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It had just been built and I was in the class of 1960. I struggle to recall the teacher's names but I'm pretty sure there was a Miss Lynn and there was definitely a Miss Kill. She was my first love at age five.
By a quirk of the internet I met online a 'girl' from my class, now in her 50's, who was still in touch with Miss Kill and I was able to get a message to her. Incredibly, some ...see more
My Great Great grandfather used to manage or own this hotel in 1911. His name was John Green and his wife was Elizabeth Green, my great grandmother, (their daughter) was Verena Green. If anybody has any information on them I would love to hear it.
I lived in Curtis Row from 1951 to 1958 next door to a family called the Nichols. I attended the Zinc school and went to the baptist chapel although I was christened at St Mary's where my mother, Moreen Owen nee Locke was buried in 2010. My Dad was a miner, then worked at the Iumber factory in Pontardawe. I remember being bullied by a kid named Cook and having friends called Derek and Michael ...see more
I stayed in a children's home for a short time - late 50s, not sure exact date. Does anyone know of this home and if it still exists.
My great grandparents worked and lived at 3 Upper Terrace in Bournemouth in 1936 and they lived at 26 Grant Avenue in Bournemouth in 1935. Their names were Verena and Douglas Walters. If anybody has any memories of them i would love to hear them.
I was at this school all through the 50s and celebrated the Queens Coronation at the school. All the girls wore a little paper crown on the group photograph that was taken. I had happy memories of my time there and keep in touch with one of the girls I went to school with and now we are in our 60s. I have vivid memories of two old gentlemen coming to the school and they must be long dead now but it seems ...see more
After reading through all your lovely memories I am hoping somebody may remember my great grand parents and great uncle. My great grand parents were Douglas and Verena Walters who lived at 21 North Street. Their son, also named Douglas, was born in 1936. Verena died in 1942 at 21 North Street, she was young - only 39 years old. If any body has any memories at all about my family I would be so very grateful to hear them.
I remember going to visit a Mrs Kelly with my granny and they used to sit and tell ghost stories. When we walked home we had to walk over Turners Bridge which was only dimly lit and I was told to watch out for 'Cut Throat Dan. I must have walked backwards all the way to Newtongreen in case he crept up behind us - scary days.
We lived at no 1 Police House, just off to the right of this photo and then in no 3, the wall of which can be seen on the right - this was the police station - a house with a small office attached. I went to the Church School for a while which was just opposite the new parade of shops (which included a Grocutts (sp?), a butchers and a drapers shop) and then just up the road at Nursery Fields School. I remember the Corona "pop" van used to visit the estate.
Does anyone remember the mother and baby home called Eighton Lodge.
I attended Braintree County High School from 1944 to 1950. Nihil Nisi Optima I recall as the school motto, and the school song started with the words “With hearts close knit in comradeship …” When sung at morning Assembly, I remember some joker had changed the words to the last two lines of the first verse to “And, welcome him with half a brick; Who talks of school and arithmetic”. Giggling during ...see more
Gunsite Farm was at the end of Limekiln Lane, which was a dirt track. On the left were a row of cottages, on the right, bigger semi detatched where the better off lived. The Alan Rutherford family, (loads of them), Brian Cummings, Steve Belcher and I went to Hardley School. My father was the first person to put a caravan on the land directly in front of the end of Lime Kiln Lane, the farmers name was (?), the land ...see more
Our family moved to Brook Cottage, Llandegveth, in about 1945 when Dad went to work for Mr Joe Shepherd at Ty Capten Farm, and my three brothers, Arthur, David Noel and I would catch the canvas covered charabanc (bus) to Caerleon school. The Headmaster was Mr Lovatt and the bus belonged to Mark Howells Ltd of Caerleon. Noel and I, being the youngest were in the infants and the worrying ...see more
I have great memories of growing up on Frizington. It was such a close knit community where everyone knew everyone else. I can remember Stewarts delivering milk with a horse and cart. ''Jinkies'' coming round with fruit and veg, in winter the van lit by a tillie lamp. The farmers coming round with their own home-grown potatoes. The fish man ringing his bell on a Friday, with fish fresh from the dock. St Joseph's ...see more
I believe that before the convent was called St. Michaels it was St. Phillips located on Church Street opposite Fullers Bakery. The lady would come over on our break and sell sticky buns out of a square basket for a penny a bun. I went to the convent at the age of 31/2 at in 1937. I well remember the day war broke out, we were fitted with gas masks in the playground. When the bombing got bad we were brought ...see more
My grandfather bought Hendersons in c1911 and it was the principal drapers and furnishers in the town until my Dad sold the business c1961. It then became a John Blundells and is now I believe the Waitrose in the Old High Street.
