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I also remember Chattin and Horton shop in Brierley Hill high street yes, it was a very exciting store especially at Christmas. I was six years old and my sister who was four years older saw a lovely toy baby grand piano in the window. She said to my mother that Judith would love that piano for Christmas. That Christmas morning the piano was there waiting for me. I was over the moon, happy days!
About 1943 - disabled Spitfire landed 30 yards from beach opposite Golden Hind cafe and just beyond hotel on right. 3 or 4 chaps stripped off, swam out and pulled pilot from aircraft. I hope pilot survived but don't know if he did. Does anyone know?
Every year the Carnival passed through the Square, I remember being on the float with the Trawsfynydd Queen 1971/72? I have a photo of my Mum, on a float in the Square, when she was little (that would be 1951/52?) and a photo of my younger brothers and cousin walking behind the floats all in fancy dress. The Square in Trawsfynydd is also where I used to stand each morning to catch the bus to school in Blaenau Ffestiniog. I only lived in Trawsfynydd for three years but the memories are many.
I am not quite sure of the year, but I attended Radlett Girls School which was at the bottom of Loom and the A5. I used to walk to and from school, sometimes through the village and up Aldenham Road. I passed shops and old Mr Allen who was a cobbler would be sitting in the window mending shoes and would wave to me. My birth family have lived in Radlett for over a hundred years the surname is Picton and all but one ...see more
If the pub was in High Street, Hampton Wick, could it have been: The Forester's Arms, the Railway Tavern, The Rose and Crown, The Swan, The White Hart, or perhaps The Old Kings Head at the end of Sandy Lane.?
Re: the Regent Cinema razed to the ground for a garage. Before it was a cinema, it was... a garage. Really, it was a coachworks called Twickenham Motorworks which was a coachworks. This belonged to my grandfather, Jotham Harrison and his brother Edwin. The business had about 12 people working at one time. They had engines and wheels and chassis and put the bodies on afterwards for the cars and carpets in ...see more
I attended KGS from 1952 - 1959. The Old Grammar School seen in this picture had long been replaced by a much larger building in Westville, Kingsbridge. For the first couple of terms, I remember walking in file from Westville, past the railway station, to this building where we sat on long benches and ate our school dinners. It is a handsome building and now houses the William Cookworthy Museum.
This view shows Customs Quay and out of sight on the right is the Customs House. Mrs Florrie Gasson and her husband lived in the building and she would make a great show to the visitors of feeding the swans. A flock of 20 or so would swim in the water looking for her and she called each one by a different name. I can remember sitting here with my friend Michael H when film-makers arrived to shoot a washing ...see more
I remember that The Green Howards (Army) did a renovation on the church some years ago. It could be anywhere between 1960 / 1970 ish, but I do remember that as a philatelist, a First Day Cover was issued and I bought one. Unfortunately I sold on my collection, so can't pinpoint that event. I know that they did a great clean up job, whitewashing the inner church and doing a general tidy up. I have recently been ...see more
This year we came over to England from Africa - so first impression of England was this suburban town, the majority of habitants were Jewish; close community, just like our Indian community. Most of my friends were Jewish. The atmosphere and smells were of Jewish cooking. My friends' fathers were also businessmen, so I related to them. During my school days, I read Anne Frank's Diary, I am David and watched Fiddler on ...see more
Hi, I remember September 4th 1969, my first sight of Heswall Childrens Hospital where I commenced my nursing career as a cadet. It was exciting and terrifying. On the way over from Liverpool with my mum we had to take the bus, ferry, bus, it seemed a long way from home. It was my little brother's birthday and we had left him crying back in Walton as I left. On the bus from Birkenhead I met Bernie and Brenda ...see more
In among my family genealogical records is a note that an ancestor of mine named Richard de Berecrofte gave lands to Kirkstall Abbey in the 12th century. I am SO looking forward to visiting the Abbey next year and taking my own pictures of it! It is my understanding that my ancestors left the Cliviger area about 1650 for Boston, MA. I am retiring next year and have lived most of my ...see more
It was in the 50's and I was only a little girl. My grandparents lived across the road in Vine Place. We had a yard and the fair used to put up there each winter. We were always in the hospital, so clean, so nice you never got turned away. My cousin who is one year older than me was in there with 'yellow fever', she was only 8 years old. I remember standing outside on the grass by the door making her laugh, then one ...see more
My husband's ancestors John & Ann Archer were Innkeeper's of this Inn in Bradwell in the 1850's. They lived here until their deaths in 1879 & are buried in St.Barnabus Churchyard. They both originally came from Kirkburton West Yorkshire & at one time were Tollkeepers for nearby Mytham Bridge Toll Road.
