more
In 1911 Census my relative John Jerman Griffiths ( a Stone Mason ) and wife Alice Gwenllian (nee Evans) lived at 50 Glancynon Street, Abercynon with Alice's sister Margrett Mary Evans. John's brother Edward (Ted) had been head hunted by Australian coaches to go to Australia to play rugby/football so not long after John and Alice emigrated to Australia along with John's siblings Edward (Ted) Henry and ...see more
I was four years old and lived with mum in a caravan parked in this farmer's field along with other caravaners. Mum and dad would have paid rent to the owner of the farm. I was the only youngster around and had no choice but to roam around and play in the fields by myself. The farmhouse was a big old white detached one built many years before I lived there and there was a bungalow across the yard. ...see more
Hi to everyone that were as Burrow Hill School. I have published a book about Burrow Hill School dating from 1914 to 1988. It has 78 A4 pages, loads of information and pictures. If anyone would like a copy contact me on email: morriserick1@aol.com.
Regards,
Eric Morris
My Memories of Netherside Hall Grassington 1965 to 1967,
Hello there, my name is Gareth Helliwell, I was at Netherside Hall from 1965 to 1967. They were great days. Mr Anderton was head master, Mr Young was our teacher and yes, the lad was right, they called him 'Fungus'. I would like people to get in touch with me who were there then round about when I was, it would be great to here from them. My E.Mail address ...see more
After the Second World War and during the austere period of rationing, among the items that were in short supply was coal. People would burn anything in order to keep warm, and many were the trips that I made to Flint Woods for wood. My dad had a big saw and it was my job to cut these tree trunks into small logs. Also, in addition, we would burn coke. This was obtained from the Gas Works on ...see more
I used to live in Bartlett Street next to the bus station. My first job in Caerphilly was as a delivery driver for Harris & Ash DIY merchants, they were situated in a double fronted shop opposite the castle, although I came across a photograph recently that showed their shop as originally opposite the bus and railway station. That shop became an Italian cafe run by a brother and sister team, his name was Marco ...see more
My auntie and uncle Peggy and Raymond Cook used to own a riding school, they called it Beck Isle Ponies, can anyone else remember them? I lost touch with them when I was only little.
I am looking for my sister Betty Hills, taken to Easneye Childern's Home in approximately 1952, later to be adopted by Cyril William Groom and his wife Eileen Mary Groom, her birth mother was Grace Florence Hills [Dec]. Betty was last heard of living in Bognor Regis in Sussex under the name of Ruth Grimshaw. I have not been able to find any information so far, if anyone has any news of Betty ie. Ruth please email me, thankyou: janet.tinklin@hotmail.co.uk
I can still recall this picture 50 years on. As a child I walked this lane every day in the school week. My nana Mrs Dickinson lived in Acre Lane a little further on from the picture above. I went to Fleetwoods Charity School on the hill and went to my nana's every day for my dinner. I would go to the post office for her shopping on the way. I sometimes walked home from school this way up towards the hill, past the farm then down through the woods. Where did the good all days go?
Julia and Fredrick Creasey lived here, with their family, Fred actually died there and was laid out in the pantry. My father Allan Creasey was born there in 1943.
Ruth Mayes was born 1850, became a singe parent in 1868, married John Manning in 1896, and died in 1937 - the longest-lived of her family I think. Henry her son also died in 1937.
Ruth had 9 brothers and sisters - John born 1853, Lucy 1835, Charles 1836, Sarah 1840, Samuel 1842, Benjamin 1844, Ann 1846, Mary 1849, Crispus 1853 (moved to Yorkshire).
Their parents were John and Maria, both buried in Troston churchyard. John's father and grandfather were also called John Mayes.
I remember Greenford so well. I was born in Ealing in 1943, and moved to a prefab at Invicta Grove in Northolt in about 1950.
Greenford was just a bus journey away from home, and a walk on a sunny day. I remember the Expresso coffee shop just round the corner from Woolworth's. I used to go in there every month to get my 'top of the pops' album.