In the just post-war days, apart from the normal shops like Woolworths and Boots, Stevenage was possibly best known for its innumerable pubs. From the Marquis of Granby on the Great ...see more
I was stationed at Bordon Fire Station and was a Corporal in the army. I have many photos taken at the station, I was in charge of the cook-house and was in charge of the bar on the station. I attended many fires - the biggest was the Honky Tonk - its army name. It burnt to the ground. We were given its wrong name, the night was very foggy, the address we were given was The Bagshot and Bordon Soiders Home. ...see more
I have been renting a property in Beaucroft Road, Waltham Chase for just over a year. I always knew my family came from Southampton and we always assumed all past generations did as well until a cousin of mine recently researched the family tree to find that our great great grandmother grew up in Waltham Chase, the family name was Glover! They lived in the house which is opposite the Black Dog pub, ...see more
I was born here in 1953, my oldest daughter was born 1972 & my youngest daughter 1977. Such a lovely hospital, great staff who looked after you well. I saw the photos of the building rotting away - it looked so sad, they left it for years such a shame. It's now a housing estate.... I do have fond memories of the Canadian Red Cross.
I was born here in 1957 then had my two sons there. Spooky corridors .....
My paternal great great grandfather came from Bream, Gloucestershire on July 31st 1831. He was the 10th of 14 children and was born at Oakwood Mill. He started work when he was 9 years of age, minding doors at Brunswick Coal Pit, Mosley Green, 3 miles away from home for 6 old pence a day. By 1872 he had married Sarah and had 6 children; two daughters & 4 sons. ...see more
I went to Ellergreen in the mid 1950's, and well remember chucking stones and snow-ball fights with the kids of St Tessies, who used to call us 'College Puddings'. I remember there was a great chippie on the corner of Carr Lane, where we all used to go at lunchtime and stuff the chips into half a 'Vienna' loaf. DEE-licious...!!! Much better than the school nosh. I often got the cane for it - but those chips were worth it...!!!
My grandparents, who lived in Cross Hands and later in Trimsaren until 1939, are both buried at Tabernacle, Cefneithin, along with my great grandparents, Asah and Mary Jones. My other great grandparents were David and Sarah Griffiths. I'm trying to find out more about my family history and any members of the family who are still alive. My Nanna also told me that her grandfather was a minister named John Evans and I would also like to learn more about him.
I was born at 124 Clowes Street, West Gorton in 1947 and attended St Marks' School between 1953 and 1959. The Head was the formidable Mrs Clayton, and the Deputy Head was Mr Platt, but it was the lovely Mrs Butterworth who taught me to read and write.
Clowes Street was the busiest street in Gorton, with a school, church, chapel, cinema, thirteen public houses and every kind of shop ...see more
My mum gave me up for adoption, and moved to America. We keep in touch - she tells me my dad is called David Duffy. Anyone remember him?
I'm Norma's son John.
Used to go and play in the streams and the River Brent, the memories are so vivid. Tis, was, of course during the war. I and a friend, took my three and a half year years younger sister with us, I would have been six years and a bit. We paddled and played ,and crossed the stepping stones and my friend Mary piggybacked my sister, and Trix (my sister) fell in and was ...see more
Hello anyone who can help me!
