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I was brought up in my youth by my father's brother Rees Emmanuel and his wife Erica, most of my own family having been killed in an air raid in Pontrhydyfen on 11/5/1941. We had lived in Trelewis and Bedlinog and came to Cilybebyll in about 1946,my uncle being the Rector there. They also had a daughter Sonia ,born when we lived in Bedlinog. Our life there was very much linked to the church of course but ...see more
Inverernie lies within the boundaries of Farr and Strathnairn. I remember when people used to call Inverernie by its correct name and not the misspelt 'Inverarnie'. The shop also used to have the correct spelling on display. However, the biggest change has been the number of new houses which has gone up in recent years. Inverernie used to be good farm land, but now it has plenty of houses with new families coming ...see more
Does anyone remember Telma Radio Shop in Littlehampton, from sometime after WWII? I have only recently learned that my ggreat uncle, William Thomas Lock, owned this shop. Any information would be most appreciated.
I loved living in Denaby, when I was a nipper, should I roam into the ajoining streets; I remember neighbours giving me a friendly shove back to my own end with their walking sticks! We never ever got lost as kids; always someone knew us or our family.
I remember our families looking after the elders lived on their own. As children we would bring bluebells back from Denaby Woods ...see more
I only spent the first six years of my life in Great Horwood, but still have many happy memories of it, and have visited it once or twice in more recent years, boring my husband and son with my stories. My parents and I lived on the Nicky Nook caravan park, which I now believe is just known as the Nook Park. I attenced the local primary school and remember my lovely teacher Mrs Coleman very well. The lovely ...see more
My father came from Sabden, his father and mother, my grandparents, owned a corner shop in the same street as a cotton mill. My father joined the Metropolitan Police in London and married my mother who was born in London. During the Blitz my mother took me to Sabden to live with my grandparents while she went back to London to work in an aircraft factory, leaving me with my grandparents. I stayed with them for some ...see more
I was that place, nothing but bad memories.
I am now 62 and never foget that place, I remember when I was about eight or nine we were made to go a long run and one of the lads said he did not feel well, but he was made to do it. When he got back he went to see the matron and an ambulance was called, he sadly died (polio), I have never forgotten the bastard who made him run.
I was made to work in the gardens across the road, that is when I ran away.
I used to visit Woolage village as a very young child where I used to stay with my grandfather Frank Wood. My father is Alan Wood who was brought up in the village from 1947 and I would be very interested to hear from anyone who knew either of them and has any stories.
Thank you
The Mayes family of Troston were my ancestors. Henry Mayes, son of Ruth Mayes, was born 1869 and was a gamekeeper locally.
The year that this photo was taken was 1951, when we opened the cafe. It was run by my father, Wally, and my mother Monica. My sister Marilyn served in the cafe later. Previously it was a china and glass shop and before that, during the war, an antique shop run by my mother.
I grew up in Reynolds Drive,Queensbury. In those days few cars littered the road so it was quite safe to play in. I remember my lovely neighbours and in particular Mrs Sparrow and her son Clive, he and I were inseparable.
My first school was Stag Lane primary then I went on to Camrose Secondary Modern where in my final year I had a new music teacher called Mr. Hinckly, he helped me a lot with my piano playing. ...see more
Whilst living in Sarsfeld Road, I went to St Mary's Cof E School in Balham High Road from 1959-1965. Mr Scott was the Head Teacher and my favourite teachers were Mr Hall and Mr Jenkins.
Before emigrating to Australia in 1927, my uncle Michael Samuelson (1898-1975) lived for about a year in Rosgill and made a living taking farmers' eggs to market. On leaving England, he was given a photo of the Bellas sisters standing in the steep lane that runs down through the village towards Bampton. Behind them, on the left, stood Rose Cottage, where he lived at the time. When I first visited Rosgill in the ...see more
I experienced the scary Miss Reid but none, in my opinion, was worse than Mr Perry and his cane. I was hauled in front of the class for being an exhibitionist which I swear thwarted any confidence I had for many years. Others fared worse. To counterbalance these experiences though, I had fantastic teachers following this such as Mrs Stafford, Miss Robinson and the wonderful Miss Hutchinson who instilled a love for travelling into many of us with her tales of travel to Africa.
