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Formby Ice-Rink. Mrs White, Tim and Mrs Appelton who I'd have my lessons with. Friends; Caraline Vickers, Mary Mordsley and little Franky Kelly to name but a few. Great times, sad when the rink closed. Norma Clarke, a great ice skater and of course the lads, Eddie,Les and Rodney who worked there.
A great place to grow up. All day when off school, girls and boys would play manhunt and see who could go the highest on the swings. The park keeper Jock; we'd hide when it was time to close the park. Paddling in the boating lake... great times.
I was a pupil here and Miss Dickie ('The Bird' as we called her) was our headmistress and much respected and revered. I believe she retired a while after. It was an excellent school though we did take it all for granted sometimes. We were always looking forward to when we could raise the funds for the swimming hall, which did happen eventually. The school's reputation was very good. The setting on the edge of Nonsuch Park ...see more
My father was a patient at Heswall in the late 40's. He was suffering with Perthe's disease (a disease of the hip) and he was there for about 18 months. His name was Alan Rudkin. He was a little blond haired boy at the time of his stay, I think he was about 6 to 8 years old. I'm in the process of writing a biography on my fathers life. Despite his illness he went on to ...see more
My memory of Withyham are wonderful. My gandad and gran lived in Balls Green and I would go to stay there in the 50's watching the steam trains from the back bedroom. I remember the water pump in the garden, hops at the end of the road and then the church in the village with the hall with the shows. Many of my family were christened at the church including my brother, and too many buried there as well as married. ...see more
Hi, I hope I'm not stepping on anyone's toes but I am importantly trying to find out some information for my partner Mr Steven Paul. When he was young in early 60's he was fostered on Thailand Sunderland Point. He has vague memories but was hoping to find a contact who might remember him around that time. He is now 49 years old...he used to play on the farm and he can remember that the foster couple had a ...see more
I lived in one of the cottages at bottom of the castle; it was my playground. My brothers and I would run around the top of the wall. The farmer just up past the Castle and us were friends. There was a gate at bottom of the hill and we would get tips for opening and closing the gate.
Mum, Ivy Ironmonger, and her sister, Edie, were evacuated from London during summer of 1944 and I was born on September 19th that year. Mum gave birth in the front bedroom of number 78 Excelsior Sreet, Waunlwyd, one of the first houses up the hill on the right, past the Parade .....not too far from the Park Hotel. The owners of the the house, Mr and Mrs Stacey, were lovely people and really looked after us ...see more
13 Hazeldean Crescent - I remember it well.
I was born in the war years in Broadwater, we moved to Goring when I was 2 years old. I grew up in open fields and smallholdings and nurseries. I remember going down to the beach and playing on what is now the Greensward, then it was streams and ponds, tall tussock grass and full of wild life. I used to wade in the ponds to feed the swans all of which where gentle, every kind of wild water life was there. And from ...see more
I spent many very happy holidays at my uncle's house, number 8 Beach Street directly behind the pub in the photo. It was an old house with very steep stairs with large ropes instead of handrails. It had no electricity although gas was fitted later. The large building to the right of the photo was bombed in the 2nd world war, it stayed a ruin until it was pulled down and made into gardens, later to become a crazy golf area. ...see more
I believe I was there 1954 to 1956. Other girls were Maire Mc Keffitt, Brenda Dixon and Dymphna O' Brien. It was a very harsh life with strict nuns, little food and very little fun. I remember Fr Bennett. I did not know it was for girls who thought they wanted to become nuns. My mother insisted I stay there but I hated it. Only time it was fun was when we walked to Enstone and got candy and then walked back; not on our own but with nuns. My name back then was Mary Walsh.
My parents had a chip shop next door to the Cat Inn in Wordsley. Miss Bowater would walk me to school at Brook Street every day for the first few weeks there. She was a lovely lady, but my teacher, Miss W, was very stern and made my life hell. I was only 5 years old, and she would constantly try to undermine my confidence.
