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I attended this beloved school from Sept.1979-May 1980. It was called International University High School or I.U.H.S school. It was a co-ed back then. I was 15-year-old Canadian boy and was dropped off there by my father. Great memories of the grounds, sunny, foggy, and at night. The girls never walked the grounds or into town alone. I sure grew up fast. The whole after dark experience (walking around the school at ...see more
My uncle Joe Wolff was an American Soldier during WWII and spent the summer of 1942 stationed in various places in Wiltshire including Tottenham House. Although he was a private he was very well educated with a degree in History and English. He was invited to visit the college during his stay and wrote fairly extensively about it. I will enclose some of his observations from ...see more
During the summer of 1942 my uncle who was an American soldier lived in several place in the Savernake Forest and eventually was billeted in "the big house" (Tottenham House)and kept a wonderful journal. I will cut and paste a few short passages as space is limited. "Yesterday we did a little moving and as a result I’m now living in the Big House in a small room, one of the two hundred odd. I suppose ...see more
This photo may have been taken from Wraysbury (on the opposite of the Thames from the Bells of OUSELEY) but the Bells of OUSELEY - not Ouzeley - is, in fact, in Old Windsor.
Today I had a wonderful experience at the National Trust property, Arlington Court. The stewards on duty allowed me to play their grand piano in the main hall and it was a wonderful instrument made by Collard & Collard around 1830 - 1850. The staff opened the piano lid, and the tone sounded superb! I played a piece from memory as my sight reading is not good and thoroughly enjoyed myself - a memory to remember!
Ouch! Someone mentioned the old Library in William Street. On the way home from Langley Grammar a few of us used to go to the Library to do our homework before travelling on (me on the 460 to Wraysbury). Outside the Library was a newspaper board and I vividly remember that the board showed that the Manchester United team had been involved in an air crash. Having seen the great Duncan Edwards play and, like a lot ...see more
The four pinnacles on the tower were removed after WW2 because a bomb dropped in Wraysbury Road made them unsafe. I was born in '45 (and baptised in St. Mary's) and was still living in Wraysbury Road in 1960. I do not remember the pinnacles being demolished so this photo must have been taken much earlier as they would have been removed in my early childhood.
My Mom and my aunt were placed in care in St. Joseph's. My mother never spoke of it and my aunt only started telling us (my sisters and me) shortly before she died. We believe their mother and grandmother were financially unable to care for them. Their names were Agnes and Eleanor. They were probably placed in care around 1929.
I can remember fishing this bit of the Welland many times, but not as early as this photo was taken, we (being myself and my brothers) were allowed to fish it when Mrs Mitchell was then the owner. It was an unbelieveable treat as the river then was full of really big chub and no one was allowed in there. My dad Jack used to be painter and job man for Mrs Mitchell, I'm not sure when he started working for the ...see more
I was born in Nottingham in 1947 and left when I was 19 to join the RAF where I stayed for 25 years. I have some happy memories of the place - the Palais on a Saturday and the boat clubs near the Forest ground where they used to have live music in the early and mid '60s. Looking back they were death traps and there would have been very little chance to get out alive had there been a fire. It's a miracle that there ...see more
I went to school in Love Lane from1969 /1974, my first teacher was Mr. Cowell, others included Paddy Rice, Mr Stowell, Mr Morris, Mrs Abbey, Miss Close, Mr Napier, Miss Norman, Mr Mumford. I am in contact with 2 girls from my class, Susan Butler and Jane Malpass,. I knew the Carpenters from Church View, when I was 15 I went out with Albert Carpenter ('Chippy'). I also knew Lennie Tubby, Tommy Hearn. I was ...see more
I was born at Bakers Gate, (which is oppsite the "research station), in 1939. I moved away in 1959. My parents continued there until they retired and went to live at 3, The Terrace in the village.
