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William Reddington owned or ran a shop in croydon around 1945-7 then emigrated to Canada. Does anyone remember the name of the shop ir him? He was my grandfather but I don't know much more about him than that. I think it may have been a paint shop or something like that.
I lived in Sutton from 1959 to 2004 but I do not remember anywhere in Cheam Rd that looks like this! Possibly a different Cheam?
I was born in Hooley, so I am an original "Hooligan"!! My family lived in Brighton Road, Hooley, about 300 yds to the left of this photo, in fact my mother still does. My first Saturday job was in the newsagents, Fords, which is the second shop along. Mr Merritt had the butchers shop at the end of the parade. How it has changed!! Cheryl Holdway (nee Wakeling)
I would like to add that at this time my name was Judy Thomas
My grandmother and grandfather were married in Aberdare in 1912 and settled in Trecynon at 1, Cynonside, where my mother was born in 1917. She left to get married in St John's Church, Aberdare from Cynonside in 1935. My brother was baptised at Robertstown Church in 1943. My grandfather, his youngest son and daughter in law are buried in Aberdare cemetery. Every year during my childhood we would holiday in the ...see more
I grew up in Oriel Road in Lower Tranmere. My nan lived across the road from us. When I was 5 (1951) she had a stroke and my mum spent the next 5 years looking after her until she died, when I was about 10. In those days, there was a Salvation Army place at the bottom of Oriel Road and I remember when we had a street party for the Queen's Coronation, the Salvation Army lent the trestle tables which were put ...see more
I have always known it as Ushers, although I remember it being run by a Mr. Fisher who has a teenage daughter who had a pony....I remember her being very kind to me when I was a little girl. I remember her singing a song about girls sitting in the back seat hugging and kissing with Fred . Very funny. Random thoughts...Just along the canal was the Dyke walk, it seemed so big as I was so little, and there ...see more
This the exact spot where I learned to swim, it was muddy, cold, and wonderful, it was also where I learned to use a canoe with the school, we actually had to turn it over...Yuk... My Mum would send us to Ushers shop on the canal a little way back, for bread..I can smell it now. Climbing up the steep hill home I would peal off bits of crust to eat, sit on the big stone that was halfway up ...see more
I have a photograph of a group of children at the Marlborough Mop Fair from the convalescant home, which used to be a home for old homeless gentlemen, then became a hospital for children recovering from various illnesses. I worked nights, and sometimes got very scared when an old man would come rattling on the door, demanding to get in. Jean Rixon to the left, Norah Wyatt in the center and myself on the ...see more
My twin sister and I used to go to the Oadby baths on a Saturday morning with some friends, and we always used to have a race to see who got in first. Unfortunately one week I forgot to take off my watch before I jumped in and so got a good hiding when I got home for breaking it. I was in the pool first that time though. I can't remember having to go upstairs to changing cubicles though, I just remember being on the right side as you went in.
We lived on Greenbank Drive and we used to walk to Langmoor School down the Black Pad, which is now called Lawyers Lane. Farmer Steele had his farm down there and we always used to stop and look at his cows, and, if there were any born, his calves. I can smell it all now. He liked to keep people talking so we were invariably late for school.
I can also remember the market in Maesteg, Saturday mornings, Terry and me used to cycle to the market from 30 George Street in Caerau to fetch faggots and peas. Of course, it was easy going there, all down hill so to speak, coming back was a different matter. All up hill it was, peddle like mad, so the faggots would not get too cold, if they were cold it meant a clip round the ear. All good fun, sadly not much of ...see more
I lived at the Castle Tea Rooms from 1953 untill 1976, my mother and father ran the tea rooms. I would love to hear from anyone who passed over the doorstep to enjoy my mum's scones.