Hi from New Zealand, so good to see this site, found quite by accident. I was born in Oldchurch Hospital in 1946 and spend my childhood living at Laburnum Walk, Elm Park. Ayloff School was my first memory, crossing Southend Road - helped by the Crossing man with his lollypop banner (Mr Walmsley), such a nice man. Recall walking (in snow & rain) to the swimming pool in Hornchurch from Ayloff...such a ...see more
My favourite memory when I first went to Anston Park was dinner lady, Mrs Bunfield. She was so lovely and kind and used to hold my hand in the playground, I was really shy then. I loved my time at the school.
The local pub was the Bird in Hand. For the workers it was a meeting place. There was The Bush on the bridge, they were always busy.The lights always bright, lots of talking ,shouting and sometimes men were thrown out on to the pavement outside. Not many women went to the pubs, accept on a weekend when they could take the kids in the children's rooms. My mum would never join dad, she said he could ...see more
This is a memory as told by my grandmother Alice Irene Rees. She was born and lived most of her life in Ferryside. My father was born here in 1944, the second child born to her and husband, Cynwyd Rees. Her stories of this road are as fresh as the day she relayed them to me. She lived in 2 Bryn Eryl on the outskirts of the village. She used to take my dad in the pram for a walk down this road. My grandfather used to ...see more
I live on the old grounds of the hospital and I just love Chartham. I'm a bit sad though because the Stinker School are moving up here and I think their knocking down the hospital.
My godparents from Hotspur Street were the above family who, I was told, gave a home to my father aged 13, on the death of his father, in the Great War in 1917. My grandfather was Tailor of Tynemouth who paraded grandmother in the latest creation along The Pier on Sunday mornings, apparently hoping for orders from ladies of the village! Grandfather's workshop, again I was told by my father (Jack Galloway & my ...see more
I used to live in Iris St with my grandma as both parents were dead. My father was killed in the war and my mother died when I was seven. When my gran died, when I was fourteen, I had to go to live with a aunt and uncle in London and lost touch with my school friends. My best friend was Kathleen Wolfenden.
My mum worked there when I was a kid, on sick days or school holidays I would, with my younger brother, go to work with mum. We would catch the train from Chertsey or walk if we did not have enough money. It was a big spooky Hotel... if memory serves me right! It had 3 floors and a cellar,
Mr and Mrs Johnson were the owners. Me being about 7(ish), and younger brother Mark being about 5 had many a good day ...see more
My Granddad was born somewhere about this time and is now part of Whinhill as that is where his ashes were scattered at his request. This looks like the old mill and if it is, there is a railway bridge just in front of the tenement buildings where one of his sisters lived. I can remember her waving from the window as we went went for the 'Men's Sunday Walk'. This involved my cousin Andy and me walking along behind ...see more
I was born in Wythenshawe in 1954. My father was the local Policeman, he had a large ramshackle allotment on the junction of Stockport road and Bloomsbury Lane. It was entered by the side of a building which for years was a Funeral Directors. Next to this was a coffee bar called the Black Cat. My father took a very dim view of establishments like the Black Cat and my teenage sisters were prohibited from frequenting ...see more
I was born in North Seaton in 1943, very fond memories of the time growing up and of the beach at the mouth of the Wansbeck. Memories also of Ashington as a teenager, I left the area in 1962 but still return regularly to visit .
Lived in North Seaton and remember clearly the excitement (and danger), of crossing the bridge by the boards underneath the bridge; especially when the train driver would see us and deliberately let off steam overhead.
I was born in 1944 and I was then, Pat Wilson. I lived in Heath Road and attended Chatsworth School, when Mr Killick was the headmaster. Miss Milner was head of the infants school. I remember swimming lessons at Hounslow Baths. Myself and another young pupil were responsible for walking a group of children there for their lesson. Something that would never be allowed today. From this school I went to The Green School. My ...see more
A further up date of memories of Hounslow/Happy days Gone By.
The infant school was based on Martindale Road and was called Hounslow Heath Infant and Nursery School. My sister went to the Junior School in Trinity Close. The store on Barrack Road next to the junction of Martindale Road was owned by a family called the Smiths who I think were husband and wife and were in their late forties ...see more
I visited Dipton about fifteen years ago with my husband, after discovering that an ancestor, John Steel, who worked with Richard Trevithick on the building of the first steam locomotive in 1804, was born in Collierly Dykes (which I believe later became Dipton). He later built a similar steam locomotive of his own in Gateshead in 1805. I would be interested to hear from any member of the Steel family or residents of Dipton who have heard of John Steel.