I also worked at Greenford Glassworks, as a windscreen ...see more
Hi Nina. Like you I spent years at Treloars as a child and unlike you, I hated every minute. I was on a plaster-bed for 5years as I had T.B. of the spine. The nurses, with the exception of a couple, were hard and cold. We all lived in fear of the ward sister, I still remember her name, Sister Hadley, and although I am now 71, I would like to meet her and tell her just what she did to a small frightened child who ...see more
As an infant and small child I lived in Windmill Lane, Bushey in the 1950s. I recall every time my parents drove past the Masonic Senior Boys School looking at it and being totally fascinated by its incredible buildings and thinking how great it would be to actually see inside. I never got the opportunity unfortunately and nowadays when I visit my aunty who still lives in Bushey I glimpse the old school with fond memories.
I together with my sister was "billeted" as an evacuee in this convent in 1941 at the age of 6. My first impression on seeing the photo was that the wall surrounding the "school yard" (not shown) was as high as I remembered it. I visited the convent in 1995 during a visit to the UK only to see that that wall was very much lower, also the swimming pool was gone, and the tunnel that we slept in during the air raids ...see more
Hi, I lived in Yearby from 1951 to 1966, I went to the village school, teacher was a Miss Lord, I had lots of fun. Children from Dunsdale joined in to make around 20 attending. Fond memories of all the people who lived there during my time. The village has changed a lot, do not know if it is for the better. I lived with my parents and brother Richard at No 1 Fishpond Road before moving into a new home at the ...see more
I was brought up in my youth by my father's brother Rees Emmanuel and his wife Erica, most of my own family having been killed in an air raid in Pontrhydyfen on 11/5/1941. We had lived in Trelewis and Bedlinog and came to Cilybebyll in about 1946,my uncle being the Rector there. They also had a daughter Sonia ,born when we lived in Bedlinog. Our life there was very much linked to the church of course but ...see more
Inverernie lies within the boundaries of Farr and Strathnairn. I remember when people used to call Inverernie by its correct name and not the misspelt 'Inverarnie'. The shop also used to have the correct spelling on display. However, the biggest change has been the number of new houses which has gone up in recent years. Inverernie used to be good farm land, but now it has plenty of houses with new families coming ...see more
Does anyone remember Telma Radio Shop in Littlehampton, from sometime after WWII? I have only recently learned that my ggreat uncle, William Thomas Lock, owned this shop. Any information would be most appreciated.
I loved living in Denaby, when I was a nipper, should I roam into the ajoining streets; I remember neighbours giving me a friendly shove back to my own end with their walking sticks! We never ever got lost as kids; always someone knew us or our family.
I remember our families looking after the elders lived on their own. As children we would bring bluebells back from Denaby Woods ...see more
I only spent the first six years of my life in Great Horwood, but still have many happy memories of it, and have visited it once or twice in more recent years, boring my husband and son with my stories. My parents and I lived on the Nicky Nook caravan park, which I now believe is just known as the Nook Park. I attenced the local primary school and remember my lovely teacher Mrs Coleman very well. The lovely ...see more
My father came from Sabden, his father and mother, my grandparents, owned a corner shop in the same street as a cotton mill. My father joined the Metropolitan Police in London and married my mother who was born in London. During the Blitz my mother took me to Sabden to live with my grandparents while she went back to London to work in an aircraft factory, leaving me with my grandparents. I stayed with them for some ...see more
I was that place, nothing but bad memories.
I am now 62 and never foget that place, I remember when I was about eight or nine we were made to go a long run and one of the lads said he did not feel well, but he was made to do it. When he got back he went to see the matron and an ambulance was called, he sadly died (polio), I have never forgotten the bastard who made him run.
I was made to work in the gardens across the road, that is when I ran away.
I used to visit Woolage village as a very young child where I used to stay with my grandfather Frank Wood. My father is Alan Wood who was brought up in the village from 1947 and I would be very interested to hear from anyone who knew either of them and has any stories.
