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My Great Aunt (Grandmothers sister) lived here immediately on the LEFT of this photo at "Ardwyn" in the High Road, opposite the entrance to the Village Hall car park in 1950s/1960s. Her husband was Fred Bowey and one of their daughters was Freda (her children Anne, David) and Nancy. My Aunt was nee Flippence.
To the right of this photo was the Fish & Chip shop, then a Hairdressers, then Rannies the ...see more
My brother Carl Neville and his wife Maureen livce here now, at Pitman House, on the right just past the then garage (now Office Block and 24/7 store) which is still in 2011, as was in 1965 (but a new kitchen!). Liptons the Supermarket (which was to the left of this photo) is long gone and in its place McCarthy Stone and other over age 55 retirement homes. The houses from the roundabout, to a few before my brothers ...see more
Can anyone remember a teacher called Miss Miriam Roberts? The first class teacher for girls in the junior school Brynteg. The boys would have left infants school for Blacklane school in Pentre Broughton. She used to live across the road to the right of Plevins shop. I was born in 20 Quarry road Brynteg. My Dad was Frank Williams he was born in number 19 Quarry road. I really hope to hear from someone remembering this dear lady.
I'm the youngest daughter of Lou and Vera Crook. Graveley, a great place to grow up. We knew everybody, and would lie in bed and count the people who lived there. I hope it will always maintain its British charm and the pub. Attending school with Mrs. Barton, such wonderful memories.
Memories of going to school in Gamlingay will never be forgotten. I grew up in Graveley, so rode the bus to school through all the villages. I went on the school site and saw the netball team, but can't remember some of my teammates. A reunion would be wonderful. Graham Harding is also digging around for info.
Miss Read was my aunt (she died in 1998) and I attended both the old school and the new one. Fr. Gallagher was the parish priest. The only Pamela I can remember was Pamela Wilson. Could that be Pamela Phillips?
My partner comes from Walthamstow and she would like to hear if anyone remembers her grandad who owned the fruit and veg stall outside the pie and mash shop in Walthamstow High Street? This would have ben around the early 1970s. His name was John Pettifer.
You described the first shop in this parade as Fishy Jacks, I can't remember the name but I used to go to Aveley County Secondary School in Love Lane just around the corner and we used to spend our dinner money in that chippy! It was about 1964/65 and if I remember correctly, our dinner money was 2 bob and we used to get pie and chips for 1 and 6 and have 6 pence over for sweets out of Reids a few doors up.
I grew up in Stanhope Heath...went to junior school and Lord Knyvet's, hen Ashford Grammar. I remember the farrier, the gravel pits, the"Iraqi place". My brother and mother are buried in the cemetery. My friend was Steven Tibbles. The Pearce family lived across the street, she worked at Ashford hospital, Bill Pearce worked in the fire department at the airport. I spent many days building and ...see more
My wife Christina Armstrong's (nee Brown) mum Phylis was born and raised in Wyke Regis, both of Phylis's parents along with many of her relatives are buried at this church. Chris's mum was raised at Park Mead Road, her name was Phylis Davie. Phylis's mum Kathleen was a Tizard. Phylis had two sisters, Kathleen and Agnes, two brothers, Bill and Frank. Phylis moved out of Wyke to live in Liverpool, her sister and ...see more
My daughter needs to make a 3d model of something in Penygraig in 1960, can you help me please?
My parents raised me and my two sisters at Vicarage Farm, Armathwaite, which was located outside the village, just up the hill on the right on the way to the A6. I lived and farmed with my parents at home until I married in 1965, I then moved to Low Hestket. My parents continued to live at the farm until they retired, I believe it was 45 years at Vicarage. Armathwaite was a great place to be brought up. I have ...see more
Born in 60 Alexandra Road in 1943, I went to Crescent Road [Headmistress Mrs Keeble], later to Northumberland Heath School. Walked right down Manor Road just last week round Crescent Road sad to see the school has gone. Such memories as the Ritz cinema in Pier Road, Mitchells store and Pooleys the cycle shop. Beans the butchers at the bottom of Pier Road. Friends of the family remembered are Susan Phillips, Ray ...see more
This is a bit of a long shot...My father came from Newcastle and as a small child I have recollections of visiting there. Now the hard part...my father died many years ago and I was about 8 years old the last time I saw him. My mother is also dead and not having any details at all it's hard to trace any relatives there. My father's name was Frank Willis. I was told his parents were something to do with Mecca ...see more
My wife Lynne and I visited the Anglican Church to search the headstones for my ancestors. On the day we visited, there was a Christening that had just been completed and the Vicar was chatting to the christening party. Lynne got to chatting with the Vicar's lady assistant, while I went to the front of the Church where there were several headstones. What a surprise ! I located my G-Grandfather's twin ...see more
My wife Lynne and I visited Westbury in 2003. My Grandfather was born in Edward Street, where we think FG Collier & Son Ltd. have their premises. Donovan Collier, thought the family could have lived in the older part of the building around the corner. G-Grandfather William Hibbard was a baker and Master Butcher in Westbury. Would like to know if in fact this was their residence in the 1871 Census ?
