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Hi, my dad was a member of the Buffs in Seacombe in the 1950s. We as kids did not know a lot about these clubs, which were cery hush hush but a very important part of Seacombe's history. My aad was Seacombe born and bred and proud of it, as was I.
This shelter/seat was built by my grandfather, Ezra Dowsing Cotton, in I believe the 1930s to commemorate the Silver Jubilee of George V. At least I think so. As a child I thought it was in memory of those who fell in the First World War .
Ezra Cotton was a carpenter, builder, and importantly the village undertaker, in the early years of the 20th century, and possibly the late 19th century. His daughters ...see more
As a little girl I remember visiting Auntie Alice and Uncle Bill Rowe. They lived in Vine Cottage just down from the SSW Army Camp. Dad was stationed there after the Second World War, that's where he met my mother Margaret Ada Rowe. We didn't vist much as dad came from Whickham, Co Durham. It must have been around the time of the death of her father Francis William Rowe, he died in 1965 in Salisbury ...see more
The village club, always known in my family (the Colletts and the Cottons) as 'The Hut', was where all the young people of that time, and probably earlier, met, since that particularly was the venue for village dances. Inevitably permanent relationships were made there. My mother Violet Cotton and her sister Winifred, daughters of Ezra Cotton, village carpenter and undertaker, met my father William Collett and his ...see more
I remember that little market where the Arndale Centre now stands. Also the swimming baths. The bakers on the bridge was a family firm and there was a fish and chip shop in the market. Plus a small pet shop which I later used when married for pet food for my animals. Nothing tasted so good coming home from swimming than a piece of bread pudding. The fish shop sold large pickled onions for 1d and the ...see more
As a young lad born in Shelldale Avenue, and having lived all my young life in Portslade, I used to spend many hours down by, and on the canal at Portslade. I loved seeing the ships, mainly coal-boats moored at the gas works and the old power station. There were timber boats, and various other vessels too, but I just loved the atmosphere and the smells of the then bustling harbour! I used to be ...see more
Hi, my name is Pat Cheah (formerly Cook). I grew up in Stonehouse. I wsa just reading through some of the memories and would like to add a few of my own. We lived up on Doverow for many years. Doverow was one of my many places to play, my friends and I liked to play on top of the water tower, in the woods where we would pick bluebells and pitch our tent. I had so many happy memories of Stonehouse. To go ...see more
I attended this school throughout 1975-1980 and I always found it absurd as to why an almost H shaped building would have a rule that you were not allowed through the central corridor. I remember pupils (bouncers) at either end. I also remember my first headmistress sitting sternly on the stage like a judge. I don't remember her ever speaking, always leaving that to the deputy. I am not sure if the school still ...see more
I was born in Newfield,about three miles from the Street, and recall the pictures very vividly and the comments by one other person about the Empire Ballroom. We used to go there every Friday night for the dance, dressed in our best togs, and had a great time, all for a shilling. We had to run down the main street to catch the last General A bus home at 10.40. I met my first ever girlfriend at the ...see more
I was a young midwife in Portadown from 1958 to 1959. I would like to hear from any 'old babies of that era' born in the Carleton Home. I was Nurse Mcmullan then. I much enjoyed that time and made many friends in the area.
When I think of Orchard Croft, I always think of happy childhood thoughts. When I was a child my nan lived at No 80 (unit block flats) from the early 1970s to the late 1980s. I will never forget that lovely large flat and the beautiful rose bushes surrounding the areas back then. It will always hold a special place in my memories, as most of my childhood was spent at No 80. I would stay over with ...see more
What a trip down memory lane I took when I saw this photo. I went to this school back in the late 1960s and early 1970s (going on to Fulwood Secondary School). Myself and my two brothers, Keith and Raymond, went here, the headmaster's name was Mr George Smithies, other teachers' names I can remember were Miss Devlin, Green and Rake. I sang in the church choir, the choirmaster's name was Mr John ...see more
I have very fond memories of the school and Mr and Mrs Cooper, and I was one of the privileged children to move to Parkstone in Dorset when the Coopers moved there. I was in Miss Stoddart's class and I can still remember the smell of the herbal cigarettes she used to smoke, and on the rare occasion she would share one with the class. At the end of the summer terms I remember us polishing the ...see more
Hi, I worked on bomb damage for Bishop & Clarke (a firm of builders from Horley), the foreman's name was Mr Collins. In the August of 1945 I was teaboy and builders' labourer, it was my first job after leaving school in Horley, Surrey. One street we cleared was Commercial Road, I remember a cafe just round the corner, I think called 'Janes', I know one day there were whale steaks with onions on the ...see more
I was in the children's hospital from the age of 7 to 16 . The ward sister was D Overhand, the night nurse was Robinson, we call her Robbie. I remember by best friend there was called Denise O'Gorman. People used to get us mixed up as we looked alike.
