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My name is Jane Anne Simmonds (nee Hyde). I was born in Newton Abbot on 31st March 1956.
My grandfather Herbert Hyde had retired as a Wing Commander in the airforce and was managing the Union Hotel. My brother John Hyde was born in the rooms above this hotel on 8th September 1954. I was born in a house at the bottom of Powderham Road.
I have fond memories of my mother taking me and my brother John to ...see more
My family and I were in Milton after being stationed at Upper Heyford AFB with the USAF. My daughter Tina attended the village school which was attached to the church. We participated with the mothers' run on the village green. I enjoyed the village. We lived in Heather Cottage and then above Priest Store. The Priest Brothers gave me some of their grandmother's furniture which I still ...see more
I was born in High Bentham in 1946 even though my mum by then was living in Manchester. She insisted in returning home to have me and a year later my sister to make sure we were Yorkshire lasses,
I was born in the front bedroom of 1 Station Road next to Angus's. My mum's maiden name was Winnie Williams and her mum was Clara and her dad Billy Williams. Her dad had 2 sisters, Suey and Ellen, and a brother ...see more
. When I was a gusty young airman So many seesaw sunny days Were spent with blue girls on Marlborough Downs Our only access, a path both straight and narrow, Thinnest and steepest in its final assent. Emotions of young lovers floated like kites O'er pastoral scenes of sheep and suckling fields Rare Wroughton landings and take-offs Were sights to be seen but not heard. Coy and demure tiny ...see more
The hunt used to meet at the Six Bells, and we used to go down to see that. Next to the pub was a field where the annual Gymkhana was held.
I think it was 1963. The Flying Scotsman steam train came through Bramley station. I was only small, and we all gathered to watch it come through at a fantastic speed! I remember the station master, Jimmy Seagull, telling us kids to stand well back, as it was likely to suck us off the platform if we got too close! We saw lots of steam trains in those days, but rarely one as famous as ...see more
We came back to Bramley in 1958, and I went to school there, until 1964. Every Sunday we used to go to Sunday School. Miss Tubb was the Sunday school mistress, and Tommy Tunstall was the vicar. It was fantastic, a lovely village to grow up in. So safe to cycle round. My name was Attwood in those days, and sometimes my Dad helped out by taking the services in church.
Since the early 1960s my parents began taking the family to stay at the home of John and Sheila Penna, and they eventually created the Pennasville holiday homes. When at Taunton School in circa 1965 I stayed at the camp with the school's CCF brigade! I got bitten by some bug one night in the ear, and was confined back to Penhale and missed all the agony of marches and camping. But it was in 2002 ...see more
Hi, I grew up in Barmouth Road, Wandsworth SW18 I was born in 1961 (so nearly 50!!). We lived in a lovley big house on the corner of Barmouth Road/Cader Road, the road has changed so much, it used to have lots of shops, Sunlight laundry, sweetshop, haberdashery shop, laundry, Co op, shoe menders, green grocer, butcher, chemist, all now sadly gone. I used to play on Wandsworth Common, the frying pan, ...see more
I never swam here but I remember going there with my family and walking around the Abbey Fields and coming across the Swimming Pool. It was a hot summers day and we spent the afternoon sunbathing and me well...sunbathing and gazing of which I loved to do.
Grew up here, the school was my first and used to play football with my mum and dad and sis, a truly beautiful place to live. I remember Bells shop, the annual fair, and when me and my mates used to tie the church gates so the married couple would throw money to distract us so they could untie them, great memories. :)
I live at 1 Peter Lane, just across the green from my school.
My uncle Fred Moon had this garage from the mid 1930s till he retired, he was also the village blacksmith. He was a great prankster, if a rep came to the garage that did not know Fred and asked for Mr Moon, Fred would look round and say "He must have gone to Salisbury and he won't be back till late".
He used to take me for long walks up on the local downs and also to the watercress beds.
We also used to ...see more
I had a weekend job at the Chantry with my friend Pat Barker. I visited Billericay many years ago and the cafe had long since gone. I also have fond memories of my secondary school - Norsey House (blue) Stockwell (green) Chantry (Red) and my memory escapes me regarding Yellow House. I believe the houses have changed now. I have tried to find my friend Brenda Rogers (nee Theobald) to no ...see more
I have read all the letters and they have bought back so many memories. My sister and I were born in Hillingdon and from 1961 we used to go to Burtons dance hall on Tues, Friday and Saturday nights. We would also go to The Blue Moon club in Hayes on Wednesday nights (we were the mods) and to The White Hart, Southall and also the community centre there and sometimes the Twickenham Palais and Hammersmith Palais! On ...see more
I have wonderful memories of sunny day outings to Haig Hall. Mum and I would catch the bus from Newtown to Wigan and then we would walk from the town centre up to the main gates. A short walk in from the main gates and the little tractor would be waiting to take us on a lovely bumpy ride through the plantaions up to the Hall. Once there and it was straight to the playground. Mum would spend hours pushing me on the swings ...see more
More of my golden memories from 1958/1959. Going dancing at the Locarno Ballroom with all the great music from that time ( Buddy Holly, Billy Fury, Marty Wilde, Cliff Richard and all the other greats and watching my girlfriend Joan win a Jive/Routine contest dancing to Buddy Holly's " Rave On", and going to the pictures at the Odeon. Precious Days, Precious Times.