I am working on this. Many things to record.
Like Steve, I've only just found your site - another year later - and would also like to know how the book is going. I haven't lived in the area since 1980 but have happy memories of my teen years. I used to go to the Pavilion often during the mid 70s and to St Albans' City Hall (as it was called then) with my school mates. I recall seeing: Thin Lizzy, Van der Graaf Generator, Richard Hell & ...see more
I grew up in Blaengwynfi in the 1950s/60s. My father was Don Davies, and he was band-master during most of those years. He'd joined the band in the 30s when he'd been forced to leave school at Maesteg on the death of his father, and learned to play the trombone and euphonium mainly. The band-master then was Mr. Wade, a Yorkshireman, who'd trained as a tailor ...see more
I worked at Moorlands with Chef Freddie Davis, a Basque Chef, great man, brandy and a garlic clove before we started the day, had a pastry cook who drove an Austin Champ. I believe the manager was called Smith. Freddie gave me a Chefs recommendation to the Kitchens of the Dorchester, where i spent several great years under Chef Eugene Kauffman. Klinkenberg i seem to remember was the name of the stable owner, we used to ride down to his stables with the horses every night we could, great days.
William was born in 1812 in England and, at the time od his marriage, was a parishioner of Great Conard, Suffolk. He married Frances Honer Witts on the 26th November 1834 in St Peter's in the Parish of Sudbury, Suffolk, with the curate, H.W. Wilkinson, performing the ceremony. Frances was a parishioner of Sudbury, William was of the Parish of Great Conard. Witnessess for the ceremony ...see more
Was just wondering if anyone who knows the history of Gilberdyke has any information on Claytons fold, used to be clayton tractors of Gilberdyke. I am interested to find out the history of the land before the tractor factory, or if anyone knows of anything that happened on the land.
A neighbour's little girl keeps saying she can see a man in her room, and I was wondering if she could ...see more
I was born and brought up in the 3rd house from the right of The Terrace. I lived there with my parents and brother until 1978 when I moved to Shrewsbury for work reasons.
This poem was sent to mac by Mrs S. Holmes: Death of Chelmsley Wood The sheer delight of summer afternoons, As through the fields in cotton frocks we walked, The long grass licking at our gangly legs, While we in deep contentment laughed and talked. The pure joy of living was all ours, As we ran free in peaceful meadows green, And sought the edge of every farmer’s field, So’s not to spoil the yellow corn between. ...see more
I am a member of a dance club that has accquired the Regent Cinema in Corringham Road. The building was flooded early in 2010 and since then the new owners with help from their members have been slowly restoring the building. In early December 2010 the upper floor was finished and The Old Regent Ballroom opened for business. Work will commence downstairs early in 2011.
During the renovations we have ...see more
I remember walking to Brierley Hill Grammar school and back home to Pensnett most days, sometimes alone, sometimes with friends. We walked up Mill Street then down the High Street, with Chattin and Hortons, Woolworths to buy gob stoppers, if we had the coupons and the cash, past the Town Hall where the Saturday Night 'hop' was held, past the Odeon and Danilo, down the hill to the end of Bent Street and ...see more
I grew up in Stenalees in the 1960s and 1970s, my sister and I have so many fond childhood memories - Dick Richards shop, the smell of the paraffin heater in the winter and buying Spangles. Old Toby Tucker who smoked like a trooper and lived by the park - Dear Mr Daw, a veteran of the Great War (with a tin leg), he is responsible for my interest in war poetry and inspired me with his stories ...see more
Tom and Arthur Smalley earned their living harvesting mussels and netting eels. Their boat was named 'Doreen Mary 2', another boat named 'Doreen Mary' was owned by Sonnie Braime; in fact they lived near each other in Pulvertoft Lane.