Janet Hedderly (nee Steel)
I just wanted to give an up date on my memories of Hounslow/ Days Gone By.
In reference to some names I mentioned earlier in my last post I have now come up with the addresses; Mrs Jones was called Gladys Jones of 20 Corporation Avenue, Maureen Birch lived at No.31 Corporation Avenue. The Walker brothers lived at No.50 in the same street and there was a young girl called Dawn who used to have a pet tortoise ...see more
I am looking for my family on my dad's side. I remember my grandparents, John and Elizabeth Thompson, they lived at 10, Forest Lane, Stratford, London. I have many happy memories of staying with my grandparents, and of them taking me once to a pantomime. I can't remember where it was, I must have been about 5 at the time. I remember my uncles and my aunt Connie - she had a daughter, Linda. I have lots of lovely memories ...see more
I was born at Velmore Camp in 1954 and lived there with my parents, Fred and Margaret Eldridge, and my sister Lynette. A year later we moved to Derby Road, Eastleigh. Have tried unsuccessfully to find information about Velmore and would appreciate anything anyone might know please.
I Lived in Bulford Camp from 1942 - 1958 and attended Wing School. The street the school was on was Bond St. A street of terraced corrigated iron houses, inhabited by civillian workers. My family and I returned in 1989 to see the street but it had been cleared, as had the blocks of houses A-E. The thing I remember most about Wing School is that I received the cane each Friday morning due to my ...see more
I grew up in Brotton from aged 5 to 20, 1966 to 1981, living on Marshall Drive the whole time. My sister is still there. School was at the old primary school at the top of the hill, daily 1/3rd of a pint of milk, and extra if there were leftovers. Caned twice by William Hesletine for generally being one of the boys (throwing snowballs at the Infants). Spent most of the time playing football, going ...see more
My dad worked at the Express Dairy bottling depot opposite side of the road to the church. I often went to watch and be treated to a drink in their canteen, as a child I found it fascinating watching the bottles being cleaned and refilled with milk. Unfortunately, it was closed and moved to Morden in Surrey so Dad had to travel there everyday on his motorbike!
I lived in Sunderland St just off Monsell Lane. Went to Harpurhey High, remember Queens Park, the market and being woken up every morning by the Dog's Home just down the street. Happy childhood growing up in Harpurhay.
Can anyone remember the ornate, cast-iron Victorian urinal that was situated at the junction of Railway Street and Wednesfield Road? My grandparents, Joe and Nellie Barlow, lived in Railway Street until the area was cleared to make way for new 'improved' Heath Town! I recall that there was more than a few collisions involving vehicles and the urinal. The Star pub was also situated at that junction, can't remember the name of the pub in Railway Street.
I have very fond memories of Barnt Green. My sister went to Woodruff School between 1937 and 1942 and I was there between 1945 and 1948; my short stay was due to the Principle, Miss Jackson, deciding that she no longer wanted any boys beyond the age of 8, I think this was due to her age. I also remember an excellent teacher by the name of Miss Mathews and others whose names I have now forgotten. I have happy memories ...see more
I have connections in the Wallops as I was born at Craydown, Over Wallop in Aug 1945. My parents were married in nearby Broughton Baptist Chapel with my father an R.A.F. Corporal and my mother a LACW in the W.A.A.F. Both served in the Equipment Section. I have always thought that they were at R.A.F Middle Wallop as this was always mentioned to me as a child. I have recently re-read my parents ...see more
My brothers-in-law ran the Railway from around 1973. I used to travel from East London by train to Greenhithe at weekends to stay at the Railway. I would earn pocket money working on the land and in the pub. The landlord, Harvey, used to have exotic birds in an aviary on the land and a donkey. Great times when Greenhithe still had a village feel and locals all knew each other.
This was my first school, about 1953 I think. I lived on Leftwich Green, Dobells Road and either walked to school or got on the bus - never would be contemplated for a 5 yr old today. I was in love with Elspeth Bell and Kay Prestcott, but left the school in 1956 when my dad was sent abroad with ICI for 2 years, so another tale of unrequited love! I remember being marched up towards the church for medicals ...see more
I was born in Summerhill in 1960 close to the chapel on Top Road, there were miner's houses in rows, all later demolished. Has anyone got any memories or photographs of any era of Summerhill history. I have lived in the area all my life and still use the King William as my local pub. Anyone know the pubs on Top Road?
