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I have lived in Fullwell Avenue, Barkingside all my life. I was born in 1949. Who remembers where in the high road was W H Smith or Pollacks or where Sainsbury's was orginally? How about the garden centre that was opposite the old police station. Mossford Garage was where Somerfield is now. What about Fance's the bakers? And Eastwells the greengrocers. How it has all changed but not for the better.
The tall young chap in the right-hand side of the photograph was my grandfather, Leonard John Yeoman. He also features in a photograph taken in Higher Town.
I grew up in Combpyne but I remember that we used to have a van that came up to the village from Musbury 2 or 3 times a week with everything any body might need from paraffin to bread. I remember the man who owned the post office then was called John Fenner. My Mum and Dad always had a friendly banter with him. I recall my mum teasing him and calling him butter fingers because he was always dropping things. Nobody ...see more
The text to the Egham photographs calls Egham uninspiring. What it may lack in architectural merit (although there are gems if you look closely, perhaps an architect would care to enlighten the readers) is more than made up for by its place in history as the location for the signing of the Magna Carta by King John in 1215. This took place at Runnymede. There was a major celebration in 1965. This took place on the field ...see more
We moved to Egham in about 1955. My father had been born in Medlake Road in 1920. We lived in Oak Avenue, Egham Hythe in a house built in the 1930s. I attended Egham Hythe Infants and Primary and later Magna Carta (on both its sites - Egham Hythe and Manorcrofts - it is now just in the Hythe). In those pre-M25 and M3 days Egham was a much quieter place. The High Street was much as it had been in the early 1900s. ...see more
I was born on the 23rd March 1947 in my grandparents' home, Hope Cottage to the right of the Sun Inn and next to Lloyds Bank. Nurse Caines was in attendance. To the left of the Sun Inn lived Lord King ex chairman of British Airways. In front of the pub was a pond that was filled in when the village went onto main drainage. The village boasted six shops, two petrol pumps, a bank, two pubs, a social club, village ...see more
After a day down the front we sat just around the corner of the Donkey just past where the cars are. It was a great summer evening and we were just finishing the day with a drink. I thought it was the right time to ask her dad if we could become engaged and he and my future mother-in-law agreed. Another milestone in my life happening in Holland-on-Sea.
My first holiday with my future wife and her family. We sat on the sands by the cafe as we didn't know how to hire a beach hut. That was the start of an association with Holland-on-Sea for me that is still going strong. I can't get down as much as I used to, but my daughter has a caravan on Valley Farm now so when my health lets me I do go down with her.
I too had an aunt who lived there. In its time, it has had a house on top of the tower and a house on the wall attached to the left. The house on top by then had disappeared. Through the archway was a line of small cottages with large front gardens. This was known as Adam and Eve's Gardens. I used to go through here to get to Friars Lane where my grandmother lived. Further to my previous statement, this tower ...see more
I was born in Hornchurch in 1934, but my mother, father and myself were the first residents of 121 Warren Drive, Elm Park. My brother was born in the house at 121, in 1945. This is the last view I had of the street, as we left in a taxi, to sail to Canada in 1946. Made a brief visit to Warren Drive in 1956. I remember queuing up outside Meyers Greengrocers with my Mother to try and get a few oranges in 1940. I also ...see more
Dear Paul, I feel I should know either you or your brother but don't. However, the Youth Club was originally Little Sutton library and prior to that the reading room. I remember going there to choose my books from a very young age. I participated in decorating it when it was gutted and became a Youth Club. It was very busy on its opening and I had to serve behind the "bar" i.e. coke, orange etc. As I recall ...see more
My parents Arthur and Hilary Cork bought their house in Towncourt Crescent in 1927 from Mr Coleman for £1000. Twice a day I would walk to the station to go to school at St Dunstan's in Catford. In those days there was the Daylight Inn and only two shops, Willet's cafe and Nelson's newsagent on this side of the station. The walk along Towncourt Crescent was always difficult in winter because of the huge ...see more
My 4th Gt grandfather was Michael Breckinridge--he died in a storm at sea c 1808. He and his son, Michael (married to Elizabeth Shrewsbury---her father and husband both shipwrights), were both Chief, Cinque Ports. Some of the (then) cousins, surname Hiller, were born IN the North Foreland Light. My 3rd Gt. grandfather, Edward William Breckinridge, who married Mary Ann Adkins of Ramsgate, Kent, sailed to America ...see more
I was stationed at Bushy Park with the U.S. Air Force from 1957 to 1960 and I have many memories of Hampton Wick, most good but some not so good. I never ever thought I would forget the name of our favorite pub and taxi service but alas I did. We would walk down town and congregate there at the pub. If I needed to get from point A to point B, all I had to do was call for my car. It was ...see more
This street had changed little until the mid seventies. Today the street is still recogonisible with several of the buildings still looking the same style, but under new ownership.