I used to live with my family in the Black Horse Pub from around 1963-1965. I left just after starting secondary school. I still live in Wiltshire and often drive through Tilshead for a trip down memory lane. I am now in my early 50's but have many memories of my time there. Most notably my time spent in the little school in the village - just two classrooms. I have seen photos of Tilshead now and nothing much seems to have changed.
I remember the creaky stairs and stodgy atmosphere of Central Preparatory so well, even though it's now 44 years since I last heard the sterling tones of Mrs Kilshaw resounding through the classroom. Miss Backhouse was my personal favourite: a gentle, caring teacher who had the patience others seemed to lack. I still live locally (Ossy) and occasionally wander round the area where the noble old building that began ...see more
In my youth (1950s) the lock on the right was know as Groves lock. Mr Groves hired out boats in the summer months and his house was to the right rear of this picture. The river divides here, with the river going of to the left. You used to be able to row a boat down there until you came to a weir. The land in the centre of the picture was owned by Mrs May and her son. Their big house was behind the trees. It still remains.
I never knew there was such a place spelt exactly like my surname. I have been there twice in my life and purchased a book on Langrish. It made very interesting reading. I visited the village in 1987 and again in 2006. I found some changes in the village. Looking forward to visiting your little village again very soon.
I was born in Eastbourne Road, in a house opposite the sand pits and the common. My name was Wendy Mitchell. With my sisters and brother I would spend hours picking bluebells and primroses and climbing trees there. At the bottom of our garden across a small field was Leigh woods which had a stream running through it. We would cross the stream via a fallen tree at what was known as Diana's ...see more
Our house was at the end of the private cul-de-sac. "Rustwick".. Lived there until we moved to Brisbane, Australia, in 1967. I well recall climbing the Rocks, and the Penny Candy Store?.. I recall the sherbet filled wafers "Flying Saucers", ... always a treat! Great memories, a wonderful place to grow up - safe, yet great for exploring! Greg, Long Island, New York
A St Marychurch lad I lived in Hampton Farm Cottage, Hampton Farm, Hampton Lane, St Marychurch, Torquay, Devon. I had been away from Torquay for several years - Army Service, etc....... but did eventually return to find that a BY PASS had been cut through the Farm area and there it was in front of me... the road by passing St Marychurch.... but no Farm and no House... not a trace... except for perhaps ...see more
A St Marychurch boy, I lived at Hampton Farm Cottage, St Marychurch... and I can still smell the tar and the salt from old fisher and other boats pulled up on Oddicombe beach... and I can still feel the beautiful shining pebbles.... Together with my friends Brian and Roy - just two of many wonderful pals - we would spend school holidays at the back of Hampton Farm, scrumping apples, making camp among ...see more
My memories are the happy times I spent as a child at the lido. We had little money, just a bottle of water and dry bread and jam on a Sunday morning and fun in the Lido. I well remember Harry Wood the baths attendant. He used to let us stay over our time. My brothers used to throw me in -- I soon learnt to swim -- yes happy days. Renee Greenwood nee Cobb
Iris was my partner and Sid was our mad white poodle. We first had a holiday from 1995 and we liked everything we encountered, the people mostly, whatever we did it was good. We hired a chalet owned by Jim Coker. Sue was his partner and she managed things for him. We used to go to the auctions and the boot sales further afield, but the good feeling was getting back to Dymchurch for Iris to feed the horses ...see more
The building in the corner was Brighton Teacher Training College. The building at right angles in the distance was a hotel. My mother Florence Starkey was studying in the Teacher Training College top floor and looked out of the window across the angle into the side window of the curved bay hotel window to see a woman hovering strangely in the shadow of the back of the room. Their eyes met. She looked ...see more
I was a member of the choir. In the 1930's and throughout the war years the church would be packed for the morning service every Sunday. As a child I used to look forward to the Magic Lantern shows put on by the vicar Mr Sharpe. These occurred after Evensong. The Catholics of the village came in after the sevice and were welcome to see the presentation. Mr Sharpe had been a missionary at some time in ...see more