I lived in Button Oak during 1942/43 and worked in the Wyre Forest for 'Bob' Harris who was the Forester. Along with two of my mates, Denis Mills and Hubert Till, I made frequent trips into Bewdley to go to the pictures or get my hair cut. The cinema was just over the bridge (is it still there?) and we left our bikes for safe-keeping chained outside the chip shop for a penny. Denis still lives in Bewdley but Hubert ...see more
I worked on the then new school class rooms in 1950 Jack Cockrell was the builder also working there were Bill Cockrell, Eric Bew, Nobby Harber, his son, and Reg Denman, G. Askew. Ray Budgen, and now it has been knocked down flats built there lasted 59 years.
We moved from Preston to Garstang in 1960. My sister and I aged 12 and 13, used to cycle all the lanes around Garstang, the Fylde, the Trough of Bowland etc. Once, when we cycled through this ford, my sister who was ahead whizzed through with feet up near the handlebars, creating a bow wave like a curtain of water. I followed more sedately grinning sheepishly at the couple sat on the wall you can see at ...see more
I remember holidays spent in Kiln Park with my mother and her friend from London - Aunty Iris, her daughter Susan who was my age (7) at the time. We spent lovely holidays in a caravan in Kiln Park. My husband and I and our two sons who are now 22 and 19 spent lots of holidays in Tenby and Penally where we sited our touring caravan 7 years ago. We have now bought an apartment in the Old Vicarage in Penally ...see more
There are many people better qualified than I to write about Meonstoke, but this photo evokes memories of the Cooke's, who ran the village shop with cheerful kindness and where we shopped for essentials - and particularly for sweets which we took back to school in a biscuit tin (I have written about it here http://lawfordherry.blogspot.com/2007/11/st-ronans.html/). Opposite were (and still ...see more
I lived at Ashburton and spent my junior school years from 1953 at the primary and junior schools after which I walked everyday to South Norwood where I attended Stanley Tech. The interesting part was the intermediate school that I and many others went to was known as the club house. This was the old golf club situated by the fire station on the corner of Long Lane by Ashburton Park. We all had great fun ...see more
I was born in Farnborough Hospital in May 1949, and lived at No. 1, Crown Villas, Crown Road (later 18, Crown Road) from then until 1968. This house was one of the original set built when the roads were built early in the 20th Century. I later lived at 11, Crown Road (built in the 1960s next to The Bungalow) from 1980 to 1986. My parents lived at 18 Crown Road until they died in 1990. When I was a ...see more
We lived first in Vinson Close, then in Glencorse in the High Street, next door to the Commodore. My friends included Eric Cox, who lived opposite in a flat over the undertaker's; Les Forrow, whose father was manager of a grocer's shop further down the High Street (Goodrich's?). We went to the Palace Cinema (Bughutch) on Saturday mornings and were kept in order by Mr. Skinner, the commissionaire. We played in the ...see more
The photo caption for this in the book states that there were girders and wires and mines on Lyme beach during the war. My father Gilbert Atterbury was Town Clerk from the mid thirties until the late fifties and fought the War Office to keep Lyme beach open as tourism was all it had. As far as I know it was the only Dorset beach without giant concrete block tank traps seen in Seaton etc.,
I remember Tony Bros ice cream parlour off Acton High Street. On some Sundays my father would take me for a treat for a cornet or wafer scooped out of the big drum on the counter, it was always after giving our dog Sally a run either in Acton Park or on the scrubbs next to the prison. We lived in East Acton off Old Oak Road. 1963 stands out as it snowed at Christmas. We walked up to Acton Park with a ...see more
I remember the Lane so well. Pauline Johnson and myself used to use it on a daily basis to go to school. We used to dawdle and chat and skip and tease the boys, Terry Clark and Alan Berry being two of the names that come to mind. We used to love the little stream that ran along the bottom and often stopped to look at the brown pebbles and the endless amount of frog spawn. I wonder, is that steam still there ? My friend Pauline and I must take a walk along there soon to check !