My memories of Kessingland was us catching the coach from outside the bakers in Stotfold (my home town), travelling down via Newmarket, passing the site where a young gypsy boy had been killed many moons ago. We would then get to Lowestoft bus depot where a minibus would then take us into Kessingland. We would get to the pub on the top of the hill where you could look down and see the sea and an old boy would ...see more
Pridgeons Ltd, in Garden Road, Abbots Langley was our family business from the 1940s until it was sold in 1972. My grandfather Cyril Pridgeon and my grandmother Dorothy Pridgeon started the business. Then my father and mother Peter and Dorothy Pridgeon took over. It was a grocers. I used to help my parents during the school holidays and really enjoyed the experience. Once ...see more
My mother Doris Saxby attended this school.
I was a cadet on HMS Worcester 1957-1959.
My great grandmother, Mary Ann Shuker came to Manchester from Chirbury in service as a maid. She married my great grandfather, Ernest Edward Chorlton and they must have returned to Chirbury to be married because the family bible states they married at Chirbury Church on 22nd December 1888. I always thought she came from Wem - but this is quite a way away (for those days). I would love to find out more about her - ...see more
I lived in Cranborne for two years from November 1963. My father owned the shops at the far end of the terrace in this picture and the building immediately facing, although it was derelict at that time. My sister and I were enrolled in the local secondary school that had opened two months earlier.
I lived in Mounts Road for the first eleven years of my life and spent most of my days exploring during the summer holidays, espcially the cows field at the rear of our house as there was a tunnel in middle of field where the old railway used to run. We were told stories of how the tunnel caved in and the train was buried. One day my friend and myself went down to explore and there sticking out were the bumpers ...see more
In this aerial view the early stages of Swan Walk's construction are visible, along with Albion Way that is near completion and which was opened the following year by the Queen. Between the late 60s and early 70s a large area just north of the town centre was cleared; this land once had a gas works and some other industrial buildings including properties owned by the town brewer 'King and ...see more
I was born into the Silver family at Palmer Cottage, 25 North St in 1928 and attended the Council School and then Manor House School Havant in the mid 40s until joining the Grenadier Guards in 1946. I was the Drum Major of the local Army Cadet Force serving with "Crusher" Crosby, Phil Collins (Westbourn), Ray Tribe (Bear Hotel Havant). Old council School pals: Nobby Wooden, Fred Heath, ...see more
My wife Joan's grandfather Thomas Ledsham Wilkinson owned various fish and poultry shops in Chester on and around Eastgate Street and Watergate Street. We recently visited Chester to try and trace the one shop we thought he had owned to discover that he actually owned several in the area and an ice factory. We were also able to find his grave from an old photograph of his first wife Elizabeth's headstone. ...see more
I always remember the Cricket Green as the lazy hazy days of summer. My father played cricket here, I don't remember the name of his team, but we had to sit and watch him. I liked it when the crocuses poked their heads out of the ground at the beginning of the season. They would appear in glorious colour in all the corners of the green, with the cricket pitch in the middle. We were never ...see more
My parents, Rose Marston and Roy Sopp were married in this church! I have the wedding photo of them standing in the side entrance.
I would be particularly interested in any photos depicting Delphine Cafe or Espresso Cafe on the beachfront whatever the year but particularly 1974-78 as I worked there for many years and have lost all photos.