I was born in Godstone in Ivy Mill Close, just the other side of the Green. I walked to the primary school along the Bay Path. My Gran lived in St Mary's Almhouses right opposite the school and I would go there for lunch. The chapel attached to the almhouses is beautiful. I was married in St Nicholas' Church adjacent to the almhouses. The village has now changed a lot. I remember going to Sylvie ...see more
I lived in Morden from the age of 3 to the age of 16. What I really remember is that I made model aircraft of many different kinds which I used to fly in Morden Park. I used to cycle to "Normans Model Aircraft" shop in Kingston Road, Wimbledon to buy my supplies and spend many, many happy hours building the aircraft. I used to fly them until it was too dark to see them and return home happy - even if they had crashed, ...see more
I am a New Zealander, as my more recent ancestors have been for more than one and a half centuries. My ancestors had emigrated from Highworth twice during the 1800's - firstly to Australia for 9 years with the new Australian Agricultural Company in the early 1820's ...and, then back to Highworth. In 1841 they again emmigrated, but this time permanently to NZ. Descendant families have been in NZ ever ...see more
My mother and my step-father lived in the flat above Strattons from about 1965? They loved it there and were very upset when they had to leave. Their names were Alec and Pam Munday. He worked as a plumber for Strattons. He died about ten years ago but my mother lives in Godalming now. My aunt Wendy Jones still lives in Churt in Green Hanger, and my uncle Danny Jones works in the Crossways Pub sometimes. ...see more
As a child in the late 1950's and early 1960's, I and a whole bunch of mates used to go to the Regal cinema on Saturday mornings. We went through the town park as the most direct route and would often stop off on the way back to fish for minnows and sticklebacks in the lake. During the winter of the big freeze (1963 I think) the lake froze over and the sight of all that frozen water acted like a magnet. Before ...see more
Ledsham station was on the Hooton - Chester line. On the railway bridge at the end of Ledsham Road you can still see the glazed tiles that were part of the interior of the entrance building. The 'Cheshire Yeoman' across the road was originally called the Station Hotel. The station itself was quite large (4 platforms) though most of this has been filled in and is now covered in part by the Welsh Road.
Your memory from Clive. Was that Clive the Co-op milkman? I lived in Fortescue Road during the 50s and 60s and I used to wait on the corner of Fortescue Road and Watling Avenue early in the morning waiting for Clive to come along and, with luck, if he didn't have a milkboy I would get the job and the half a crown that came with it. If Clive had a milkboy for the day I would wait an hour or so for Arthur the Express ...see more
We moved to Brighton in 1959 and my parents Pat and Jim Webb bought a house here after spending their honeymoon here (lived in Dulwich). I remember when there were very few cars parked in the road and we could always play safely out on the street. Nowadays cars are parked top to tail in both directions! We lived at no 3 and there used to be a big field behind our house and my brother and I would go scrumping ...see more
The building shown on the right of this photo was Benfleet Yacht Club's boatshed. The clubship is the large, dark boat moored near it. When I was a child, we used to swim in the Creek from the slipway at the Yacht Club. We could swim whilst the tide was coming in, but had to get out as the tide turned before the stuff from the sewage outfall got washed downstream to the Yacht Club!!!!
The pub on the right of the road shown in this photo used to be called 'The Crown'. In the late 1960s/early 1970s a lorry driving down this hill jack-knifed and demolished the front of the pub. After the building was repaired, the name of the pub was changed to 'The Half Crown'.
The bridge that this photo was taken from used to open so that boats could get through it to the Yacht club. The Yacht club had to be moved downstream of the bridge before the new, non-opening bridge was built.
I became landlady of The White Swan as it was then, with my husband Gordon, who has since died. It had previously been run as an up market restaurant, but had not been successful. We concentrated on the village life, bringing the community together. Introduced bar skittles, darts, and instead of the restaurant, kept to plain English home-made cooking. We always had a themed New Year party, and people would be ...see more
I grew up in Kirkcaldy and this castle and its grounds was a great mass of interesting places to hide, climb and explore. It was in effect our playground between the years of 1984 through to 1988. Even the local high school (Viewforth) used the park grounds to the left of the castle and still does for cross country.
