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Further to Lisa Plaskett memories. My grandfather Ernest Dawson, was the village blacksmith from the early 1920's to 1952. Stephen Rowles father Alfred, was the licensee of the pub from at least 1919 until the early 1950's. My grandparents, lived in a cottage opposite the forge (now the Hall) - there was also a shop,barn attached. To the left hand side of the forge was a pig sty. The large metal ring ...see more
I was baptised in this font in July 1948. My late grandmother's family were parishioners at St Leonard's and will have been baptised there too. The family is connected to carpet weaving in the town, one of whom was the first Axminster weaver. That family name was/is Head and there are still members of the family active in this church, although it is now under the care of the Redundant Churches ...see more
This was taken a year before I emigrated to Australia. My Dad was the owner, and my brother Tom and I were the sons. Dad sold the shop in 1972 (which had been opened in the 1930's) he retired and subsequently died in 1995. The last time I was in Guisborough, was just after he died and not much has really changed except the shop is something else. I have a look at the photo every now and then, just to remember what ...see more
In 1932 my father Len James was moved to Brockenhurst as the 'village bobby'. I was born in 1931 and my brother in 1929. We lived in the Police house (now a renovated private home) and eventually both us boys went to the C of E Primary School. Dad had a standard issue police bicycle, on which he would ride to Lyndhurst and submit his report to the Station Sergeant there. In 1934 we bought a 1928 Morris Minor ...see more
It was a hot sultry afternoon at NUS Camp Leverington and I had decided to walk into Wisbeach, and had just walked past this church. In the church grounds, under large shade trees, I heard a cricket match with people cheering - I wanted to go in and watch. In those days, to go into a Non-Catholic Church you would be 'damed for ever'. I have never forgotten this church.
Recently, I had the opportunity to ...see more
Even to this day if I hear the above I go back to Leverington. It is a Saturday Afternoon in June. We have all had a hard week picking strawberries - it is now time to relax, we are all sitting in the camp lounge room. Someone has just put on a record "Unchanged Melody" A French boy and Norwegian girl have started dancing cheek to cheek.
Tonight we are all going down to the pub we ...see more
I was born in 1931. In 1944 until 1952 I lived at the Police Station in Gloucester Road where my father was a Police Inspector. As a regular member of the Youth Club, I have great memories of cycle trips into the New Forest, Friday night dances, and the memorable 'Skipper'.
Another member was Bill Wrigley who with his wife Dorothy, also emigrated to Australia in 1952 and lives in Brisbane, not far away ...see more
I was born in Knutsford in 1947 at 114 King Street (the Tatton cottages), and moved to Manor Park in 1951. I started at Egerton School (the old one on Silkmill Street) and then moved to Crosstown. I have so many memories of my wonderful home town that 1000 words wouldn't begin to tell my story. The Maydays, (I was a bridesmaid in the village wedding, a dutch girl and several ...see more
I was born in Grange Road but soon after my parents moved to West End Road, my grandmother lived at number 35. I attended Beaconsfield Road Infants School and my best friend there was Ronnie Cornwall who also lived in West End Road. Further down the road from us was an old gentleman who would sell us sweets from his front door. In the mid thirties we moved to 18 Dane Road. When the blitz started, I and a ...see more
Just read a memory of standing outside the factories of Clark Chapmans and asking if anyone had any bait left. I did the same myself, it brought back powerful memories of living in Southey Street until I was 11 years old. My father has just passed away at 88, he worked in Clark Chapmans. Just another thought, can anyone remember the gas explosion that demolished a house near the bottom of the street? We got our bonfire wood from there for a few years. Email:murr.a@hotmail.com
I used to live in George Henry Street and I too, went to Stowell Memorial School. I had a neighbour called Neville Waring and my name was Canavan, then. Have just found out that it is all gone. How sad, had so much fun playing on those cobbled streets and buying pear drops. I live in Australia now.
