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Hessle church was and is an example of fine architecture with one of the finest organs in the county. I joined the church choir and attended most services, we were paid for something we enjoyed. I remember weddings paid a half crown each. The church was well set for sound, the congregation could hear every word. When the organ was undergoing restoration the front pipes were taken away, some say they were stolen. The organist at ...see more
When I came to live at Brough there were two shops, plenty of banks and churches and two pubs, the Buccaneer and the Ferry Inn. I visited both on numerous occasions. I worked at both the timber yard and what was then Hawker Siddleys. I was 25 years at Brough. I visited a month ago and didn't know it, the merger with Elloughton is amazing, the new housing is vast . It is not like the old Brough at all, though Station Road hasn't changed that much since the old days.
I walked and played down here. My aunty and uncle owned one of the house boats nearby and my father worked at Marshalls quarry/mill for a while. The area has changed a lot ,mostly to car parking. We rode our bikes round Little Swits and often visited Humberfield quarry to watch the train come out of the tunnel. There isn't much left of any of it now.
I think this was in the 1960s, whilst I was working for the Flight Simulator Firm in Crawley, REDIFON LTD, part of Redifusion Ltd. I became part of the team puttting on a charity show at this theatre for the Red Cross. It was called "MIDNIGHT MATINEE".It was a great event with Petula Clark, Arthur Haynes and many others. In the audience was Lavinia, the Duchess of Norfolk. I was on the lighting equipment. Arthur ...see more
I spent many happy hours down at the Haven, fishing and playing in general. I also collected coke from the gas house round the corner down what was then the weigh bridge, dodging the steam from the locomotives.
I was order boy for quite a few proprietors, one being Mallorys in Prestongate. This photo is slightly earlier.
This is the view looking east from the "house" I was in, PEELE A. We used to march into the dining hall, seen beneath the tower on the left, for our meals. We had a standard bearer carrying the house flag heading the squad. The building on the right in the foreground is the school chapel. The trees cannot be very old for the school was opened in 1902, having come down from London.
I would walk through the rose gardens after church and Sunday school.
My parents, Nancy and Tony Harris, managed the hotel at this time and whilst there I was born in Cromer, returning to live for a couple of years, before they took up another posting elsewhere. I do have vague memories of running around in the grounds and apparently found my way to the cliff path. I have visited Mundesley a couple of times during the last 15 years and agree that what a sad sight this once glorious building on top of the cliffs now looks
My mother Pamela Joan Jackson moved to North Weald from Leytonstone during the war with her parents John Arthur Jackson and Rose Lucy Jackson and her sister Rose. They lived at 23 Bassett Gardens. My aunt Rose married Pat Barry, had a son, John, born in 1939 and lived at 39 High Road, North Weald. I spent all my summer holidays visiting my grandparents and aunt and uncle, we lived in Scotland ...see more
Here's one for the football fans amongst you, playing and watching football on the ash tip opposite Hendreforgan School, bank holidays weekend the Legion vs the Band Club, seeing Bryn Allen (Welsh international, Cardiff City), Franky Voules, and after the match everyone would troop down the Griffin Inn (the bog) for a right knees up. Also I can remmber the old changing rooms where the community centre is now being used for an episode of the 1960s' series of 'Z Cars' on the BBC TV.
My nan, Florence Watts, owned the hotel before I was born. I remember playing in the garden with my great gran, Emma Smith.
