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I visited Boynton Hall during my year long study abroad as an English Speaking Union Scholarship recipient to Wrekin College, in Wellington, Telford, Shropshire, during the academic year 1974/1975. At that time an architect, Mr Cooke and his wife were the owners of Boynton Hall. I had written to Mr. Cooke prior to my visiting the Hall at the suggestion of my elderly cousin ...see more
I was 11 when this photograph was taken and lived in Buller Street. The land where the Gypsy Moth was built had previously been a green space where a bonfire was held every November.
Top right side - corner flat. Wimpey Homes 1986 - Clydebank's Centenary year - flats collectively renamed Centenary Court
As children we used to play in the half demolished Tay Mill, and fish for tiddlers in the mill lodge. Our parents used to tell us to stay away otherwise Granny Green Teeth would get us.
Hello, my name is Andy Murfet. Thanks to this site I have just made contact with my school mate Martin Chapman, I am sure we will now stay in touch with each other. Martin has joged my memory with some other school mates, Rosemary White, another girl with the surname of Shaw, and a drama teacher with the surname of Jogo. BUT IF THERE IS ANYONE WHO WAS AT THE SCHOOL BETWEEN 1963-70 PLEASE GET IN TOUCH, ...see more
This photograph is of St Edmund Hall, affectionately known as 'Teddy Hall', which by common consent is the oldest seat of learning in the University of Oxford. Founded in the early 13th century by St Edmund of Abingdon, who lectured in the old church of St Peter in the East, which is now the college library. St Edmund later became Archbishop of Canterbury. Scholars of St Edmund Hall are renowned for their prowess ...see more
I went to Downshall school as it was then. It is vastly altered now. On the left of picture was a row of shops. First on the left was a greengrocers. Then the fish andd chips shop. Then Alberts Cafe, Balls the chemist. Then Leslie W Hubbard the hardware shop. Correct me if I'm wrong but that's not a bad memory going back to 1955. I lived round the corner in Norfolk Road at 128 and was late for school most ...see more
I had forgotten that the buses used to use the area in front of the abbey as a terminus. I lived in Selby from my birth in 1954 until 1972. I frequently caught a bus from the corner of Buller Street & Flaxley Road to school on Abbotts Road. Most of the buses in Selby were green, but the East Yorkshire buses were a regal shade of dark blue with a cream stripe.
I was a pupil here from 1960 to 68. Who can add to the following list of teachers? Mr Crossland (headmaster) Mr Taylor Mr Perry Miss Atkinson Miss Read (everyone was affraid of her) Miss Booth (she was not a teacher, but was loved by everyone) Miss Wormold
This photograph brings back so many memories. As a child I lived in Buller Street until 1972. I spent many happy Saturdays at the Ritz cinema, seen here in the right background. How civilised this looks. I recently went back to look at my "roots", Flaxley Road is now a traffic nightmare and the whole area is in decline. The only street which retains its charm is White Street.
What a delight to find this site and the photographs of Sutton Coldfield. I too have memories of a children's home but mine were of Watson House. From what I remember it was a big beautiful Tudor-built house, with the biggest in and out drive I have ever had the pleasure of being permitted to walk on without being chased off, the sound of the gravel beneath my child sized shoes always amused me. I often think ...see more
Hello, I have lived in Llanrumney most of my 55 years and would like to point out that I think the photo of Rumney rec. and Llanrumney Ave is the wrong way round.Viewed from where it is the avenue would bend from left to right. Regards, Nigel Coles
I saw the memories of the lady whose grandparents owned Levers butchers. I remember my mum taken me there when I was tiny to get steak and kidney etc. My mum died in 1974 so it was a long time ago.
I remember taking a walk in the Wynnstay Park in 1976,the famous drought year. I still live in Ruabon, but a lot has changed.
I used to sit and wait for the Number 11 bus, if I remember correctly on the bench facing the post office, and I am ashamed to say I never really took in the names on the war memorial or realized what they had done for us all. I now live in Holland and the next time I am in Stopsley for a visit I will look again at the names and remember.
I would love to hear from Sybil Merryweather's daughter, I don't know what happened, I did answer you, and any others who remember that time. Irwin Parker.
