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I lved in Amanda Avenue from 1956 to 1974. Does anybody remember the Quinns of Amanda Avenue?There were 7 of us, we had happy times, we all went to Nicholls High School and St Thomas Junior. The Whit walks were always a big occasion, finishing off at the Park Inn with all our relatives, happy times indeed with lasting memories.
I used to live on Lucy Hall Drive and well remember walking/biking over Baildon Moors to Ilkley Moors. If you lived in the area, the trip on The Glen Railway was free. I loved the sound of the metal cable supports whirring round and the speed of the railway. I remember Robert Emmott's bike wheel getting caught between the station platform and the train resulting in a slightly bent wheel!
My father told ...see more
I apparently spent my early years during WW1 in the Mumbles where my mother came from. She had moved to London before the war to find work and married a Londoner. Our holidays when I was a child (in the late 40's and 50's) were 2 weeks on the Gower; we stayed initially in a wooden chalet in Owens Field and then Holts Field where my parents eventually purchased a wooden chalet.
Initially we ...see more
Until 1960 our family lived on the High Street, above the newspaper offices, where my father worked. I have a lasting memory of walking down the High Street with my mother and little brother, when a tramp came out of a cafe with a large brown paper bag. He took a bread roll out of the bag and bit into it. It must not have been to his liking as he kicked the bag and rolls high into the air, scattering them all over the pavement!
In former times the village blacksmith was an important member of the community. Horses were the main form of motive power for both transport and agriculture, and the skill of the blacksmith in keeping horses well shod and farm implements in good repair was vital to the local economy. The blacksmith’s workshop, along with the church, pub and local store, was an essential component of a village’s existence prior to the ...see more
My great uncle's home. I had heard about Bredfield House all my life because it belonged to my great uncle, Joseph Henry Lachlan White. I only saw it in 1960, however, long after it had been demolished because of damage during the war, I presume. Since childhood, I have been fascinated by the fact that Bredfield House was the birthplace of Edward Fitzgerald, translator of Omar Khayyam's ...see more
I attended Brighton Ave. and left in 1959. I had three teachers, the first was Mr ( Basher) Bennet, the second was Mr. Thompson and the third was Mr. Lewis. I was one of Harry Botcherby's specials and can state for certain that there was nothing going on other than him trying to educate us up to GCE standard. I had extra homework (at my parents insistence) and therefore was often alone with HB in ...see more
As Christmas 2012 approaches, once more I have baked my family Christmas cake using the same recipe, from the same book, all those memorable years ago. Attending Holbeach Bank School at that time, just pre George Farmer, we girls would bus into Holbeach each week to be taught how to cook a variety of food.
I trust my attempt at poetry will explain....
COOKERY DAYS 1957
I was taught to cook at school, the lessons ...see more
I left Creetown 50 years ago to live and work in Suffolk. I have happy memories of playing football with about 20 aside each night and went back the next night to carry on with the score. I used to love watching Creetown FC and their players were your heroes in those days. Fairy Cowan played for my other team QOS and George Palmer for Stranraer. The Monte Carlo rally came through one year and I am sure we ...see more
My parents have lived in 34 Charlbury Road since 1967 and I have visited them often over the years, although I have not lived in Shrivenham for any length of time since 1972. I can remember playing in the fields and making camps before the estate was built by Bradleys, a local builder. All the houses had different coloured doors and panels which was quite unusual. Ours was pink or blue at 34 Charlbury ...see more
I was 13 years old old when I was sent to Mobberley boys school, it was 1966. I came from a one parent family, my mother could not cope with my truancy, me getting in trouble with the police was the last straw. I was sent to Mobberley. At first the discipline was awful but after a few weeks things worked out ok. I was given my licence in the summer of 1967 and was sad to leave. When I was at home in Salford in the ...see more
My mother's family originated in Tawstock back in the early 1800's - PARKHOUSE. I've been doing a lot of genealogy the past few weeks and this is how I discovered that my gr-gr-gr-grandparents although born in Alescott and St. Giles in 1808/1813 respectively were living in Tawstock in the 1841 Census. James was a farm labourer and also his son John in the 1851 Census - John became my gr-great-grandfather. ...see more
I believe Annie Evans was my grandmother's sister. I also have fond memories visiting Caerau and my cousins in Surrey at Gwyneth's house, we lived in Slough until 1954.