My gran ran the post office from before I was born, her name was Mrs Pooley. When she retired my Uncle Eric and his wife Dorothy took it over until they too retired. I visited the village about four years ago when I found that the post office had been renovated into a private dwelling. The owners of the property very kindly allowed my sister and I to have a look around, it bought back a lot of lovely childhood ...see more
Not really a memory but just wondering if anyone can recall my nan, Millicent Ferris, nee Barfoot. I didn't really know her but my father has told me stories about her and if anyone knew her, either from Hedge End or even when her and Granddad had the shop near Bitterne, it would be great - any photos even better! My email is: donnamilee@yahoo.co.uk Thanks, Lee Ferris.
Not really a memory but I wonder if any of you folk remember a florist shop called Josepine's in Botley, I believe it was on the Hedge End road. She was a Barfoot and a sister of my nan, I think! Any memories would be great ... a photo magnifico. I have family in Hedge End and my Grandad had a shop called HG or WG Ferris in the Bitterne area, this info is all new to me so I will be down to Botley soon and have a pint at ...see more
Does anybody have memories of The Crown, Winster?
My grandfather Edward 'Ted' Powell was born in Barmouth in 1908 and lived in Tai Croesion, Llanaber. His mother was Sarah and father Evan Ellis, and he had a sister Bessie. His grandparents owned the grocery store in the village Powell & Sons. When he was a toddler he ran out into the road and was hit by a passing car, these days to see a car was very rare let alone to be hit by one! My ...see more
Does anyone remember the Royal Hotel in Batley, it was on a corner I think of Bradford Road and a road that went up a very steep hill to a village. Lived there from 1963-1965 and went to Park Road School. Looking for a photo of the pub if anyone has one. Remember traffic lights being outside on the corner and a man that used to keep ferrets down his shirt and trousers when he came in for a pint.
Born in Bradford in 1956, emigrated to Australia in 1969 (40 years this year). Memories of my grandma's house in Arum Street, Canturbury where I was born in her lounge room and going to church every Sunday morning in the snow. My mum and dad were both born in Bradford and still have family living there. Remember going to the Alhambra for Christmas pantomines and seeing Freddy Frinton (think that it how it is ...see more
My brother and I, Kathryn & Philip Brunker went to Dulwich Hamlet school until 1958. We then moved to Basildon, Essex. I went to the 'huts' at first, aged 4, and after visiting there in 1996, found them still to be there! Amazing. We lived at 5 Colledge Gardens, sadly gone and replaced by flats, but the backwall of our old garden still stands, overlooking the tennis courts of the colledge. I remember well, ...see more
I was born in Torquay in June 1954 in Shrublands Hospital (can anybody remember that hospital, it was in the Warberrys). I left Torquay when I was 23 and came to live in London, my heart is still there. Who knows, I might retire back there. But the town has changed so much. I spent a lot of time down the beach, I see they have knocked down the sheds - there was a cafe there and toilets, yes it looks bare now.
John Major, who lived with his parents in Longfellow Road, started school this year, 1948, in CHEAM COMMON ... which was Balmoral Road School when I was there in 1932! His father's garden ornaments were sold from the family shop in Central Road. Yes! He did become Prime Minister.
Pam lived with her family in Washington Road and on leaving school at first worked with Mr Morely the baker in his Longfellow Road shop, helping to keep the books and doing counter work. Years later when Pam was 24 we were married in St Philip's Church - now no longer there.
The Salcombe Hotel was at one time owned by the formidable Mrs. Ryder. She could be seen in her latter years being escorted to and from The Ferry Inn by Mike Philpotts, a long-term hotel employee. Mrs Ryder had a bulldog, wore a silver bulldog brooch and it is remarkable how some people are said to resemble their pets....... The Hotel used to hold an afternoon party in the ballroom on ...see more
Hessle church was and is an example of fine architecture with one of the finest organs in the county. I joined the church choir and attended most services, we were paid for something we enjoyed. I remember weddings paid a half crown each. The church was well set for sound, the congregation could hear every word. When the organ was undergoing restoration the front pipes were taken away, some say they were stolen. The organist ...see more
When I came to live at Brough there were two shops, plenty of banks and churches and two pubs, the Buccaneer and the Ferry Inn. I visited both on numerous occasions. I worked at both the timber yard and what was then Hawker Siddleys. I was 25 years at Brough. I visited a month ago and didn't know it, the merger with Elloughton is amazing, the new housing is vast . It is not like the old Brough at all, though Station Road hasn't changed that much since the old days.