Thank you
The Mayes family of Troston were my ancestors. Henry Mayes, son of Ruth Mayes, was born 1869 and was a gamekeeper locally.
The year that this photo was taken was 1951, when we opened the cafe. It was run by my father, Wally, and my mother Monica. My sister Marilyn served in the cafe later. Previously it was a china and glass shop and before that, during the war, an antique shop run by my mother.
I grew up in Reynolds Drive,Queensbury. In those days few cars littered the road so it was quite safe to play in. I remember my lovely neighbours and in particular Mrs Sparrow and her son Clive, he and I were inseparable.
My first school was Stag Lane primary then I went on to Camrose Secondary Modern where in my final year I had a new music teacher called Mr. Hinckly, he helped me a lot with my piano playing. ...see more
Whilst living in Sarsfeld Road, I went to St Mary's Cof E School in Balham High Road from 1959-1965. Mr Scott was the Head Teacher and my favourite teachers were Mr Hall and Mr Jenkins.
Before emigrating to Australia in 1927, my uncle Michael Samuelson (1898-1975) lived for about a year in Rosgill and made a living taking farmers' eggs to market. On leaving England, he was given a photo of the Bellas sisters standing in the steep lane that runs down through the village towards Bampton. Behind them, on the left, stood Rose Cottage, where he lived at the time. When I first visited Rosgill in the ...see more
I experienced the scary Miss Reid but none, in my opinion, was worse than Mr Perry and his cane. I was hauled in front of the class for being an exhibitionist which I swear thwarted any confidence I had for many years. Others fared worse. To counterbalance these experiences though, I had fantastic teachers following this such as Mrs Stafford, Miss Robinson and the wonderful Miss Hutchinson who instilled a love for travelling into many of us with her tales of travel to Africa.
Mr Scott was Head Master. Very much run on Military lines, but have good memoriies of that time. I was in Beeches house, my younger brother was there too. Anyone from that era out there and want to share the good old days with Chilton?
I spent most of 1952 at R.A.F. Medmenham and very much enjoyed my stay there. By then discipline had begun to be relaxed and we were able to wear civilian clothes off duty.. I was even able to bring my bicycle from home which opened opportunities to explore the area. I covered miles around the countryside taking in places such as Cookham ( I never did meet Stanley Spencer, though) , Aston (the Flower Pot pub) and ...see more
My gt grandmother, Eliza Catherine Bevans, and her family were guests in the hotel in 1891. Their father was the divisional carpenter at the coast guard there. They show in the same census page as the lady mentioned in the post above/
I will always remember going to Sale Lido for the dancing. The Manager was called Ronald.B. Bloxham, he had a Van Dyke beard and he encouraged the lads to request a dance with a girl, and chat them up. It became the Locarno Ballroom later. We used to go to the local cinema called the Savoy.
Alan, can you jog my memory please? As you came down the hill, on the left just before the little Tesco's, there was a small derelict cottage. I can remember creeping in there one day and finding an ornate cast iron fireplace. I went home and got a little tin of gold paint and a small paintbrush, went back and painted all the ornate parts on it, I must have spent hours and it looked very pretty. I wish there was a picture of that area showing the cotttage, it would be lovely to see it again.
I was born in 1932 at 5 Morgan's Terrace and soon thereafter moved to No 18. There were 7 people living at that address, my maternal Grandfather John Lewis, my maternal Uncle Donald Lewis, my mother Greta Emmanuel, my father Stephen Emmanuel, my older brother Ivor Emmanuel,my younger Sister Mair Emmanuel and myself, when on the 11th May 1941 the house was destroyed in an air raid killing all but ...see more
I loved the Humberstone village and living with my grandmother. I went to Humberstone School. Her name was Maggie Hunt. I would love to hear her and her friends singing all those pub songs at the P lough and The Windmill. She was so sweet and loved my brother and I. I came down Steins Lane to Hungerton Boulevard, she lived directly opposite the end of Steins Lane. I would love to visit her house once more. I live in Texas, USA but my heart will always be there.