Hi All, one of my memories of Grays old High Street was the café. Walking down the High Street toward the beach, on the left hand side was the cafe, it was called the Green Door and was owned by Bert Herrington. He and his wife would serve; she did a wonderful egg and chips and a big mug of tea. There was an old juke box in the cafe, well not old then of course, it was 1960 and I remember every time I ...see more
I was taken to Borth in 1940 aged 6 weeks and have been there every year since. I knew Mrs Drake in Wendon and have been close friends with her family ever since. If you would like further information please contact me on Tel: 07788 752138 , or email: peter@pjrudland.co.uk
Would love to hear from people who remember me. I lived at 31 Cloan Avenue for 12 years. Went to Stonedyke Primary then Waverley Secondary. Would love to hear from Jean Murray. I have happy memories living in Cloan Avenue. We had great times and there was no fear playing out all day. Please get in touch if you remember me.
I lived at Swinford with my family from 1953 to approx 1966 or '67. My father put in the pool after we had a very extensive fire on Guy Fawkes night. I loved the house, the gardens and the resident ghost who I believed to be Veronica, wife of Alfred Austin. When I was 18 we moved to Hampshire. My brother went to prep school at Friars in Great Chart. Very fond memories of Great Chart!
I was born in 1941 and lived at Austage End, Kings Walden; next door were my grandparents, Bob and Jessie. Bob was employed on the Harrison estate as a Game-keeper. I have photos of the V.E. and V.J. day parties. I attended the village school when the head teacher was Miss Etherington.
The Mechanics Institute Library in Epworth is still in operation as a lending library. The Library also holds a wealth of information relating to the Isle of Axholme where Epworth is located. Local history books, photographs and the Local newspaper "The Epworth Bells "with copies dating back to 1872 are available in the archive at the Library.
The Library is run entirely by volunteers and is open Tuesdays 10am to 12noon,
Thursday 130pm to 4pm and Friday 730pm to 930pm.
The Mechanics Institute Library in Epworth has photographs and historical information relating to Temple Belwood. The Library is a very good source of local history and photographs for the whole of the Isle of Axholme.
I loved my time spent at Great Hyde Hall. I was a flrinty as we came and joined Chantry Mount at Bishop Stortford and must say they all made us feel very welcome, then we all moved to Great Hyde Hall. Can remember all sitting in the Great Hall where the dome was and dead flies fell over us all. Stayed at the school after I finished my school years to work at the stables with Ann Cross. I was known ...see more
I came on tonight to see the house I was living in when I left to come to America. I was amazed to see the Memories of St. Helens pictures etc. What a pleasure to see the pictures, and read some of the memories. I remember all the places. I am 85 years old, I left to join my husband in April 1946. I arrived in New York on the 27th.of April 1946. I travelled by train for 2 days and one night to get to ...see more
I lived at Long House Children's Home. I remember running away one night with a bunch of the other kids and taken back by the police about midnight because we had decided to try and find food, McDonalds. I loved my friends at Long House especially Craig... lost touch with him of course. Has anyone else lived there?
I lived in Hulme from 1969 to 1974. I watched all 4 crescents go up. For the first year I remember people being really happy about living in the crescents, then very very soon after, people started to beg to get out. I remember running over to the shops through the crescents and being scared to death but knowing I had to get to the shops for my mum. At first Hulme was a nice place to live but very soon it became frightening. ...see more
I lived in Whitchurch Road, number 85. I was Pat Smith then, mum was Connie, and dad Ron, was there from about 1960 until 1976. I went to Dycourts School and had Mr Smith as one of my teachers - he was brilliant! I remember he read The Lost World book and made it come alive. I was also still there when half of it burnt down; we had a few weeks off after that. I played in the woods opposite for hours and hours. ...see more
I was born in Islington, I lived at Glendale Avenue, No.22. Went to Ealham School and remember jolly Butchers Hill.