My dad was born in the Renton. I am trying to find any of my aunts/uncles or cousins. My dad's name was Alexander (Alec) Fleming. He was one of five brothers, Bill, Dan, Jim and Tommy. There was also a sister I think, her name was Mary, May(?) I have great memories of going by bus from Glasgow to the Renton with my dad. The bits I remember, are coming into Renton over the ...see more
The building is Wynnstay Hall, former home of the Williams-Wynne family, and was rebuilt following a major fire in 1858.
This is the junction of Woburn Lane (straight on) and Spinney Lane (turn left). The Primary School I attended was along Spinney Lane, which at that time was completely un-metalled and rutted, so getting to school with clean shoes was a challenge in wet weather.
I was born in Holland, Surrey in 1961. I have a lot of memories of the post office, especially the vast array of sweets, which we spent some of our pocket money on. It was a lovely shop, our magazines were picked up here every Saturday - Dandy, Beano and Topper, of course none of us kiddies were allowed to read them until my dad had finished with them. There was no hedge there, as I remember.
My dad worked here for a while I think, about 1966 ish. The one thing I remember as a little girl was the fantastic Christmas parties which were held for the children of the workers. They will live in my memory forever.
In 1861, my great great grandmother was in service at Barrow Green Court as a nursery nurse. Her name was Mary Anne Scouse, aged seventeen. Between 1861 and 1871 my great great grandfather James Wood, was also working there as a footman. They worked for Charles Master and his family.
I was born in Church Road, Battersea in1939 and went to Bolingbroke School - 1944 to 1950, then on to Surry Lane. Did not have much in those days, but were very happy times. Swimming in the Thames, looking for old iron on the beach to sell to the rag and bone man, all good fun. Good memories of Battersea, always lots of things to do - building dens on the bomb sites.
I left the above school in 1968 to start work. Does anyone remember Mr Mills the PE teacher? Happy day. Bye the way, I lived in Doncaster Gardens and my brother John and sister Sandra who also went to this school to.
I have very fond memories of Croydon, especially Reeves Corner which has now been destroyed. I was born on Fairholme Road in 1974, but moved to Wallington when I was three. But we shopped in Croydon most Saturdays, catching the 157 or the 154 to the bus garage. I was wondering if anyone knew what business A.E Pearce on Surrey Street, next to Ye old dog and Bull, was?
I also used to work in the NLA ...see more
Rawmarsh Baths every Saturday and Sunday morning - great times with great friends. Saturday afternoons at Baths Hall dance for young 'uns. Later in life, Saturday night dances and some of the top stars and groups of the sixties. Can remember the New Vaudeville band. Worked at every paper shop in Rawmarsh, best paper shop was in the city, close by Victoria Park. Had friends on Pottery Street. I lived on Barbers Avenue, ...see more
My uncle, Milton Beattie was gamekeeper to Sir James Baird, and he and his wife Connie lived in the gamekeeper's house on the far side of Clints - on the way to Orgate. My mum and I lived in the Hall Cottage, and I went to Marske School where Miss Marriner was the teacher, and we were all taught in one classroom. On nice sunny days, the whole school - I think there were about fifteen pupils - would go out on nature rambles ...see more
A South Londoner, I was 12+ when WWII started in September 1939. I was evacuated with Wandsworth Central School to Farncombe, and remember sitting on the floor in a large hall waiting for someone to 'adopt' me. Eventually, I found myself with the Gorringe family who were the local Builders, Decorators, Undertakers etc, in Hare Lane. I have nothing but very happy memories of my time with them which lasted until ...see more
Does anyone remember a cafe inside Tynemouth Pier in the 1950s? I can't trace it.