In a shed in Edwin Street they used to make eel hives, the shed once was used for fire watching in the war. I used to watch them making eel hives with split cane; a work of art, now ...see more
I am the boy on the bicycle in the foreground of this view of The Upper Farm camping site. I am a member of the family that ran The Upper Farm business. My father built the swimming pool which is featured in other photos. Bernard Burbidge
I am attempting to contact the family of the late Terry Burns, who I believe lived in Shucknall Hall up to his death in 2001. If anyone knows the whereabouts of his wife Susan Burns (Nee Wilcox) and would pass this message on to her,I would be most grateful. Thank You Bill Hayman. Email wjhayman@hotmail.com phone 780 763 300 Address P.O. 23. Mannville. Alberta. T0B2W0 Canada. Email wjhayman@hotmail.com
One of the many memories I have of Battle is of Bonfire Night, November 5th.
Every November 5th,Battle had one of the best November 5th bonfire celibrations in Sussex, it was lots of fun. I remember Battle Rousers( home made fire works), they were awesome, aranged in circles and let fly, they would run and then explode with a huge bang, very scarey.
There was also a huge parade down the High Street, Guy Fawkes ...see more
I was at Port Regis for approximately 2 years during 1950-1952 from age 9-11. My memories are snapshots only as these memories have been blanked out and have only resurfaced after seeing the comments on this site.
Firstly Port Regis was for girls only and was run by Catholic Nuns, St Mary's was a different home run for both boys and girls and was Anglican and not RC.
It is true the a ...see more
Together with my mother and brother, we lived in Sandy Cove, near Rhyl during the Second World War, to escape the bombing in London. One night in, I think, 1944, I was awakened by some noises and my mother came to get me. By looking out of the living room window we could see that the German bombers had jettisoned their bombs onto the woods surrounding Grych Castle. The whole hillside was ablaze, ...see more
I'm restoring a 1934 Sentinel Steam lorry reg. FJ 9904 which was bought from Peamore garages in Exeter by Alex J. Roberts of Tresillian in 1951. I know Mr Roberts kept the lorry for nine years and that the original colour of the lorry when new was a light sand colour. The earliest photograph I have is 1966 when the lorry was parked in a scrap yard.
I wonder whether anyone in the area would have any information or photographs of this lorry?
Kind regards,
John Griffiths.
Every year until I was a teenager we spent our annual holiday at Clacton. We stayed at the same boarding house every year on St Osyths Road, it was owned by a lovely motherly character called Mrs Theobald, whose husband Percy was the buyer for Thackers green grocers on Pier Avenue.
The pleasure boat in the picture is the Nemo II which was owned by "Newt" King. My brother and I used to get free rides, as Mr ...see more
Hi, I remember with fondness Chiseldon, being at the camp in 1955 and early 1956. My best memories are of Ma's cafe which we all visited throughout the week and the many times we visited the Saturday night dances at the British Legion hut.
Relaxing times were also spent at the Patriots Arms. I also remember a nice young lady who came into Ma's cafe on many occasions with a little dog, I think her ...see more
This isn't my memory, I want to know if anybody remembers my uncle Jack. He died in Maidstone hospital in 1985 aged 74 (I didn't know of him then) he was described as a retired newsvendor, so, I was wondering if anybody remembers him. I know that newsvendors can be quite characters so if you think you remember Jack I would be very interested to know. He was born in Texas and was about 7 when the family returned to the UK, so he may have had an unusual accent.
I was born in Madeley in 1951. My father was a coach driver for A.L.Jones of Victoria Road. I spent a lot of my early years sitting on the front seat of the coach, and sometimes on the engine cover next to Dad. I'm sure Health and Safety would have had a field day if they had been around then. I remember the winter of 1963 and the fact that I used to get into a lot of trouble with the other children at ...see more
My grandfather, Byron Kelsey, lived and farmed here. My father, Hugh Edwin Byron Kelsey, was born in this house.
This shop was Lofthouses Chemists who sold the original Fishermans Friend cough medicine. You took your own bottle and paid sixpence to have it filled, no matter how big the bottle was.