Hello all you Yorkshire people, wherever you may now be... Here is a poem I wrote about good old York. Enjoy. Shopping in the Shambles on a snowy Christmas Eve Playing hide and seek in Acomb Wood Watching Andy Pandy by the fire in our front room Pear drops.. Rowntree's pastilles.. Yorkshire pud... Lupins and Sweet Williams, red Carnations, Wallflowers too Playing on the slide at Acomb Green Oak trees, raspberries, ...see more
A wealth of memories flood in: Saturday morning pictures followed by sausages from Clarkes, the Butchers made by "Uncle" Len Roblett with whom I and my brother were evacuated from London together with his wife "Aunt" Rosie and their sons Goosey & Dadle up Munday Dean. Visits to the sweet shop in old Dean Street. Sheltering from the Doodle Bug which landed at Bovingdon Green and visits to the Bathing ...see more
My name is Mark Goddard, I lived in Compton for 18 years. I was born in 1966 and I am now 43 years old. All my childhood memories are of my time growing up in this fantastic village. I was lucky enough to attend Compton School, being taught by some very strict but fair teachers who shall stay in my memories for life, until its sad closure. I will always remember the last day of school, all the ...see more
Department of building second year of a four year plumbing apprenticeship. As an sixteen year old just starting work Ewell Tec set the standards that I have tried to keep to all my working life.
I lived at Station Road in Murton and remember playing with my best friend, Doreen, down the bakery and in Windes Lodden. Does anyone remember my dad, Walter Simpson Smith, who was born at Cold Hesleden? I also went to Murton Girls Secondary School which is no longer there.
I was born in Irby 1940, and well remember the village, what a lot of changes have taken place. I too remember the cottage which preceded the library, and went to school with the young girl (very pretty) who lived there. I worked at Dawpool Farm, and would be interested to find any photos of the farm, or of anyone who had worked there, as I am trying to put my memories down in writing. Who remembers sledging down ...see more
I am wondering if anyone remembers the school in Chagford at Holystreet Manor. I went to this school in the mid 1950s and at the time it was called St Brides, later to be re-named Holystreet Manor School with a change of Principal. I believe it closed down shortly after. I lived in Moretonhampstead at the time (my parents were managers of the White Hart Hotel) and used to catch a bus from Moreton to ...see more
At the outbreak of the Second World War in 1939 I was evacuated to Emery Down from Portsmouth. I was billeted with a very nice couple who lived in a cottage quite close to the church. The church was the centre of the village community with a thriving congregation and I was soon invited to join the choir, together with the other evacuees. It is a beautiful little church situated at the edge of the forest adjacent ...see more
I am researching my Great Grandmother Amy Jenkins and have information from her marriage lines that she was living at the Nags Head when she married George Thomas Roberts in 1896 but can find no further info on this no photos or anything, if you know of anyone who could assist me in this I would appreciate it . We believe from family word of mouth that Amy had been to South Africa and worked her passage back and she could have been the pianist at the pub.
The consensus in the Albert Inn is that the gent with a folded coat under his arm is Owen MacLening, with his nephew Bill behind him. The youngster with the bicycle could well be Andy MacLening, also nephews to Owen. Andy is currently (Jan 2009) barman in the Albert Inn.
We lived on the corner of the oval adjoining Burnt Oak Road in a flat, 53b, above what was at the time an empty shop. It was wartime and we used to ride our bikes around the empty shop. Out the back was a garden and there was an iron fire escape leading up to the back of the flat. I remember that the bakery on The Oval used a horse and cart for deliveries and if we had a penny we would go in and buy a sticky bun and for a ...see more
One cold Christmas Eve my brothers and I were out shopping with Mum. It was dark and we had just bought some tree decorations. I was excited, I was 6 years old. I saw a red light in the sky. My older brothers told me that it was Rudolph's red nose shining and leading Santa's sleigh. I believed and watched the light until it disappeared.
I am eight years old and walking to the Broadway to see my grandad who had the barber's shop next to the LEB showrooms just round the corner from Lion Road. I remember walking into the shop which had about three basins for shaving and hair cuts. He was there 40 odd years. The kitchen out the back was where my grandad lived and wooden stairs went into a bedroom. I remember the Library to doors down ...see more
There was a bakery here. We would come from school, Alma Road Secondary Modern, and ask for "Any stales" from the bakery. For 3d or so we'd get a big bag full of cream cakes, doughnuts etc. My favourite was the cream filled eclair. Most times the cakes weren't what I considered stale, I think the women in the shop gave us some of the fresh ones. Anyway we loved them. It wouldn't be allowed today. G.Jarrold
I lived at 253 Oxford Road in the 1950s. Visited the old house in 2006 while visiting from Canada.