I was born in Curry Mallet with my two sisters, Pat and Margaret. We were all born in Yew Tree Cottage. I went to Curry Mallet school. My grandad worked for Glides Farm until he passed away, then we moved to Taunton. I used to go to the Bell Inn a lot, it was then run by Tommy Middelton, he had a son named Roger, I always remember him as he gave me a tennis racket. I was only 4 and a half when I ...see more
I have no connections with Bridport or the Visitation Convent but found the thread of messages detailing school life highly absorbing; I do know of another individual of note who may qualify as becoming "famous" (message posted 03/10/2009 by Mr Duffy). I think he was sent from the Midlands as a boarder in 1927 at seven years of age, through to 1930; he would have attended the Convent at the same time as the ...see more
My husband's ancestors were mostly Coopers. Has anybody any information about Coopers in Rodmell (John Pace, born Rodmell 1728) or in any of the surounding towns? Some of them were Coopers in East Grinstead, Brighton, Lewes... If you have any information, please, please contact me at carine.luyckx@skynet.be. I am totaly stuck for any further findings of the family tree.
This was the year I started school at Badingham College and I was there until 1964.I remember walking into Leatherhead for the first time but then forgetting the way back to school and having to hitch a lift back. I wasnt good at games although I enjoyed our long distance runs over the local downs and, when I was old enough to keep a bike at the school, I enjoyed visiting local places such as Epsom. I wonder if any former pupils from this period will remember these days.
I would love to hear of anyone who went to Tatenhill school around the late 1940 into the 1950s. It was such a magical time with Miss Read our teacher who inspired us and fired our imagination. I was born in Tatenhill and the hills and fields were our playground. I now live in Devon, so rarely visit Tatenhill. I remember 1947 when Tatenhill was totally cut off due to the heavy ...see more
Hi,
I remember falling in love for the very first time while holidaying at Tower caravan park at Jaywick in 1972. I thought the girl looked like Brigit Bardot at the time. Her name was Elaine from Battersea. It was the first time I ever kissed a girl!
I was heartbroken when the holiday was over. I imagine she went on to great things, being so pretty.
I came to know Greenhithe very well. Firstly as a cadet on the Worcester from 1962 to 1965, and again from 1972 to 1979 when I was employed by Everards. Looking at Google maps of Greenhithe, the place has changed beyond recognition.
I grew up in Southall in the 1940s and 50s. We lived in Gordon Road in a terraced house that backed onto The Tube. We had an outside toilet, no bathroom and, until I was about 6, no electricity. At the age of 5 I could change a gas mantle. My mother continued to live there until she passed on in 1989.
Two doors away was Mrs Ridgewell's grocery shop and on the corner there was a greengrocer's. I recall ...see more
In 1945 I was stationed in Esher racecouse, as a Welsh Guard who had just completed 3 months of hard discipline in the guards depot in Caterham. The difference in Esher to the depot was remarkable, N.C.Os were suddenly human beings who treated men as men, not objects. I can say in the 3 years I was in the army that the time at Esher was the most enjoyable. I was also friendly with a girl named Mary Edwards. She live in a ...see more
Come on people, let's hear from you in America, tell us some those war stories of the Doodlebugs that hit Kent.
I remember many enjoyable Friday evenings at 'The Plough' on the corner of Gooseacre Lane (usually with too much beer!) and the following visits to the 'Blue Gems' in Kenton Road for some Chinese food at pub closing time. The restaurant was renamed as 'Chu-Chin-Chow' around 1963/4. There was a waiter there who bore a striking resemblance to a wrestler called Leon Fortuna who appeared on TV when Kent ...see more
One Sunday in August 1998 my husband and I were privileged to attend a Sunday morning service in the Fivehead Baptist Church. It was an emotional time to sit there and read the marble plaque on the wall for my great grand father Joshua Corpe. Joshua's son William Wescombe came to New Zealand in 1858 and since then many of his descendants have visited both the Baptist Church and St Martin's.