This model rail was built by a man from Wales and the money for it was provided by Randolph Turpin, the former boxer and middle-weight champion of the world. He lost his title to the American, Sugar Ray Robinson.
The project went bankrupt after about 4 years and the lines were taken up by Albert Foulds, a local scrap merchant
Hi, my name is Jean. I have been doing my family history for a while now, but cannot find anything at all about my grandfather John Francis Donald. All I know is that he lived on the green and before that in the Coulton by the river. I found out that he was awarded a pocket watch for rescuing 12 people from the River Tees, I do not know what year. He married my grandmother Mary Lawson at St Oswold's Catholic ...see more
I have many happy memories of going on holiday to Hemsby in the late 1960s and early 1970s. I remember we used to stay on the sand dunes in a wooden chalet-type building with no running water and an outside toilet, how times have changed. The one I thing do remember is a cottage with illuminated ornaments in the garden, I think they were models of old barrel-top gipsy caravans, but I may be wrong. ...see more
I moved with my family to live in Heath Lane in early 1956, just at the end of the side road leading to the 'rec'. At that time, it was a country lane with high hedges and there were fields where Granville Drive now is. Reynolds the builder built some of the houses in Heath Lane and Heath Grove and Warringtons built the houses in the Granville Drive area. Seth Hughes, headmaster of the Berwick Road school, ...see more
My grandmother was a pen pal to Phyllis Wilson from 1937-1944. The first letters are from 1937. Phyllis was 15 and a student at Morley Grammar School. Looking for anyone who knew Phyllis and knows if she was married and her married name. Wondering if my grandmother's letter survived the years as Phyllis' letters did in my grandmother's cedar chest. If Phyllis had children I am sure they would love to see the many letters she sent to my grandmother in Ohio.
My sister and I (Marina and Lesley Tonks) had many a bag of chips at Florries, they were the best. When we moved to the new high school on Middlewich Road about 1962, we had attended Wheelock School before coming to the new school, we then spent most of dinner times in Florries chippy.
I was born at USAF, Hospital, Burderdop Park, Chiseldon Highworth, Wiltshire, UK. I don't have any memories, but I do have a desire to find all I can. I wish to know as I have no memories. I have dreamed of going there, but cannot afford to. I currently live in Denver,Colorado, the place of my parents'birth. I would love to hear more about Chiseldon as it is my home town in my heart.
Great-Uncle John Percy Norfolk married Hilda Sanderson Campain and she had family connections in Alnwick. They had no children and I have thus inherited a fascinating assortment of their old sepia photographs of Alnwick and their family there, taken in about 1915.
Hello everybody
I want to know what is the origin of the name "Mithian". I did hear that the significance is: Saint Matthias in Italian, but I am not sure, because I can't find any information. Do you know what is the origin of the name Mithian? It is very important for me. If anyone knows, my mail is: xoloxixi@yahoo.com
Thank you.
My paternal grandparents lived in Schoolhouse Cottages off Lee Street where we occasionally stayed on holidays, Christmas etc. There was an alleyway called "Pawnshop Passage", emerging onto Mercer Row by the bow window in the photograph (Stationers Shop then?), which we children used as a shortcut to the town centre, or perhaps the Playhouse Cinema; when skipping through the passage we used to sing out to hear our ...see more
My first dinner-dance! My boyfriend,Ted, became my husband and remained so until his death 3 years ago.
I worked for Windsor Bros. The butchers name carried on. The owner then was Gordon Summers. I was a slaughterman. Around the back was the slaughter house, now demolished. I used to work there with Steve. Cannot remember his last name. He lived in the flat over the shop, when Mr Summers moved out to his bungalow. When the carcases were hanged up. Mr Morgan used to come and inspect them to see if they were ...see more
I trained in Glasgow Western during the reign of Miss Maimie Miller who was the Matron at that time - in the mid 1960s - she was followed by Miss Humphries.
I have fond memories of that lovely big hospital - and of the smell in the conservatory which led to the nurses home. I regret losing my hospital scarf which was navy with the badge design on it. Spent some time in the Eye Department although we had to have ...see more
My father waa from Seaton Carew. He was called Douglas Wilson and had 3 sisters I think, Marilyn was one, and a brother, Keith. I remember visiting during the late 1960 early 1970s. I think my grandparents ran a police section house but can't find any info about any relatives or a police section house.