Last family visit was 1950 when they all went to the pub while I babysat, who I believe were Gwyneth's children. Would like to contact the family, we now live in West Australia lots of memories to share, billbarton.barton@gmail.com
My grandfather is named on the entrance of soldiers who lost their lives in WWI. He was only 26 at the time and left my Nana with three young children. I have carried out family research into the Dring family which is very interesting. When I was a child I loved Albert Park. Our nearest park was Pallister Park but it was an extra treat to visit Albert Park.
Dad used to take us in a rowing boat on the lake. We had to take turns rowing and we were only 4, 5 and 6 years of age. Not sure health and safety would approve now!!! I remember being called in eg "number 2 your time is up". Great memories.
Harry was born at spennymoor 1877, he moved to metal bridge in 1898 when he
married Elizabeth Joyce born 1878 from Easthowle.They were married at St Lukes
church, Ferryhill by vicar Lomax, I actually went along and and saw the entry in a
very old register.
They had 10 children, my mother, Lydia b.1912 was the 8th child and youngest
daughter. When mum married dad, ...see more
This is a very evocative photo, bringing back many memories. I would point out that the image is of Leeds Town Hall not City Hall, Leeds has a Town Hall and a Civic Hall but not a City Hall.
My mother, Gladys Mary Jefford as she was known (her birth certificate said she was Gladys Ethel Mary Parkhouse Grey) lived in Shaldon from 1912- 1942. She married my father up in Birkenhead and my sister and I returned to Shaldon with her on vacation when we were about 8 years old. My parents and my sister are now dead but I have been doing some family research this past week and trying to remember some of ...see more
I worked at Mayfield College from 1968 to 1971. I have many good memories of the people that I worked with. There were 2 men that lived in the lodge whose names were Norman and John, they were helpers in the boys refectory, they were then reaching retirement age but they were people that would help any one as much as they could. The brothers were very nice people, they were friends to everyone, I always remember ...see more
I was born at Rush Green in 1948. I suppose my memories start when I attended Rush Green Infants, then Junior School. The only teachers I remember are Mr Snow, Mr Smith and Mr Bird the Headteacher. I used to walk to school with my friends and come home also on our own, how times have changed. I lived at Leonard Avenue which is quite near Central Park and spent many hours over there playing on the swings ...see more
My dad, Arthur Nesbitt, used to work at the co-op with the horses when he was around 14 or 15 and used to take his horse, Bobby, to the blacksmith at-the smithy. He often said he used to run from Spout Lane with the horse to the smithy and quite often the horse used to turn and bite him, seemingly Bobby was difficult sometimes. He loved working with the horses but as he got older, after doing national service in the R A F, he turned to driving wagons which he did for around 45 years.
As a little girl, my mum would walk with us to Stillingfleet - quite a few miles.
We went to see a lady named Granny Scott. She had my mum to stay after she had a TB scare as a teenager when her brothers had TB, so she was sent to get fresh air I assume. We used to walk or go on a bus to see her. A little cottage with lamps - no electric, ...see more
My memory of Taff`s Well School was that I lived in fear of most of the teachers except our headmaster Mr. D Harris and Miss Hall, they were the only two that stood out with having any real love of teaching children. If some of the others were around today they would have been locked up for cruelty. Fortunately I left that school when I was thirteen and went to College in Cardiff. I had many happy memories of ...see more
I was born in Battersea in 1936. Educated at Latchmere School during the blitz (1940/41). I progressed to Surrey Lane School (now William Blake) After 2 years there a lovely teacher, Miss Oliver, must have seen something in me she recommended me for a place at Wandsworth Technical School of Building situated in Garrett Lane, I would cycle the 4+ miles from my home to school, in bad weather I ...see more
I was born at 27 Larkfield Estate (crescent) in 1937 and lived there until 1949. I went to school first to New Hythe Lane, then to Teapot Lane schools. I have memories of the war years, watching the dog fights overhead during the battle of Britain, waking up one morning to the sound of 100s of planes flying towards the coast. We did not know it then but it was "D" day. After the war I remember the Ice cream ...see more
My Dad took on a job as Chaffuer to the Cordons, owners of Lofthouse Colliery in 1937, so I was one year old then. When war was declared my dad finished up as a fitter on the surface of the pit, he was also the ambulance driver and we lived in Deputy Row, proper name was Newstead Terrace, now gone a residential rest home is there now. I attended Outwood Ledger Lane school, Mr Murray was headmaster then, ...see more
My great grandparents, Frederick and Alice French, owned the Fox and Goose during WW2.