My childhood years were fantastic. I loved the hot summer months, especially the walks to the beach, just being free. The smell of the sea air, and the fresh air. I spent most of my time outside playing. I loved going to school and learning Welsh. I miss Llanddona. I am now in Manchester and have two grown up sons, but I promise one day, I will return, to enjoy the smell of LLanddona. If anyone reads this ...see more
Sometime in 1961/1962 I was courting David who was a chef in Newcastle upon Tyne. I was a student nurse aged 16 he was I think 17. He left his apprenticeship to work in a Wimpy bar to earn money to buy a ring. He did buy me a ring and gave it to me on the seat at Greys monument. We decided to elope but made the mistake of going to his parents pub The Red Lion at Arkengarthdale. Unbeknown to us they rang ...see more
I moved into the first house on the right in the photo with the bay window in February of 1960 with my parents and 3 brothers. We were only the second tenants of that house. I stayed there with my parents until I got married in 1974. My father still lives there 47 years after we moved in. I have very fond memories of that house and surrounding neighbours. Mr Cory our next door neighbour at the ...see more
The house in the foreground is known as Seedhill Cottage. My family lived there from the mid sixties to late seventies. My father was the gamekeeper for the local shoot and water baliff for Whitewell area. My mother was the school cook at Dunsop Bridge. My sister and brother attended school in Dunsop. The family moved to Hellifield when the shoot closed in 1979. I've been back a number of times and it is still a beautiful place.
In the distance you can see Ye Olde Greene Manne pub on Batchworth Heath. My Dad and I sat in the pub garden and drank beer one hot summer's day in 1965 and my mum took a photo of us together which I treasure as a lovely memory. Can you believe we were wearing tweed sports jackets, coloured shirts and ties on a hot day! I suppose that was fashionable then. I just wish the old beer ...see more
A commemorative brass plaque in the church of St Andrew and St Mary, Langham was erected in memory of these men of 489 Torpedo Bomber Squadron RNZAF (and their comrades in other Coastal Command Squadrons) who were killed in action whilst based at Langham The No 489 Squadron personnel were: 20 April 1944 – Den Helder 152293 Fg. Off. Robert Lawrence WHITE RAFVR 123025 Fg. Off. ...see more
I lived at 10 Whitfield Road, Fulwood, and went to Birkdale Prep School. Used to spend hours playing around Forge Dam, and renting a rowboat if I got an allowance. When winter came we would toboggan down the hills in the area. I now live near Knoxville, Tennessee, but I often think of the old home town.
I was 10 when Featherstone Rovers beat Wigan and Leigh in getting to the Wembley final. We lived in the school house immediately opposite the entrance on Post Office Road. What a wonderful period in history of the town. I was born on Vicarage Lane and schooled at Regent Street and then George Street Junior School. Eventually Normanton Grammer school. I have wonderful memories of the ...see more
I lived in Cranford in the late 60's early 70's. It was a great place to live. We moved into our grandparents house. I loved the old village style buildings near the Berkeley Arms and was sad to see a new hotel in its place. There used to be a small farm where my brothers got my cat from. I moved to Australia in 1972 but have returned 3 times only to find it's lost the charm.
My first job when I left school was in the town hall. I moved to Australia in 1972 so found the photos of Hounslow interesting. I was upset to see these buildings knocked down and replaced by a shopping centre when I returned in 2006.
ON 22ND OF MARCH 1945 MY FATHER HERBERT NORMAN STUBBS WAS THE FIREMAN ON AN AMMUNITION TRAIN. A WAGON FULL OF DEPTH CHARGES CAUGHT FIRE, SO MY FATHER UNHOOKED IT AND PUT DETONATORS ON THE LINE TO WARN A TROOP TRAIN, WHICH WAS DUE. THE DEPTH CHARGES EXPLODED AND HE WAS THROWN THROUGH THE AIR. UNFORTUNATELY THE DRIVER HAROLD GOODHALL WAS KILLED. MY FATHER WAS AWARDED THE GEORGE MEDAL AND THE ...see more
On the left of this picture are three doorways marked by stone porches. I live in the third of the three away from the camera. The second remains as it is shown but the first doorway has now been blocked up. The house has been knocked through to form a double sized property with the 'second' door now the main entrance. Church Street remains much as in the picture although the high wall on the right has been ...see more
For those who have never been to our village called Kibworth, it is worth noting locals call it "Kibbuth". You live in either "Top Kibbuth"- Kibworth Harcourt or "Bottom Kibbuth"- Kibworth Beauchamp. I myself personally, have lived in both and almost on the boundary of both parishes. For almost the past 40 years (man & boy), I have spent many a happy hour living, playing and working here. Some of my ...see more
Around 1706, my Ancestors are said to have originated from the walls of Thurland Castle. gillentineje@yahoo.com if you would like to contact me.