I have ...see more
In 1941, during the Second World War, and I was a page boy working at the Osborne Hotel. I always rode my cycle to work and back. I believe it was on a Sunday that I was pushing my cycle up the lane at the side of the Palace Hotel, I stopped when I heard the roar of planes and cannon shells being fired at the hotel. A huge explosion followed as a bomb hit the hotel. I think I broke the world record as I ran back the ...see more
I remember the street party that was held to celebrate the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II that wass held for the children in Marmora Road. Unfortunately during various house moves the photos that I had have all been lost. I remember that they were taken by the local photographer Mr Willings who lived at Number 24, does anyone have any copies of these photos or know how I would be able to aquire them? I ...see more
Hi, we used to play at Ravenscraig every day as well, down the sands, the dungeons used to scare me when we looked through the slit windows, but when we got older and braver, and ventured down the in the dark (there was always a gang of us) we found it wasn't too bad. I also learned to swim in the rock pools in front of the castle, the one we called the Poddly, the biggest of the three, every day, summer and ...see more
I was born and brought up here. It's changed so much now but I remember that the 'Black Bull' was never a popular pub for the locals as Old Langho mainly consisted of two estates, Brookside and Larkhill. These were staff houses for Brockhall Hospital, a sprawling self-contained Victorian 'mental' hospital. As a social club existed within the hospital grounds, most chose to drink there, so it always seemed empty. ...see more
I lived in Crawcrook until I was 13 years old, then we moved to Coventry, that was about 1955/56. My dad was a miner and had to leave because of the pit closing. I remember happy times playing out down the channels and paddling in the Tyne, going to Whitley Bay for holidays. I went back this year (2009) twice and I will go again, I love the place. I would like to move back but am too old now. If anyone reading this remembers me, please let me know. Thanks.
Margaret
Mr Geoff Duff's memories sent to you on 27th July 2008 gave me such a surprise. I too remember the strange woman who would walk down to Woodford Station around 3.30 in the afternoon every day summer and winter obviously to meet a loved one who never returned from the war. She was quite tall (about 5 foot 9 inches) and plump and she wore a pale peach satin dress with a dropped waistline, two long strings ...see more
I used to live in Marchwiel some three miles away. We used to cycle to Bangor on hot days in the school holidays to swim in the river. I had a very beautiful girlfriend by the name of Barbara Jones, she lived right by the milk factory about half a mile from the bangor bridge. I lost contact when I moved to Cardiff. (Great Memories)
My great-grandfather, Joseph Eccles, built Bilsborrow Hall. He owned a number of cotton mills in Preston and played cricket for Lancashire.
I have just started to look into our family history and will hopefully be able to post more comments later.
Thank you for your memory
Best wishes
Peter Eccles
My mother was from Pontypool and an uncle and aunt lived at 81 Osborne Road. My great grandparents lived at 'Coynant' (by the old Griffin Press building) and my grandparents at nearby Gwynfa (now flats). Towards Pontnewynydd (opposite side), is Balmond Terrace, named after my great grandfather, John Balmond.
In researching my family tree I have discovered a number of ancestors born in and around Frithelstock. The family name is Davie with either a middle name or secondary surname of Hiscott. I have tracked back to Philip Davie born in 1825. I would be interested in any information relating to the name Hiscott as I have not yet found when this was first used within the family. Thanks
The Rose and Crown at Thorney was managed, I believe from the early 1930s by my Great-Aunt Ellen and her husband Joe.
My mother, Daisy Steele (nee Camp), and other members of her family spent pre-Second World War summer holidays there, and during the war, presumably during the heavy bombing of London and the later V1 and V2 rocket attacks, my mother and I, along with other members of the family ...see more
My parents were so pleased when I won a scholarship to the Sidcup branch of the school and my father bought me the new-fangled biro (was there a propelling pencil the other end?) as a present. Mum could only afford one set of uniform and it had to be washed every other night. I can't now recall many names of my classmates but can see most of their faces in my mind's eye. I can't remember ...see more
Although I was actually born in Holbeach Bank, and spent the first 3 1/2 years of my life in Holbeach St Matthews, I spent my childhood in Holbeach St Marks. My mother and father Ray and Greta Gray, moved to Holbeach St Marks mainly because of access to a school for me once I reached school age.
