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Baildon Bank
Late 50's. As a kid I used to run wild with my dog Spot on Baildon Bank, Baildon Green and through the Knoll Wood, mainly during the long light summer evenings (but really just when ever I could) I used to trail up through Milner ...Read more
A memory of Baildon in 1956 by
Mr And Mrs Harris And Brent Knoll Farm
I have such happy memories of Brent Knoll Farm which we "accidentally" stayed at. We live in Lancashire and, think it was c1989. We had been to Weston super Mare for our holidays, staying in a lovely ...Read more
A memory of Brent Knoll in 1990 by
Memories Of Colden Common
I have never heard of this person, although he makes reference to some people, and places in Colden Common I knew. So if anyone who knows him ever comes across this then I have been some help! COLDEN COMMON? Oh, ...Read more
A memory of Colden Common by
My Memories Of Hindringham
I was born in Hindringham to Eva and John (Jack) Smith and attended the village school (the one at the foot of Church Hill). The principal was Miss Flood and the infant teacher Miss McDonald. My mother ran the village ...Read more
A memory of Hindringham by
Wycombe In The 1970's
I was born in 1966 in Swindon but I would spend every weekend in Green Street, High Wycombe with the grandparents (Austin). My father played the piano in the dance band called The Revue, which my grandad John organised. ...Read more
A memory of High Wycombe in 1970 by
Snow 1963
Having moved into Walls Quarry with my husband in 1961, I too remember the snow. It started to fall on Boxing Day 1962. We had a job to get home from Gloucester by car during theafternoon. By March '63 it was still thick and frozen ...Read more
A memory of Brimscombe in 1963 by
My Best Memories
I was born in Frome and I left when i was 11 years old,I moved with my dad to Bristol. But I have to be honest, since I have left Frome about ten years ago I miss my life I had there. Even though I have been living in Bristol for ...Read more
A memory of Frome in 1992 by
Plaster Old Style
We plastered Lodge Gate cottages, Fielix Hall . Knobles of Ongar was the builder, a large arch spaned the road running between the cottages. My dad ran it with another plasterer, Wally Gennings from Mountnessing. We also did ...Read more
A memory of Billericay in 1930
Self Catering Holidays In Swanage
When living in Reading, my family spent most of our holidays in Swanage. At the time we had little money and had to put up with chalets in residents' gardens. I'm sure, some were converted garages! We ...Read more
A memory of Westbourne in 1952 by
Mobberley Boys School
Mobberley Boys School was a bit of a misnomer as it was way outside Mobberley (at Knolls Green) and was a junior boys approved school. I was sent there for pinching a box of chocolates! Nowadays I would have probably got a ...Read more
A memory of Mobberley in 1955 by
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The Church 1961 Heading back towards Highbridge and the end of this seaside tour, we head for East Brent on the north-east side of Brent Knoll; this is an Upper Lias limestone outlier rising steeply
Picturesquely perched on top of its steep knoll and surrounded by a sea of 20th- century housing, the church of St Nicholas, Laindon, possibly dates from the 12th century.
For example, the frontage to H Samuel in Church Street was rebuilt in 1929; also, various fake timber-framed buildings were added that towered over Frogmoor, such as Parker- Knoll's offices on
Victorian advances in engineering sounded the death knell for wooden, sail-powered ships of the line, such as these ones moored at West Mud in the Tamar estuary.
From the 1840s the steam railways proved to be the death-knell of the canal era.
Its trees are at Knell Coppice on the western slope and Elinor's Clump (top right).
of the Helford River, is remote enough for smuggling to have been carried on here into the late 19th century, long after the crackdown in the aftermath of the Napoleonic Wars which sounded the death knell
This country town is close to one of the noblest houses in Kent - the Jacobean home of the Sackvilles, Knole.
It was the arrival of the railway that sounded the death knell for the old port of Haverfordwest.
Canterbury's immense prestige meant that the style chosen became the English norm; it sounded the death-knell of the already declining Anglo-Norman style.
In many a village, the loss of its transport system and main employer in the course of a couple of years would have sounded its death knell; but for Standon the situation could not have been more different