I have very fond memories of Scole because I spent an awful lot of my childhood and adult years visiting and staying with my Great Uncle & Aunt Tom & Florrie Clark who lived in High House. They initially had an antique shop at the front of the house, stables at the back and two orchards one at the side of the house and another down a lane nearby. My sisters and myself loved picking the apples from the trees. ...see more
At the bottom of the hill on the right I believe that tall building belonged to the local bakers. The low building next to it - this side of the bakers - is a thatched cottage where my grandmother lived. My mother grew up here. The cottage housed around 3/4 families but it has now been made into one home. Over the years the thatched cottage has also been a restaurant. I visited my grandparents many times at this cottage.
When I moved to thetford I met loads of friends and I enjoyed my school years at Rosemary Musker High. I enjoyed working at the market and I loved going out to the old mill at the weekends. As I now live in Scotland, Thetford will always be a special place in my heart.
As young lads we (the gang) used to climb up onto the roof of the old betting office over the road from Davys, look over the top and with our pea shooters we would shoot at everyone who came out of Davys with dried peas. We always got a good laugh, but not from our targets.
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For some reason my dad Ernest Carter around 1952/53 got all us Carter kids joined into the Hammond Sauce Works Brass band in SHIPLEY....DAD was a member of the BRADFORD City brass band. We'd go for practice Tuesday and Thursdays each week, we did this for many years till about 1963 when we kids got sick of the running around, me 20 yo by then and playing for THE DUNEDIN PLAYERS all around BRADFORD. We ...see more
My dad got me a job as a trainee pattern weaver at Gaunts mill in the main street of Farsley. I was 16/17 at the time. I learned a lot in that 18 months or so and I also met a beautiful girl called Doreen Pankhurst, pity is I let her go... The smell of the mouse urine in the shed first thing in the morning made me feel SO sick, in the end I found another pattern weaving job and got my first motor ...see more
My brother Arthur 2 years my junior and my father Ernest Carter (dec'd 1963)all played for many years with Yeadon old prize band. We practiced 2 times a week in the old British Legion hut up behind the Yeadon town hall. Many's the time we ALL had to run to catch the West Yorkshire bus 10pm from Otley to get us to Ravenscliffe Avenue so we could sleep and not be too tired for school the next day. My first date ...see more
My Grandparents Arthur and Gladys Gossop lived at Willow Garth, opposite the White Horse Pub. Grandad bought it with his Army money. He built a workshop, and began a business which included Wheelwright, Joiner and Contractor. He made coffins and walked in funeral processions with his best top hat on. He put piped water, WCs and a bathroom into the house, and did the same in Dad's house in York. He had a bakelite ...see more
My mother's ancestors all seemed to live in Abingdon and the surrounding villages of Launton, Kiddlington, Bicester, Charlbury etc. and I am collecting photographic records of these families and their activities for a family tree. Photos are a good way of recording events. There are many text genealogical websites, but few, if any where one can get photos of one's ancestors ...see more
John Hayward (1813) came from Loders in Dorset and settled in this area of Wallingford, of Benson, Bradfield, Englefield and married local girl Mary Anne Kitchen. His son Robert James eventually farmed Uxmore Farm at Ipsden, near Stoke Row in Berks/Oxon. I am collecting a photographic record of the Hayward family in these areas for a family tree.
