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We toured entirely around Scotland in the Summer of 1975 in our Land Rover. It came as something of a shock to discover how long some of our drives took as the narrow and steep roads with passing places seemed to stretch for miles and miles. The journey was "planned" from the comfort of our home in East Kilbride as we had just moved to Scotland so I could start a new job in Glasgow. Almost two ...see more
Guessing around 1069, I'd been about 10 then. I have many memories of going to Saturday morning cinema with my sister, and I remember my dad telling me of having similar memories. I lived at the top of St John's Hill, just before the town hall, so it was a fair old walk. I remained in Battersea/Clapham until 1985.
I grew up in Rhos on Sea and remember very clearly the group of shops in this photo. I was sent regulary to Reynolds Hairdressers for a "Short Back & Sides" and as a small child sat on a plank of wood which rested on the arms of the Barber's Chair so I was high enough for Mr Reynolds to reach! My best pal's grandparents owned Roberts Newsagents and on Sunday mornings he and I sold papers from the stand outside the shop in good weather.- Happy days!
Lovely memories of this park in all seasons - piles of leaves in the autumn and the pond frozen in the winter, the 'donkey derby', taking my puppy for walks and eventually it was the place I 'ran away' to when I was told we were moving away!
Very vivid memories of our school nativity plays at the town hall (I played Mary twice!) and also playing the piano in front of a large audience after coming first in my age group at the Farnborough and Aldershot music festival
This picture shows what is now Lloyds Bank with the edge of the North Camp Methodist church on the left where I went to Sunday school and Brownies in the church hall.
If I'm right this is Reading Road: 'Aunty Jean' ran a pre-school playgroup and lived at the end of this road.
I was also born in Hawkesbury Upton and spent the first 27 years of my life there, many of my family are still there. I left the village when I married and moved to the Bristol area. I have 3 children and one grand daughter. Unfortunately that marriage finished and I moved to Holland 17 years ago and now live 15 minutes from Amsterdam.
I still visit the village but it is so different to the days when we ...see more
The Museum Garden was something of a treat when my mother took my three nieces and my nephew and myself to the Museum Garden. There were some peacocks and peahens roaming about freely within the gardens, My Nnece Trudy was somewhat amazed when she saw the peacock fan its feathers, she made a remark saying that the feathers were beautiful and said out loud ''Please Mr Peacock would you please give me just one of your ...see more
My auntie is the last remaining daughter of John Feenan, if any-one has any memories of John I would love to hear, maybe I could print them and show my auntie, at the age of 81 years now, and the Centenary this year would be great to see...
I was at Boyles Court but I cannot find any mention of it anywhere, I was told it was a mental home? Please can anyone throw light on what it was? Thank you.
i was sent to The Gables from Boyles Court in Brentwood because I was a bit of a naughty boy. I liked it there, I loved Maldon, it has great memories for me as well as bad ones from the headmaster Mr Gosling becasue he was a one-legged bully, he used the cane very hard and very often, I hated him. I had a friend there called Roger Shilton. I was a member of the Boys Brigade, l liked that as well, but unfortunately I was taken from The Gables to another school in Langham.
My family name was Stebbing, Jennifer, Carol and Sue, and l lived down Beldham Road council estate until my father Robert won the football pools, then he bought a house in Northwood in Middlesex. He was a bus driver and before that a sergeant in the army for 24 years. He used to drink in the Cricketers Arms. My best friend was a Shirley Warner.