Bakers Gate was my world, until I went to school at Pirbright in 1944. There were no other children to play with, my cousin Margaret came with her grandfather sometimes, they too lived in the ...see more
I have heard about the beautiful countryside around Greenock from an old friend - contact now lost. He moved from the Gorbals with his family when he was 12, in 1961ish. I think his father worked in the shipyards. Does anyone remember Steven? He left school at 16 after 'O' levels and went to work in the tax office at Cumbernauld but found office work not to his liking. I knew him when he lived in Surbiton in ...see more
I was stationed at Kenley in the RAF and used to go ice skating nearly every day, walking down from Kenley. I still ice skate, I have been to all the London ice rinks and Hampton Court and my regular one at Guildford. I am 84 next week.
Further to my initial comment:- I was at Valance in 1949 and was there as a delicate child, having been transfered from another such school "Wrens Warren Camp School" which closed down. The head teacher in 1949 was a Miss Hoad who was very fair but strict. Mr Punch ad been the headmaster at Wrens Warren and possibly still had a connection with Valance. When I left Valance (about 1 year there), my ...see more
I remember January 1951, my second year at Croydon Parish Church Infants' School, I was six. I was beginning to wonder where about a quarter of the class had gone. Then I fell ill and Dr Schofield (not sure which one, there were two brothers, Dr James and Dr Robert) said, "It's scarlet fever!" I was taken, with my Ration Book, to the Isolation Hospital at Waddon. I was there three weeks, and found out where my ...see more
Immediately on the right here was Eton College's Rectors House (?), mum's mum was cook, she was a WWI widow with 5 kids and walked daily from a railway slum in Stoke Gardens Slough. When mum left school in the 30's at 14 and was too young for work the rector's wife said to gran to bring the girls along (Nell, mums older sister), mum was "tweeny" (in-between stairs maid) and hated it. Rector took them all on a "holiday", ...see more
Dad always called this the burning bush, I assume it was the first public lighting they'd seen.
Langley, We had our wedding reception here in 1968
Back in the 1950's I can remember living in No 1 Bertrey Cottages, Single Street very near Berrys Green. I can remember the Berrys Green Post Office where we could buy sweets by spending as little as a farthing. A little greengrocer shop opposite the Old Jail pub and all the old characters that lived in that area. No 2 The Webbs. No 3 The Fovarges. No 4 Wakefields. Others in the Street that I can ...see more
Walked past here daily to W Penn Secondary school, rough but the first school to take any interest in me.
Old Library and toilets on right, I was introduced to reading there, exit from open market through the arch on left.
The Granada on the left and down the road, the new cop shop. On the right would have been Herschels house, demolished of course!
In front is the Crown PH. Later Slough College was built behind the left hand side, in the 60's when we were at the College we used to eat at The Foresters, a pub on the left, pie mash & beans and a light and lime (sorry!) cost 2/6d! a bit further on there was an arch to the open market, you could walk thru and out onto Wlliam St (?) I remember the army surplus shop in there.
Methodist Central Hall and Co-op on right, the Co-op were good tailors and barbers. I got a prize as a kid, presented at Central Hall by George Cansdale (an early TV animal presenter) for designing a National Savings poster.
I have fond memories of working at International Stores in the High Street, the manager's name was Mr Dodds.
I remember Willam Deacons Bank about 1955 to 1960 and what's more my mum used to take me to the market to point to me the hissing Tilley lamps. I went to the Empress Cinema and the Curzon Cinema. We lived next door to the Hughenden Cafe they had a small white scottie dog that chased us when we played in the field behind the cafe which was next door to us. There was a bakers across the road that had a vertical sign ...see more
My ancestor, Simeon Warner Hagen, was the Miller at Stanwell Moor. He lived from 1751 until 1812 when he passed the mill down to his sons, Thomas and George Hagen, who may have sold it as neither remained in Middlesex. Simeon was a member of the Society of Friends and was a member of the Longford Meeting in Staines. Could this be the same mill? I know there were several mills in Stanwell.
Trying to find anybody who may remember me from school or from Waverley Road, Hyde, also Lynda Bardsley from Astoria Hyde.
Found some photos of the Novellettes jazz band through the jazz band facebook page that Dave Paget's daughter set up - brilliant some fab memories.