Hi Rosemary, Once again I found you very heplful, you sent me info on Princess Mary Homes. I followed it up and found them very helpful, only trouble is other people on same page (not covered by freedom of information) will have to wait for another couple of years until the next census to find out where she went when leaving the home. Thanking you once again for taking trouble to answer. Regards, Shirley (Ken Epps)
My husband and I used to go dancing in Cwmdu library, it used to be packed with people and we listened to live bands.
I remember Gittens high class grocery shop when it was in Hill Street, it then moved to 10-12 High Street, moving into Shakespears hardware shop. What I remember most was the aroma of the coffee being ground in a special machine. The staff were always friendly. The shop was taken over by Ernest George. I remember 'Minnie with the glasses' who I identified when I was about 5 years old, she had worked there for ...see more
I went to live in Nash in 1955 as a foster child. I attended Nash School from 1955 - 1958 when Mrs Jones was the headmistress. The school sadly closed in 1958 and we were moved to Burford School near Tenbury Wells. Life at Nash School was idyllic and we used to run through the lanes to school every day. When it snowed badly we stayed at home or were taken in by tractor! I still have a photo of us all on the day ...see more
My name is Steve Whitfield, we lived in Whitecroft (on the Crossroads) and that is where I grew up. Went most of my time to boarding school with my two brothers, dating back to the 1960s. My father was employed as Chief Accountant for Jas. Williamson in Lancaster (remember them?) and I have so many wonderful memories as a child, cycling down to Condor Bottom, or catching moles with dear old Mr Fox. John Cousins ...see more
Hiya to anyone who was at Langley School from the 1950s to 1961. All in all I spent most of my school life there. My friends there were Hilda Makin, who sadly died in the 1960s, Margaret, I think it was Green, Denise Holt, Lilly Clark, just to name a few. Also the boys, Partick Sisck, Trevor Jackson, Cyril Oxsey, Stanley Cordenly, Gerald Peel, Allan Jowett. I also remember David Both and not forgeting ...see more
William Leech moved from St Martins in the Field, London to 20 Duke Street, Chelmsford in 1794. There he started up his gun maker's shop. Later he moved to 3 &4 Tindale Street, Chelmesford. Percy Leech, the last family gun maker, trading under W Leech & Sons, sold the business about 1948. The new owners continued to trade from the shop in Tindale Street until 1984. W ...see more
Does anybody remember Julie Warren's dancing classes in the Lopping Hall? I was her cousin, Barbara Warren, and used to go to tap and ballet lessons every week. We used to have many concerts. Julie lived in Smarts Lane, and her dad Len was my dad's (Herbert) brother, and we lived further up in Smarts Lane, and my nan and grandad used to live at 80 Smarts Lane. I would love to hear from anyone who ...see more
I lived in Seaforth Avenue for many years living opposite the Elim Gospel Hall. I worked at Chessington Zoo for a while after leaving Beverley Central School, then worked at Carters Tested Seeds in the small seeds lab dept before joining the Royal Navy in 1949. The family left the area some years later for Shoeburyness/Chelmsford where some of them are still located. I am trying to obtain photos of Carters, a ...see more
Have written memoirs of boyhood of my 2 brothers and myself in Falconwood, Eltham and Welling. Did local newspaper rounds for Hutton's at Falconwood Station and carried his moneybags to Martin's Bank, Eltham High Street through the golf-links several times without problems; delivering papers in the dark near the cemetery was more scary! Later used to frequent the many pubs in High Street and ...see more
My family, the Coopers, lived in Spaldwick from 1800-1900 if not before. My great-great-grandfather, Daniel Cooper, was a baker, corn seed merchant and the registrar for births, deaths and marriages in the Spaldwick area. There are stained glass windows in Spaldwick church dedicated to him and his wife, Susan Jellis, and their children and four very prominent gravestones in the churchyard. His son married Ann ...see more
Absolutely loved my time at Mayplace County Primary! It is sn old cliche but they were best days of my education! Great atmosphere at the school - I remember two teachers, Mr Jakeways the headteacher and Mr Cooker my form teacher. We lived in Bexley but used to cut through Shenstone Park and in the summer go to the open air pool near the school (Martins Grove). I now live in NW England and work as ...see more