What is now The Pines garden was a small holding to Miss Upjohn, she kept chickens, pigs and goats. I worked for her for about 2 years, walking from Deal each day. Most days I would take the goats (nannys) down to the beach with the kids. I would tie the nanny goats up by Noel Coward's house, take the kids (goats) to where the pub is and ask people to hold them. I would race down to the nannys, wave back to the ...see more
A description of growing up on the Manor Estate in the 1930's and the Blitz is included in the new best selling book The Tragic Romance of Africa
My memories are from 1955 when my family, The McNay's, moved to Parkwood Avenue, Bearpark. I was 2 or 3 yrs old, then about 2 years after that we moved to Quarry Cresent. I loved living in Bearpark you could run around outside all day in the woods, the stream, the farm land and just everywhere. And then call at the chip shop for a bag of chips and some batter bits, also to Walter Wilson's for a glass of pop. ...see more
Does anyone have a picture of the Old School House in Sarisbury Green? The building is two industrial unit's now. Part of the building was rebuilt on one level in the 1980's but still looks something like the old building. So many people must have gone to this school, I own MPE, one of the units there now. and so many people who deliver or want engineering done tell me about their school days ...see more
On 11th October 1950 I was born in the flat above Drife's butchers shop in Kirkconnel. My dad, Tommy, worked in the shop with Cameron Purvis and struggled to feed a family of three on the butcher's wage and eventually went down the Pit. He was brought up in Edinburgh and I suspect he would never have imagined that his career path would have centred on back breaking work in wet coal seams in ...see more
I was born in Bexley in 1948 and lived in Queens Road, Welling until we moved to Crawley New Town in 1962. The Duchess of Edinburgh pub was on the corner of our street where they used to sell whelks, cockles and jellied eels from a cart outside. I went to East Wickham Primary then Erith Tech (later BETHS). The Orange Library at Welling Corner was my favourite shop where I was always buying file cards to ...see more
Does anybody remember Hannah Mary, known as "Nana" and Sid Cooke who lived in 5 (?) Heol-y-Park? They fostered a little girl and I would love to know any information regarding this. Thank you. I can be contacted via email: ree.williams01@gmail.com or via this site. Thanks.
My name is Norma Webster, now Evans. I was born in Bredbury in 1938 and at first lived in Annabel Rd. My parents became caretakers of Bredbury Hall until 1948 when we all migrated to Australia. Bredbury Hall was a wonderful place to grow up in with its 11 acres and the river Goyt at the bottom of the garden. I learned dancing from the Edith Johnson School in Hazel Grove and eventually became a ...see more
We lived on Malden Road and I went to Chatsworth Infants and Juniors, then Nonsuch Grammar for Girls in 1955. There was a crowd of us used to meet at Priory Road shops and by the fish and chip shop. We went to Park Farm youth club run by Mr and Mrs Mills, we had activities and played netball at other clubs. We had records to play there on the social evenings; names I remember were Madelaine ,Janice ...see more
Yes, I was at Vane Dancing School and remember June Bannister and Roger. I am Joan and my sister is Valerie Copas, my brother Ray also was in the shows and my mum sometimes played the piano if she had to! Esme was our dedicated teacher, say what you like, but those early years gave all of us the ability to use the dance later as rythym for Jive or Rock or any. Good fun
My little bruvver Pete got hold of a book call 3 Cheers to North Heath - what a great little book! University Place in the 1850's; the Education Act; all the different teachers and so on. Such a lot of social history as well. My mum - Madge Masters, as she was then, (Wilson now) and her sister Connie went there. My memories are those of the infants school and having to have cod liver oil, a ...see more
I was wondering if anyone remembered the model railway that was in Brocklehurst Motors on Whittington Moor on the sight that now has Asda, Iceland and Halfords? My dad used to work on the petrol pumps in the sixties and used to take me to watch the trains. They used to run thro tunnels in a mountain like model. No one seems to remember it. I have lived in Chesterfield since I was two years old and all my family, ...see more
I remember Burtons, Cliff Bennett and the Rebel Rousers, and other great groups. Always seemed to be on a Friday. At the interval we came out, and in Windsor Street there was a Fish and Chip shop where we had chips. We took them into a little garden with an arch at the entrance. We sat and talked, no ipods then!