My nan and grandad were Barking people, my nan was born on a fishing smack moored in the quay at barge aground area of town. My grandad was a hero of the battle of Jutland. My uncle Tig lived and died in Barking so did many of my family. My dad was in the Royal Marines and when he demobbed we came home from Germany and lived in a nissen hut in Barking Park with 3 other families, Billy Cutts was one I think, then ...see more
1964 was the year I moved from Barking to Bletchley because my aunt and uncle Jay lived there since 1954, we used to go to there's for Christmas, it was boring, nowt to do loads of snow and woods and cows. When I first got of the train at Bletchley I thought I'd stepped into a time warp, everything was closed, even the ticket collector had gone home. There was 1 taxi, Purcells, I wanted Kennt Drive and walked to ...see more
This picture of Shiplake Lock brings back memories. My parents moved into Shiplake Lock in 1952. This picture shows the old lock house with my father Peter Gough coming out of the gate. The old house where my brothers grew up had not electricity or running water. The old house in the picture was knocked down in 1958 when the current one was built adjacient to it. This was the one that I grew up in. My father tragically ...see more
I was born and lived in Reada Terrace near Frizington, Cleator Moor, my parents were Jerry and Margaret Hayhoe and we moved down to Doncaster in Yorkshire roundabout 1964. I can remember St Paul's School in Frizington, the pond in the woods on the way to school where a little girl was unfortunately drowned, I can also remember the sound of the hounds on the hunt. We had to walk to school of ...see more
I lived in Bryn Glas for ten years after passing the 11+ to go to Lewis School for girls. Memories - I have lots, and it is lovely to come back home. Sitting on the Graig counting the cars (and there weren't many), travelling up Tredomen hill towards Nelson. Really enjoyed the Boys Club on a Thursday night -sixpence to get in. I can remember driving in my father's car under the viaduct towards Maesycwmmer . ...see more
I stayed at Netherside Hall in 1952, Mr Anderton was the headmaster. I have some vivid memories of the school and grounds, but I am hopeless with names, only a couple come to mind, John Firth, Ronnie Reeves. I was the only boy I think without asthma, I used to sneak inhalers for the other boys. I was captain of the football side, and we played on the small pitch next to the road. One of the boys fell out of the big tree ...see more
My memory is not that long ago. I moved to Chesterfield with my wife and small children in 1991. We first lived in Brampton then moved to Wingerworth. We had a fish and chip shop in Cavendish Street just around the corner from Knifesmithgate opposite the Blue Bell Hotel. I am from Sydney in Australia so to live and work in the beautiful town of Chesterfield was a great experience for me. I enjoyed the ...see more
Anne must have left Shute School a few years before I started there!! I remember a fantastic cold spring with an old fashioned pump in the "grounds" of the gate house. Always very welcome when we had biked to Colyton and back on a Saturday afternoon!! And the water was always ice cold even on the hottest day.
Somewhere, not too far from Woodley, there is a pub called the But Inn, it was somewhat an old-fashioned pub where instead of hand pumps for filling up pint glasses there were barrels tipped on their sides and a wooden tap knocked into the barrel. There was a spill bin to capture any drips from out of the barrels. As far as I recall the brewery was Weatherheads that supplied all the beer within the wooden ...see more
Does anyone have any knowledge or photos relating to the row of cottages, demolished in Upper Llansamlet, when the M4 was laid down?
My great-grandfather lived in one of these cottages. There is a photograph in existance but I was unable to get a copy.
If anyone has a photo of these cottages I would appreciate a copy.
Thanks,
Wendy
Does anyone have photos of Swansea Vale Works? I have tried to find photos but cannot locate any.
My grandfather lived in Heol Las area but unsure if in any of the houses shown.
Name: Reginald Davies
Worked in Swansea Vale Cynder Plant for many years.
Any photos would be appreciated.
Thanks,
Wendy
Can scarcely believe that nobody has memories of the late Anna Margaret Haycraft, aka novelist Alice Thomas Ellis, wife of Colin Haycraft owner of Duckworth Publishing where she was also fiction editor. Haycraft loved her home in Pennant Melangell which she owned for decades until her death in 2005. I believe her to be buried in the local cemetery here which I intend visiting this year (2012). Or are the locals ...see more
As children,we attended Sunday school which was at the base in one of the nissan huts, as we got older it was the church service. After church we would walk to the Castle in pitch darkness, with Tommy and Bet Stewart, telling ghost stories. The castle was a ruin then with walls crumbled, broken doors, which I am sure was vandalism, you could enter into the Castle, not that we did as it was too creepy. It ...see more
I went to Mardyke from 1952 to 1956. I believe it opened in 1951. It was a big change from the cramped east end. At first we only had the 2 asphalt playgrounds because the big playing field hadn't been made yet. I can remember class mates Alan Parkinson, Paul Lambillion, Barry Halsey, Pat Wyatt, Clive Vellacot, Brian Crudgington, Mary Davis and a few others. Teachers included Mr. Jeffries, Mr. West, Mr. Hewitt, Miss Wright. Headmaster was Mr. Childs. Anyone remember those times?