I spent my first Christmas away from home with the Murdoch family as I was invited by their daughter, Monica. I was in the ATS and a colleague of Monica in Ibex House, in the Minories. It was quite an experience for me and my first time going to Midnight Mass (at home my parents went and I had to stay home with my younger brother). It was frosty and I believe it had been snowing, but Mrs Murdoch made sure I was well ...see more
Who can forget the grim start to 1947? I was one of those arriving at RAF Padgate in March when after barely 2 weeks induction we were all sent back home and the place virtually shut down. No heating, washing in ice cold water and the country in the grip of a postwar fuelless and austerity freezeup. Hence my arrival at RAF C B in May and the subsequent mindless squarebashing months as ACH/GD lasted ...see more
I was born in Lower Shillingford (Shillingford Abbot) in 1939. My grandparents Francis and Jane Wakely lived in Rectory Cottage, Higher Shillingford (Shillingford St George). My grandfather was gardener at the rectory. He was also the sexton at the church, gravedigger, bellringer and caretaker at the church. At Christmas time we would walk from Lower Shillingford to Higher Shillingford a distance ...see more
My uncle and aunt lived here from roughly 1948 to 1958. We lived on Oare Common and visited them at the Castle regularly. In the living room was a large hook and apparently someone in the past was hung from the hook and has haunted the castle ever since. Another aunt lived at the top of the Castle, she was deaf and dumb. I remember lots of adders around the grounds.
My gran, Mrs Evans, used to live at Glansevern Lodge, a loveley old sandstone building with trees all around it, and big rhododenderon bushes. It was a long wallk from the pump we used to get water from up to the house. We used to have an old outside toilet 20 yards from the house, which was very cold to get to in winter. At the rear was a smallholding and a sheep dip on the back lane past the river and on up to ...see more
I was at the old Salfords school from 1951 to 1957 just before it moved to the new site in Copsleigh Avenue. We started in Miss License's class where I remember playing in sand trays and writing on slates. She was a very kind teacher. The playground was small but we used to play all sorts of games there; conkers, marbles, making house layouts from leaves and racing cars. I remember one very icy day we ...see more
We lived with my grandmother who was not in good health. My dad worked at Lebus Furniture Factory in Tottenham and would cycle every day to work. Then he came into some money and bought a car. In the harsh winters of those days he would stick a small oil lamp under the car so that it would not freeze. Horror - he even stockpiled petrol in the shed during the Suez Crisis but only a small can. Christmas ...see more
On this picture you can see the steps used by the ferry man from the 1920s to the 1940s. He used a pole to steer the punt from the Bury bank to the Amberley bank. The punt was attached to a chain which stretched across the river lying on the bottom. The fare in the late 1940s was a theepenny piece. The ferry man was my 'Uncle' Bob Dudden, who took up the duties of ferryman when he left the Navy after ...see more
My father Ron Burchell worked at the shop seen in this photograph. The Burchell family had lived in the village for generations. The owner of the shop was Edward Grinstead and his wife Millie who was my godmother. We lived at the thatched Old Cottage behind the hedge on the left. My dad had been a shop boy here before he joined the RAF in the 1920s. When he left the RAF in 1946 he worked ...see more
My family the Beards used to run the mill in the 1800s. They also had the shop on the green which was there for over three hundred years.
My memories are a little vague but my family come from Tillingham. The family name is Hammond and my great-great-grandfather had a blacksmith's shop there in the High Street, it was there untill fifteen years ago but has now been redeveloped. I have many personal photos of my family but would be interested in anybody who had more photos or memories to share of this wonderful Essex village.
My good memories of Whitton are of Woodlawn Crescent, I had a good friend who lived there and I used to help him repair cars. Mike sadly has passed away now and I have lost contact with his wife, Sheila. We used to have a great time together. They had a Vespa and I had a Vauxhall Cresta. We used to go down to Swanage where Mike's parents lived. Well sad but I wish I had contact with Sheila again. Allan Stevens.