I am looking for information about Sarnesfield in the 1700s and about the court house. Also, as I live in Canada and do not know much about the British law system, I would need to know how the courts operated in those years. What I need to know is about the size of the town, prominent citizens, marketplace and anything else you could tell me about Sarnesfield. Or where I could obtain this information. This is ...see more
Did Ledsham actually have a station? I've seen photos of what is titled Ledsham Station, but I've also seen a photo titled, 'Little Sutton, c. 1906' with a lovely sign above the building in the photo saying '1909', which has lead me to distrust photos from the past somewhat. I've tried Googling for information on the station, but I cannot for the life of me find anything about it to see if it exists. The ...see more
I remember Clapham High Street well. My mum worked in Lyons Tea Shop that stood next to the bank. It turned into the butcher shop. I remember meeting my mum, she would have all left over cakes. We thought it was great - all the sticky buns and gingerbread men. It was memories of my childhood.
I lived in Kirby Hill for one year from 1965 to 66, I was a 13 year old boy. I absolutely loved my time there and have many happy memories. My Mother and Father bought the Shoulder of Mutton in 1965 taking myself and brother Frank ( then aged 7) to live in this fantastic area of North Yorkshire. My Father in fact was responsible for creating the restaurant area from what was then the beer ...see more
Great times were had at the river at the bend as we children called it, we would make mud slides down the banks. What fun we had. There was always a good crowd there on a Sunday afternoon, but now its all quiet, no swimmers, the bend has long since gone.
My mother has a copy of this photo on her wall. She remembers a photographer asking to take the photo and then sent them a copy that was printed as a postcard (She still has the original card which I enlarged and printed for her many years ago). I am told that the 2 ladies pushing the prams are my grandmother (Peggy Prebble) and her twin sister (Elsie Cheshire). The girl in the middle is my mother, Patricia Margaret and the girl in the pram is her sister Joyce.
Oh yes, the War was on during this time. Shops were open their regular hours. The locals bought their necessities and everyone came and went as usual. The general feeling was 'To Hell With Hitler, we will carry on regardless'. This also meant birthdays for children went on like normal. My aunt from Manchester, Auntie Burley, came to visit us at Buckhurst Hill. While here she would help celebrate ...see more
This image of Prudhoe and the Tyne Valley is very interesting because the Northern or Ovingham side has not changed greatly. Field boundaries etc are as I look at. But the southern side where the photographer stood is now and has been since the 1970s a mass of houses. Prudhoe Castle First School is probably somewhere in the near aspect of the view.
I was born in East Harlsey in 1946 and was educated in the village school which of course is now a private house, or is it two. I remember there being two classrooms and, if my memory is correct, the teacher was a Mrs Lyle?? I seem to remember we called her "jam pot". At that time the shop was run by a Mrs Topham, not sure of the spelling. My grandmother was the caretaker of the village hall as she was for about ...see more
I was born and bred at home, 19 Newall Street Salford 5, in 1960. A small street just off Eccles New Road near to Cross Lane. I often sit and remember the tight, cobbled streets where we played Rallyheaveho, Football and Kick Ball Hide. All the kids, all the time, we just loved playing......Robbers Knock, a game that would get us a clip round the lughole if we got caught!..'The Purse Trick' was our ...see more
My mother is now 86 years old and her short term memory is failing fast. She can remember things from her childhood more easily. She was born in Silver Street, Milverton in 1921, the daughter of Percy Frank Moore and Hilda Winter. Percy was a local baker and he would take her on his bike to deliver bread around the village. She says she played in an area of land called the "the Kill". Percy was later persuaded to ...see more
The Marine Parade East is where the Geisha Hotel is on the corner of Orwell Road. This photo is of the road in about 1955 and the hotel can just been seen along the road on the left.
The Royal Hotel was built in about 1872 and was still a hotel right up to about 1994 when the building became disused and went into a bad and poor building!!! But in 2007 the building has now been started work on to restore it to how it used to be back in the 1960s and 70s and is going to cost around the £10,000,000 mark.
My father was one of the local butchers, Jack Grigg. He and my mother ran the shop opposite the church. My grandfather was John Charles Grigg who lived at a house called Mount View at the bottom of Rose Hill. When my father was born he was living at no. 9 Station Road. My greatgrandfather, Charles Rogers Grigg lived at Canal Cottages between the canal and Bailey's corn store. My great-great ...see more
Interesting seeing the comment about Lee Tower Ballroom, I also have many memories as my Dad played in the Tower Band. The band was Bert Sharps Band and my Dad was Harry Weston, Tenor Sax and Clarinet. If my memory serves me well, the drummer was an ex-Marine bandsman called "Nobby" who I sometimes sat with as a lad, pianist was Jack Grist and trumpet was Danny Deveraux whose son by a great coincidence, I served in the army with in 1963.