Lived in Old Bailey, and enjoyed my life there. I went to Pontymoile School, later to Tympath Secondary Modern. Left school at fourteen and worked at Panteg Steelworks until National Service at Brecon Swab until 1954 then back to the above until 1956. I migrated to Austalia where l live in Melbourne. My first trip back was 1979, l still think about my family and miss them, but they are no ...see more
I have been looking through this brilliant site and came to this picture of the Alton High St, c1965. As a nine year old, in approx 1967, I used to live above Key Markets, the supermarket on the right in picture. My dad was the manager. As I remember, the back of the supermarkets had a great area for playing football. I used to go to the 'Church' School, which I suppose was St Lawerence's. I ...see more
As a child growing up in the mining village of Cwmtwrch in the 1940's and 50's, I enjoyed the family day trips to the cathedral town of Brecon, especially in summer. The public bus would take us from Ystradgynlais to Brecon,a distance of 20 miles passing interesting places such as Craigynos Castle (once owned by the famous opera singer Adelina Patti), the Crai Reservoir, and Sennybridge. The bus stopped somewhere ...see more
My father Dennis Stephens, used to manage the tennis courts and bowling green on Mill Hill Road. My aunt Effie Wheildon, took over the pet shop after Grace Shatwell ended her tenure and moved from her bungalow (opposite our house at 59 Mill Hill) further down the road to another house that was once a market garden, where she opened a little shop. Grace and her son William emigrated to New Zealand, and I met her in ...see more
I stayed several times when Sally and Roy Walker owned the house. They were charming and we became friends, although I have lost touch with them over the years. The house and gardens were lovely. Sally was an excellent cook - sorrel soup, salmon - and Roy an excellent sommelier. As I recall, they had a German Shepherd dog named Luger. Is the place still there? I don't find it listed as an active hotel or guest house. Bod Hyfryd Hall was my starting point for Bodnant Garden.
My mum Mary Booth, worked at the cinema around the above date - I have a photo of her dressed up from the film 'Annie Get Your Gun', selling tickets outside.
I went to Eccles Parish School in 1958/9 until I left in 1963/4. I remember some of the teachers, Miss Whiteside and Mr Norcross - I absolutely loved it there. My sister Linda Sharman, also went there, she is four years younger than myself, so went at a ...see more
I was interested to read the memories of those who attended this school during the war years because the headmaster, whose name was mentioned, was my father, Bill Scott. At that time, the school was operated by Newcastle upon Tyne Education Committee. My father, arrived there with the first evacuated children in May 1940, and he remained in charge until the end of 1944, when it was closed down for an ...see more
My Great Great Grandmother Mary Ann Bell (Nee Law), an American by birth, was living at 32 Maxwell Place, Uddingston, Bothwell in 1901 with her daughter Catherine Law Bell. Mary Ann was listed as a House Missionary in the census.
At the time my surname was Grayston. What can I say, 1980 to 1984 were the best of my school years!! - What a fab school. This was largely a medical school at the time I attended, mainly for childeren with heart murmours, breathing problems, etc.. I was sent there at the age of seven until I was eleven for severe asthma. Not only did it turn my illness around, it also gave me the best memories ever. At that time, ...see more
My family had a caravan in the field behind Johnsons Farm, opposite the corrugated iron clad cafe in the picture. At one end of the cafe were amusement machines such as; Jennings indian head, one armed bandits and other mechanical amusements. Our caravan, originally a tourer but then a static, was made by a small company called Quorn. I have photographs of it. My father, says that he remembers when, as a ...see more
I remember when my mother and granny used to work in the chip shop, and I used to break the coal so it would fit the coal fired pans. There was always a big bottle of sweets under the counter which I would help myself to. The special, was fish chips and peas and the americans loved them. I always used to ask 'any gum chum?' Happy days .