I can remember my Aunt Marjorie working in the Home & Colonial in the Marketplace. I used to sit in my pram outside and she would bring me something nice. I can still remember the smell of the cheeses and hams.
I was born in May 1945, in Green Street Green - Highfield Avenue, and moved to Woodside, Chelsfield in 1949. I lived there until I married in 1966, so I have clear memories of Crown Road. Two roads led off Warren Road up to Crown Road, they were Edith Road and Albert Road. I have a clear memory of the house on the corner of Edith and Crown, owned by a family called Liberter? Mr Liberter had green houses where he grew ...see more
I left school in June 1969 and worked at Albert Watter's farm in Dalton Pava . I delivered milk with one of his sons - sorry, can't remember his name. The delivery vehicle was a horse and cart. I can remember the horse's name though, she was called Dolly. We used to deliver milk to East Herringthorpe.
I went to Woolsery School for a few months in 1948. We lived on a farm called Little Walland, and walked to school, about a mile. I went back this year, after a 60 year gap, and remembered the school immediately. I found the farm, with help from the villagers, and once again remembered it straight away, little change having taken place to the house. The old cow shed is still there, even some of the cob walling remains. Sadly no photos that far back. Ken Elliott
My family used to travel from the countryside of Lanarkshire into Glasgow almost every weekend to visit our Granda in Carnwadric. I loved going from the centre of town out to Carnwadric in the tram and being able to 'turn' the seats for its return journey. Happy days.
I have a long line of ancestors from the Jarrett and Maisey families who were born in Long Hanborough. James Maisey, born in 1852, was originally a game keeper who became landlord of the Bell Inn in the late 1880s. He and his wife Mary Ann (my great-great aunt) had at least ten children. Among them was Frederick Thomas Maisey, who joined the Police Force and worked in Romford, where he met his ...see more
In 1949 I was a pupil at Wrens Warren Camp School near Colemans Hatch. The school was housed in long huts which I believe to have been used in the war. It was a school for children who had been ill and needed some form of convalescence whilst still able to attend lessons. The headmaster was a Mr Punch, and the head for the girls was a Miss Hoad. We slept in long dormitories and the whole place was quite austere. I would love to hear from any other member who was there.
I was in school in Long Sutton and worked part time for Phillip Stow the butcher. I had to go round customers' houses in the morning and take orders for their meat requirements. I then went to school. After school I had to deliver the orders on a trade bicycle with a basket on the front. The local supermarket was I believe Fine Fare. I always remember a little three-wheeler coming and parking ...see more
I used to work in the florist across the road from the police station. Did a lot of window shopping on the way home.
I remember living in Cowbit and went to see jailhouse rock in the Odeon cinema. Never saw the end of the film because the last bus went to early! I was in the Gleede boys school in 1960-1961 I then moved to Long sutton and the Peele school.
I lived at No 3 Llanfaes Estate from being 6 weeks of age. Our home was one of thirty prefabs built after WW2 for workers at the Saunders Roe factory that was built during the war to service and modify flying boats. As a child I remember the later torpedo boats and mine sweepers and their launchings onto the Menai Straits. I loved the countryside there and still believe it is scenically the finest part of Anglesey. ...see more
My grandad and grandma were Thomas and Margaret Burn, who had 3 childen, Jack (my dad), Jean and Marion. .Jack married Mary, Jean married Benny and Marion married Ralph. We lived in Grant Street and grandad and grandma lived in East Street. My grandad was a miner and my grandma was a county council councillor. There were 2 shops, a post office and a fish and chips shop, a school, and a hut which dances would be held ...see more
I too have many memories of Stanford-le-Hope. I was born in Orsett hospital. My mother came from South Wales whilst my father came from Ashford in Middlesex. The reason they came to live here was my aunt and uncle already lived here. My uncle had lived here most of his 95 years. His mother used to teach at Stanford Primary School in Corringham Road and he went on to teach at St Chads in ...see more
Before we were married my then fiance used to live on the Birmingham road and this scene was on my route home often around midnight. Then it was in the process of change from the road works that resulted in the ring road. The scene resembled terrific desolation and required careful negotiation of the canal bank being unlit and very slippery. In 2006 we rented a canal cruiser and wanted to stay here ...see more
I attended HillTop School from 1962-67 where I received an excellent, if a trifle ad-hoc, education. Several of my teachers were what one might call 'eccentric': Mr Turner, the science master, taught his subject via the medium of pigeons! A keen pigeon-fancier himself; he illustrated almost every aspect of science through some reference to pigeons, their welfare, and/or their abilities. As many of my ...see more
I arrived in 1953 to live with my father and stepmother in Marbury. I have very mixed feelings of my life here. The countryside was beautiful, my love of nature and animal life has never left me. Bill's lawns (our name for the beautiful gardens outside the hall) was our playground and I new every rhododendron bush, yew tree and of course the three big beeches between the hall and the mere. The fountain in summer ...see more
My pal Stanley Ponting lived in Newton Street, Abercanaid. I visited there in 1960 and 1980, and more recently his daughter, after conferring with me, has fulfiulled her long held desire to see where her dad lived during his evacuation in WW2. Other boys including Roy Caterick, Norman Smissen, Ray Kennedy, Roy Partington, Ernest Cakebread and his brother all spent time in the Merthyr Valley. Memories both good and bad flood back to mind.