I will continue with some information on the businesses in St Blazey around 1950. Station Road, starting with no. 1. Grigg's the butchers, the house where I was born and the shop run by Jack Grigg. The next business, no.3 Station Road was the fish and chip shop run by Everett Turner and his wife. I remember the coal fired range and the white tiled top tables for the sit down meals. The next business, no.13, ...see more
Risca, was the town where I was born, under the shadow of Tymbarlm. I could see the fields leading to the mountain from my bedroom window, in Fernlea. The canal bank was where I would ride my pony Silver. All my memories of Risca are very happy ones, it was home and my childhood.
As a native of St Blazey, I would like to write about the businesses there at the time. The first shop on the church side " The International Stores", a fine shop managed by Mr Vincent, who also owned the newsagents in Station Road. Next to "Star" (the name used by locals for the International, because it was originally the Star Tea Company) was Barlow's cycle shop. Next the shop of the Best brothers, ...see more
I found when researching the 1901 census that members of my husband's family worked at the Asylum. My husband's grandfather, Alfred Charles (Charlie) Southern worked there until his death in 1944. His job was described as "Mental Nurse". Charles' sister Glen Dora also worked there as did his mother Anne and other relatives. Some were described as laundresses. I wondered whether they actually worked in a laundry at the asylum or whether they did laundry for the asylum at home.
Very sketchy memories - maybe someone will fill the blanks. My father was RAF at the Wellington bomber base. I lived for a short period in a single row of cottages, near the base and a railway line. I had to cross the line over a small bridge to go to a school just the other side. My parents were show-biz people and used to entertain workers at a nearby factory. I was also part of the first Scout troupe formed - 1st Colwich ...see more
What a wonderful site. These photos bring back so many lovely memories. From this one I can see the house I grew up in (34 High St) and my Dad's cinema. This photo was taken the year that I was born. I can also see the hospital that I was born in. I miss Berkeley, it will always be home. I now live in Western Canada and there are no towns here anywhere near as perfect as this one. Hi to all who I know, if you ...see more
King John's Palace is the oldest residence in the village of Colnbrook and has been listed by English Heritage as a Grade II* property because of its age and historic interest. It pre-dates Tudor times to about the 13th century and was visited by Queen Elizabeth I and indeed King John stayed in the footprint area of this nice thatched home/hunting lodge on his way to sign the Magna Carta. The 'palace' is ...see more
The day rock 'n' roll singer Eddie Cochran was killed, I went around London and had my picture taken on Eros, then in the evening I went with my friend to see Adam Faith on stage. It was a sad day because of the death of Eddie C. but we did enjoy Adam F. I also took a picture of a young 'bobby' which I still have to this very day. I was a teenager at the time. Great memories!
The low building to the right was the shop of George Mercer - Bootmaker, the building on it's right with the large chimney was the home of my Great Grandfather Henry Mercer who expanded into 2 then 3 of the cottages as his family grew ( 10 children). Henry worked on the opposite side of the common at the woodyard. The man in foreground with the horse is probably Mr Stemp, groundsman for both Cranleigh School ...see more
I remember being taken to see a clown here. I think his name might have been Coco. It is lovely that there are still children's entertainments in exactly the same spot! It's a roundabout and trampolines now though.
I visited the Gwytherin church and the Lion Inn in August 2007 and was upset to learn that the church is now deconsecrated. It seemed to us to be a very special place with the megaliths, the connection to St Winifride, the wonderful ancient yews. What is the future for this sacred spot - will it be sold to a developer? It seems to deserve a protected status. I am sure that many people would love to ...see more
I visited Uley last year because I am finding out about my family history and I found out that my Gt Gt Grandmother was born in Uley in the year 1833 so it is a long time ago. Her name was Hannah Heath and she worked in the cloth mill but I found that when the work ran out she moved to Bristol, married and had 8 children among which was my Grandad. I spent an enjoyable time going round St Giles' ...see more
My dad did boxing for the school and was Essex school boy champion around 1955 -1956. If anybody knows where the shields or boxing memorabilia are please could you get in touch with me on janefinch550@btinternet.com.
I just love this photo because my gran was born here in the 1890s. She was Elizabeth Ann Barwick (nee French) and she also, when married, lived just around the corner at Southern Wood Farm, Malmsmead. Wonderful lady.