Me and my friend Marilyn, went to Primary school together in London. Her dad was the manager of our local swimming baths. I was devastated when he was offered promotion, it was at a pool in Wallasey, called Guinea Gap Baths. This was just the start of many happy holidays we spent in Wallasey, our parents were great friends and we came up every year for about twelve years. We got up early and went swimming, I think ...see more
I grew up in Silsden and also worked in Silsden, as a weaver at Stocks Mill. I lived at 52 New Rd or shed side, as it was known. We lived almost opposite Fletchers mill gates, in a back-to-back two bedroomed terraced house, with outside shared toile . I attended Aire View Primary School with the Headmistress, Miss Smith. I later went to Silsden Secondary Modern School with Claughton, Leadbetter and ...see more
We used to live in Yeadon in a council house, and when my Dad came out of the Army as an Officer he bought a plot in Hawksworth Lane (number 54). He had a house built by Prior who built all the Tranmere Park Estate between Hawksworth Lane and Harry Ramsdens. Every Sunday, I would don my football boots and go to the 'tip' (a filled in tip) and play and play football all afternoon with boys from the ...see more
Every year in our school holidays we would stay at my aunt's house at Sawbridgeworth and all my family would meet at my grandfather's house at Fullers End, Elsenham for a day. Me and my brother, Thomas, would be given the job to get the drinking water in a pail. He had no water or a well - we would have to go down to the railway crossing, go across, in the bank the other side of the crossing ...see more
Spent many happy days walking over the stepping stones to 'my castle'. Listening out for the large rocking stone to warn of invaders! Wandering by the Dun where the swans still nest generation after generation. Now less to be seen above ground level but it is still a place to enthrall the child within and touch the heart with warm memories of Newtonferry, friends, family and carefree days.
Recently visited for first time in 10 years and High Street is a shadow of what it used to be, quite sad.
This postcard brings back the memories of my first Saturday job in Woolworths on the right hand side of this picture. I almost recall being paid 13 shillings for the day and all legal deductions were made. And this history, along with other jobs I had was very important when I came to claim the minimum UK pension when I officially retired at 62. When the weather was hot, the store manager had an ice cream ...see more
Summer 1959 (I think) I was with Abingdon School Combined Cadet Force at Westdown Camp for our annual training week. The nearest pub, for us naughty under-age drinkers in the evenings, was the Rose and Crown. Apart from the excellent beer and the landlord's tolerant welcome, my abiding memory is of a simple watercolour(?) painting, possibly over the fireplace, of a night time veiw of the pub ...see more
My Grandfather worked at Langwathby station for many years 1950s and I think the early 60s. He used to also look after the flowers on the station. His name was Arthur Sisson, he lived and run a small farm in Melmerby with my Grandmother. I also had 2 uncles who lived there with us Joe and John Sisson. My Father was an AA patrol man and had a serious accident on his motor bike and side car, just as you turn in between ...see more
My Dad was born at 202 St Leonards Road, Mortlake on 14th June 1913. I have no understanding of how the family came to live there and the only way I have found out is from Dad's birth certificate. He was Howard Parker Norfolk and I know from his Mortlake birth certificate that his father (my Grandad William Arthur Norfolk) was a wholesale jeweller's clerk in 1913 and the address at 202 ...see more
Dose anybody have any memories of Coryhaul, not sure If I have spelt it properly - it is a farm in Courgaff. Also Roadside cotttage in Courgaff, my Mother lived here in the early 50's and I think she worked for the Forbs.
I moved to Manor Park in 1948 aged 4 - my stepfather ran Chan's Restaurant.
Memories - catching the 101 bus to Woolwich and spending all day going backwards and forwards on the Woolwich Ferry. Seeing the variety shows before the film at the Granada on Saturdays. Sat morning pics at the Coronation. Ice cream from Larkins by East Ham station. Bread from Simmonds. Playing at Itchy Coo Park (Little Ilford Lane).T he Palace ...see more
I well remember this crash, I had just walked past where the crash happened to buy bread for my mother. I was only seven years old, but ii will always be on my mind, because ten years later my first job after leaving school was to become a signal box boy at South Croydon signal box.
I have a connection to this church, my Great Great Great Grandfather Richard Stephenson and his wife are buried there, on the grave stone is mention of my Great Great Grandfather who died in Australia and his son who died seven days after being born. I would love to visit sometime but I don't think it will happen in this lifetime.