I walked and played down here. My aunty and uncle owned one of the house boats nearby and my father worked at Marshalls quarry/mill for a while. The area has changed a lot ,mostly to car parking. We rode our bikes round Little Swits and often visited Humberfield quarry to watch the train come out of the tunnel. There isn't much left of any of it now.
I think this was in the 1960s, whilst I was working for the Flight Simulator Firm in Crawley, REDIFON LTD, part of Redifusion Ltd. I became part of the team puttting on a charity show at this theatre for the Red Cross. It was called "MIDNIGHT MATINEE".It was a great event with Petula Clark, Arthur Haynes and many others. In the audience was Lavinia, the Duchess of Norfolk. I was on the lighting equipment. ...see more
I spent many happy hours down at the Haven, fishing and playing in general. I also collected coke from the gas house round the corner down what was then the weigh bridge, dodging the steam from the locomotives.
I was order boy for quite a few proprietors, one being Mallorys in Prestongate. This photo is slightly earlier.
This is the view looking east from the "house" I was in, PEELE A. We used to march into the dining hall, seen beneath the tower on the left, for our meals. We had a standard bearer carrying the house flag heading the squad. The building on the right in the foreground is the school chapel. The trees cannot be very old for the school was opened in 1902, having come down from London.
I would walk through the rose gardens after church and Sunday school.
My parents, Nancy and Tony Harris, managed the hotel at this time and whilst there I was born in Cromer, returning to live for a couple of years, before they took up another posting elsewhere. I do have vague memories of running around in the grounds and apparently found my way to the cliff path. I have visited Mundesley a couple of times during the last 15 years and agree that what a sad sight this once glorious building on top of the cliffs now looks
My mother Pamela Joan Jackson moved to North Weald from Leytonstone during the war with her parents John Arthur Jackson and Rose Lucy Jackson and her sister Rose. They lived at 23 Bassett Gardens. My aunt Rose married Pat Barry, had a son, John, born in 1939 and lived at 39 High Road, North Weald. I spent all my summer holidays visiting my grandparents and aunt and uncle, we lived in ...see more
Here's one for the football fans amongst you, playing and watching football on the ash tip opposite Hendreforgan School, bank holidays weekend the Legion vs the Band Club, seeing Bryn Allen (Welsh international, Cardiff City), Franky Voules, and after the match everyone would troop down the Griffin Inn (the bog) for a right knees up. Also I can remmber the old changing rooms where the community centre is now being used for an episode of the 1960s' series of 'Z Cars' on the BBC TV.
My nan, Florence Watts, owned the hotel before I was born. I remember playing in the garden with my great gran, Emma Smith.
Hello all you Yorkshire people, wherever you may now be... Here is a poem I wrote about good old York. Enjoy. Shopping in the Shambles on a snowy Christmas Eve Playing hide and seek in Acomb Wood Watching Andy Pandy by the fire in our front room Pear drops.. Rowntree's pastilles.. Yorkshire pud... Lupins and Sweet Williams, red Carnations, Wallflowers too Playing on the slide at Acomb Green Oak trees, raspberries, ...see more
A wealth of memories flood in: Saturday morning pictures followed by sausages from Clarkes, the Butchers made by "Uncle" Len Roblett with whom I and my brother were evacuated from London together with his wife "Aunt" Rosie and their sons Goosey & Dadle up Munday Dean. Visits to the sweet shop in old Dean Street. Sheltering from the Doodle Bug which landed at Bovingdon Green and visits to the Bathing ...see more
My name is Mark Goddard, I lived in Compton for 18 years. I was born in 1966 and I am now 43 years old. All my childhood memories are of my time growing up in this fantastic village. I was lucky enough to attend Compton School, being taught by some very strict but fair teachers who shall stay in my memories for life, until its sad closure. I will always remember the last day of school, all the ...see more
Department of building second year of a four year plumbing apprenticeship. As an sixteen year old just starting work Ewell Tec set the standards that I have tried to keep to all my working life.