My grandfather Ernest Ladd, born Eastry 1878, is buried in the churchyard. Although as a child when visiting my grandmother we would tend the grave and put flowers on it, I only have a vague recollection of its location. My mother and father were married at the church in 1938 (at that time the family lived next to the Andrews family in the High Street), as were her brothers and sister. All Ernest Ladd's children ...see more
Not sure but my great grandad may have owned/run this inn back then
Towards the end of 1968 my husband had to complete a year's site experience and his placement was at Kiddie. We left our home in Kent and moved up. After searching for rented accommodation we were lucky enough to be able to rent a council flat on the 11th floor of the blocks of flats down at Hoo. We moved in and I went to the job centre looking for work. They had nothing and I was ...see more
My name was Jennifer Barnett and I attended Rosary Priory in the 1950s. One of my memories is of the nuns teaching us the 'facts of life' which consisted of being told to always wear dresses with sleeves and never to sit in the back row of the pictures .... no reasons were given. I also remember having to wear white gloves to school, having a nun at the gate to make sure we were all correctly ...see more
I remember going to Captain Cooks Museum that year. I don't quite remember the walk up the hill. We went through the quaint little museum. Its at that point, I guess when my father and mother lingered to see more of the museum, and me and my siblings wandered out and back down to our camper. I remember going down the hill, and it was quite a twisty path, and buying a bag of cockles from a ...see more
I have a cousin living in Danby. She was Pamela May Broomfield. She married a chap with the last name of Murphy. She was a Pharmacist, the last time I knew of her. It would be great to hear from her again. Last I knew her father Ken, sent a photo of the home she lived in, in Danby, with her zoo of animals.
I visited Ilfracombe in 1977, and wanted to go to Lundy Island, but my father didn't want to go. I bought nearly all the Lundy Island stamps at the time in the post office on the High street of Illfracombe. It was the exact time of Elvis Presley's death, and I remember all the English newspapers showing his death. I guess everyone in the post office was too stunned, to watch what they were doing. I still ...see more
I remember going to Pocklington, in the effort to find family from our family tree. We went to Bishop Wilton. But, in browsing in Pocklington, we found out about the Flying Man of Pocklington. He said he could fly, and went up to the top of the highest building in the village at the time, which was the church, tied a rope to his leg, just in case, and proceed to fly off the top. He went to the extend ...see more
I remember our first trip to Redcar on our trip to England. The Penny Arcades were our amusement for the day. It was the old pennies, the large ones. You would insert them in the machine, and they would roll down on their edges, to another pile of pennies. And you would hope your penny would tip the rest of the pennies, and you would get a win, with a large amount of pennies returned in the bucket at the bottom. There ...see more
My father's family came to Middlesborough at the time of the Pig-Iron. He came from Worcestershire, around Lye. His name was Robert Jepson. He had 4 sons and 1 daughter. Charles Jepson, being my great grandfather. Fred Jepson, his son being my grandfather. Fred and his brother Frank were professional footballers for Spennymoor United Football Club, and received a medal medallion which hangs on a necklace. I still ...see more
My father, Dennis Jepson, lived in Hilton, at the time the Manor was still in operation. He remembered having to doff your hat to the Lord of the Manor, if he were seen in the streets of Hilton. My father was about 8 at the time of his life there. He lived with his mother, Eva Jepson, and Eva's Uncle Jimmy Welford. They lived in the Post-office, and the buildings behind it. Eva worked at the post ...see more