I was born and brought up in Barnton and remember fondly how we used to walk across the fields to go to marbury swimming pool. We spent many happy hours there in summer. Like many others my father was housed in Marbury Park by I.C.I until the housing estates were built. We lived in Green Avenue most of my family still live in and around Northwich, I travelled furthest [ha ha] and live in Warrington but still class ...see more
I am now 53. My parents and I moved to Erith from Suffolk in 1967/68. I remember the old Erith pre concrete jungle. I never really let the old town go. The damage the new building did to the town is only known now. It was not a very happy time, but that was not due to Erith. I lived in Springhead Road. Worked 10 years at Simbros, Hailey Road. Got married in Christchurch, Erith. I would like to think my dad was a character ...see more
I grew up in Deal, spent many hours in this shelter, from around 1961, it is still there today.
My fondest memories of that time are: directly opposite across the road was a roller skating rink and amusement arcade, cafe and a round bingo hut, later the bingo hut was removed and replaced with swing boats.
I loved my time there. I have only one picture of myself on the rink, but cannot see the ...see more
This wondeful hotel was a show-topper in 1948. I could never have afforded to stay here. However my friends and I often came here Saturday evenings to enjoy the party atmosphere and dance the night away. The highlight of this hotel's ballroom was the 'sprung floor' Plus the advantage of having two stages, one at each end of the ballroom, This meant that on one stage held a 'Modern' dance band, and a ...see more
I came to live at Gara Bridge as a babe in arms in the early 1940s. We lived at 2 Hothole Cottages, and I remained there until I joined the forces in 1960. Our neighbours all that time were called Pullyblank, Phil, the elder, and wife lived in the house on the right, as you look at the cottages from the front. On the left lived Bill Pulleyblank and wife. Both these men were rabbit trappers We travelled to ...see more
These memories actually date back to the summer of 1967 as well as that of 1968. Sometimes, there was no work in the fields, or I needed money because I was such a lazy fruit picker. So I left Leverington and applied to be hired at Smedley's in the evening after tea. It was marvellously quick and simple to get work, there were no formalities, no red tape at all. We seasonal workers just got a clocking card, and I am ...see more
I remember going to the bakers (Kings), and getting little brown Hovis loaves rolls, then taking them back to Bradwell. I also used to live in a flat at 5, Church Street, 2nd storey, rent in those days was £1 50p a week, it belonged to Muscutt at Thompins, those were the days.
The second year we came to Leverington was 1968, June and July. We decided to air ourselves in England. Instead of two, we were three boys this time, and we came in my car. Tom knew us from last year, but it was his duty to deliver his standard speech on the rules of the camp : "This is a WORKING CAMP, NOT a HOLIDAY CAMP ! When you do not work in the fields, you can enjoy yourselves, but I don't want to find ...see more
My family moved to Magham Down in December 1953, when I was nearly 5. The Red Lion was run by the Mounsey family. The shop and post office was run by Joyce Russell. In the shop were sweets in large glass jars, many made by Angear's of Herstmonceux. They were weighed out and sold by the quarter, in white paper bags. The shop was in the main part of the house, but the post office was ...see more
The church was a mission hall, part of Hailsham Parish. It was constructed of green painted corrugated iron. There was just one large room, with a curtained vestry at the rear. There were two services a month, a communion service at 8am on the 4th Sunday, and on the third Sunday of the month, an afternoon service which was a mixture of Matins and Evening Prayer. On every Sunday except the third, ...see more
I have a memory of Hogsthorpe on already as I attended the village school. I now have in my possession a postcard showing Sivells Mill and I cannot find out where Sivells Mill was in Hogsthorpe. Can anyone tell me where in Hogsthorpe Sivells Mill was?
Also I went to school with Sylvia Hartley (nee Jinks) who I have met up with once but have been unable to contact her again. Does anyone know if she is ...see more
I think it was July 1967. We arrived at Leverington hitch-hiking from the Continent. We were nineteen years old, and we had so little money that we had decided never to pay for accommodation until we got to Leverington. I remember we slept in a lean-to shed at the back of a pub. The pub owner had served us a few pints and listened to our little story. She offered this solution. Another night, we slept in a kind of blockhouse ...see more
I lived at 13 Fallside Rd, and I remember as a child going up to the hotel window with other children to see these Americans celebrating Christmas, with a real Christmas tree. I think they missed their own families because I remember them coming and talking to us. My mother came and dragged me home with an American running after her, apologising to her and explaining that they mean'nt no harm. I left Bothwell in 1949 to emigrate to South australia
My mother died in 1943,when I was still a child. It was strange, terrible time but I remember vividly standing in the peaceful churchyard at the burial. The place is dear to my heart.