I was another "student from 1958-1962. I still remember quite a few people. Dick Ince, carpentry master & his dog "Ponto", Matron Bridget Clarke, Biology Master "Jake" Thompson, Science Mr Penny. Dick Ince allegedly "seeing" matron, regularly visiting her after lights out. Anthony Meager being expelled by his father for nicking the Jaguar. I was told that the Major absconded with school funds after I left ...see more
I am still trying to locate anyone who might remember or relate to any folks that lived in Dartford, a specific area would be Morland Avenue. I lived at no 7 Morland Avenue, a member of the Jeffrey family. I would love to locate anyone who remembers my family.
Here's to y'all,
Clive J.
Summer Camp for many East Kilbride Scouts in 1977 was a choice between an expensive long distance coach trip to Switzerland or a cheaper and fun District Camp at Glentrool just an hour and a half ride away on a service bus! I took a patrol of my boys from the 3rd East Kilbride Troop (55th Clydesdale) to join the District Camp and we were blessed with beautiful weather every day to ...see more
The military owns more than 150 square miles of Salisbury Plain and great chunks of it are closed to the public. I have seen part of this area and "enjoyed" the isolation of camping in bivouacs with my Territorial Army unit. The organisation of the trainng area is done so as to parcel up areas and allocate them to seperate training exercises. I served for almost five years with the Royal Signals ...see more
What I am about to write was once classified information; but due to the BBC documentary I can disclose and inform you that I had a brother in law who is dead now, but I recall things of which he was to tell me as in confidence: I forget the exact year; but I think it was in the early 70s. Where he worked at the A W R E as a cleaner; what he described to me was documented on television quite a number of years ...see more
My parents Pat and Eric Metcalfe ran the Cat and Bagpipes for about five years from 1960, I was about 10 years old when we moved there and I went to Harlesy Village School. I remember Philip Robinson and his sister Shirley and parents Tom and Eileen aslo Auntie Bella. I used to go riding with Shirley as we both had ponies. I also remember Spencley Raper and the Kirks who lived at Harlsey Castle. The ...see more
I was born in Epsom and lived in Belmont all my childhood. I attended Cotswold Road Primary School and also the Sunday School that was there on a Sunday. The building was knocked down in the 1980s, it was opened in the 1890s and I can remember we celebrated its 60th anniversary in the 1950s dressing up as Victorian children!
We played and cycled all over the downs particularly the chalk hills on both sides of the ...see more
I was in hospital most of my life but I remember I stayed here the longest, there was a matron who looked after us, tall with glasses, and there was a part you went in where you went to school . There was a teacher who came to our beds with work for us, also the tunnel we went to with big black pips. If anyone remembers me I am very small and had a bad back, my name is Denise, I am 48.
I can remember many good time growing up in Aveley. We used to go to the Botany in Purfleet for the day walking across the pipe on the Mardyke. I went to Bushy Bit between 1959-1963 cannot remember Old Paddy Rice throwing the black board rubber at you if you was not doing what he had told you. (or checking out the senior boys sitting at the front of the class) Also remember him picking his nose ...see more
RE Photo 60335 - Sorry, but this photo is of the building that replaced the original Hospital built (circa 1890) in Station Road (formerly Marsh Street) a few doors from the Baptist Church and next to the town's Gas Works. The new Hospital was built as it was considered that the smell of gas was not conducive to the health of the patients!
The building in Warren Lane was the Isolation Hospital and it ...see more
Leyburn is my home town, although, I was born in the Gatehouse to Danby Hall and lived there for the first 2 years of my life. I remember marching up and down the market place with the army bands. We never had many ameneties in those days but it was a wonderfull place to have a childhood, with lots of countryside to roam around. August bank holiday was the time of the Miss Wensleydale contest. Although a small town we had ...see more
We moved to the village in 1967 and lived in Garden Lane and Plas Maen. I have fond memories of the old school and childrens clubs in the village hall. I well remember when the fish and chip shop first opened in the village and people came from far and wide, not only for the chips but to stare at Jimmy the owner because he was the first coloured man that they had ever seen!
