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Holidays In Saham Hills
Just after the war we visited Saham Hills quite regular from Hull. We stayed with an aunt and uncle of my father's by the name of Smith. He was called Charlie, his wife was Pat and they had a son who was called young ...Read more
A memory of Saham Hills in 1950 by
Gladstone Park
Our family moved from Churchill Road, Willesden to the country right out to Dudden Hill, in Normanby Road. The entrance to the park was just down the end of the road near the old iron bridge. There was a rather short ...Read more
A memory of Hendon in 1961 by
My Mother Was Port Regis Convent
My name is Natasha Buckley, my mother was at Port Regis Convent as a child, as she had severe asthma as a young child. I think she was there from 1954 to 1961. She told me that it was a horrible place and that ...Read more
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Happy Days In Latimer
It was only two years or so, from 1959-61, aged 6-8, but it still seems as if the happiest period of my childhood in Latimer was one long, endless, glorious summer. My dad was in the army, in the King's Own Scottish ...Read more
A memory of Latimer in 1959 by
Port Regis Convent
I was sent to Port Regis Convent between 1963 and 1967, I had bad asthma and the sea air was thought to be good for my health. I have good and and bad memories. One nun I remember being cruel was Sister Peter Anthony but the ...Read more
A memory of Broadstairs in 1963 by
The Happiest Days Of Your Life
Brambletye school, well set between the beautiful Ashdown Forest and thriving town of East Grinstead on the Sussex/Surrey border was a paradise on Earth for any schoolboy with an aesthetically romantic (!) ...Read more
A memory of Brambletye House in 1959 by
Short Memories Of Burnt Oak
Writing this is difficult. I lived in Burnt Oak as far as I know from 1949 to 1953. I recall living in a top floor flat in 100 Littlefield Road. I attended a school off Gervas Road but cannot remember the name. I do ...Read more
A memory of Edgware in 1951
Lovely Friendship At Raf Compton Bassett
When I was posted to Compton Bassett in 1951 I was feeling rather low, and remained so until I formed a friendship (just friendship) with a lovely girl, a member of the WRAF known as 'Woodie' My ...Read more
A memory of Compton Bassett in 1951 by
The Railway Inn
My Gran - Katherine Thomas - ran the Railway Inn (the Tap) for many years. My grandfather Thomas died shortly after I was born. My mother Hilda Jeffery (nee Thomas), my father William Jeffery and myself lived there. My mum died ...Read more
A memory of Llansamlet by
School And Before
I lived in Holly Street, North Kilbowie, I was born there 1949. My gran and grampa moved into 1 Holly Street in 1939 before the Second World War. The stories they knew about the blitz were funny as well as tragic. I lost my ...Read more
A memory of Clydebank in 1954 by
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Shortly after this photograph was taken, in 1899, the future George V stayed here; part of the castle was destroyed by fire in the 1920s.
Shortly after the outbreak of the First World War in 1914, the War Office commandeered part of the grounds of Woodcote Park for training purposes and erected a large encampment.
Thence it was a short walk to Shepperton Lock, where one could watch the progress of craft up and down the Thames to Chertsey or Walton.
The town grew up astride what was the most important road in medieval England, that between London and Chester, at that time the principal port for Ireland.
He certainly visited the town, though it has to be said that several other ports claim the honour of possessing the sand bar in question.
This town was once a shipbuilding centre and the chief port of Merioneth, with a large trade in flannel and knitted stockings.
Port Soderick was developed in the 1890s by the Forrester family, and was one of the first attractions created for the tourist industry.
They are of varying dates, and there are a remarkable number of them - a fascinating reminder, of Hastings' importance as a fishing port.
Only St John the Baptist's church and a couple of houses nearby escaped from the bombs intended for the port and the railway station.
What is now a short arm and extensive marina moorings was once the main line of the Oxford Canal.
With two huge caravan parks, this area fills up dramatically in the short summer season.
A short distance downstream from Fell Foot, a young boy watches for fish in the shallow, reed-grown water by the shore, apparently in charge of a large rowing boat.
This would make sense, as in those days such a hospital would need to have been some short distance from the community it served, and this site would have then been well outside the town.
Situated a short distance to the south of the underground station, this archetypal 1930s parade of shops and flats sits comfortably with it and its well-treed and manicured surroundings.
Lowestoft is very much a mixture of fishing port and seaside resort, the latter the result of the arrival of the railway in the mid 19th century.
On the left is a line of coal wagons: Yarmouth had long been a colliers' port, and in the 1700s over 200 vessels were registered.
Scots fisher girls followed the herring shoals down to the port in the autumn and worked tirelessly day and night gutting and packing.
The old tide mill overlooking the quay at Emsworth, once Chichester Harbour's main port and an important centre for the oyster trade.
The Romans used it as their port to service Exeter, a function it continued to provide for centuries.
Teignmouth has been a busy port for centuries, shipping the local clay and also the granite that built the original London Bridge from Swell Tor quarries.
It makes its way along the lovely Lagan valley; some of the most beautiful stretches are within a short distance of Molly Ward's Lock.
Its 15th- century gateway survives at the end of the short lane with St Nicholas's Church on the left, where monastic workers, market traders and travellers could worship.
market is crowded.The very loading of these wagons is a wonder, and the wall-like regularity with which cabbages, cauliflowers and turnips are built up to a height of some twelve feet is nothing short
These made-up foundations are the reason for the subsidence that afflicted the Museum shortly after opening, as evidenced by the badly misshapen windows at the front of the building.
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