I'm trying to find people with memories or family stories of Punch and Judy performances in Buxton, Henry Bailey (a performer) or his family, Elizabeth Figg, or son Harry Russell. They lived in Bennett Sreet from the late 19th Century to the early 20th Century. Henry and Harry feature in what is believed to be the first ever film of a Punch and Judy performance (recorded in 1901). If anyone has any great ...see more
I went to Gobowen School from about 1964-1970. I lived in Hengoed, and when I first started school in Gobowen, my mum used to take me and collect me on the back of her bike. As I got older, I walked down Trewern Lane and cut across the field by Wats Dyke, then across the railway by the Hart & Trumpet, through the Back Alley and down Old Chirk Road. If the fields weren't too muddy, sometimes I'd walk home ...see more
These were my local shops. We used to live in the flats adjacent to these shops called 'Morden House', then there was the 'White Bridge' which went over the railway lines to the underground sheds. The first shop on the corner I remember very well indeed. It was my favourite shop. It was a camping/fishing tackle shop where I bought all my camping and fishing equipment. Can't remember the name of the shop now (does ...see more
I remember the butchers/fish shop called Gurrs.They had this little area to right that was built up in front of the counter, and my brother Colin and I used to fight over who was going to stand on the step. Next door in the 50's there was a dress shop and apparently I loved going in there when my mum was getting us fish n' chips. A lady one day, tried to take off with me - my mum came out and ...see more
I used to live in Colvin Gardens, so I knew Fullwell Cafe very well. My mother, brothers and I used to go in there often on the way to visit my Aunty. I have many memories of walking up Toms Wood, Hill Road from Barkingside High St. There was Fairlop Primary School on the corner of our street, and on the other corner was a phone box! We now live in Australia since 1967, I was last in Barkingside in 1979.
I was born on Heol y Baw, which is off Heol y Dre... one of the pictures you have on here is of a cottage on Village Street ..known as Heol y Dre.. I spent many many hours in this cottage, when the Morris`s lived there, they were a mining family. My house was around the corner on Heol y Baw, next to Cwm y Glo Farm. The house was owned by the Coal Board. My foster parents Mr and Mrs Roberts lived there till Mr ...see more
I would have taken the 11+ at Kelvin Grove. I remember the laundry behind the school blowing up. I went there from 1952 to 1958 and lived in Forest Hill. Teachers I remember are: Ms Doubleday (very strict - nobody liked her!), Ms Eckersley - everyone liked her, Mr Cousins - good teacher, very strict, threw the board eraser at anyone talking. Ms Grafton, was the headmistress of the infants, I think, and Mr ...see more
What happy memories I recall of my early dancing days, learning to jive at the Queens Kingsland and New Brighton Tower. I went a lot with my older brother Cliffy Keogh, there were live bands then and only stayed open till 11 o'lock pm. We lived in the big house on the corner of Camden St and Claughton Road opposite St Andrews Square. I had seven brothers and five sisters, but never seemed ...see more
I lived at Camber Sands from 1950-1958 and then Rye. Jury's Gap is a little past Camber and the name comes from 'Jews' Gate' - probably because the area seems to have been used by Jewish merchants of Rye and Winchelsea, either because they were forbidden to use better landing facilities or because they were avoiding import duties. At the end of the 13th century, England became the first post-Roman Empire ...see more
My great, great grandfather Richard Ragget, a sawyer, lived in Greywell and used to drink regularly at this pub. Stories tell of the Duke of Wellington also drinking here. Does anyone else know of this? Does anyone know who the people are in this picture?
I have happy childhood memories of a summer my brother and I spent in Burtersett. We, along with our mother had travelled from our home in Canada and were visiting our grandparents William and Ethel Lawson, and our aunt Joan at Overdale Cottage.
The four hundred plus year old cottage, was across the lane from the Thwaite Farm and I remember that kind family providing great company and new ...see more
Hi, my name is Jessie Peake (Nee Kent), I used to go to the Willows school between 1944 and 1952. The Willows was my favourite school, I can remember having to sleep on camp beds every afternoon .. boy, did that room smell from those that wet the beds ... One of the people I remember was a Mrs Lemon, a really lovely lady, you went to her if you was sick. I remember having the milk brought around the classroom, and in ...see more
I've been researching my family tree and have discovered that my great grandfather John Pugh Cranstoun, was vicar of Long Compton from around 1900 until his death in 1920. I think he is buried in the parish churchyard.
Beautiful Art Deco hotel, cruelly demolished in ?
I have a Maria King married to William Hill, Maria was born in Nassington. Does
anyone have any information on the King Family from Nassington?
Just to add more to the above, William and Ernest had siblings - Gertrude, Julie, Charlie, Lily, Leonard and Ada. Would love some info on this family..
I went to Cheadle County Grammar School for girls, which was down the road from Moseley Hall Grammar School for boys. On Saturdays, and during the school holidays, I worked at Duncan & Foster's bakery & cafe. I worked there from about 1965 to 1968.