At one time I was a choir boy at All Saints Church. I cannot remember who was in the choir with me at the time but I do remember the vicar was the Reverend Bache. When I visited the church in 1997 while on holiday in Britain I found that there was a book in which all the past ministers at the church were listed. To my surprise, the Rev Bache was not among them. I think that the matter ...see more
I think this must be the Windmill by John Ruskin School on Upper Shirley Road. If I remember right there was a pub (The Sunrise?) nearby. Many an hour was spent on my old track bike in Shirley Hills and the tea shop.
I was delighted to hear (and see) that I was not the only person who remembers the Club House. It would seem that one or two of us lived on the estate (I lived in Coleridge Road) and a comment regarding the primary school prompted me to remember Mr Payne who tended the boilers that were underneath the primary school and Mrs Masters the headmistress. In sorting out some old paperwork I came across a ...see more
I have just obtained my father's birth certificate. I noticed that the address is 16 Rochester Avenue, Salford 5. I was wondering of anyone knows whereabouts this is as I haven't had much luck finding out.
My dad was the manager of Payantake Stores in West Wickham High Street for many years (from 1959 onwards). It used to be where Oxfam is now. We lived in the flat above the shop. There were regular break-ins at Croft Radio, which was on the corner across the road but nobody took much notice of the alarm going off because it used to go off all the time. I spent many happy hours helping my dad in the shop, ...see more
I was the manager of the Moorland Hotel from July 1967 until March, 6th 1970 when it burned down. The manager from whom I took over was called Brown and he before him was called Maurice Trew. The writer before me who said he worked there under Trew was quite correct and another writer was also correct in saying our chef was Freddy Davis. During my time there I felt we needed to complement the ...see more
I was at the concert in Blake's Recreation Ground and I was only 10 years old at the time! I went with my sister, who was a few years older. We were right near the front and I remember being so close to Paul Jones I could have touched him! David (my old class mate!) is right, there was some trouble about it at the time and the bloke who organised it (from the local record shop in the High ...see more
My nan and grandad ran the Three Colts pub in Princes Road in the 1950s, their names were John and Alice French. They had three children, the eldest daughter being my mum, her name was Audrey, then there was David and finally Carol. My mum married a boy from up the road in Princes Road called Gerald Brazier. Whenever I see the pub I find it very comforting and have a sense of where I come from. I was born ...see more
I taught at Stubbington House to see whether teaching was my metier, with Andrew Walters and John Bardolph, still good friends. I remember Mr Field, an MCC member, who occasionally took cricket nets and we always imagined him as ages older than us. Actually less than five years! John Renton was studying Spanish in his 90's. A kindly fellow whose only son, Nick, sadly died in an accident in New Zealand very ...see more
The old post office in the picture once belonged to my family, as did the the farm that once stood to the left of the old post office. I spent the first 18 years of my life growing up in Marloes. It's a lovely place to visit as it's steeped in history, from Henry Tudor to WW2, also the heritage of the Kensington family and the Kensington estate of St Brides. Marloes is outlined with some of Wales's most beautiful ...see more
I remember Zeeta's coffee shop and the Rotary Club just round the corner. The Pontiac was a great club, Chris Farlowe and the Thunderbirds were the resident band there and we used to be there almost every week!
Hi, I was born in 1952 at Silver Terrace, Southdown, lived there till 1965, went to primary school at Blindwell Hill. I still have relatives living there, lots of older relatives buried there. Great memories of long summers wandering around Sango and the pits. The old Southdown social club, we used to have great fun on the jumping walls, all of which are now sadly gone. The carnivals used to be brilliant on the quay ...see more
Greenfeeds on the right of the picture is where I lived. The premises were owned by my family since the early 1800's and at that time they also owned the Prospect Pub. My great grandfather also had tenants renting properties he owned up the High St, the road leading up to the viaduct.