I left Quarry Bank in 1953 to go to America. I later found I attended when John Lennon was there. I have never understood why he was killed. I lived in Aigburth and lost contact with all my friends. I still think of Aigburth as home.
Mr Lodge who was blacksmith and farrier to the stable which his daughter Elaine owned would allow me to watch him work at the forge: one day whilst he was fashioning a horseshoe which was white hot, he had placed it on top of the anvil just for a short moment while he stoked up the fire. It was then that a rep. came in order to try and sell some horse nails; anyway this rep. was so occupied in the ...see more
Are there any photos of Theodore Lamb? I remember him very well.
I used to live in Perthcelyn but now live in Station Terrace in the Ceiber and have done for 7 years, all my family are from here:)
I also attended the primary school at Bourne from 1955 to 1963 before moving to Heckington in 1964. I remember mostly with fondness, my time at the school, especially my time in Mr. Lamberts class 3 as it was when I attended. I ssed to love his story reading as he would stand at a lectern which was to the left of his desk. When he read from Dickens's 'A Christmas Carol' he would come charging down the ...see more
If this was summer 1955 or in 1957 to 1958, my pram-pushing wife might well be in the picture. Eldest was born in May 1955, next in May 1957, the eldest at Newcastle General hospital, the next at home at 14 Millfield Gardens. Looks busy enough to be a weekend so maybe I was in it too.
Wonderful sands, freezing cold under a sea fret.
I lived in Tunley Road, Balham from 1938 to 1949, I remember the day the V2 hit at the end of the road, and I lost friends. I went to Ravenstone School until 1949. There were 3 of us, Maureen Smith, Maureen Green and me Valerie Smith, we were a real "gang". Mr. Fish was the Head, and Miss Taylor and Mr. Stanly Tench were the teachers I remember. Of course our "gang" made up wonderful romance stories about the two of ...see more
Back in the 1960s my sister used to take her dolls to the dolls' hospital to get them fixed, they also mended teddy' bears but my best memory of the dolls' hospital was that they used to have a Jonny 7 machine gun set up in the window, it was a toy gun that broke down into 7 different weapons. I was living on Bellfields then and my mum didn't have much money so she couldn't afford to buy me one and all of my mates were in ...see more
Can anyone please remember a private Hotel in Sands Lane called the Farslea Hotel? My Mum and Dad had that hotel. I would love to find out if it is called anything else now, or even if it was demolished.
I have been searching, to reestablish contact with friends of my youth in Aveley. Also seeking photo records of those days, during and directly after the War. Time is passing and I need to do it before they are all gone. I found two sites on Facebook which were immensely helpful, They are: MEMORIES OF GROWING UP IN OLD AVELEY (with 128 Members) AVELEY THURROCK (with 825 Members) Both are very useful. Peter Gough pgough@embarqmail.com
My sister Linda and I used to go to the Odeon on a Saturday morning. Linda was one of the ushers and had a torch to show us young movie goers to our seats.
We used to sing a song:
We come along on Saturday morning greeting everybody with a smile,
We come along on Saturday morning knowing its all worth while,
We're members of the Odeon and all intend to be, good citizens when we grow up and emperors of the sea, we come along ...see more
Well, I grew up in Havens Head, it's a lovely quiet place, there is loads of wildlife like foxes and squirrels, badgers loads of wild birds, and there is a lovely footpath where you can look over the lake and that leads to the docks and the marina.
I've remembered those names. Bob's name was Corrie; Wilf was Wilf Myers, they were two of three Overmen (Deputies) at Haile Moor. The third was big Alf Varah.
A gentleman called Chris Gibson sent me a message asking if I remembered certain people. Like an idiot I have somehow lost it. As I recall, the names he mentioned were Jimmy Cowan, James Booth and I think Ted Gribben. I remember the name ...see more
My family moved to harold Hill during the early 1950s from Dagenham. We lived on Paynes Brook Way first which must have been one of the first roads built as I remember lots of houses being built. We then moved to Brosely Road (up by the Duckwood Pub) and lastly on St Neots Road close to the Adventure playground.