The house we moved to could not have been more convenient to the school, it was ...see more
I remember the pool at Redhill and the cardboard boxes for our clothes. Oddly I was only thinking of it last week when I was locking my clothes up at the gym, I was wondering how they tracked our clothes when we were kids. The pool had a balcony upstairs where parents used to watch us perform - we mucked about most of the time. I can remember my mum and her friend, Mrs. Smith, laughing ...see more
Hi, my 2, 3 & 4xgreat-grandparents come from the area around Clatt. The Reid family farmed Tofthills farm for many years, but this came to an end in 1879, when both John Reid and his wife, Elizabeth Davidson, died, and Elizabeth's sister, Margaret, and her husband, William Bisset took over running the farm and bringing up John & Elizabeth's daughters, Elizabeth and Christina. My great-grandfather, James ...see more
Hi, I wanted to try to get in touch with Mick Carpenter who sent me a message via this site, but I can't seem to access the message at all - wondered if you were Mick Carpenter, son of Cissy & James Carpenter - if so, we're related - my Nan, Lou Swadling nee Piggott was one of Cissy's sisters. I've recently been in touch with Tony and his daughter, Tracey. My email address is jansaunders13@gmail.com ...see more
I was at Pilgrims Wood, Sandy Lane, Guildford, Surrey, in years from 1959-1965, with, my two siblings. I remember having to attend the church at Littleton, and I also remember having to go for walks in the woods. One day when I was older some other children and I were allowed to go on our own and we got lost and could not find the way back I often laugh at this. I really loved ...see more
It was me, David Gale, that saved Samantha Clarke from drowning in 1967. I remember your father gave me 10, which to me was an absolute fortune back in those days.
I was born in Rhosesmor Vicarage in 1948 - the first child to be born there. My father was the vicar and we lived there until February 1955. My handprints are in the concrete outside the kitchen window and I have returned only once in nearly 60 years. I loved living there and exploring the fields and "mountain"! I especially remember the sheep invading our garden and the freezing winter weather. I went into ...see more
The lady waiting for the bus is my mother, Rona Jones nee Jones, my gran lived in Alma, Tabernacle Street, which was a Chapel house, my Nan and Dadcu had to take care of the Chapel across the road, and in those days had to feed and provide an overnight stay for visiting preachers. As a boy I had to go a hundred yards down the road, I had to take a bucket and fill it with water from a stand pipe near a garage, I had to ...see more
I spent the early years of my childhood living in the Station House at Huttons Ambo,my dad was the signalman there. I attended the village school from 1958 - till it closed 1962 (?). Both my parents have unfortunately died in the last 4 years, but I still go back to Huttons Ambo when I get the chance. The memories of the steam engines chugging past my bedroom window, the warmth of the coal fire in the signal ...see more
I am convinced there used to be an Italian style restaurant, possibly called Rosa's, in Barkingside High Street around the area where the Rossi/ fish and chip shops is now. Can anyone confirm this or have I just imagined it?
I don't remember the year but I think it was in the 1950s. Where exactly was the Ferndown Zoo? I have a photo of one of my cousins taken with a goat. I really don't remember much about it, I just know I went at least three times. Please help.
I stayed a number of times at this address whith my father's relatives, an Aunty Nance and Uncle Jack (possibly a Howick connection).
My sister and I and our older brother, who did not survive, were born at 175 Hursley Road in the 1940s. The house is still standing and is now owned by Draper's Tools. We drove by on a cold, damp late October day in 2008 and took some pictures. We were disappointed to see that our beloved garden, so carefully tended by our parents, is now the parking lot! Perhaps the next time we will plan to see the changes ...see more
This memory is on behalf of a friend who was evacuated from London to Sidmouth in 1944. Her recollection is fairly vague but she was allocated to Brackendale, Ice House Lane which was owned by Mrs Elizabeth, Henriatta Jane Perryman (purchased in May 1934) and run by two ladies, Miss Hood and Miss Fitzgerald. Education was carried out in a local hall. It would be interesting if anyone remembers these two ladies ...see more
My family, the Lasts, lived in Leiston and worked at the Sizewell Power Station during 1965-66. They were good friends with Andy Bell who also worked at the Power Station inspecting the welding of the pipes. If anyone knows of any further information regarding the Last family and/or Andy Bell, I would love for you to let me know.