'ROLL OUT THE BARREL'. I REMEMBER BEING TAUGHT THAT SONG WHILE THE BLITZ WAS GOING ON BY MY GRAN. WE LIVED IN ZEBRA STREET, HIGHER BROUGHTON. WE WERE IN THE AIR RAID SHELTER IN OUR YARD WHEN ONE NIGHT WHEN THE SHELTER SHOOK AND THREW US ALL OVER. WE FOUND OUT NEXT MORNING THAT WALNUT STREET JUST ROUND THE CORNER HAD BEEN FLATTENED BY A PARACHUTE MINE. THE ONE HAPPY EVENT IN THE BLITZ WAS THE BIRTH OF MY ...see more
Bryant's Post Office with Mrs Robson, a Queen Motherish figure always dressed in a black two piece, dishing out pensions, stamps and postal orders from the aloof position behind her cage. Duggie Bain's cobblers, the warm oily smell, my first football boots were bought there for 13/6d. The proprietor ever smiling, with his gold rimmed glasses, shiny bald head, gammy leg and leather apron, he could have been ...see more
I know records will prove me wrong, but summer seemed to start around the beginning of May and last until getting on to Bonfire night. We walked to Witton-le-Wear night after night to swim then walked home or, if we were lucky, got a lift in an empty meat van, not unlike the one driven by Corporal Jones in 'Dads Army'. When it got too cold to swim we set about building and guarding our bonfire in the park. There were ...see more
I grew up in Glentham, having lived there all my life until the age of 31 when I was driven out in January 2000. I buried my late father there in December 1991. My father had already buried my mother and his own parents, my grandparents there. My father had spent many years as a parish and district councillor there, being credited as the prime mover in establishing a village hall and mains sewerage in the village ...see more
James O. Clazey and his wife, Charlotte lived at 4 Cambria Street from 1881 to the 1900s. James had been a schoolmaster and does not appear in the 1901 Census so somewhere before that time...he died. Charlotte had a grocer/confectionary business there. At one point, all the children worked in it. Children were: George Oswald Clazey; Ellen Craig Clazey; Oswald Clazey; Maggie Clazey and Charlotte ...see more
Richard Spry and Mary Palmer married in Marhamchurch in 1825. In 1856, John Spry, their son married Grace Jewell. Two sons, Henry Jewell and William J. Spry were born there before the family emigrated to Ontario, Canada. John and Grace would have been my great-great grandparents... Sharon Spry
Tiverton is an attractive market town in mid-Devon but I have to confess I had never heard of it until the first of the family moved here in 2005! Elizabeth and I were spending a weekend in Exeter with our son David and his partner Amanda and thought it would be nice to call in to have tea with cousin Robert in Tiverton. While we were there David and Amanda went for a walk around Robert's ...see more
All the sevens - the seventh of the seventh of the seventh. 7th July 2007 was the lucky sevens date chosen by Amanda and David for their wedding. Family and friends were invited to The Two Bridges Hotel on Dartmoor for the ceremony, reception and evening dance. It was a beautifully sunny day at long last as we have been having rain nearly every day for a fortnight! This view taken in 1955 is little ...see more
I remember when I was a little girl and we lived in Gerrie Street. Opposite us was Mr Brown's Fish and Chip Shop and he made wonderful fish and chips. The window of my mum and dad's bedroom overlooked the fish and chip shop and what we called "The Bank Top". I used to creep out of bed in the summer and watch the young people getting their fish and chips and then standing on the bank top to eat ...see more
I WAS BORN AT No 2 THE SQUARE IN 1938 AND REMEMBER DECORATING THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE FOR THE QUEEN'S CORONATION. I MARRIED IN 1959 AND MY FIRST FLAT WAS AT THE CHANTRY IN FOXBURY LANE. I SERVED IN THE ROYAL AIR FORCE FOR 33 YEARS AND NOW LIVE IN DEVON. ONE OF MY YOUNGER BROTHERS NOW LIVES IN NEW ROAD (WHITE HORSE LANE IN THOSE DAYS). MY WIFE'S GRANDMOTHER, MRS HAWKINS, LIVED DOWN WHITE HORSE LANE AND ...see more
See my comments under photo S175052 - Penton Hook Lock - about the wooden weir you can just see in the middle of this image.
Not exactly sure of date, but as a child growing up in the 60s, a few houses upstream of Penton Hook Lock, I recall walking "round the Island" on many weekends. The most memorable bit, looking back, was the wooden weir crossing. You crossed the lock gates - and I can remember them being the large wooden sort - then walked towards the Island over this remarkable wooden structure. It had a roof, which made it so ...see more