I think this is the date or so, I was fairly young, about 13 at the time. My granny was in this place, it really disturbed me having to go through all the wards with the locks and the keys, as a child it really affected me! I remember all the people running to me as I entered each ward and the nurses locking the door behind me! But I had to go through so many locked doors to see my granny.
I can only just remember this scene, as I was in the army awaiting a compassionate discharge. I was at Deepcut in Blackdown when I met this lovely girl called Shelia. She was very fond of horses and as I remember she was into show jumping. I was given a job at the stables. I became very friendly with her and her boyfriend, Tony, and I was invited to her 16th birthday party at her mum and dad's house. The house ...see more
My mother died recently aged 89 in South Africa. I am currently writing an article on her life and have discovered from her brother that she passed her 11 plus exams to enter Romford County High School in 1933/34. She always spoke fondly of the school and mentioned that she had a teacher that used to travel a great deal and used to entertain the class with exploits of her travels. Mum met my father in the last world war and they immigrated to South Africa where she settled.
I believe I was in LMTH from 1953 until 1962 with breaks in between. This was due to polio which meant many operations on my right leg. I can recall a Sister Smith. I do recall going outside with our beds, and shunting the beds around the ward in the evening to be closer to our pals to play games. I also recall, due to boredom, we somehow managed to tie a fishing line to the on/off switch to the large radio ...see more
I used to see some poor wretched people tramping the roads when I was a kid. I remember one particular man, news went quickly round that a tramp was on his way up Skirbeck Quarter. As kids we would stand at the top of Pulvertoft Lane to gaze at them as they walked by. This man was wearing two shoe boxes tied with string, he was shuffeling along making a scraping noise with each step; his clothes looked as ...see more
Our parents bought Little thatch in the 1970's as a weekend cottage, and we loved it.
One night, staying there with my husband, we heard a rapping on the front door.
The time was very late pm, and we thought ''could it be [relatives] who live at Manton calling''? I thought it was very late for them, as they were elderly, but opened the door anyway, and there was no one there. [maybe 10 ...see more
Although born in Hackbridge, and bombed out also, we lived with my grandparents at 142 London Road and went to the infants school, junior, and then Elmwood. I was in 4B later, I think it was a bit of a rebel's class. Fred Barty would walk us to the canteen, pick up the old powdered milk tins, and thats what we used to make stuff. We seemed to get the slipper a lot and when I wouldn't let Stacey cane me ...see more
Me and my partner, Michael, moved in to number 1 Lion Cottages in March 2012. We love the house and its history, the village is quaint and idyllic, a perfect setting. Michael is 6 foot tall and cannot stand up in all areas of the house, but this adds to the character, a small sacrifice to make.
Briefly, I have acquired a doctor's bag, I believe belonged to Dr C Hirst of Pillowell near Lydney, Glos. It was left by a lady who was born and brought up in Lydney. It is not in pristine condition but it seems a shame to discard it if a historical society in the Forest of Dean area could add it to a collection of local memorabilia.
billbailey40@hotmail.co.uk
Just reading an input by John Lampitt, I remember him playing for Stuarts in goal, when the Rich brothers played, Bonner, Crater & Freddie. I myself played later for them in aprox 1977, but I recall everytime John got the ball, all those watching would shout "LAMPITT JOHNNIE". Even to this day it brings a smile to my face as it is now as I text this message, what great times.