I don't know if it still exists or not.
I was 14 years old and I worked for Matthew & Sons Corn Merchants of Brentwood. My job was to go round the local villages with a horse and cart selling our produce to the local people, which mainly consisted of chocolate biscuits, plain & self raising flour & animal feedstuffs. This particular day I had a horse that had not been broken in properly and was rather skittish, he also had a sore mouth ...see more
I have never lived in Bletchingley, but my paternal grandfather, Alfred David Balcombe, was born and raised in the village. My great grandfather was a publican - at The Cottage of Content - but had died when my father was a young boy. My great aunt and uncle remained unmarried and continued to live in the property, although I'm not sure if they continued to run it as a public house. My great uncle ...see more
Does anyone remember during the '40s when the Ursline Girls School got bombed and caught fire. I think it was the same night the Brentwood Senior Boys School got bombed and we all had three months off school. I put my time to good use - I used to go out blackberry picking and sell them sixpence a basket. I made half a crown per day, Jim Chalkley.
I went to the village infants school, I can remember the outlay of it as if it was yesterday, sadly its now a car park. I remember my 3rd year teacher, Miss Martin, she taught me how to plait hair, she had a plump face, rosy cheeks and her hair was always in a bun..she was lovely. And I remember my 4th year class was a building on its own in the far left corner. If anyone reads this and they have picture of the village infants school I would love to see them...
I used to visit my grandmother - who lived on the aptly named Hill Street - throughout my childhood. My Gran was Ruth Robbins (nee James) who lived all her life in Hill Street, two of her daughters and their families also lived in the street so my brother and I always had someone to play with.
My dad was Archie Robbins (born 1910) who trained as a carpenter with the local coffin maker before leaving ...see more
My great grandfather, Christopher, owned Bridge House next to the bridge when this photo was taken, having moved there from Spennithorne where he had been the landlord of the Old Horn Inn.
We believe the cart driver was my great Uncle Herbert who had a cart business in the Dale - his sisters the 'Miss Hauxwells' ran a fish business from their home.
Herbert was killed, following a fall from the cart on his ...see more
I lived in Crib-y-mor with my grandmother, Emily Roberts, and my mother Patricia Jones (both originally Williamson). I lived opposite Tom Roberts and at an early age developed my own system of visiting everyone. First I would go across to Tom's and follow him around watching him weld or milk the cows or help with plucking chickens. One day we came across a snake and he despatched it very quickly. Most days ...see more
Built on land bordering Queen's Park, it was simply a wonderful and exotic place. As a 5 year old first timer until it closed for good (when I was 11 years old) I visited the place so many times you would have thought I lived there. The custodian and his helpers were always explaining to me the items and where they were from and how important they be preserved for children ...see more
My mum and I were evacuated to Ingleton during WWII from Wallasey in the Wirral, after we had been bombed out. We lived at 129 New Village and when we went back to Wallasey after the end of the war, my Grandparents, Mr and Mrs Tyler moved in to 129 and lived there until the late '60's. That was great for me as it meant that I could keep up with my Ingleton friends, as I spent much of my summer hols staying with ...see more
I was born in Redhill at Earls Wood Hospital in February 1944. I lived at Place Farm until 1955. I remember all the celebrations for the coronation of Elizabeth 2nd as we watch a black and white TV. The entire village celebrated with street parties and dancing. I have very fond memories of my childhood there.
The land that the flats are built on, next to the church there was once a house that Joshua Morris built.
Oh my goodness, this takes me back. Many happy memories of times spent at Northwich Bus Station. There was a photo booth that was housed to the right of the building in the photograph. Me and my friend Amanda Grandy spent quite a bit of dosh doing our random silly face shots in there. There was also a great little cafe to the extreme left of the photo who did an amazing cornish pasty with gravy - ...see more
Does anyone remember the land mine that landed behind the church in World War 11 and blew all the east wing windows in ??
I came to live in North Cave as a small boy of 5 years old in 1935 and have many wartime memories. I lived there until 1960 when I moved to London. I am a frequent visitor to North Cave and would be very interested to meet up with, or hear from anybody who may remember me or my family, especially Mrs Maureen Judge.
I am the co- author of 'A house with Spirit' a tribute to Marbury Hall, and loved reading all the comments about your memories at Marbury. I have lots of original photographs in my possession of the Hall and welcome any of you to contact me at any time, as I totally understand your love of Marbury. It casts a spell over anyone who has been there.