My friend and I would take the bus from Hounslow bus station, and dressed in our Sunday best (50's style) go walking along the River Walk from the bridge. I have a photo of us taken by a street photograther who would snap you as you walked along! We also went dancing at the Castle pub and ice skating on Sat mornings. I think now how easy it was to go about then as teenagers! Not the threats there ...see more
History memories of Miss Violet Johnson who was born at Baydon and my gran (I never knew) or my uncle buried at Baydon cemetery Roger Johnson, brother to Johnny Johson and Tony Johnson who knows Mrs Bishop and knows Grampy Cannings family. I would love to know if anyone knew about my mum and her brother's history when they were kids at Baydon. Most of all my great gran Johnson. Many thanks, Miss D Howe (Violet Howe's youngest daughter).
I was born in the village and so was my father. Growing up was great, we used to walk over the common, which we lived in front of in Bunces Lane, leave doors unlocked etc, go for bike rides, in the village everyone knew everyone! If you got done or caught by the local copper, he would tell you off and then see your parents, so when you got home you had another telling off! The village has changed a lot over ...see more
All of the Abbott family attended this little school and we would journey down each day in the old Bedford bus operated by Heaver coaches that were driven by John Heaver or his father. Our head teacher was Miss Capper and I remember her arriving at school on a little moped. Mrs Holness, Mrs Garwood , Miss Neat and Miss Richardson also taught at the school. When I was about nine years old I was given a task ...see more
We rented rooms in Long Cottage in 1952. The owners were Edmond and Mary Hall. I was 6 years old and a bridesmaid along with Suzette, at her sister's (Anne) wedding. There was also a sister named Bridget. Mr Hall was a baker: I vividly remember the wonderful aromas. I went to the school on Station Road. Later, I went to St. Bartholomew's. We moved to a house on New Witney Road. I'd love to share memories with anyone who remembers going to either of these schools at that time.
Only sorry this is a black and white picture, as it does not do justice to the beauty and sound of this stream rippling along the pebbles as the water runs down. We had just 50 mins as we were in transition to Padstow, waiting for a bus. The bus stop is right next to this little stream near the church. I just thought what a wonderful place to be, and it was a beautiful sunny day on Wednesday 25th September 2013. Just loved it.
We used to have French students stay with us and at the end of their visit there would be a banquet at the old Town Council Centre in Treaty Road. I have happy memories of the boating lake at Inwood Park. We lived at Hounslow West and childhood life revolved around Beavers Park, the great open spaces, the games hut in summer, the dens we made in the perimeter bushes, the din of propellered aircraft overhead on ...see more
I think about 1955, when I was living in St Pauls Cray on the main road by Hearns Rise, there was a lady who always wore a brown coat and used to spend most of the day walking up and down in front of Orchard Place. I think the ladies name was Thrift or Frith. She was married to a postman I believe and they had an old motorbike and sidecar parked in the small front garden of the end of terrace ...see more
Many of my family lived in Ayot St Lawrence, pre and post war. Both sets of grandparents lived there. Arthur and Elsie Smith, lived at Forge Cottage and worked at Ayot Cottage & later worked at Abbotshay Farm and lived then at Church Cottage. Lou and Fen Harding ran The Brocket Arms, later my uncle Peter Harding took over the tenancy. Other family; my aunts lived at Ruins Cottages, first Mildred ...see more
Remember it well, fell off the rope swing and broke my wrist, didn't half smart but luckily us men are brave little soldiers and I only screamed a couple of times. Gone now though...
I've just read about a man who worked at Platers and Stampers for a year and hated it. I worked at Hapton Valley Pit for 2 years and in that time helped to carry out 3 dead bodies on separate occasions. I decided that it was not for me and decided also to join the RAF in late 1955. After 38 years of the RAF I retired with a very senior rank and a good pension. We now reside quietly in rural Lincolnshre. It is ...see more
My aunt and uncle owned a house called Ferndale in Postbridge. It was just inside the signpost for Postbridge, coming from direction of Warren Inn, where the horsemen and their hounds used to meet. I was a young girl of ten or so and our family loved to visit. My relatives names were Redvus and Evelyn Webb. We would get excited to visit Princetown, to see the prisoners working in the field and often they ...see more
1966 to 1970 at Croxteth Comp; it was a Boys then.