I lived at Station Road in Murton and remember playing with my best friend, Doreen, down the bakery and in Windes Lodden. Does anyone remember my dad, Walter Simpson Smith, who was born at Cold Hesleden? I also went to Murton Girls Secondary School which is no longer there.
I was born in Irby 1940, and well remember the village, what a lot of changes have taken place. I too remember the cottage which preceded the library, and went to school with the young girl (very pretty) who lived there. I worked at Dawpool Farm, and would be interested to find any photos of the farm, or of anyone who had worked there, as I am trying to put my memories down in writing. Who remembers sledging ...see more
I am wondering if anyone remembers the school in Chagford at Holystreet Manor. I went to this school in the mid 1950s and at the time it was called St Brides, later to be re-named Holystreet Manor School with a change of Principal. I believe it closed down shortly after. I lived in Moretonhampstead at the time (my parents were managers of the White Hart Hotel) and used to catch a bus from Moreton to ...see more
At the outbreak of the Second World War in 1939 I was evacuated to Emery Down from Portsmouth. I was billeted with a very nice couple who lived in a cottage quite close to the church. The church was the centre of the village community with a thriving congregation and I was soon invited to join the choir, together with the other evacuees. It is a beautiful little church situated at the edge of the forest ...see more
I am researching my Great Grandmother Amy Jenkins and have information from her marriage lines that she was living at the Nags Head when she married George Thomas Roberts in 1896 but can find no further info on this no photos or anything, if you know of anyone who could assist me in this I would appreciate it . We believe from family word of mouth that Amy had been to South Africa and worked her passage back and she could have been the pianist at the pub.
The consensus in the Albert Inn is that the gent with a folded coat under his arm is Owen MacLening, with his nephew Bill behind him. The youngster with the bicycle could well be Andy MacLening, also nephews to Owen. Andy is currently (Jan 2009) barman in the Albert Inn.
We lived on the corner of the oval adjoining Burnt Oak Road in a flat, 53b, above what was at the time an empty shop. It was wartime and we used to ride our bikes around the empty shop. Out the back was a garden and there was an iron fire escape leading up to the back of the flat. I remember that the bakery on The Oval used a horse and cart for deliveries and if we had a penny we would go in and buy a sticky bun and for a ...see more
One cold Christmas Eve my brothers and I were out shopping with Mum. It was dark and we had just bought some tree decorations. I was excited, I was 6 years old. I saw a red light in the sky. My older brothers told me that it was Rudolph's red nose shining and leading Santa's sleigh. I believed and watched the light until it disappeared.
I am eight years old and walking to the Broadway to see my grandad who had the barber's shop next to the LEB showrooms just round the corner from Lion Road. I remember walking into the shop which had about three basins for shaving and hair cuts. He was there 40 odd years. The kitchen out the back was where my grandad lived and wooden stairs went into a bedroom. I remember the Library to doors down ...see more
There was a bakery here. We would come from school, Alma Road Secondary Modern, and ask for "Any stales" from the bakery. For 3d or so we'd get a big bag full of cream cakes, doughnuts etc. My favourite was the cream filled eclair. Most times the cakes weren't what I considered stale, I think the women in the shop gave us some of the fresh ones. Anyway we loved them. It wouldn't be allowed today. G.Jarrold
I lived at 253 Oxford Road in the 1950s. Visited the old house in 2006 while visiting from Canada.
I learned the game of snooker here as a young lad. My father was based in Catterick. I also learned to swim at the pool there.
My family moved here next to the garage in 1965, I would have been only a year old. We lived at Chestnut Cottage until about 1977 or 78. I remember the long hot summer of 1976 and work being done on the Malt House. My dad sometimes worked behind the bar in the pub next door as well as the garage. I used to walk the dog, Jason, that lived in the pub. We used to go for miles. The fun fair used to come in the ...see more
Having moved to the village with my family in 1965 I rememeber this to be the old forge and watching the blacksmith shoeing horses. Next door was the post office with a small telephone exchange and a phone box that would cost 2p to make a call.