Mr Scott was Head Master. Very much run on Military lines, but have good memoriies of that time. I was in Beeches house, my younger brother was there too. Anyone from that era out there and want to share the good old days with Chilton?
I spent most of 1952 at R.A.F. Medmenham and very much enjoyed my stay there. By then discipline had begun to be relaxed and we were able to wear civilian clothes off duty.. I was even able to bring my bicycle from home which opened opportunities to explore the area. I covered miles around the countryside taking in places such as Cookham ( I never did meet Stanley Spencer, though) , Aston (the Flower Pot pub) and ...see more
My gt grandmother, Eliza Catherine Bevans, and her family were guests in the hotel in 1891. Their father was the divisional carpenter at the coast guard there. They show in the same census page as the lady mentioned in the post above/
I will always remember going to Sale Lido for the dancing. The Manager was called Ronald.B. Bloxham, he had a Van Dyke beard and he encouraged the lads to request a dance with a girl, and chat them up. It became the Locarno Ballroom later. We used to go to the local cinema called the Savoy.
Alan, can you jog my memory please? As you came down the hill, on the left just before the little Tesco's, there was a small derelict cottage. I can remember creeping in there one day and finding an ornate cast iron fireplace. I went home and got a little tin of gold paint and a small paintbrush, went back and painted all the ornate parts on it, I must have spent hours and it looked very pretty. I wish there was a picture of that area showing the cotttage, it would be lovely to see it again.
I was born in 1932 at 5 Morgan's Terrace and soon thereafter moved to No 18. There were 7 people living at that address, my maternal Grandfather John Lewis, my maternal Uncle Donald Lewis, my mother Greta Emmanuel, my father Stephen Emmanuel, my older brother Ivor Emmanuel,my younger Sister Mair Emmanuel and myself, when on the 11th May 1941 the house was destroyed in an air raid killing all but ...see more
I loved the Humberstone village and living with my grandmother. I went to Humberstone School. Her name was Maggie Hunt. I would love to hear her and her friends singing all those pub songs at the P lough and The Windmill. She was so sweet and loved my brother and I. I came down Steins Lane to Hungerton Boulevard, she lived directly opposite the end of Steins Lane. I would love to visit her house once more. I live in Texas, USA but my heart will always be there.
My surname was Lesley Hulland, it would be nice to remember if anyone remembers me, I lived at Rabbit Burrow Farm until I was 15. I was baptised at St George's church and married there but am divorced now. I went to school at Poynton primary and then on to the secondary school. I was involved at the social centre where I was in many pantos, and did ballet there for 7 years. I live in Crewe now and have 2 grandchildren ...see more
My great grandfather crash landed a bomber in Mevagissey harbour in circa 1940 when his pilot was killed in action and co pilot was critically wounded. He was awarded the Distinguished Fling Medal which was listed in the London Gazette in July 1940 Does anyone have any information, paper cuttings on this event His name was Frank Hibbert and he was a Seargent at the time You can contact me on Dave.Moxey@btopenworld.com Thanks Dave
During the war years Dockenfield Manor was a school which I attended as our home in London was destroyed by bombs. For some reason I seem to remember the school was transferred from the Isle of Wight for the duration of the war. I used to help a local lad from the farm next door bring in the cows. We were both around 7 years old. One day we saw a V1 heading towards our school then it turned off and we ...see more
My mother, Sheila Campbell, owned Tulliver's Cafe in partnership with her friend (and my godmother) Jo Parrington in the late 1930's somewhere in Cambridge. Many of the undergraduates were attracted by the two pretty girls - and one of them, Robert William Leighton Lowe who was at Pembroke College, married my mother! Does anyone remember where in Cambridge this cafe was situated? I would love to know as my parents were so happy there.
I lived in the hostel in the 1960s and liked the area very much. I was a member of the working man's club, the cinema always had up to date films. The town boasted good pubs, there was plenty of work in nearby Letchworth. I had spells in Borg Warner, Emme's Plastic Moulding, Brand's Coatings and more. I heard most of what I mention is now gone.
Is Thornton Junction still working? I lived in Methil in the 1940s and Methil had a busy station and I remember when we got to Thornton Junction we heard "All change Thornton Junction". I forget where we were going as I am in my 70's, it wasn't Edinburgh, I think that was change at Kirkcaldy.