I was in Heswall Childrens Hospital from 1968 to 1969. I have mixed memories. I was very homesick - I was 11- and only one of the night nurses showed any caring - all the others either ignored me or told me to pull myself together. Having said that, I attended the hospital school - taught by mr smith who had magnificent beard! He directed the christmas concert for parents which was one of my better memories!! The ...see more
I was born in late August 1949 in Joan Gardens..a banjo off of Joan Road. Yes we lived on the big council estate but we didn't know. All I remember is the wonderful tmes we had playing in the banjo and the streets around..knock down ginger being the favourite. I remember having to try and go to the loo after my older sister and I were caught knocking by a very quick neighbour and my quick witted ...see more
Born Southfields Nursing Home 12/01/47. Gladys May Haines (maternal grandmother) who owned The Queensborough Hotel on the sea front before the war. Parents, Madge Haines married Andrew Aitken, a survivor from the sinking of aircraft carrier - HMS Courageous - in Sept. 1939, 3 weeks into WWII. Paternal grandparents, Andrew and Mildred Aitken lived in a house in Arundel Road, now, I believe, a ...see more
Were they happy years? I suppose they were, although we were very poor as kids we made the best of it, my memories were of the trams clattering up manchester road, which we used to take to go to the swimming baths from school. Wandering around Kirkgate Markets. Anyone remember the Giant Pie with steam coming out in the Bakers window opposite Kirkgate Market. I can remember going to the Alhambra ...see more
My husband (Jose) and I were stationed at RAF Upper Heyford and lived on Church Street (81 Church I believe) with our 2 young children (Erin and Justin) from May 1982 until we moved to base housing at RAF Upper Heyford in May 1983. Our wonderful neighbors were Robert (Bob) and Gay Wallis (children - Jenny and John) and on the other side of us were the Grants (can't think of their first names) who raised Jacob's ...see more
My Grandfather and Grandmother were married in this church. My grandfather John Booth was a rock manufaturer - the Exhibition Rock Company in Gorton Street. I saw the lights being turned off in 1939 when the war broke out. My Father Ronald Monk had the first internal airline in the UK going from Blackpool to the Isle of Man and Liverpool. At the Isle of Man airport one can see the propellor from his seaplane. It was while doing this that he met my Mother Madeline Monk nee Booth.
Roe Green known as "Tee Total Village" (there has never been a public house there.) The Independent Methodist Church (Chapel) was the hub of the village. I was baptized there in 1939 and all my life up to 1961 was spent in activities at the chapel. Dancing classes, choir practice, Young Worshipers League, Badminton,.Christian Endeavour meetings and the yearly panto.My mother, Mrs Gill, turned our ...see more
I moved to Lymington Road, Dagenham, in 1939, across the road from the school. At first I attended Green Lane School - same as Dudley Moor. I even had the same piano teacher. Miss Hoggard. But she gave up on me. In the early years of the War, bedtime was the Anderson shelter, and whopping great spiders! Searchlights swept the skies, and there was often the sound of anti aircraft guns. Shrapenl was plentiful. ...see more
I went to school in Bexleyheath between 1950 and 1954. I believe the school was in Pelham Road but I can't be sure. Maybe there was a separate infants department in North Street? My first (very young) girlfriend was there too and she lived just off the Green and was called Kay Thompson. I started school early at the age of 4 at North Street infants and moved on to Pelham Road ...see more
From Billy Bell: I remember the good days at the regatta, going to Hexham to row on the Tyne and then we grew up. I went to work at Hamsterly collierly then when I was 16 I worked underground, I had my own pit pony, driving tubs of coal to the landing to go to the bank which is the surface.
I was born in Dixon Avenue in 1947, We knew everyone in the village. I got a job delivering papers for Ossie and Hilda Paul in 1958.
Dad took me to see the crashed wagon that demolished the chapel, all of us lads spent hours in the Heuffy wood with the dogs rabbiting, now they don't know what to do. Sadly some of the lads have now passed away. Please get in touch with me, I will be pleased to hear from old friends.
I remember spending part of school summer holidays here as my grandparents lived in the village, they were Robert John King and Florence Emma King, nee Stanton. I used to go across to the shop from their cottage on Main Street and buy 'Hubbly Bubbly', always pineapple flavour, I remember the Old Post office and Scotts Farm, 'The Wheatsheaf' pub and 'The Buckingham Arms'. And dad would show me the old school and ...see more
My Great Grandfather William Mitchell Forbes and his twin brother James Mitchell Forbes, born 1856, Backloan, Parish of Tough in 1861 lived in Funchry, Tough with their mother and brother Arthur Mitchell Forbes. I would love to know more about them all, their mother Forbes Mitchell died Dunmore Cottages, Dunmore by Airth she might have been housekeeper at a big house there.