I was born in Lumphinnans Road but my childhood memories of growing up are in Station Road where the houses were knocked down to build Lochgelly School. My name is Anne Steedman, my mum & dad were Mary & Andrew. The girl next door to me was Katherine, I think her parents were Naomi & Bert. I remember the corner shop, I think that was owned by the Farmers. Used to be very friendly with the girl who ...see more
I just visited Wales from Canada to complete some research into my family tree. The stained glass windows over the altar of the church were originally donated in memory of my great, great uncle and his wife who died in 1954 and 1965 respectively. They have now been removed and re-dedicated by the Bishop of St. David's to Ysgol y Bedol school in Glanaman, whose Headmistress was kind enough to give me ...see more
Enjoyed reading everyones memories of the good old days revisiting my home town. Recently, sadly, its gone down hill. There was once many nice shops and the market isn't the same. I can remember Lews stall, Annes toy stall, Colliers cafe in the market - only thing that seems to be still there was Crosses Pork Butchers. The toy shop was Worfalks (maybe I've spelt it wrong). I worked at Freeman Hardy ...see more
I remember well the Post Office on the corner where the bus parked. This shop also sold groceries with fresh ham and bacon hanging up behind the counter. Next door was a Wavy Line, a newsagents, the oil shop run by the Harris's, Stanards the greengrocers, a chemist and a Lloyds bank branch. The opposite parade of shops were a tile shop, a bakers, a hairdressers, the Buffet cafe run by John and Beryl Harris, ...see more
My grandmother, Agnes Moffat Edgar was born in 1873 at Mop Cottage. I would like to know where the cottage is located. Her father and grandfather, William Charteris Edgar and John Edgar, have headstones in Dunscore Churchyard. John Edgar was a Master Blacksmith in Dunscore, his wife was Marrion Chateris and they had 7 son and daughters. My grandmothers great grandfather, James Edgar, married Susan Briggs - headstone at ...see more
As a 16 year old, I was a boarder from Cartagena de Indias, Colombia at Saint Joseph's Convent, 122 Ladbroke Road. With me there were around 25 girls ranging from the ages of 4 to 17 years old and at least from 10 different countries from around the world. As far a Kenya, the Sood sisters, from Hong Kong the Leung and Ho sisters. And Jackie Lemaitre and Beatrice Velez, both from Cartagena de Indias and ...see more
The photograph is that of the miner's hall where films were shown. It was also used for pantomimes and other functions. The Lymp referred to in the memory of David Whitney is the Olympia Cinema, owned by Mr Adams. I lived in Pantyraw and went to school, first in Ogmore Vale, then Nantymoel. I left the valley in 1952 aged 15 together with a school friend, Aaron Davies to seek our future in England. ...see more
My great grandfather lived at No 7 Maxwell Road in 1911, he was a dairyman and owned a milk shop which according to my great grandmother's diary opened in 1905.
As a 16 year old, I was a boarder from Cartagena de Indias, Colombia at Saint Joseph's Convent, 122 Ladbroke Road. With me there were around 25 girls ranging from the ages of 4 to 17 years old and at least from 10 different countries from around the world. As far as Kenya, the Sood sisters, from Hong Kong the Leung and Ho sisters. I would call it a small NATO. In my first year at St Joseph's I was in 4th ...see more
I remember the Village Hall "Olde Tyme" dances held once a month on a Saturday night.
At seventeen you might think these would be too sedate for a teenager, but with my
Dad's old suit borrowed on the way out, and lively group of friends, dances like "The Lancers" or a "Quadrille" could be anything but sedate. Although frowned on by our elders, eight youngsters going round in a tight circle with ...see more
This was my first full time job. I was the office junior. My name was Anne Steedman. I loved my role there; going round with the post, printing out on the duplicating machine (messy things in them days lol), learning all about he "dolly Switchboard". All the women in the office were very good to me, looking after me. Unfortutnately there is only one name I can remember and that is Helen. I believe she might have ...see more
My family were the last people to occupy Glebe Farm House, Glebe Ave, Ickenham. The area is now called Cloverlly Close. It was built in the 17th Century as a rectory. We lived there from 1933 to 1936, then moved up the road to 3 The Parade Glebe Ave. The only lighting in the farm was one gas jet in the kitchen, now at 85 years of age I still shudder when I remember my journeys at night, through the house to reach my upstairs bedroom, all I had was this one pitiful candle. Eric Hazell.