I think my grandfather was Arthur or Ernest and my grandmother's maiden name was Robson.If you have any info please leave a comment or e-mail me at: jeffwilson19@btinternet.com
I was evacuated at the age of 4 yrs with my mother, Catherine and younger brother Alfred. We had been buried alive in a shelter, in Upton Park, East London and only saved when someone heard my mother screaming for help. I don't know how we got to WH but am told my mother arrived in the same dress she was wearing when she was dug out, it was soaking wet still. I wish I had got more ...see more
This used to be at the side of the old fire station where the metro club is now. It was moved to make way for the Aarchen way. I think they used it as a rubbish tip.
I remember walking past the bowling alley and the sound of Pet Clarks "Downtown" coming from somewhere, I am almost certain it was from the Alley. We were on our way to Calines Supermarket if I rember right, underneath the Accapulco night club. It was amazing, it had automatic sliding doors. When you stood on the big mat they opened. Science fiction stuff. "Downtown" was an amazing sound Me mam had picked me up from Akroyd Place council school. Has anyone got any photos of that for me to see?
I lived at 54 High Street, Kinghorn, Fife, Scoland, and went to school in Kinghorn and Burntisland. I remember the fish trains at night going to Burtisland and beyond and clanking up the hill as they came out of Kinghorn station. I also remember that it was double summer time.
I remember walking to school one morning in a 'crocodile' with the girls from the convent in Dovercourt. We were stopped at the Police Station and told we could go no further. I could see the water lapping not far from the the police Staition. When the water receeded we walked into Harwich to see the damage, there was a boat in the school playground. The school and the catholic church were never used again and later demolished. There is a garage now where the school and church once stood.
I remember walking along the promenade to the Pavilion. To continue our walk we had to go through the Pavilion. If my memory is correct it had a glass roof and front window and there were some palms and what seemed to a six-year-old huge greenhouse plants. I thought it was a most glamorous place. I remember the words Palm Court. Was it ever called Palm Court? Ruth Wright (nee Ashman)
For many centuries my ancestors came from this area, the latest person was my grandmother Daisy Dance who sadly passed away very young in 1938. If anyone has any information on her or my ancestors could you please let me know? My ancestors currently stretch back to the1600s. My mother Kathleen Edwards was born in West Hanney, not far away from this village, her father was William Thomas Edwards, he died in 1966, he was married to Daisy Dance in 1929 in Wantage.
My parents took us to Kilchattan Bay every year from the mid 1960s. As far as my sister and I were concerned we didn't want to go anywhere else but KB. Used to love climbing the Suidhe which was a ritual for all Glasgow kids. Mum had been evacuated to this part of Bute during the war and it seemed the natural choice for Glasgow holidaymakers. As a teenager I only remember long hot summers, playing with ...see more
In the war years my father drove a lorry or a tractor for May & Hassle timber importers. He would pick up men at various places around the town with his lorry which had a hut on the back. Timber was stacked around Lincolnshire at different sites; such as Scredington, Silk Willouby, Evedon, Bloxham, Ruskington, Ewarby, Howel, Aswarby Station, Cowbridge, Dancers Bank Kirton End, and others, to avoid being ...see more
I moved to Featherstone in 1953. I lived at the police station opposite the crescent. It is now an education establishment of some sort. I remember Goodes fish and chip shop, it was the best. I used to play on the slag heaps looking for fossils and dodging the spots that were smoking. When Rovers played it was a massive deal. If we played Australia the school closed. I remember the miners boots clattering down ...see more
I spent many happy days at Baybridge (from the 1960s) at my great-grandmother's (Maughan) house (the house on the right of the picture), and went on to work part-time at the Lord Crewe Arms.
My wife has a poetry book. Inside was found a love letter dated New Years Day 1943. It was addressed to a person at 'White Gates', Copthorne Bank, Sussex. It is a wonderful message from a gentleman to a lady. To hold a letter, written in the cold and darkest of days of the 1940s, when the future was unsure, and people still sending warm words of love, is a real privilage. I hope that someone can provide some information on where White Gates can be found.