Hello, I was regularly sent to stay with my Aunty Rene Hunter who lived on the Crossways in Otley in the 60s. I have many great memories of the summer months here. I made friends who i have never met again since, and i often wonder what happened to them., Names like Ian Hughes,from a large family, and Elaine,who lived at 3 the Oval. Wharfedale park, the Wear, walking up Prince Henry rd that seemed to go on for ever. Happy days. Chris
Hi, my aunt and uncle and their family lived in Salford in the 1970s, they ran a pub called the Brown Cow, the only thing I know is it was once shown in an episode of 'Corrie'. There was a large metal bridge and a lot of waste land around it. My mother came from Salford and I have family that I have never met. I'm in my sixty's now and would love to find them if anyone can help, thankyou.
Parts of the Hall are still in existence. Some is divided into flats, whereas the pseudo-ecclesiastical 'ruins' are in people's gardens. I'd be grateful for information about the Hall's history.
I spent all my childhood in Ashtead from 1954-1972 and enjoyed a wonderful freedom that today's children don't have. I'm still in touch with Gillian [Barrett] and Sheena [Tailby].
I wonder what happened to other friends: Rita Stewart, Monica Button, Sarah Hytch, Claire Manning, Hilary and Jane Lewis, Anthony and Jennifer Tatman, Graham Dodge, Sarah Dickenson, Melanie Hughes.
I went to Ryebrook school 1957- 1960 then Parsons Mead till 1969.
when I was about a year old I moved to the Hough from Englesea Brook, where my parents lived for a couple of years.
I went to school at Shavington and was good friends with John Addison, Alan Giller (the latter living next door for a while until his folks moved to Wistaston. They returned to Shavington years later.
The local lads' playground was Hough Common, building dens, climbing trees and ...see more
We invited the third sec of the Russian emb to talk to us. The senior Conservatives said that they would expel us if we went ahead. We went ahead. How things have changed!
I suppose, years ago, there was a Bedford market without old Ben. Can’t have been much of a market though. Anyway, as long as I, or everybody else I've asked can remember, old Ben has been down the market on Saturdays. Maybe he worked on the stalls as a young chap, but for the last twenty or thirty years he's been down the market just being old Ben. His favourite stalls are the fruit and veg. You might catch him ...see more
Walking free through the wet grass leaving dark trails. Ahead the meadow rises to the mill bank where we stand in silence. Silent and smooth the deep mill race slides towards the wheel. Turning away we follow the bank upstream to the New Overs. Standing on the wooden sluice walk we look down the slide to the deep pool below. No water over the spillways in summer, the shutters are down and slides are dry. Later in the ...see more
Some time in York I'd spend an hour or so within the Minster itself, and for me it was not fascination that brought me into the place; it was because its past history which was revealed. Take the Jews, many of which had came from Israel as captives of the Roman Empire whose tasks were to plan architecture and also to keep tally on goods purchased and sold. Whichever emperor it was who supposedly gave the Jews their freedom ...see more
My book on Brynsadler was published in 2008 but is now out of print. Those interested might get a copy from the Community Shop in Pontyclun. The book covers the period from the 1880s up to 1950.
The first time I knew I had found my old family home was the sign post at the top of the village saying 'Welcome to Twyning', as my grandad was born in Red Marley and later lived in Twyning itself it was as though I actually knew him, he died many years before I was born and my father was always reticent about the family so I had to find my own way amongst them. Since that day my ambition has been to have a house there and to reseach more of our history. One day!
I was born in 1949 and lived in Little John Street with my brother Bobby, dad Hugh and my mum, Jenny. Not that I remember about the day I was born, but I do have a lot of happy memories about The Crescent. Our next door neighbours were the Scott family, Neil, Billy and Alec. When we moved from The Crescent to Charleston the Scott family moved there as well, so I was able to keep up my friendship with Alec. I remembe the ...see more