My surname was Lesley Hulland, it would be nice to remember if anyone remembers me, I lived at Rabbit Burrow Farm until I was 15. I was baptised at St George's church and married there but am divorced now. I went to school at Poynton primary and then on to the secondary school. I was involved at the social centre where I was in many pantos, and did ballet there for 7 years. I live in Crewe now and have 2 grandchildren ...see more
My great grandfather crash landed a bomber in Mevagissey harbour in circa 1940 when his pilot was killed in action and co pilot was critically wounded. He was awarded the Distinguished Fling Medal which was listed in the London Gazette in July 1940 Does anyone have any information, paper cuttings on this event His name was Frank Hibbert and he was a Seargent at the time You can contact me on Dave.Moxey@btopenworld.com Thanks Dave
During the war years Dockenfield Manor was a school which I attended as our home in London was destroyed by bombs. For some reason I seem to remember the school was transferred from the Isle of Wight for the duration of the war. I used to help a local lad from the farm next door bring in the cows. We were both around 7 years old. One day we saw a V1 heading towards our school then it turned off and we ...see more
My mother, Sheila Campbell, owned Tulliver's Cafe in partnership with her friend (and my godmother) Jo Parrington in the late 1930's somewhere in Cambridge. Many of the undergraduates were attracted by the two pretty girls - and one of them, Robert William Leighton Lowe who was at Pembroke College, married my mother! Does anyone remember where in Cambridge this cafe was situated? I would love to know as my parents were so happy there.
I lived in the hostel in the 1960s and liked the area very much. I was a member of the working man's club, the cinema always had up to date films. The town boasted good pubs, there was plenty of work in nearby Letchworth. I had spells in Borg Warner, Emme's Plastic Moulding, Brand's Coatings and more. I heard most of what I mention is now gone.
Is Thornton Junction still working? I lived in Methil in the 1940s and Methil had a busy station and I remember when we got to Thornton Junction we heard "All change Thornton Junction". I forget where we were going as I am in my 70's, it wasn't Edinburgh, I think that was change at Kirkcaldy.
Hi, I lived in Barnet, my father and grandfather and his father dates back 1879, their surname was Lee, from Taperster Street and Dexter Road. It would be great if anyone know my father Brian Lee, he died in 1973. He had a garage behind the Saibury Arms. Barnet has changed a lot.
From childhood, first on family holidays and now in later years I have spent many happy times walking this cliff path from Corton to Hopton. This view remains virtually unchanged, the radar station is now a private residence and the mast long since taken down. There is erosion since your photo but the cliff top path is still accessible for now and I always look forward to holidays on this stretch of the East Coast. For those who like peace and quite this is the perfect place.
Hi. After being bombed out three times during 1940 my mother moved my family to Bale in 1941. We lived at no 2 Bale in those days, the last house on the right as you walk through the village, it had a well outside, as well as some coal sheds and an outside toilet, and a fantastic vegetable garden with an apple tree in the middle. I remember starting school at the old Gunthorpe school, about a mile away, and some ...see more
Amazing to see a photo of this beautiful church from 1901! I spent many, many years walking around it and through the grounds as a child on my way to the playground. A beautiful and peaceful place. My sister got married here and my nana, as have a handful of friends. Sadly, my parents moved before I got married! Always made me feel safe like an old friend keeping watch.
I was brought up in Shrewsbury in the 1950s. The Theatre Royal had already gone then, although my mother used to tell me about it, but the wonderful Victorian gothic market hall on the left was still there. I loved it. There were lots of interesting little shops inside including a pet shop where I used to buy goldfish for my aquarium. At Flower Show time there were outdoor traders all around the ...see more
To the right of the bridge was the Telephone Exchange, and in my day Sally Till lived there, and her mum was the telephone operator. It was alleged she listened in on calls, as you could in those days. But no-one really cared. You just learned to be careful what you said to your friends!
A great place for walks, and sledging in winter, great fun, and Gordon Adams went into the hedge at the bottom and broke his leg. Mrs Brown from the dairy played the organ in church, and played for my wedding.