Hi, I lived in Barnet, my father and grandfather and his father dates back 1879, their surname was Lee, from Taperster Street and Dexter Road. It would be great if anyone know my father Brian Lee, he died in 1973. He had a garage behind the Saibury Arms. Barnet has changed a lot.
From childhood, first on family holidays and now in later years I have spent many happy times walking this cliff path from Corton to Hopton. This view remains virtually unchanged, the radar station is now a private residence and the mast long since taken down. There is erosion since your photo but the cliff top path is still accessible for now and I always look forward to holidays on this stretch of the East Coast. For those who like peace and quite this is the perfect place.
Hi. After being bombed out three times during 1940 my mother moved my family to Bale in 1941. We lived at no 2 Bale in those days, the last house on the right as you walk through the village, it had a well outside, as well as some coal sheds and an outside toilet, and a fantastic vegetable garden with an apple tree in the middle. I remember starting school at the old Gunthorpe school, about a mile away, and some ...see more
Amazing to see a photo of this beautiful church from 1901! I spent many, many years walking around it and through the grounds as a child on my way to the playground. A beautiful and peaceful place. My sister got married here and my nana, as have a handful of friends. Sadly, my parents moved before I got married! Always made me feel safe like an old friend keeping watch.
I was brought up in Shrewsbury in the 1950s. The Theatre Royal had already gone then, although my mother used to tell me about it, but the wonderful Victorian gothic market hall on the left was still there. I loved it. There were lots of interesting little shops inside including a pet shop where I used to buy goldfish for my aquarium. At Flower Show time there were outdoor traders all around the ...see more
To the right of the bridge was the Telephone Exchange, and in my day Sally Till lived there, and her mum was the telephone operator. It was alleged she listened in on calls, as you could in those days. But no-one really cared. You just learned to be careful what you said to your friends!
A great place for walks, and sledging in winter, great fun, and Gordon Adams went into the hedge at the bottom and broke his leg. Mrs Brown from the dairy played the organ in church, and played for my wedding.
I lived in Somerton from 1942 to 64, and my parents long after that. I do remember the cafe at Lazenby's. Their shop was a bit of a competitor to ours, both being grocers! My mum did a lot of dressmaking, and I think we bought materials in Harris's. I went to Monteclefe school, and the teachers were then Miss Godfrey, and Miss Bibby. I quite liked Miss Bibby, but not Miss Godfrey. Yes, the toilets were ...see more
I came across this site today and was taken back to my childhood. I was born in Netherfield at 21, Hodgkinson Street in September 1957, the daughter of Brian and Barbera Pritchett, and 2 years later had a brother called Mark. Our parents have sadly passed away now but I have so many happy memories of living in a close tight knit village where everybody knew each other. I have now lived for the past ...see more
Our family lived in Palmerston Avenue, and then moved to Palmerston Drive (both named after Lord Palmerston). One of my most significant memories of life in Palmerston Drive was when people living in the whole street had to be evacuated during the bombing because of the threat caused by the fire at the nearby Bryant and May matchworks. We walked by foot during the night over the lift bridge into the ...see more
I grew up in Torrington & my family still live there and I love to visit the Commons.
My godfather Bob Cudmore who lived in Well Street all his life used to tell me so much history, I could listen to him for hours.
My dad John Buckley moved down here with his mother, uncle Ted and sister from Durrington to Station Cottages in the late 1940s as his uncle worked for the railways.
A little town ...see more
Great to read about the place I was born in, ie Joe Cunningham brings back memories, I recall same as you. I now live in the Midlands since moving when Wingate closed. Nice to keep in touch on this site, do you remember me Joe? As I think I know you, do you have a brother Harry?
Chris Tarren
PS I lived at 362 New Row.
I remember the Manor pub, it used to have an air raid warning siren on the building. I remember hearing it once, testing it I think as the year was about 1956. I too remember the tea van which had an awning on it in the rain. As small children my sister and I always frequented the friendly atmosphere of the tea drinking bus men, so that we could buy a sweet lollipop from the tea van owner. When we first moved ...see more
I was posted to Latimer in 1954 from Hadrians Camp, Carlisle, and after walking from Little Chalfont Station with full kit it was great to walk into the guardroom and have someone stick a mug of tea in my hand, Corpral Homer MM.