John (1813) moved to Berkshire. Thomas (1787), Robert (1759) and John(1738) are all connected to Loders by being born, baptised, married and buried here, or in surrounding villages. Their ancestral home one might say. Still tracing them further via Dorset OPC and BT records. Collecting any photos related to these ancestors of mine and where they lived. Photos bring back happy memories and are good records of events.
I was born in Model Cottages,1934. in the Village at that time there was a bakers, (my father was one of the bakers he only had to cross the road to go to work), a grocery store next to the public house, post office, butchers, in a house down the hill past the church, a coal merchant Mr Partridge, and a sweet shop. During the war a land mine fell in a field, and it was placed in the village for all to see. I ...see more
MY PATERNAL ANCESTORS CAME FROM TURTON AND QUARLTON, AS WELL AS SURROUNDING AREAS. JAMES GARTSIDE OF TURTON MARRIED JANE ISHERWOOD OF QUARLTON AT BOLTON PARISH CHURCH OF ST PETER IN 1730. THEY HAD AT LEAST 2 CHILDREN: ELIZABETH/BETTY WHO MARRIED ARTHUR KAY IN 1750 AT ST PETER'S. JOHN WHO MARRIED 1. AN ALICE (4 CHILDREN) AND 2. BETTY BROOKS (ABOUT 6 CHILDREN.) THE DESCENDANTS OF JAMES AND JANE WERE ALL FARMERS AND WEAVERS AROUND TURTON. CAROLYN WILSON. 11TH MAY, 2007
Our house is the second left and I was about 8 when this was taken. The field in front of the houses is now the site of the Methodist Chapel.
I well remember living in the village from 1940 to 1944 being evacuated there as a 6 year old from the East End of London. I lived very close to the war memorial and attended school set up for evacuees in the cricket pavilion on the village green. My temporary parents were Mr & Mrs Bailey who looked after me very well and their upbringing has stood me well during my lifetime. One very strong memory I have ...see more
I have wonderful memories of visting Compton Martin in the 1990s and a lunch at the Ring O' Bells. My strong interest in the village is because my grandfather Charles Stallard was born there in 1879, his father George in 1844 and his grandmother Martha Badman in 1811. My Stallard family lived at Compton Martin for many years having come from nearby Wrington. If there are any Stallards or Badmans still living in ...see more
I was so excited to come here - the start of the rest of my life. The night time views over the valley - so many lights - were thrilling. I couldn't wait to get out and walk all round the area, the air was so clear I grew an inch! For the first time I had central heating in my room. So many memories, too many to tell, of new friends and good times and heartaches too! Good old College.
My family lived on the road approaching Monk Bar (behind photographer) from about 1950, through the 1980s and my Dad is still there, so this was our route into the City. The shop facing on the Right was for many years Bulmers secondhand shop. Behind that was a greengrocers, Wrightsons. Opposite is a public house and behind that was Brooke's fishmonger's where Mum bought Halibut steak once a week - I used to love sucking the bone - very tasty fish! It was fresh from Scarborough that morning.
Samuel Treglown worked as landlord at the Swan Hotel during the 1950s. He is an ancestor of mine I am currently researching. His photo has appeared in Wadebridge Memories by Peter Tutthill, but with no date. He also was a great sportsman and boxer. Would love info or photos. He has a son called John who has an interest in wrestling and rugby.
I also remember the Valiant bomber crashing. We were in the playground and the plane went overhead. It was on fire and looked like something out of war movie. I remember the loud bang and flames as it hit the REC. I think also some of the parts landed on the railway line. I believe there was one survivor who parachuted out.
My grandfather William Keightley moved to Sheffield, Yorkshire in the 1890s. He was born in one of these cottages, as was my great grandfather Albert Keightley. On the 1871 Census he is listed at no. 44 Cottage and on the 1881 Census he is listed at no. 31 cottage with the "White Hart" Inn as No. 32. I would love to hear from any family members still living at Caldecott.
41 years of their 50 years of married life, Mr & Mrs Joshua Turner of 1 Station Cottages, Hebden Bridge had more than 200 trains a day passing by their doorstep, the trains never caused them any trouble. Their home was just below the platform of Hebden Bridge Station. Mr & Mrs Turner were natives of Halifax. They had 13 children. Two of their daughters served in the Womens Land Army.