The ruins of Ashby Castle also hold memories. Some are of sitting at school, gazing morosely out of the window while well-intentioned teachers attempted to impart the joys of adding up using letters. At the ripe old age of 10, I felt that algebra was an unreasonable confusion of reading letters and understanding mathematics to make incomprehensible jumble of otherwise meaningful ciphers. Another reason ...see more
Still on my travels on Memory Lane I browsed past St Helens. This was always a place of seasonal visits: Christmas, Easter and Harvest Festival. I must admit that Easter visits do not live long in my memory, and Harvest Festival seemed to be an exercise in pyramids of tins of things your mum didn’t need urgently. The Mayans would have been proud of our ironically, heathen ziggurats of Spam, tuna, ...see more
My mum and my nanna use to take my brother and me here alot in the mid 60s. We were very young. I was born in 1962 and my brother 1965. Happy days!
I was born in 1962 and remember walking along this street with my mum and my brother in his pram. He was born in 1965. Many a happy memory I have of those days. We lived in Robson Close, Carlton, till we moved to Leeds. Also remembering my grandparents, God bless.
My earliest memories are of the married quarters, well into the interior of the barracks of the Dorset Regiment. My father had escaped the poverty of the East End of London in 1923. By 1937 he was a very formidable sergeant of the Second Battalion of the Dorsets.
I used to run through the archway of the keep every morning to the Grove School and I was all of about six years old. ...see more
Born in 1961, growing up with my grandparents on Prebendal Ave, great memories. Little shops by the old brook, catching tadpoles, Ceely Rd school also Oak Green - seems like a mystery now. I lived in Aylesbury until I was 16, my grandparents had died. I cannot not find any photos of my past - did I even exist? My grandfather, Mr Thomas Henry Rettey, used to carry the mace for the Mayor and I was to give flowers to ...see more
I worked here at Addenbrooke's Hospital (old site) from 1966 - 1969, before moving on to the new site. Best years of my life living and working in Cambridge during this period. Anyone else here at that time?
I remember in my summer hols helping an American/Canadian couple to move the gold coloured Budda and other things into their place, ready for the monks arrival. They used to grow all their own veg and herbs there and it was a big eye opener for a Biddulph lad of my age...... great memories.
I've discovered, my great uncle, James Henry Inger, ran a bookselling shop at 22 Irongate around 1896, also a stall in the market hall selling books, magazines and prints.
Spent my childhood years from the age of nine living in the pub with mum and dad, Sylvia and Percy Knight. Good times.
My brother Christopher and I first went down to school at Visitation Convent, Bridport in September 1957. We lived in Ascot as our father had been an officer in the Royal Horse Guards and had been based at Windsor. We took a train to Reading and then a GWR express running from Paddington to Newton Abbot.
Travelling to boarding school on a steam train was a complete Harry Potter experience. I can still recall ...see more
My father was stationed at Princetown as a prison officer during the war, having transferred from the Isle of Wight (Parkhurst). So you can imagine that in 1941, coming from the heavy aerial warfare over Southern England to the remoteness of Dartmoor was quite a change and although I was only 5, I recall that move very well and also how idyllic living on Dartmoor was at that time. We used to live in Grosvenor House ...see more
Basildon has an interesting history, for it was ‘reinvented’ not once, but twice. At the start of the 19th century Basildon was a small rural parish, bounded on the west by Laindon, Dunton, Langdon Hills and Lee Chapel, and on the south and east by Vange, Pitsea and Nevendon. They were quiet, agricultural places – but an agricultural depression in the 1870s caused landowners to look for new uses ...see more
Essex has the unhappy distinction of having executed more witches than any other county in England’s history, and the first major trial for witchcraft itself, as the main indictment, took place in Chelmsford in 1566 when 63-year-old Agnes Waterhouse of Hatfield Peverell was found guilty and hanged. One of the most unpleasant characters in the county’s story was Matthew Hopkins, who lived at ...see more
Harlow as we know it today was the first London-area ‘New Town’ to result from the Town and Country Planning Act of 1946, a long-term plan to build a number of new towns around London to ease the housing crisis after the Second World War, when thousands of London families had lost their homes. The small village that was there before the new town arrived is known as Old Harlow, just to the east of the modern town. The new ...see more
I have been researching my name which is very rare and found that a Scottish family of that name were farm workers at Cleugh Head Farm in the 1851 Census.