I was born in Caversham, Reading. I used to go to a riding school at Sonning Common, owned by Rosemary Drayton and remember the riding school and farm at Bugs Bottom owned by Frank Stokes. I loved the ice cream sold at The Regent in St Mary's Butts, and I worked at Lamport, Gilbert and Co in Gun Street, my window overlooked Courages and I would see the brewery horses Captain and Trixie pulling the dray of beer. ...see more
I have many happy memories of lovely holidays at my grandparent's home at Ridge Cottages. My father ( Edward C Jones ) married a Yorkshire lass and we would come down each year for two weeks. My aunts lived there also so I had good times with my cousins. I especially remember the Cinder Path down to the cottage and my favourite house was Magpie Cottage. I used to play with a girl called Jasmine who ...see more
Does anyone have any pictures of Gomersal Working Mens Club. I was born there in 1957 and my parents were the Landlord and Landlady - Mr & Mrs Potter. I would love to see some pictures of the house and hear of any memories people may have of the place. My brother was 16 in 1957 and I believe the Club ran rock 'n' roll nights?
David Kemp’s item about Fenham brought back some great memories for me. In the 1940s and early 50s, I lived in Robsheugh Place, round the corner from Ovington Grove. Now I live by the beach in Western Australia, where melanomas are more common than chilblains, but still remember the winter torture of chapped inner thighs! Holy Cross Church dominated our street, although I was never inside it. I remember ...see more
Charles Edward Sharp used to be a busman, working until his death in 1927. He was the son of John and Harriet Sharp from Brigg.
My family and I moved to Peterlee in the Autumn of 1955. We lived in Thorntree Gill. Petelee was quite new then. We could see the North Sea from my parent's bedroom window.
At that time there were no schools, churches, hospitals, few stores, etc. My sister and I attended school in Horden. We walked to school with our friends, and usually had a good time coming and going. The school was old ...see more
Yes an old town with lots of my memories as we had the shop on Doncaster Road in the picture.
Ah! the old town where I was born and grew up before leaving in 1977 for Canada. My grandparents had the fruit shop on Doncaster Road and supplied the Hall at Hickelton for the Halifax family before it became the Sue Ryder Home. I attended the school in Goldthorpe on the junction of High Street and across from the cinema and the police station? Great days now long gone as is nost of the town no doubt....
I only have sad thoughts of Prees, my sisters Shelly and Sarah stanway were killed in a house fire in 1992 and I have no memories of them. Sadly I was only 13 months old at the time, wondered if anyone knew what happened as it's too painful for my parents to talk about.
I'm fairly confident that the people below occupied the properties at that time;
No 1 - The Vicar of St Marys' Magdelain in Bear Street, he lived on his own, a short, dark and mysterious man with bushy eyebrows.
No 2 - Occupied by the Burges's and also owned [or rented] a walled plot of land just opposite.
No 3 - Owned by the Dimeo family, ex RAF.
No 4 - Occupied by spinster Ms Damon and her Mother.
No ...see more
I would like to know if there is anyone out there that knows of the practise that went on in Hopedene.
My partner was born there in 1965, his birthmother was also a domestic there, presumably to pay towards her keep while she was waiting to have her baby. We have now traced his birth mother but unfortunatley she died in 2002, but we have been able to get hold of a few records that were recorded at the time. ...see more
I was born in Heath Town in 1950 in Tremont Street that was just off the Wednesfield Road. There was The Poplar public house on the right going towards Wednesfield, the next road was where I was born. At the top of the street was a factory called Charles Snape. I went to Causeway Lake Infants School at the top of Inkerman Street and then when I was seven went to Woden Road Junior School. I remember going to St.Barnabas ...see more
I remember travelling by coach to Edgeworth with my aunt and grandmother to stay at this lovely old house for a week that seemed like forever, in about 1943. I now find that this old house is called Duntisbourne Abbotts and is a youth hostel. At that time it was very grand with very gentil ladies and gentlemen staying there. I have a photograph that unfortunately I cannot display, with myself sitting ...see more
The shop shown is now a Costa Coffee and the pub next door is a restaurant, once the White Hart where Charles Dickens stayed.