I lived in Somerton from 1942 to 64, and my parents long after that. I do remember the cafe at Lazenby's. Their shop was a bit of a competitor to ours, both being grocers! My mum did a lot of dressmaking, and I think we bought materials in Harris's. I went to Monteclefe school, and the teachers were then Miss Godfrey, and Miss Bibby. I quite liked Miss Bibby, but not Miss Godfrey. Yes, the toilets were ...see more
I came across this site today and was taken back to my childhood. I was born in Netherfield at 21, Hodgkinson Street in September 1957, the daughter of Brian and Barbera Pritchett, and 2 years later had a brother called Mark. Our parents have sadly passed away now but I have so many happy memories of living in a close tight knit village where everybody knew each other. I have now lived for the past ...see more
Our family lived in Palmerston Avenue, and then moved to Palmerston Drive (both named after Lord Palmerston). One of my most significant memories of life in Palmerston Drive was when people living in the whole street had to be evacuated during the bombing because of the threat caused by the fire at the nearby Bryant and May matchworks. We walked by foot during the night over the lift bridge into the ...see more
I grew up in Torrington & my family still live there and I love to visit the Commons.
My godfather Bob Cudmore who lived in Well Street all his life used to tell me so much history, I could listen to him for hours.
My dad John Buckley moved down here with his mother, uncle Ted and sister from Durrington to Station Cottages in the late 1940s as his uncle worked for the railways.
A little town ...see more
Great to read about the place I was born in, ie Joe Cunningham brings back memories, I recall same as you. I now live in the Midlands since moving when Wingate closed. Nice to keep in touch on this site, do you remember me Joe? As I think I know you, do you have a brother Harry?
Chris Tarren
PS I lived at 362 New Row.
I remember the Manor pub, it used to have an air raid warning siren on the building. I remember hearing it once, testing it I think as the year was about 1956. I too remember the tea van which had an awning on it in the rain. As small children my sister and I always frequented the friendly atmosphere of the tea drinking bus men, so that we could buy a sweet lollipop from the tea van owner. When we first moved ...see more
I was posted to Latimer in 1954 from Hadrians Camp, Carlisle, and after walking from Little Chalfont Station with full kit it was great to walk into the guardroom and have someone stick a mug of tea in my hand, Corpral Homer MM.
I also remember CSM Wacky Jones Major "DEBBIE " Renolds and many others from all services including WRAC, it was a great posting. I met my wife to ...see more
I was born in 1941 in Cefn Coed House, Pentwyn, Upper Cwmtwrch. The house I was brought up in was one of five my grandfather, Richard Lougher, had built for his chiidren. At that time there was a road, a railway, and the River Twrch, passing thrugh the village. In Upper Cwm the road crossed the river in three places and the railway crossed the road and river in one place. At the bottom of our hill was Gwys ...see more
CAN ANY ONE HELP ME WITH THE FOLLOWING - in the 1970s I was a student living in SLOSH, the student hostel just behind the garage on Amen Corner. I know it has all changed now - so can anyone provide me with details? When was SLOSH pulled down and when also did the garage disappear? I have fond memories of this area it was a second home to me -- I orignally came from Essex.
Regards,
Adrian
I remember the sausage and mash cafe almost opposite to where this photo was taken at the bottom of Pier Hill. It was called 'The Old Sausage Shop' and I sometimes had lunch there while working at a nearby amusement arcade. It wasn't the best of places to eat I'm afraid!. The sausages came from big tin cans and heated in hot water. These were served with soggy onions and very salty mashed potatoes!. ...see more
I was born in number 8 Pirnie Street, it was the house between the Torrances and the Shaws, a couple of houses down from auld Neil Moreland, he was the lollipop man at Jenny Nairn's shop. I also went skinny dipping at the pipe and we dried ourselves at a fire made from rubbish from the dump. I also played football for the big club and the bowling club. I went about with boys like Sandy Byrne, Les Pattie, Jock ...see more