It always felt great to be in the town of Kerry. It was the halfway stop to our holiday in a Towyn caravan with no toilet. Dad always used to make a joke of visiting the Toilidoos. He could not pronounce the Welsh version. The old rattling Hillman Hunter estate always pulled up outside those famous bogs year in year out. My last chance to use an inside lavatory for fortnight ,whoopy do! Mother would have the back ...see more
Hello. I used to live on Berkeley Ave. I remember the parade of shops. There was a row of Co-op shops, baker, butcher, mini market and I think a green grocer. After the shops was an alley where there was a milk company, I think that was Co-op too. Then there was radio rentals, the TV hire shop. Can't remember after that. Then somewhere in between was an opticians. After the Berkeley Heritage building there was ...see more
My uncle 'discovered' Polzeath in the 1930s ,it must have been wonderful to come across such a lovely place after London. My parents went there during the war, I imagine it was a real haven for them in those turbulent times. I have visited there now for over 50 years, though now I always go out of season as it is too popular now in the summer holidays. I have great memories of spending every summer there, we usually ...see more
Mr grandparents lived at 80 Dudley Road. This property was many years earlier a public house (I think it was called the Raven or the Blackbird). It was next to the railway line. To this day it has helped to give me a love of steam engines. I remember the Christmas tree was at the top end of the high street (later it was moved to the Cross). The Clifton cinema had been converted to a toy store, it was like an Aladdin's cave. ...see more
Born at Orsett hospital in 1950, I remember many things about Stanford. My father was from east London, my mother from rural Essex. They settled at no. 8 Central Road, just round the corner from Barclays bank. Stanford and Corringham were not adjoined then, as they were two villages with an expanse of fields between them, including the old army camp (disused). I remember the cattle market where the ...see more
I moved to 11 Little Road when I was three. Opposite our little Victorian house was the playground, attended everyday by a lady who used to sit in her little hut and make tea. The road was a cul de sac, two rows of Victorian terraced houses, our semi detached 2 up 2 down house, and then a detached house at the top of the road. It must have been very old, thinking back the date it was built, probably around ...see more
Home Farm has been in the Simpson family for many generations. My family and I spent many happy holidays over the years with my aunt and uncle, Lena and Maurice Simpson. I have such wonderful memories of haymaking, milking cows etc, and attending the church on a Sunday. My memories include the super people whom I met when I first came to Marske in 1951 - Jenny & Willie Fawcett, Percy Fawcett, Mrs Welbourne who ...see more
I have been stationed at Tooting Police Station since 2005. We will soon all be moving to Earlsfield Police Station, along with officers from Lavender Hill and Wandsworth Police Stations. Many of the rooms in Tooting Police Station are no longer used and have been locked up. Has hardly changed a bit since that photograph was taken though. We don't have a 'Whiskey-3' anymore. Only 'Whiskey-1' and ...see more
I was a foreign exchange student at Brookfield School in 1984-85. Coming from Mexico I found the place to be a completely different planet from what I was used to at home. I must say that year was one of the happiest and most exciting in my whole life. I am now 40. I was there when the school was taken over by another administration. Later I learned that it had disappeared due to ...see more
My grandfather was GM of Glory Mill in the early 1900s. My father and his siblings were raised in a house located on the grounds. There were four brothers and all served in the British Army in WWI. The oldest (called Harry) died in 1917 near Theassalonica and is buried there. Joe was the next to youngest brother. (My father was the youngest.) He died at the battle of ...see more
My dad Harry Kitchener Stacey worked part time as a bar man at the Duke. I remember coming on the bus from Bartly Green in the afternoons, sometimes after finishing his shift, dad would take me to the afternoon movies just around the corner.