I have a relative who lived in East Kilbride. I am not sure but I think it was my mother's brother - his name would be Archibauld and they lived on a farm. This would be in the 1940s. My mothers maiden name was Jean Archibauld and she married Thomas Hendry in 1990. Anybody know our family I would love to hear from you.
John Hendry.
We lived in Lindford when I was about 11 years old in 1972. My father was in the army and was based in Londmore, but we lived in the corner plot, opposite the farm, in Windsor Road. I have many very happy memories of Lindford: Weyford Junior School, where I was one of the children who were the first to use the new part of the School. Mrs. Marrack , who was referred to by the children as "Ma'am, was a ...see more
The year my mum and dad got married in Kilfinan Church. My mum was born and brought up in Kilfinan Post Office where my granny, Mrs Maclachlan was the post mistress for many of my childhood years. I don't actually remember the year as I was born in 1962, but still, I feel like I was there. The village from my earliest memories was full of cousins, aunts, great cousins, great aunts and many friends of my ...see more
I was lucky to live in Portpatrick - my father came to HM Coastguard Station in 1953. We had come from Australia, and it took my mother some time to settle in, I think: she was a town girl through and through. My sister and I felt more or less at home. Well, as much as we did in Australia, I suspect, although it was easier to be called Shiela in Scotland than it was in Australia. Mr Muir the Headmaster at the ...see more
I was born in Newcastle and all my family. My grandparents lived at Percy Terrace and I would go every school holiday to stay with them. I loved walking along the sea front with my gran - she would walk us to Colour Coats and Tynemouth in the evening and on the way back she would buy me and my sister and brother a bag of chips and a hot chocolate. We would stay on the beach all day - it was ...see more
My parents, Zack and May Burn had a bakery and grocery shop on Station Street during the 1950's. It was the whitewashed building at the far end of the photograph. In the 1960's they bought "Eignbrook", further along Station Street, which used to be Miss Maxwell's hairdresser's, and prior to that was Holmes' bakery. There my mum ran the grocery shop, which was a "Mace" shop and my father had a mobile grocery ...see more
I was seconded to 10 Signals Regiment in November 1971 from my Territorial Army engagement with 39 Signals and spent the best part of a foggy, cold and hard working long month training with their NCO's on the Regular Army "Junior Detachment Commander Course".
10 Signals were based in the Beavers Lane Camp which by amazing coincidence was just a hundred yards or so from ...see more
On the beautiful Dartington Hall Estate there is a unique “International Modernist House”, now used as a gallery, just to the north-east of Dartington Hall School. High Cross House reopened to the public this year under a partnership between the National Trust and The Dartington Hall Trust and I was able to visit within weeks of its opening with my wife ...see more
I recently went for a walk with my mum Enid, to the bluebell wood. This wood has many names, Kings Wood, Long Thwaite Wood, to mention a couple. It evoked memories of my childhood. Days when I would walk with my brother and sister. Georgina marching off in front trying not to be associated with her younger siblings or get tempted to regress to those imaginary games of Robin Hood or the land of Narnia she had ...see more
Me and my two brothers were evacuated here during the war, we stayed with our cousin who was married to Jimmy Linton, a coal miner. They had a daughter Janet, does anybody out there know of us? I would love to hear from you, John Hendry.
I remember starting school there, and also remember the teacher, her name was
Miss Martin. Also, we had a nap in the afternoon on a camp bed. The Headmistress was Miss Jenkins.
My mother worked in the kitchen - also her sister Cilla. I lived in no 3 Charles Street across the road, fond memorys for me.
My Great, Great grandparents, John and Jane Crocker lived here in 1915 before they both died.
I remember during the 2nd world war years I used to go swimming at Brentwood. The steps in this photo leading to the pool is where I saved a young boy from drowning. In those days the young boys who could not swim had a habit of jumping in the deep end just by the steps - when they reached the surface they would grab hold of the rail at the top of the steps and climb out. But on this ...see more
I was in this hospital for over a year and I loved every day of it. I remember the grounds and the woods at the back which we dare not go in. I was in H.O.T ward and as I got older I moved upstaires to Anne White Wing (I think). I remember Wally the porter and my teacher was Mr Hughes from Wales. I remember the nurses, especially Sister Usherwood or Underwood & Nurse Cole. I can remember the ...see more
We lived in Gordon Road up to 1948 then Rathcool Gardens till 1955 when we moved to the Coldfall Estate in Muswell Hill. Ee all attended Hornsey Infants, Tottenham Land then senior school in Priory Road, Hornsey. My sister Ann and myself went to boarding school in Rotherwick in Hampshire - her until 1956 me until 1955 when I left to attend the William Grimmshaw School in Creighton Avenue, Muswell Hill for one year ,then started work in Jan 1957.