I spent eight years of my early childhood in Portree, my father James Argo was the Manager of the now Clydesdale Bank on the corner of the Square, my friend was Donnie Stewart whos father owned the largest store and sold almost everything. He owned a small boat and he and Annie McKinnon and I used to row in the bay and even rowed across to a small island. I loved Scoorybreck and my best girlfriend ...see more
I was a pupil at Rotherham Grammar School until 1948. My memories are of our form master 'Cabbage' Green, an ardent Labour Party member, and his use of the 'Flog Iron' which he used on all our form when we made a young female French teacher cry with frustration at our lack of discipline. Another memory is of a maths master whose name I forget, but he had false leg, the hero was the person who dared to stick a pin in the ...see more
I was born in St Fergus in 1946 at 5 Links View. I went to school there for 2 years. My teacher's name was Miss Will. 5 Links View was my grannie's home. We lived at Kinloch Cottages that looked down over Newton. We moved from there to Kirton Cottages just along past the Kingie. Our neighbours there were the Stevens family. I was only 3 or 4 then but I can remember it quite well. We then moved to Lonmay where we ...see more
I have very happy memories of our 'second home' in the hamlet at Llonio where we stayed at Red Cottage. Mrs James Jones ruled the roost in this hamlet and she employed a handyman named Howard who she summoned by ringing a large bell situated outside the property. Her daughter Anna Thorne subsequently took over Llonio and then moved into Froggy Pond which I now see is up for sale. I will post some more memories ...see more
107 Walter Road,Swansea was the scene of many happy school holidays.It is still there, butis now a business address.
My Bampie and Nanny Price lived there, with Nan's mum Nanny Rees occupying the back downstairs room as a bedroom-come-sitting room,she had French doors out to the garden and the outside toilet.
Upstairs lived my Dad's sister and her husband and daughter, my Aunty Betty, Uncle Roy and Vicki. When we ...see more
Grey's Electrical Shop - That's where I bought my first Dansette Record Player in about 1959.
I remember the 'Bull', the 'Swan' and the school closing and the pupils transferred to Parklands. I have so many memories, is there anyone out there to share them with?
Hello, I am a Radlett Resident and I am desperate for any knowledge you may have of the Radlett Park Estate and its development in the early 1900s. Please call me as soon as you can - 01923 856754. Thanks. Nov/2009
I grew up at Barforth Hall and left when I was 18. I used to spend my pocket money on toy cars with Mrs Brown in this dark and evocative shop, the memory has never left me. I would also go to buy my parents' Christmas present here every year. My parents still have a cottage on the green and I remember Mr Cree, he was terrifying. Does the bus still have a number 75? I can even remeber our telephone number, Gainford 398!
I went to St Luke's School from 1950 to 1959, my name is Lana Regan. If anyone was there then, I would love to hear from you.
My parents met at The Ship in Ospringe. My father, Alcwyn Davies, was in the 3rd Welsh Regiment and was stationed close by. My mother. Grace Glibbery, was with her family from East London picking hops, as they did every year. My grandparents were Liz and Jim Glibbery. Along with my aunt Rose Clark and her husband Joe with their 5 children. Also my great aunts and uncles, their children and grandchildren. ...see more
My name was Mary Fanning and I lived in Leytonstone as a child from 1962 to 1973 - when my family moved back to live in Ireland. I have fantastic memories of Leytonstone and have only recently started to relive my memories by searching for all the familiar places and photographic memories I can find. I have not returned for many years - late 1970's. But hope to return in the New Year 2010. My ...see more
My great-grandfather served on this ship between 1875/1876 as a Royal Marine marksman, having joined the RM's at 13 years old in 1870. He also served on HMS's 'Agincourt', 'London', 'Simoom', 'Thetis', 'Lion' and finally 'Mercury'.