We lived in the village shop Virginia Stores owned by Peatling & Cawdron. My dad won the Vernons Football Pools in 1955 - a great sum of £505.6s - my sister and I had new bikes and Mum and Dad went for a holiday to Blackpool (!) with her new fur coat. We moved to Brancaster after that when they bought the pub there.
I remember going to Sandringham with the school to sing carols at Christmas and winning ...see more
We lived in the village pub The Lifeboat Inn. I remember being flooded and all the beer barrels floating in the cellar, mum cooking mussels given in lieu of beer, which were left in the bath and climbed up the wall and had to be knocked off with a shoe! Fred from the Hall bringing pheasant and buckets of cream, the visiting circus in the village hall opposite, with a moth eaten toothless lion!!! ...see more
My parents moved into Station Rd in 1963, as a newly married couple. There was a terrace of new houses built in Station Rd in 1962/63 & theirs was the furthest house down the road, the end of the terrace, I think No.28? I was born there in 1965. I used to go to playgroup at the old Scout Hut at the other end of the village & remember one very embarrassing event when I was about 4..... My mum was ...see more
My grandmother was one of Lloyd George and Lady Lloyd George's land army girls. My family were very close to them.
My family of four childen, my husband and I, moved into part of a large country house known as 'Ravenscourt', standing in 3 acres of land: we named our semi "Little Ravenscourt'. Within our back garden stood a beautiful large 'Indian Bean Tree' (catelpa), which the children loved to climb on: in the spring it was covered in small orchid-like scented flowers which attracted many ...see more
I lived in Bolingey as a child, until 1959, and this picture has strong memories for me. My family had a cottage somewhere to the front and right of the chapel on the hill. The location was called "Crow Hill" and I think the cottages may still be there today. For some reason I was afraid of the large forbidding Methodist chapel! Years later I used to visit the Bolingey Inn and I'm glad to see that it is still there now. Haven't been there for 30 years though.
I was married to Colin at this church in 1971. My maiden name was Sadler. We had our reception at the Otter Hotel in Ottershaw.
Year 1955 because it's central to the time we lived just a few doors down in a new bungalow (Khandala), from the Thorpe's café (it was west towards the roundabout, north side of the road) and one of my cherished memories as a child, is of walking down to the dliff steps (steep then) and standing halfway down in very thick mist (couldn't see the hand in front of your face), feeling almost totally ...see more
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I was born 1953 and lived in No 94 Main Street until 1966, which is one of the small cottages on the right of the photo. The big house at the bottom of the road was known as "General Jack's", he being a veteran of the Boar and First World Wars. This road was great in the winter of 62-63 when, because of lack of traffic, we could sledge all the way down. As you can see there were not many cars, only a total of 5 car owners in the whole of Main Street.
My dad, Maurice Marsden, started work at the age of 14 in Lynns shop in 1937, after serving in the RAF and Fleet Air Arm during the war. He returned to the shop to work and finished up as manager. The shop closed in the 70s.
We first went to Guernsey in June 1979. The first thing we noticed as we drove off the ferry was that the pace of life was a lot calmer then here in England - mainly because of the speed limit of 30 mph. My husband spent 30 years in the Metropolitan Police Force - a very stressful job and has always said that Guernsey is the only place where he can totally "switch off". We stayed at a holiday apartment in Vale. ...see more
I lived in Quainton in the 1950s, on the corner of The Green and Lower St. My family had the drapers shop. I remember bonfire night on the green, rolling down Mill Hill, Christmas carols, ballet lessons in the church hall and sitting the 11+ exams at school and of being sent to the Sportsmans Inn for a packet of Woods or Weights cigarettes for my father. With my parents Ray and Sylvia Wheatley, my ...see more
I purchased this picture for my mum for Mother's Day. She and her sister (who now has sadly died) used to play at Danson Park when they were young - my mum has a good memory of her sister swimming the lake.
WE LIVED IN FARM LANE FULHAM SW6, IN A LOVELY O'L PREFAB. OUR LOCAL CHURCH WAS ST JOHN'S.