I also remember CSM Wacky Jones Major "DEBBIE " Renolds and many others from all services including WRAC, it was a great posting. I met my wife to ...see more
I was born in 1941 in Cefn Coed House, Pentwyn, Upper Cwmtwrch. The house I was brought up in was one of five my grandfather, Richard Lougher, had built for his chiidren. At that time there was a road, a railway, and the River Twrch, passing thrugh the village. In Upper Cwm the road crossed the river in three places and the railway crossed the road and river in one place. At the bottom of our hill was Gwys ...see more
CAN ANY ONE HELP ME WITH THE FOLLOWING - in the 1970s I was a student living in SLOSH, the student hostel just behind the garage on Amen Corner. I know it has all changed now - so can anyone provide me with details? When was SLOSH pulled down and when also did the garage disappear? I have fond memories of this area it was a second home to me -- I orignally came from Essex.
Regards,
Adrian
I remember the sausage and mash cafe almost opposite to where this photo was taken at the bottom of Pier Hill. It was called 'The Old Sausage Shop' and I sometimes had lunch there while working at a nearby amusement arcade. It wasn't the best of places to eat I'm afraid!. The sausages came from big tin cans and heated in hot water. These were served with soggy onions and very salty mashed potatoes!. ...see more
I was born in number 8 Pirnie Street, it was the house between the Torrances and the Shaws, a couple of houses down from auld Neil Moreland, he was the lollipop man at Jenny Nairn's shop. I also went skinny dipping at the pipe and we dried ourselves at a fire made from rubbish from the dump. I also played football for the big club and the bowling club. I went about with boys like Sandy Byrne, Les Pattie, Jock ...see more
My Nan lived in Church Path (renamed Lillie Walk), they were all mainly Irish families living there, Nan's family all stayed in Fulham around North End Road. In the 1950s me and my sister were taken there to buy new shoes and stop to see Nan's sister, Aunt Annie, who had a fruit barrow by Barbers store, we always got an apple. We also used to go to see her brother Uncle Tom who lived in Shorrolds Road, and we ...see more
I remember Jimmy Redpath and Peter Sutton, we were in the same class at Benyon Juniors School, also other names in class were David Clifford, Jimmy Dunn, Billy Stanton, Vernon Smith, John Owen, Leonard Smallwood, Tommy Tucker, Elaine Smith, Gillian Dennis. Tommy Tucker and Jimmy Redpath were good freinds. I lived in Larkspur Road from 1951 to 1960.
I remember the old funeral home on Jackson Street, or as I knew it as, Jackson Chare, eee it was a long time ago, old man died there in what is now the Co-op, died there shortly after he opened it one day, long time ago, the place is not the same any more is it? Changed too much and for the worse if you ask me.
Our late grandparents Bob and Alice Maudsley owned a caravan on Cambrian coast in 1965 to 1969, me and my sister Kerry spent our school holidays playing on the beach and riding round the camp in the site owner's landrover, his name was Mr Taylor and he had a son called Michael, they came from Ellesmere Port as do we. As children we used to watch the old farmer checking his sheep, I think his name was Old Louie. We ...see more
I was born in 1941 in Cefncoed House, Pentwyn, overlooking Gwys Railway Station, Upper Cwmtwrch. I lived there for 7 or 8 years before moving to the Gurnos, Lower Cmwtwrch. My family lived in a compound made up of five houses built by my grandfather, Richard Lougher, for his children. The village had a road, a railway, and the River Twrch running through it. In Upper Cwm the road crossed the river in three ...see more
I grew up in Peckham, went to Peckham Rye Primary school, Peckham Rye park and common was in fact my playground, how lucky was I! This was in the late 1960s, early 1970s. My mum did all her shopping down the lane, she was a dressmaker and I remember going to the haberdashers under the arches by the railway station to buy buttons, zips and yards of ribbons for my sisters and my hair, going into Jones & Higgins where ...see more
I still remember the Co-operative in the 1960s being used as a funeral home for a while, William Brown I think he was called, memory goes a little but I vaguely remember the old man who worked on the desk there dying just after opening the shop, number 5 or number 6, I can't remember too much these days, and it's a shame what the street is now.