I cannot find any subsequent information as to where they went but I presume they must have emigrated.
Not likely that anyone can give me information, but perhaps the local church or farm's records?
Best regards,
John Minelly
Surbiton Surrey
my turf
My nana was born in Orange Street, South Shields. Can anyone tell me where Orange Street was situated in South Shields? My nana was born 1892, Alice Duffie, sisters Mary and Isabella. Any help would be most appreciated, as yet again I have hit a brick wall thanks x
Brought up at 10 Polmuir Road from 1953 till 1962, I have great memories of the xmas times we had there; putting a stocking at the foot of the bed and a pillowslip for the goodies, my two sisters Moira and Mary playing with their dolls. The family name is McMillan and my dad worked in the pits at Kirconnell, we were friends with the Capbells from across the road.
My dad, Davie, had a big blue van and we used to ...see more
Born and grew up in Wembley and recall Wally Kilmisters model shop at the triangle and Simpson American cars too. Also there was an underground market opposite Ealing Road. I think Rumbles school uniform shop stilll exists. Other points of interest; deMarcos Ice cream opposites the Regal Cinema, Killips department store, the cherry tree night club, west lakes sweet shop and wembley music salon.
My nan lived at 10 Forest Lane, Maryland Point. Some times I would stay with her and my Auntie Conny. When my nan had her coal delivered, the coalman would lift a cover up by the side of the front door, the coal was empitied down into the cellar, the delivery men had 2 large cart horses that pulled the coal wagon along. The milkman also delivered with a horse and cart, and a bag would hang around the ...see more
I remember attending this school and have a school photograph of all pupils. I know the school is not there anymore, but cannot find any information relating to this school, does anyone know of it?
Gosh, where do I begin. I suppose I'm asking for help here, as well as sharing memories. My mam was Gwenfron Elizabeth (Williams back then I think), she used to live up on a farm at the top of a long hill coming off the centre of Pentraeth. If I remember rightly there was a little quaint shop at the bottom of the hill. Nain on the farm used to make the best chips ever! However, ...see more
I was born at Voyce Farm near Wichenford in 1937. I started school at Wichenford in 1942. My first teacher was miss Connie Alcott who was loved by every kid and adult in the area. I remember fondly Arthur Palmers bakery and the smell of his fresh baked buns, which tasted so good. I remember my first crush on a girl. We were both five at the time and remained friends for years. In the war years we had to ...see more
I would like to know if anyone remembers the Cutmore family in Waltham Road, my former name was Stow, and I was good friends with Pam Hayden that lived at 129. But I would like to contact the Cutmores if anyone knows where they are.
Thank you
Valerie Sims (nee Stow)
Smokey Joe! I lived off Sidcup Hill - on a quiet Sunday afternoon, you could hear him rolling
down the hill with no tyres on his bike as noisy as , the police locked him up and gave a good wash in the winter I was told.
Wow, a lot of water under the bridge since I worked there. I worked there from about 1962
for about 12-14mths ,before embarking into the motor trade.
Dees of Sidcup and they are no longer there also, great memories & great people. Jim, Ralph, the manager George, etc I loved preparing the seafood for display. Started to see the start of the appearance of scooters and motorbikes from the high street, I ...see more
I lived in Church Street, Staines, which ran down to the river. I was there from 1965 till 1986. I used to swim in the river up to Staines Bridge and back. Some days would go for a drink in the Bells. You would meet your local vicar who was Sam Kimble, he was a good friend to most people. It was a very pleasent place to live. I worked at Petters, it was a big factory.
The Haven was built and opened as the Odeon cinema on 17th August 1937 with `Dark Journey`. In 1976, it was taken over by the Classic cinema group, and run part-time on cinema/bingo, until it was sold to Haven Enterprise Ltd, and renamed Haven Theatre, opening on 2nd December 1981 with `Caligula` as their first film. Closed after on fire on 15th May 1987, last film screened was `The Colour of Money`. Later demolished and ...see more
I was 12 years old when this photograph was taken. I lived in a public house, just out of camera shot, called The Castle Inn. The only building left today is the Institute Clock Tower. Looking at this site today, you would see The Freedom Bridge roundabout and the Jobseekers office. In this tiny piece of Wisbech there was a grocer store, owned by a Mr Franklin, a wet fish shop, a hairdressers, a sweet shop owned by ...see more
For those of you that don't know, if you are driving along Churchill Road in a Westerly direction, approaching Freedom Bridge Roundabout, this is where you would be in the picture.