I had recently passed my driving test and drove a Morris Minor Saloon, to practice my parallel parking I used to drive down South Street after work or on a Sunday and park outside of Woolworths or Marks and Spencers and try various manoeuvres with the aid of the reflection of the car in the plate glass windows.
My grandparents lived here from the 1960s until 1998, living in the flat. We used to spend our summer holidays here and had great fun!
A part of my boyhood was spent on a smallholding just outside of Wickford, the smallholding was called Littlemead. When I first went to Wickford my uncle Ted picked us up from the railway station in a pony and trap, the horse was called Lady. At Littlemeade there was no running water, no electricity, no gas, the source of heating and cooking was a black range in the main room. All I can remember of the ...see more
Great-Grandad Samuel George Marlow's family lived at Bradfield and he was born there in 1858. I think he may have been a twin. Sadly I have been unable to learn anything at all about him but I am looking forward to visitng Bradfield and walking around the same place he must have seen all those years ago.
My father was in the Army stationed a Bulford in the Command Supply Depot. We lived in one of the houses in a complex called The Albany now (Aldi). I attended the C of E school at Hampshire Cross and later Tidworth Down school. I remeber the construction of the swimming pool, the brains behind that was Tom Tuxford who sadly is no longer with us. One of my biggest friends was John West, I also knew his sister ...see more
Ford End is now a shell of its former self, almost like the UK. When I was a child in the village, growing up, there was no better place to be.
There was a shop, two pubs, the Spread Eagle at the top of the village and the Swan at the bottom of the hill, a dairy, post office, village hall, cricket pavilion and not forgetting the C of E primary school that I attended from 1970 to 1977 before going on to ...see more
My great uncle lived with his family at 46 Park Browad in Landewednack. The family history suggests he and his family lived around here until a move to the Lizard. He was a doctor and 2 of his sons followed his profession and also lived with their father for some time according to cencus forms. Any help from anyone with some knowledge of this family would be so grateully received at: janet.hammond1@gmail.com Many thanks if you can be of assistance. Janet
I was brought up in Kemsing at the foot of the Downs and we children would walk up to Woodlands Holiday Camp to swim for a shilling or so. On a fine weekend you could take your swimming things and some refreshments and stay up there for several hours. The pool was generally freezing and by today's standards pretty unhygenic and often with green slime on the walls and bottom and dead flies on ...see more
1958
My parents, my two sisters and I lived in Stoke by Clare at a thatched house called Thatchety, opposite the Red Lion hotel. My father's aunt, Maudie Firth, owned the mill at Wixoe. My twin sister, Lynda, and I would ride our bikes to visit her. We would stop at an old spinster’s home for lemonade and biscuits. I don’t remember her name. I too would fish from the bridge by the old mill. I remember catching perch. My ...see more
My aunts and uncles lived in East Howle and I was a regular visitor around and before 1950. The two families lived opposite one another in what I think may have been "railway cottages" and my cousins totalled 9. In those days you got off the ABC bus at the railway crossing and walked along a path towards the Jubilee Bridge. The track then carried on towards the Tar-beds and West Cornforth.
My relatives lived ...see more
The Common, which is a delightful huge stretch of open ground from Cardiff Road to the Westra, was the sporting centre for the villagers. Here the cricket club played and the rugby club also held their matches too. Just off the Common is the home of both the Bowls Club and tennis club.
My memory of playing for the cricket club was on the day of the 1966 World Cup final when England were ...see more
There was a rag and bone man on Church Street whom we knew as Charlie. Every week local housewives would gather in his yard to buy secondhand clothing and toys which he would auction from the back of a cart laden with an assortment of items which he had collected earlier. The women would stand in a group around the cart yelling his name each time he held aloft an item of clothing or a toy they ...see more
My dad, Charles Davies, became the manager of this branch of the National Provincial Bank in 1965 and we moved to the village to live on the Twyncyn, off the Common in 1966. He remained there as manager for quite some time - seeing through the change to it being a Nat West bank. The Three Horse Shoes pub at that time was run by a cantankerous landlord who delighted in getting into ...see more
I lived in the house in the foreground of this picture, known as Hartshorn, from 1960 to 1964. The barn just visible on the left was our garage. The house itself was alleged to be an Elizabethan hall house and every room upstairs had a floor at a different angle to the others as each was put in separately. There was a bread oven in one room and a huge open fireplace in the other with a tiny ...see more