I learned the game of snooker here as a young lad. My father was based in Catterick. I also learned to swim at the pool there.
My family moved here next to the garage in 1965, I would have been only a year old. We lived at Chestnut Cottage until about 1977 or 78. I remember the long hot summer of 1976 and work being done on the Malt House. My dad sometimes worked behind the bar in the pub next door as well as the garage. I used to walk the dog, Jason, that lived in the pub. We used to go for miles. The fun fair used to come in the summer ...see more
Having moved to the village with my family in 1965 I rememeber this to be the old forge and watching the blacksmith shoeing horses. Next door was the post office with a small telephone exchange and a phone box that would cost 2p to make a call.
In 1955 I was posted from Catterick Camp to Burniston Barracks Scarborough. I believe the barracks have now gone. It was sited on one of the best vantage points, over looking Peasholm Park, the castle, and views towards the harbour. I thought it was the best posting that I had during my two years as a National Serviceman. The strange thing that I was unaware of at the time, was that my great grandmother was born ...see more
If Tony Landon/Passey or someone who knows him is interested he might like to know that he has a half brother and 2 half sisters who would like to hear of him. Please get in touch with noelle.southam@btinternet.com
I lived in Sutton when I was a very young child and my mum had a very special friend that we visited most days. We knew here as Grannie Cairnes. I remember going there and I remember going to the market where they had a great big talking parrot that we used to feed, I remember really looking forward to that. Then, as a teen, I remember going to Sutton shopping on Saturdays with my mates. I went for a quick look ...see more
I went to Carshalton High School for Girls from 1970-76. I wish knew then what I know now. I was a bit naughty at school, I wasn't the teachers' pet. I remember walking from Wallington to school through the duck ponds over the bridge at the old water mill, it used to frighten me to death in the winter dark nights and that. I also remember they used to have a fun fair in the park between the girls' and boys' schools, we ...see more
I remember every sunny Sunday myself and group of friends inclusing Maria M, Susan, Jules and others, we used to walk from Carshalton and Beddington through to Purley to go to the open air swimming pool. It was a fantastic time. We would take a packed lunch and spend the day there, it was brill, a really great memory.
A close relative, Charles Passey, was in the police force in Abertillery. He married Doll Landon whose parents kept a shop there and I spent many a happy holiday with them in Abertillery in the mid 1930s. The shop was fascinating to me, a small girl at the time. Not only was it a tobacconist and newspaper shop, (oh those lovely smells) but there was also a small toy department and I was allowed to ...see more
My first memory of the Infirmary is when I was four years old. I had my tonsils and adenoids removed because I was very, very deaf. After the operation I could hear but it would be many years before I learned that I only had hearing in one ear. When I was six I had another operation to remove a tumour from my neck. It was a long procedure and I was an in-patient for six weeks. I had my seventh birthday while ...see more
When I was a pupil at 'Blackburn High School for Girls' we used to go to Blackburn Cathedral for the morning sevice on Speech Day. In those days the Cathedral was dark and dismal with masses of dark wood and lots of box pews. I particularly remember walking over what I believed were graves - scary to an eleven year old! We always sang the hymn 'Now Thank We All Our God' and I always associate that hymn with ...see more
I recall going out with a girl for quite a time who lived with her aunt in these cottages......they had been renovated then.......I'll keep the name secret for privacy
I recall as a kid jumping into the water from these platforms, and the call of the beach inspector over the load speaker system 'Attention on the beach and promenade, will the parents of guardians of XXXX please come to the beach inspector's office which is situated in the centre of the promenade'. Now who would lose their kids today!
Romilly Park not only housed the annual Barry Show, but often the circus, when real animals were allowed! Great to see the parade coming down Holton Road making its way to Romilly Park as "the circus comes to town" The Barry Show was altogether different, vegetables, flowers & horses. The best bit was the goodies we were given at the end of the show after doing St John Ambulance first aid duties there. Fond ...see more
As kids we'd sail our toy boats on the feeder to the lake. Simple pleasures, great fun, without computers !