I remember when there were people (probabaly council) blowing up trees along Paynes Brook. I also ...see more
My visit to Burnopfield to meet grandma Ann Burns and John Patrick Burns, my mam Ann Therese Burns was born in Barrington Villa in Burnopfield, my mam and 9 sisters and brothers grew up in this house. If anyone knows something abouth this house, who the owner is or if it is still there, I would like to know, I live in Norway.
I lived in Gamesley for a very short while, but it's an episode of my life that I will never forget. I used to live at 10 Callow Close, it was late autumn of 1968. So much was going on then, the moon landing was yet to come, the music was probably the best ever, especially in 1969. I am, unfortunately, the eldest of 6, with 4 brothers and a sister.
We arrived from a bleak red 2 up 2 down brick ...see more
I was born in Kingsley Crescent in the flats and proud of it, I am, the people were so friendly. I remember playing cricket with Carlo Satori, he became a footballer for Man United. And also making a swing on the lamp post. The rag and bone man used to come and we would follow him round asking for a balloon. I used to love going to the shops for my mam to Brennans and Mays the pawn shop. If I remember ...see more
My family moved to Blandford Forum in 1970 and we left in 1973, my dad was in the Royal Signals. I have 2 sisters and 2 brothers and the time we lived there really was the most fantastic time ever. I have vivid memories of all the fun we had and how safe I felt while living there. We lived at 26 College Road, Blandford Camp, and our garden backed on to the really steep hill that took us to the woods. I can ...see more
Does anyone recall any of the Downes family who lived in Dodds Road? My grandad was Tommy Downes and his siblings were Isabel (Bella), Flo, Olive, Syd, Maud, Jim and Kate (possibly others). My great-grandparents were Albert and Rebecca Downes (nee Wells). I think Albert may have worked at the cider factory (Gaymers?) but I don't have much info on them at all so if anyone does recall them please contact me on reevelynn@hotmail.com. Thank you. Lynn Reeve (nee Creasey)
My aunt and uncle were Gladys and Ted King who had a little sweet shop on Market Hill in the 1950's & early 1960's. I spent many happy hours helping in the shop and remember the large shoe size boxes which held the sweets and the scales used for weighing them out. The chocolate buttons I remember with great fondness as my aunt told me I could sample some if I liked! What ...see more
Hi, I am searching for any information on a Tom Morse who moved to Tonypandy, I think between 1901 -1910, from Pembrokeshire, to become a coal miner.
The information I have is that he married a local girl who ran a local newsagents and had 4 children.
My grandparents were Ethel and Tommy Downes who lived at Normanhurst, Rendham Road, Sax from the early 1900s until their deaths in the late 1960s. They had four children, Gladys (1913), my mum Phyllis (1914), Norman (1920) and Arthur (1921). Grandad Tommy bore a great resemblance to Field Marshal Montgomery and even wore a beret like him. He worked for the Post Office as a telegragh ...see more
I was born in Sunderland in 1948 and Christened in Holy Trinity Church, Church Walk, where all of my mother's side of the family had been hatched, matched, and dispatched.
I was raised in Wear Garth till the age of twelve years old when my parents left Sunderland for work in the midlands. Although times were hard in Sunderland at the time for many, we as a family of eleven didn't have much. I have some fond memories of my ...see more
Hello Old Fogies! [you must be an old fogie like me if you remember Retford at that time..Hehe.]
I first came to Retford at the age of about 7 months. My mom and dad got a letter from Birmingham saying not to come back as the bombing had started. We eventually ended up living at 57 Stawberry Road until Mar 31 1954, ending up back in B/Ham on April Fool's Day 1954.
Our granddad lived at 55 ...see more
Things I remember...... I lived at 52 Tamarisk Road; the prefabs were a wonderful place to live. I remember "Cyril’s" Mobile Shop, that used to sound his horn outside to let us know he was there, I think it was Barton’s the baker van who delivered bread to your door, but also had lovely fresh cakes available in the back of the van. We used to have to go "pea picking" with my mum near Ockendon train station. ...see more
Living approx, six miles from Windsor, one on a clear night could just see Windsor castle. I have been often told that Her Royal Majesty had her own country house where I lived and that on occasions she would reside there rather than in the Castle itself. Not too far away was where Billy Smart would have his circus animals roam wild in a huge enclosure. Again not too far from there from where Her Majesty had her ...see more
My father worked in quality control at Millers for a couple of years in the early 1960s. He loved singing and one of my earliest memories is of him singing in what must have been the loading/packing bay. It had good acoustics! I was two or three years of age.