We as a family (the Olleys) lived for the first 14 years of my life on Priors Hill. I remeber having to go to Jackson's shop and Dick Preddy's for shopping, bread for my mum - a collie dog used to chase me every time down bakers road - I used to peddle my bike like the clappers and he never caught me!! I remember running down Priors Hill through the weir field then down Inverary Road to school once, when I got there ...see more
I remember the W.I. paying £50 for a WAAF billet, so they could have their own premises in which to have meetings.
I carried the the water supply in buckets from my then home, Bigby Manor.
John.
I was a patient in Fairfield Hospital in 1969 and I made many friends in there with other patients and also with workers who lived in Arlesey. They all helped in my recovery and I am 75 now and have never looked back. Thanks Arlesy.
I worked for three years at RAF Bassingbourn for Airwork Services and enjoyed my time in the village, plenty of pubs in those days, one was just outside. Does any one remember which pub featured in a film about the war called either 'The Battle of Britain', 'The Dambusters' or 'Reach for the Sky'?
My family have been on Bute for many hundreds of years but I was born in South Wales...Dad was a master Mariner and died in 1935. I have written a description of boyhood on Bute through the War and this is in the Bute Sons and Daughters Genealogical site. We lived at Ardbeg point all through the war and saw the Subs, Midget Subs, Frogmen, Commandos and landing craft together with the damaged ships being ...see more
I was born 15.10.32 above the Barber's Shop in the Square and subsequently taken to Rothesay, Bute where I was brought up. Dad was a Master Mariner, lost at sea 19.10.35. My Mother was Leah Drury, born 17.06.07 daughter of Jemima Jenkins and Henry Edward Drury a Master Barber and apprenticed to Lel. He had been born in the Old Workhouse in Biddenden, Kent. In 1914 Jemima Died of Cancer and Henry ...see more
Lynette Carter nee Evans My grandfather was Romany Gypsy, Stephen Evans, who better known as (Stinny)? During 1916 he lived in Gorseion, while his wife; my grandmother Mary Ellen Boswell lived in Gowerton. Nobody knows why this was. Due to literacy Spelling variation of Evans in the 1800s & 1900s would’ve been; Evans, Evan, Evance, Evands, Evanson, Evason, Evens, Evenson. Stinny was my ...see more
Lynette Carter (nee) Evans
I was born in Glossip Terrace Hospital Splott Cardiff. My family and I first moved to Heol Cynllan Road, Llanharan when I was just over 2 years old. We lived with my Aunty Fanny and Uncle di. At number 1 Heol Cynllan lived my Aunty and Uncle, Gino Serenti, Ann Serenti along with my cousins Sandra, Paul and Mark Serenti. I remember running the short distance down ...see more
I was a postman in the 1960s and collected the post from this post office.
I remember when I was about 14 being a choir boy in St Mary's Church. This would be 1953. We used to receive two shillings and sixpence for weddings, some of us belonged to another church further down the road toward Chatham and we would do two weddings on some Saturdays.
In my late teens I used to go to the dances in the town hall at the bottom of the hill.
This picture brings back very happy memories for me, as it shows my grandparents' (Arthur and Madge Douglas) shop and cafe (Cum agen Cafe) where we spent many, many happy times. Pickering certainly has changed since then. On the left is the old Labour Exchange above which was a flat where Olive Watson used to live, then Cum Agen Cafe (now a vets), then what is now the Crossways Hotel (used to be grain shop run ...see more
My mum lived here since birth, I hold fond memories of the fact I was born this year.
I was born in Grimsby in 1965 and proud of this. My mum died at these docks in 1971 by accident, she fell and drowned. I'd like to hear from anyone who knows my family or knew my mum, Josephine Martha Mary Tonner, maiden name George. My sister Lorraine died in 2001, and I have a sister called Francine. I'd love to have contact with her. Please email me if you can help at all.