I have a very fine etching of HMS 'Agincourt', aground on the Pearl Rock, Gibralta and am hoping to locate prints/photos of his other ships noted above.
I served with the RN, from 1952, to 1961, with immense pride and pleasure as an L/SA (v).
I was born in North Lane on a farm in 1951 spent all of my childhood in Othery and left the village in 1974. I have got fond memories.
I was lucky enough to go abroad for our family holiday every year. Towards the end of the 1980s my second holiday around August time would be to go to Treyarnon Bay with my best friend Becci and her parents, and I fell in love with the place and the surrounding areas. I'm sure the pub/hotel was named the Beachcomer back then.
The owners of Treyarnon Bay Hotel were Anne and Clive, along with Anne's brother Chris ...see more
My mother lived in Admirals Walk during the Second World War. Her father was a Spanish official posted in London who hired the property to spare his family the bombing raids over the capital. The house belonged at that time to a British family whose members were serving in the army and could not live in Pirbright. Among the ancestors of that family there was an admiral who lost his life in the battle of ...see more
My late father, Verdun Frederick Davis, was born in the Chequers Lane Cottages, I think it was no 9, on the 29th Feb 1916, one of 10 children with only Amy still living. His father was a Thames Lighterman who was employed by Sammies, he was also a good Quoits player. My mother Marjory Davis, now 91, is still alive and living in sheltered accomodation in Dagenham. I myself was born in Dagenham in 1937 in Hardie Rd, ...see more
My parents managed the Glanfield for Ind Coope & Allsop in the late 1940's and early 1950's and I went to a prep school called Aston House (long gone)
My parents managed the Fox for most of the 1950' and '60's. My love of railways came from the Loco crew who drank there and gave me (unofficial) footplate rides!
I lived and went to school in Clymping and I was choir boy at Clymping church. I went into the RAF. I worked on a farm at Clymping and most of the Hasted family also lived at Clymping. Then I married Pauline Hasted from Littlehamptosn and we have been married to each other for
My memories of Silverdale are many and varied. The family homes of my parents Betty Bolton and Dennis Shorrocks were there and we would return once or twice a year.
I remember playing with cousins, in woods or lotts or on Castle Barrow (pepper pot) or in the attic in Grandad Bolton's on Cove Road.
But the thing that gets me, even now years on, is the drive from Warton to Silverdale. My heart lifts with joy, "I'm coming home."
Having just moved to Harlow new town my only memories of Potter Street then was the transport cafe because that was the original A11 trunk road coming from London. What a lovely caff that was, I ended up being a regular there till it had to close down, shame!
I lived in Keymer from birth (1958) to 1975 and remember the Collins Electrical shop mentioned by Pauline. I have very fond memories of a happy carefree childhood living in the village. We lived in Church Mead and I remember attending a pre-school playgroup in the church hall run by a Miss Andrews. Like Pauline, I too got married in Keymer Church (in 1983 and to the girl next door, Melanie Dossett). I may ...see more
My grandmother, Isabella Graham Wharton, was the proprietor of Wharton & Son in the 1930s in Barmouth. I believe she sold the store to WH Smith c1936 when her son, my father, returned from boarding school and they moved to Liverpool. I would be interested to know if anyone recalls my grandmother's shop and if in fact WH Smith did purchase the store and this is it in the 1960s photo. There was also a house called 'Cremlin'? behind the shop in which my grandmother lived.
My family moved from Salford (Manchester) to Barry in 1957. We lodged with a very kind lady called Mrs Beck for a few months while we waited for our new semi-detached house to be built on Maes-y-Coed road, Cold Knap. The house was right behind Glan-y-Mor, at the bottom of a grassy hill. If I remember, Glan-y-Mor was a Y.M.C.A and bus loads of Seniors and students came and stayed in the summer months. We knew the ...see more
I moved to Ormskirk in the 1960s from St Helens. My name was then Whitehead - one not to be forgotten! I remember Mr Henderson, he was a gentle man. I loved my class teacher Mrs Sykes, she read lovely stories at the end of each day - I looked forward to this time, which is maybe why I adore reading now. I wonder if anyone remembers our Christmases there? We'd polish our desks with polish we had bought from ...see more