Happy memories of Barningham. I lived on Metcalfe Farm in Park House, sent there from South Shields with my mum and brother after our home took a direct hit during an air raid . Mum worked very hard on the farm along with German prisoners of war. We went to school in the village and shopped at Mrs Athertons with the monkey tree outside.
I remember moving to Pelton Fell at about the age of eight, number 9 Ferndene Avenue. The house was new and we were the first to occupy it. There was a small alley at the end of the street that led to the railway line. A small shunting engine ran back and forth along the line from Pelton fell pit to Waldridge. There used to be an engine shed up on the fells near to Waldridge not far from the Swan Inn and ...see more
I have fond memories of visiting our grandparents on our mother's side, who lived at number 8. We recited the "ABC" streets and I can remember Smythes the cake shop at the top of the street, where we bought Snowball cakes from. We also walked to Barnes Park with my dad, obviously to get us out of the way for a bit of fresh air! I clearly remember the bandstand and on a recent revisit to Sunderland to retrace some ...see more
Hi, school holidays down the den consisted of endless hours playing comandoes and building the dam at the Ladies Brig, Eddie Thacker the Mackays, Tommy Johnstone, Gareth Bruce, Shug Torrance, Harry Caulder, Podge Allan, Frogy and Donald Fraser, and many more all joined in hauling shalogies (i.e cut turf the size of carpets to dam up the burn). As soon as we finished, along came the farmer and pulled it down, waste ...see more
I am trying to find any info on my grandmother, Frances E Robson who was born in Hartlepool 1894. Her mother was Mary Robson born 1874 and her mother was Elizabeth Frances Robson born 1842. Her husband was William Robson. They lived at numorous addresses being Hermit Street and Temperance Street - both streets are no longer there in the Headlands. I am trying to find out where these streets were - can anyone ...see more
I went to St Marks. My memory was a teacher called Miss Briggs. She read a book called Albert Shwietser - I might have spelt the name wrong - but you could hear a pin drop as she read this book - just a few chapters each week until it was finished. We played in the air raid shelters at playtime when the teachers had coffee; you could smell it all over the school. I remember a lad called Harry who was ...see more
I grew up in Farncombe. My grandparents lived opposite the railway station and all my other relatives lived in the village. My grandmother had worked as housekeeper to the Phillips family whose son, 'Jack', was radio operator on the Titanic. I attended the local village school and remember the toilets had no doors, only sacking on nails, and the air raid shelters in the playground. My brother-in-law was ...see more
I lived in Polar Road, South Merton, but at the end of this road was Morden. I went to school in Morden and my Headmaster was Mr How. I went on to Willows High School for girls. I later went back in the '90s and how much it had changed. My best friend, Alison short lived in Kenley Road, Morden and I could see us both walking to school at Willows. Jill Palfrey was my name then.
Born in York Street, moved to Rimmington Road. I had friends at Barnley Road Primary, St Johns Junior and Barnley Road Methodist and the Brownies there. Remember Joyce Brooks, Sharon Guest, John Mason, Linda Lapinsky, Pat Thornley. From Windmill Rd and Linda Savoury. I became a "Black and White Minstrel" played Coronation Street and Crossroads. Married and live in South Africa. I remember the Friday market, ...see more
I have very happy memories of Hazel and I looking after the Eight Bells for Jack and Sylvia when they went on holiday. This was for a few years in the late 60's and early 70's. Most sadly, my lovely wife Hazel, 'nee' Cook, died very suddenly just a year ago today, 26 March. My family came together with me last Sunday, 25 March 2012, and the new Vicar, Andy Wolton, said a few prayers for us after the service, at ...see more
I lived at Cotton Valley Farm from 1955 until 1959 with my parents, Reg and Jenny Foster, and my five brothers, before we then moved to a small village called Hardmead end of February 1959; my mother is still living there. I was then aged four years and would really like to hear from anyone who has any information or photos of Cotton Valley Farm around that time, I can remember my parents pushing us in prams ...see more