I grew up in Sparkbrook. I lived in Priestley Road. I went to Montgomery junior school. Mr Brazier was our head master. My favourite teacher was Mrs Green. I worked at Sparkhill Police Station for 15 years as a traffic warden. I'd love to hear from anyone who knows me. My email is: the_boult@hotmail .co.uk
My name is WILFRIED and I live in Germany. In 1968 I was on school exchange in Hemel Hempstead for four weeks. I was there with a group of 40 boys and girls all at the age of 16 or 17 supported by two teachers. We were all living in different families in Hemel Hempstead. At that time I was very interested in popular music, especially the classic rock stuff and psychedelic music. One day I read a review about a ...see more
Although I didn't live at Hamsterley Colliery, I spent all my school holidays with my grandmother, Mary Willis who lived in the top bungalow at Derwent Haven. She lived to be nearly a 100 which I suppose justified placing old people's bungalows at the top of a steep hill. My paternal grandfather and great-grandfather both worked at Hamsterley Colliery and my great-great-grandfather worked at ...see more
I hated hop picking. We started in 1938 to help pay for my sister's uniforms when she went to Ashford County School. At first my mother was slightly ashamed but soon entered ino the spirit and competition as to who could pick the most bushells. We had a half bin with the Worsleys having the other half. Mrs Worsley's father had been a police inspector in Tunbridge. The Worsleys were Scottish from ...see more
My Confirmation was in 1948 with 12 boys and 12 girls. Many years have passed since then.
Hi David, I was in the Castle School from 1961 to 1964. I was also in Crawley House laundry no 84. And I rememeber you, was your laundry number 86? I used to spend a lot of time with George March, Marchie was his nickname. I also remember the imfamous Mr Bowles who as you rightly put was an evil B-----d along with his equally evil animals Mr Maddison, Bewdley House & Mr Stewart, Softley house. Stewart ...see more
I was born at 23 Cobham Terrace in 1943 and lived there until 1953 when we moved to Swanscombe. The road was very quiet then and as children we played in the ditch across the road. This "ditch" was once the water way that connected the Thames and Greenhithe to the houses in Cobham Terrace. Our immediate neighbors were Mr & Mrs Harwood and Valerie and her brother Barry. Mrs Roe, Mr & Mrs Taylor, Mr & ...see more
I was posted to HQ 22 Group Market Drayton in 1949. I loved the place with many fond memories. There was talk of the green Lady a ghostly image of a Lady reflected on the wall, with the light from the green window colouring her green. The Hall was used during the war. There was an unused cypher office in the basement. This door was never opened until - One night in the ...see more
I have lived at three houses in Sipson. The first was 44 Sipson Way. My mother, brother and I moved in there in about 1956. I went to the old Heathrow School on the Bath Road a nice little school though old fashioned. I remember the desks were joined to the seats and if you lifted your desk up your neighbours went up also. They had a May Ball and celebrated Empire Day. My friend was Bob Chaterton, his ...see more
Titled."Summers in Kirkmuirhill".....My Granny Brown lived there and as a wee boy I was sent from my home in Glasgow to stay with my Granny for the summer. I loved the time there and enjoyed the fequent walks with my Uncle Dan down by the river Nethan, where he would guddle for trout. There was a pub on the main road and a little shop was nest to it. On a Friday my uncle always said he was going to ...see more
I visited Eagle Hall as a child, my grandfather, Mr GB Edward, and his wife bought the Hall in a fairly run down condition. I have memories of horse riding around the grounds swimming in one of the lakes, and of how derelict much of the house was. Unfortunately my grandfather did not really have the money to undertake the necessary renovations and I think that Eagle Hall was probably in as bad a condition ...see more
My mum worked at Woodhurst as a nurse in the late 1960s, early 1970s. We used to go and meet her from work and go to the pub in the village, The Grapes?, and sit in the garden on the swings with a bottle of Cresta pop.
During the Second World War I was sometimes taken by my mother to stay with her grandmother, Mrs Bevis, at the house called Rivermead, about 100 yards downhill from the church, by a sharp bend to the left. Mrs Bevis must have rented it early in the war, having left her home in Jersey before the occupation of the island. I was about 4, when the Germans were still in the ascendent, and we were enjoying tea out in ...see more
31/10/11 My Great Grandparents were Joe and Ann Boyd who lived in Winlaton. Their children were Joe, Billy, George, Mary, Eliza and Annie. Thier daughter Mary married Jack Flanagan (my grandparents) on 12 September 1912 and they lived at The Garth where 9 of their 10 children were born. They later moved to 29 Springfield Road before finally moving to London in 1934. My grandmother's sisters Eliza and Annie lived at ...see more
My Great Uncle Elijah pulled the Blackpool Wheel down. The Company was probably Ward Bros. He had souvenirs made, in the shape of a coin
Ed