Fish & chips from Harveys in Vale Street and a walk to Barry castle with the "girls", long time memories of Romilly Boys School.
This photo shows the Coningsby Almshouses and Chapel, in Widemarsh Street, Hereford, reputed to be originally a 'cell' of Dinmore Manor, a Commandary of the Order of St John in the 16 century. It fell into disrepair and was rebuilt by Sir Thomas Coningsby of Hampton Manor near Leominster from the stone of the Blackfriars monastary whose ruins stand behind the present day building. It was further ...see more
Good static shot, black & white (b&w), no doubt Ilford film, the best b&w in the world. I was 1 years of age having been born in 1964 about two or three roads away from where this shot was taken, it's Ilford High Road. I was born opposite the Ilford Pali which was opposite Lynton House, the redbridge council offices, next door to the Inigate milk factory where Mr and Mrs Richingson lived who ...see more
My wife Gail and I had our 2nd son born at the 'Duke', we were licencees for about 3 years till around the end of 1980. We met some great people and have good memories. I wonder what happened to 'Johnny and the Jailbirds' ... and would love to know what happened to Maurice Middleton. chrispresto23@hotmail.com we now live in Aussie..
The view is looking over Holborn Hill towards Black Combe. Holborn Hill is old Millom, the new part of Millom was built when iron ore was discovered in 1855 at Hodbarrow and the iron works was built and Hodbarrow mines opened. It then became a prosperous town with a population rising to 10,000 people. My memory is of Holborn Hill and a five year old girl who was evacuated there at the beginning of the war. She ...see more
I was born in Birks Road, Cleator Moor in 1954. I was from a large family called Sheldrake. We lived over the railway bridge towards the brewery. The neighbours that I know of are: the Watsons, the Moors, the Wrights, the Richardsons, the Sumptons (I married one), the Rogans, Dempseys and Brocklebanks. Does anybody remember the old gasworks house that the Lister family lived in? Also John Kirby that lived at the ...see more
My family first came to live in Studwell Lodge, which they bought from the Bruce family, when my father retired from farming in Berkshire at the age of fifty five. It was then 1959 and I, as a teenager, was overawed by the sheer size and space of the property. The village was very welcoming to us newcomers. Barbara Wade was one of the first to cross the doorstep bearing a ...see more
My ancestor Jecoliah Coleman (nee Roberts) was admitted to the Chartham asylum in the late 1800's, and died here in 1915. She had a husband and 2 sons still alive so I wonder why she needed to be admitted, poor woman.
The Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers organised a ramble to celebrate the New Year and so we met on a beautiful sunny January Saturday at the Fingle Bridge Inn. My wife Elizabeth and I joined our group of friends some of whom took their walking very seriously judging by the Nordic walking poles and huge woolly caps! Others were more informal with soft fell boots and ...see more
Here is Station Square appearing as its architects intended, an open airy town centre piece. The gardens in the foreground are the Coronation Gardens of c.1953, which complimented the Victorian square admirably. Just as this picture was being taken, the lovely old and deliberately 'low roofed' railway station was being totally ruined by the new overscale Station Tower and new station foyer. Looks like ...see more
The year I was born and lived at 1 Lymn Villas the Lynch until 1958. My father was Town Clerk since the mid 1930s and I was amazed to hear that Langmore Gardens slid into the sea but the Marine Theatre is still going and Google Earth shows the groyns removed for new sea defences! My dad's friend was Mrs Staples of Coram Towers, the Town Mill was derelict then, but Middle Mill still had its wheel. I ...see more
I worked at the Hospital from 1954 to 1958. My first ward was the Rheumatic Fever Unit for children. Prof: Bywater. Chief Rheumatologist. I remember that the visiting hours were Sunday 2.00pm till 400pm. So hard for the little ones. I worked on all Wards 1 to 13. 12 and 13 were for TB patients as 1 and 2 for the Rheumatic Fever. It was a long walk from 1, 2, 3, to 12, 13, if on night duty you were a runner (given ...see more
This shows Sterridge Valley and I lived there, at Woodlands House, between 1964 and 1970. It is a beautiful sheltered valley only 2 miles from the coast. In winter it was often wet and miserable but in summer it was wonderful!