I was born in Breech Lane, Walton on the Hill, 1940. My wife was also born in the village so we also have great memories and would love to make contact with old school friends.
I was born in Chelmsford in 1956. My mother, Dr Joy Stuart Morton, was the medical practitioner at Bridge Home from 1957 (I think) until 1960. We lived in Avenue Road and sometimes the patients would come and help in the garden. She was an amazing woman and she was only in her early thirties when she had this huge responsibility.
She was tiny and often talked about the large male security nurse who used to accompany her on her rounds.
I never went to Stubbington House School, however, I have lived in Stubbington for 70 years. I loved the buildings and the daffodils on the front lawn, the walled kitchen garden on the corner of Bells Lane; the school was almost self sufficient with a dairy and kitchen garden surrounded by high walls in Bells Lane.
I remember the buildings by the entrance in Stubbington Lane ...see more
I had great times at the pub boatyard and the surrounding area. In the summer months I would work in the little shop in the boatyard selling fizzy drinks and hiring out the boats and canoes. In between jobs I would swim in the weir pool and do a bit of fishing, which in those days was simply awesome, I caught some huge Tench and Bream in the river by the boatyard and some whopping great Chub ...see more
Please can anyone help me with locating where this hotel was. My dad was in the army and my mother died in 1963 and we lived in the hotel for a while. I now live not far away but I have memories but cannot get my bearings as the hotel is no longer there. Can anyone help !!
Hi, my father was brought up by his mum and dad in the grounds of the hospital. He had 3 brothers, Eric, Bert and Len. His name was Ray. He met my mother there as she worked in the main hospital, I think about 1948/9, her name was Lena Hobman. Mother has passed away but just wondered if any one remembers any of the family as we know very little of these times. Thank you, Brenda.
My parents owned a fish and chip shop just off Whit Lane at No1 Kent Street. The shop was damaged during the blitz, Dec 1940. Dad was away in the RAF, we were under the stairs sheltering when the bomb hit us. We were very lucky and just suffered a few cuts, apart from that and being filthy we were ok .
Mother took us the live with an aunt in Barnsley, South Yorkshire. It took 18 hours to get there, not including the ...see more
I used to pal out with a guy called Jack Evans who lived with his parents next to the Brown Cow pub on Albion Street, Salford, before they were moved to Little Hulton.
That was 55 years ago. I have some pleasant memories of the area. I lost touch with Jack and am still wondering if he is still with us.
I joined Horsham Sea Cadets IN 1973, I am a CPO at the unit at the moment. Is there anybody who knows the date when the Horsham Sea Cadet unit opened in 1942. It was then called T.S. UNA. during the 1960`s it was changed to their present name T.S. GLORY. We know it was our birthday this year but no one knew when exactly when the unit opened. We know it was named after the Submarine HMS Una which was paid for ...see more
My father worked for Bristol Water Works and we lived at Pitt Cottage from 1948 until 1956 when it was demolished. We then moved to Doversdown, Whitesfield Road and I worked for Horlicks Dairies in Silver Street until I moved to Hereford in 1970. I have fond memories of copper Genge and I think I know Martin or your brother from holidays we shared. I was known as 'beefy ' Phillips.
My late father, Rev H Roderick Carter, was the Vicar at St Catherines from the early 1950's to about 1968.
Living at the Vicarage meant that we had people coming and going all day, everyday. Mum was very supportive of Dad taking her part in helping to run a very large Parish. The Vicarage garden was large and we had many friends enjoying playing games with us. I loved going out onto the ...see more
I am asking for some help of Swanley. There was a foot bridge built - I'm not sure what year. It was London bound end, just at now the Rainbow Inn chinese. I, as a child, loved that bridge, I think it was built for school children to cross from one side to the other. I at the time was at Birchwood junior school and had to cross the bridge. I so would like to see a picture of it, I've serched but no joy. It was ...see more