My great grandfather's shop is one or other or both buildings immediately on the left of the photo. It was a general grocers and tea merchants.
My husband's Gt Gt Grandmother, Thirzah Bishop was born in Loders in 1839. Her father was John Tidsby Bishop (1806-1861), and her mother was Charlotte Green (1805-1884). The family emigrated to NZ in the mid 1800s. In 2006, whilst visiting England from New Zealand, my husband, daughter and I visted Uploders, not being aware of the Loders connection at that time. We were interested in ...see more
I lived in Velindre from 1952 to 1975. My best memory is playing by the falls, having a swim with other kids from Velindre.
I moved to Sackville Street in Brierfield when I was 2, lived there till I was 12 then we moved to Walter Street, Brierfield till I got married at 20, then I went to live on Coronation Roa, Brierfield and now I'm back on Sackville Street and been here for 21 years, I've never lived anywhere else but Brierfield, the same as my husband.
Yes, I remember I holidayed there in I think 1969? I used to miss the fabulous afternoon cream teas to ride Mr Klinkenberg's horses from the stables beside the hotel to his farm in the vale for overnight grazing. Horses I remember Secret Sign, Venture, Proper Twerp and Cypher (with dreadful warts), these were his ex point to pointers, there were also others, Honey, Mohawk (one of the ride leader's horses) and a ...see more
My grandparents lived in Frinton-on-Sea from 1959 and as a child I would regularly stay with them in their bungalow for a week or so each school summer holiday.
Every holiday my brother and I looked forward to a visit to Walton Pier for the penny arcade and the thrill rides. (Fifty years later we still happily recall the smells, noises and atmosphere of the pier!)
Being a keen ...see more
I moved to Deansbrook Road in 1970, my daughter was just six weeks old. She went to Drififeld Boys Club as a toddler, kind of nursery there. The Boys Club was run by Colin Hedges.
My neighbours were Gladys and Arthur on one side, Mrs Parker and daughter on other side, THEY WERE GREAT NEIGHBOURS.
We had a boxer dog called Nadia.
Third daughter born here, 1972. So many great memories, I used to ...see more
I was born and raised in Heol-las in 1938 until 1955. I now live in the U.S. since 1958. I was a member of Ainon Chapel and went every Sunday and sat with Tessa Adlam. Heol-las was a great place to live back then - the people there were wonderful. I lived at 7 Birchgrove Terrace, next door to Mary Rogers, and across the street from Adlams and the Martin's shop/Post Office. My name then was Maureen McCullough and my sister's name was Myfanwy.
I used to work on a pig farm which belonged to a farmer by the name of Lovejoy, he was a provider for Wall's Pork Sausages. The thing was that I had some time to myself where I would explore the woodlands around St Leonard's Hill, one day I found an old derelict mansion with hardly any of its structure worth mentioning. But to the front of the mansion there were two huge pillars of stone like one ...see more
My family spent a very happy holiday as guests of the Barnaby famly who owned the castle. About 6 years old, I recall being transported from the station in a Trojan estate car - a most innovative design at the time with its unique diesel engine. Mr Barnaby, a botanist who wrote on Alpine flora, also owned a wonderful long-nosed Allard sports car with a dickie seat formed by opening the boot in which I rode in ...see more
I was having a pint in The Blue Room pub [now The Compleat Angler] on June 10, 1962 while waiting for my train to depart from Thorpe Station to Shippea Hill for my return to RAF Mildenhall. In walked 'the love of my life' with her mum...we dated until my return [Nov. 5, 1962] to the US for military discharge. We lost contact [no available telephones or computers then] and we made contact once again in August 2009...we married on Sept. 11, 2010 and are now living in the USA.
My grandfather, Charles Arthur Evan, was signalman there. My mom Margaret Evans was born there in 1917, one of four daughters. She passed away nearly three years ago at 92 and as sharp as a whip. We emigrated to Canada in 1958. My mom and dad, James Peter Turner, knew so many of the folks in Tuxford and Carlton on Trent as they had the Fountain Hotel in Tuxford, also Cherry Tree Farm and a barbers shop on ...see more