In the previous two years we'd had our holiday in South Devon, but in 1958, for some reason, my father decided we would stay in Lerryn, & booked himself, mother & I into a B&B (possibly The Old Forge?) by the river. I was 11 at the time, & it was decided that my older brother would stay at home in London & look after the dog & two cats, so I was going to be on holiday for the first time without ...see more
I remember the Clock Cafe. It was a favourite. Mum used to take me there as a child. The fireplaces were huge and had oodles of brasses hanging everywhere. The tables were large and had big chairs around them. The waitresses wore little black dresses and white aprons over the top. Sometimes when I think back at it I can smell the interior in my mind. It would be a fantastic place to go these days. What a pity it has gone.
I was evacuated in 1939 to Devoran, and was billeted with a family by the name of Eddy, my three sisters and myself. We were only there for about two months before we were all taken down with scabies, we all went off tp Perranporth isolation ward, we were all kept in hospital untill we were better, and then went back to Devoran on a bus, it stopped outside the school (shown in the picture on left). We were all lined up ...see more
Oh yes, loads of times me and me mates went apple pinching in the orchard half way down Brae.
I stayed at the Lido, Mallon Dene when I was 5 in 1955 with my Mum and Dad. It was run by the WTA - Worker's Travelling Association. We booked the holiday quite late and had to have 2 separate rooms; one with one bed and one with two beds. I was too scared to sleep on my own so I slept with my Mum and Dad slept on his own in the other room. The chalets were in 2 floors and we were upstairs. My Dad worked ...see more
Do you remember Electricity House, just to the right of the picture? In the late 50s when I was about 8ish I guess, Mum used to take me to the cookery demonstrations held there. They were in the afternoon and they were free. There was a special room with a stage and a cooker on it and table and that is where the demonstrator worked. The audience were seated in front of her and we ...see more
We moved to Prestatyn in 1948. I loved the Mobo horses that the little ones could ride at the Bastion Road beach. My little school was Pendre, up the hill Fforddlas I think. Also going to St Chad's School annual fair and sale. Always bargains for mum to buy. Robert's butchers (and Welsh lamb!) and Tony's cycle shop. I thought he was Italian, not Dutch! Bear Brand stockings for Mum at the lady's outfitter (the cardboard ...see more
This pub was orginally called "The Mitre", after the Bishop of St Albans.
At the junction of Williamson St, opposite the Town Hall. Local corporation bus company had a terminus halfway down Williamson St. Also Fyffes bananas had large depot opposite parked buses.
Just past junction of Church St and Park St opposite Brewery Tap Pub.
John and Charlotte Freeman lived in the white houses by the motor bike. ( I'm sure I have photos of groups outside the house with this bike!). My great grandfather was a blacksmith with his smithy in Church Road. He made many of the fences that protected trees on the Hurts Farm estate. They had 12 children. 8 boys (Thomas, George, Sam, Fredrick, Sidney, Percy, John and Bill)and 4 girls ...see more
I remember the market so well, it was the heart of Heckmondwike. You could buy anything from it, including clothes, meat and veg. The pork pies sold there were beautiful, and the beef dripping. I remember buying a dress from Rothery's stall, she let me take it home to try on. It was the height of fashion for me then, in black and white and very short too. I loved it. So many memories oh Heckmondwike when I was growing up.