In 1955 I was posted from Catterick Camp to Burniston Barracks Scarborough. I believe the barracks have now gone. It was sited on one of the best vantage points, over looking Peasholm Park, the castle, and views towards the harbour. I thought it was the best posting that I had during my two years as a National Serviceman. The strange thing that I was unaware of at the time, was that my great grandmother was ...see more
If Tony Landon/Passey or someone who knows him is interested he might like to know that he has a half brother and 2 half sisters who would like to hear of him. Please get in touch with noelle.southam@btinternet.com
I lived in Sutton when I was a very young child and my mum had a very special friend that we visited most days. We knew here as Grannie Cairnes. I remember going there and I remember going to the market where they had a great big talking parrot that we used to feed, I remember really looking forward to that. Then, as a teen, I remember going to Sutton shopping on Saturdays with my mates. I went for a quick look ...see more
I went to Carshalton High School for Girls from 1970-76. I wish knew then what I know now. I was a bit naughty at school, I wasn't the teachers' pet. I remember walking from Wallington to school through the duck ponds over the bridge at the old water mill, it used to frighten me to death in the winter dark nights and that. I also remember they used to have a fun fair in the park between the girls' and boys' schools, ...see more
I remember every sunny Sunday myself and group of friends inclusing Maria M, Susan, Jules and others, we used to walk from Carshalton and Beddington through to Purley to go to the open air swimming pool. It was a fantastic time. We would take a packed lunch and spend the day there, it was brill, a really great memory.
A close relative, Charles Passey, was in the police force in Abertillery. He married Doll Landon whose parents kept a shop there and I spent many a happy holiday with them in Abertillery in the mid 1930s. The shop was fascinating to me, a small girl at the time. Not only was it a tobacconist and newspaper shop, (oh those lovely smells) but there was also a small toy department and I was allowed ...see more
My first memory of the Infirmary is when I was four years old. I had my tonsils and adenoids removed because I was very, very deaf. After the operation I could hear but it would be many years before I learned that I only had hearing in one ear. When I was six I had another operation to remove a tumour from my neck. It was a long procedure and I was an in-patient for six weeks. I had my seventh birthday ...see more
When I was a pupil at 'Blackburn High School for Girls' we used to go to Blackburn Cathedral for the morning sevice on Speech Day. In those days the Cathedral was dark and dismal with masses of dark wood and lots of box pews. I particularly remember walking over what I believed were graves - scary to an eleven year old! We always sang the hymn 'Now Thank We All Our God' and I always associate that hymn with ...see more
I recall going out with a girl for quite a time who lived with her aunt in these cottages......they had been renovated then.......I'll keep the name secret for privacy
I recall as a kid jumping into the water from these platforms, and the call of the beach inspector over the load speaker system 'Attention on the beach and promenade, will the parents of guardians of XXXX please come to the beach inspector's office which is situated in the centre of the promenade'. Now who would lose their kids today!
Romilly Park not only housed the annual Barry Show, but often the circus, when real animals were allowed! Great to see the parade coming down Holton Road making its way to Romilly Park as "the circus comes to town" The Barry Show was altogether different, vegetables, flowers & horses. The best bit was the goodies we were given at the end of the show after doing St John Ambulance first aid duties there. Fond ...see more
As kids we'd sail our toy boats on the feeder to the lake. Simple pleasures, great fun, without computers !
Fish & chips from Harveys in Vale Street and a walk to Barry castle with the "girls", long time memories of Romilly Boys School.
This photo shows the Coningsby Almshouses and Chapel, in Widemarsh Street, Hereford, reputed to be originally a 'cell' of Dinmore Manor, a Commandary of the Order of St John in the 16 century. It fell into disrepair and was rebuilt by Sir Thomas Coningsby of Hampton Manor near Leominster from the stone of the Blackfriars monastary whose ruins stand behind the present day building. It was further ...see more