I used to walk to Blands School through the lane with my friend Jean Brookes, we would often stop outside the Clark's (Terry) house and climb up the bank where we could see Jean's house across the field. Then we would continue past the West's house (Peter). We were often late for school as you can imagine! The headteacher at Blands school was Mr Halfpenny, one of the teachers was Miss Tanner, a road ...see more
I went to school in Swakeleys Road - Ickenham High School. It was in an old Queen Anne House at the end of a gravel drive next to the United Reformed Church. Rectory Close was built on the land when the house was demolished. Our school uniform was lilac and navy. We used to go to the Pelican Restaurant for lunch when we were seniors and had some spare lunch money. Along the road, the other side of the Rectory from the ...see more
Who remembers Stutchberry's - first shop on the left next to the parked car - it was an Aladdin's cave. My mum used to buy dress fabric and haberdashery there. Remember the vacuum tubes that took the money to the cashier and then came back with your receipt and your change? they used to fascinate me when I was little. We had to go there for most of the Girls' Grammar School uniform - the rest you had to get in Evans the Outfitters in Cardiff.
We were a large family - I had 4 younger brothers and we often went to Newbridge Fields to let off steam. I remember my youngest brother Clive had just mastered riding a two wheeled bike (he would have been about 6/7 years old) and he got a bit over confident and actually ended up in the paddling pool bike and all! Clive sadly died of leukaemia in 1997 aged 37 but we have lots of happy memories. Family name was Trevelyan.
Further to previous postings this photograph is of Glanaman square taken from near the front of Bryn Seion chapel where the pelican crossing is now. The first shop, with awning, is now the chemists - then ran by Hubert Jones. The middle shop is Waterloo House, grocers, then ran by my grandfather Arthur Jenkins. It is now Martin Jones the Butcher. The third shop was Fuller the ironmonger and the next was shop Gwen ...see more
The first 8 plus years of my life were spent here at Merrow Down, off the Common. The only time we were away was for a few months in 1939-40 during the Phoney War. I had various nannies, the best being Flora. She came about autumn 1940 and stayed until autumn 1942 when 'called up ' for work of national importance (day nurseries) and my mother had to cope with both my sister and I. It was a shock to her. I went to ...see more
Adele you are correct, there was (still is?) a tunnel from the main house under the main road to the garden where the "Swiss Chalet" used to be in the garden there. I believe the chalet has long-sice been moved to Rochester Museum as I believe Charles Dickens used it as a summer house writing room. We used to be taken through the tunnel on Nature Study lessons. My memory is of it being quite deep with rusty ...see more
I can look back to sunny days and my uncle helping us to collect fools gold at St Margaret at Cliff. Auntie Alice would pack up a picnic and we would take a ride in the car (I can't remember what type) and we would sit down on the beach, I think it was cobbles, I don't remember any sand. We would spend a couple of weeks of our school holidays with Alice and Jeff, it probably gave mum and dad a bit of peace and ...see more
I was born in Sellindge in 1947, at 1 Railway Cottages. There were 3 cottages, my aunt lived in no. 2, and Mrs Clark in no. 3. My dad was born in Sellindge, married and started married life in no. 1, and lived there until his death in 1961. I remember Mum sending me 'up the shop' for a bag of sugar or 'half a pound of marge'. Sometimes it would be a Sunday when the shop was closed or Wednesday afternoon, and Mum ...see more
We used to live on what was called The Avenues on the Rylands estate. This was situated behind the Princess shopping parade, so called after the name of the local flea pit where all the kids went to Saturday morning pictures. It later became the Princess bowling alley. It was located on the old A13 New Rd opposite the road that led to the main entrances to Fords. The estate was originally built for the ...see more
My grandfather was a footman at Selsdon Park in 1919, when he married my grandmother. I would love to know more about Selsdon Park in the 1920s, but all I can find out is after it was turned into a golf course. Can anyone help me find out the history of this lovely old house? Betty.
Hi, I have only just found this site though a friend. I was born in 1938 at 21, Highfield Road. One of 10 children, only 5 of us lived at 21, Bill, Ted and Mary (twins) and Jean and I (also twins). Went to school at Ray Lodge school, then on to Roding Lane Primary, which was a Canadian Fire Station during the war. Then up to St Barnabas. Left school in 1953. I have wonderful memories of some of my ...see more