I have clear and wonderful memories of 1958 and 1959 cycling down School Road and then Ashton Lane to my girlfriend Joan's house on Totnes Road. I remeber too, taking her into Woolworths to buy a hoop for her skirt which was very stylish then. I have thousands of wonderful and warm memories of those glorious years. A quieter, calmer, simpler time. How I miss those years. Although it's changed a bit since then, I can't wait to walk down School Road and Ashton lane again on my next visit.
My name is Peter Palmer, I grew up on Higher Ardwick between 1948 and 1961. I have fond memories of the place. Attended St. Aloysius School. Remember the day nursery on Union Street when I was just a toddler. Belle Vue just up the road, great for a Saturday morning's excursion. The museum at the top of Brunswick Street was ok too on a wet weekend. I also remember how quiet it used to be on a Sundays there..... No shops open them days.
My family lived in Stanner House, a lovely old house in Clara Vale from 1952 until 1964 - my parents moved there shortly after they got married in 1951. I was born in 1958 and can remember the house as if it was yesterday. In the 1800's it had been a farmhouse with fields surrounding it and there were no other houses for miles around. At some point the farm house was split into two houses and we lived in the bigger of the ...see more
Knowing where to start with the many memories that I have of Groes Village is difficult. For many years my brother and I were dispatched, from our home in Hertfordshire, for the entire school summer holiday to stay with Mansel and Martha Jones, our grandparents, at 14 Groes, Margam. There was always huge excitement over having six weeks of freedom and of being able to meet up with the friends made on ...see more
My Uncle Brian and my Auntie Doreen used to live here along with their 4 girls - Lynda, Pam, Debby, and Trisha
I will never forget the first time we visited - coming from then the built-up area of the Wirral, we lived near Port Sunlight, it was like going back in time - the little post office, the shop full of tellies, and the weather-boarded houses. We stayed for a weekend, visited the school, and listened ...see more
I remember the Sunday dances at the Co-Op hall well. My mum used to work in the cloakroom and I went with her. We would take the coats in, I would go out and dance (thought I was great and grown up) then I would help give the coats out. I was about 8 when I started. I remember seeing The Applejacks, Georgie Fame and of course the Rhubarb Thrashers. Hha ha.
I also remember going to the fashion shows they ...see more
I was born in Cranberry Lane in 1957 and I remember the old market very well. There was the 'pot man', Annie and her second hand stall and the old market cafe. In summer there was the ice-cream man near the steps at Railway Road. Later on I worked on the market after school and on Saturdays for Betty who sold underwear and for Mrs Jones who sold remnants of fur fabric. My mother had a stall later on ...see more
My great-gran Lizzie Mcgill had a shop at 54/56 King Sstreet, Ayr. If anyone remembers or has pics of her or the shop could you please leave a post.
Thanks.
Fond memories, it set me up for later life, I recall a Miss Holbrook. Attended St. Peter's School in Scarborough.
Lemington in the 1940s was a village that came under Newburn council, it was surrounded by fields. There were no houses to the west of Union Hall Road and Denton Avenue and none above Kirkston Avenue. There were three bars and two workingmens clubs. Scotties at the bottom of Union Hall Road, the Hairymans-The New Tyne Iron that was across the railway, you used an underpass to get there and then Sparkies-Lemington ...see more
My memories are of my grandparents staying in their little house on Biggar Road, my sisters and I would walk down a lane which was called the Metal Raw, travellers camped there. We would keep going till we reached my aunty's prefab, other cousins' sisters would walk back and play in Masons slaughterhouse. Our aunt also had a farm on Biggar Road. Happy days. Newarthill was very small at that time, bakers and butchers came in vans to sell their wares.
Does anyone remember the stables at Park Lane? There was a horse there called Appollo owned by a girl called Jackie, her mother owned the stables. Jackie and I were good friends, we hung out a lot, if anyone remembers her please let me know, I'd love to hear from you.
I was born at home, like most babies those days, in Sept 1945 at 8 Hummer Road next door to Mr Heather's wood sawing yard with all the rats that it contained in the stored wood. My grandfather/mother lived in Park Road and he was a blacksmith who was supposed to have made the main gates at Royal Holloway University in the 1890s. My aunt was the till lady at the Savoy Cinema in High Street where used to go to ...see more
I can remember going to the park when I was a little girl, I loved to paddle in the pool, and we would take sandwiches. It was my favourite place ever in the summer.
I lived in The Mount near Fetcham where l went to school. One day l was out on my bike in Fetcham near what was them a bg field backing onto the school, there was a big local sports day and as l loved running l entered all the races to my surprise and my mother's l went home with the local silver cup which was to be engraved with my name and a replica for me + a football etc. I also used to help the ...see more
I remember Clements Hall children's home. My mum worked there in the early 1950s and my Uncle Reg also worked there, until much later. It was a fun place to be and it's a shame there are no photos because my brother lived there with our mum and I'm sure he would have liked to have seen it again.
This is where I first set eyes on my future wife. = I was working for Wimpeys at Greenham Common Air-Base, about 60 to 70 of us were lodging in an old army camp in Hamstead Norris that hade been taken over by Wimpeys as it was hard to get lodgings in Newbury. Every Saturday night my mate and I would come to town for a meal, drink and a dance in the Corn Exchange. One Saturday night we went into ...see more
My great-aunts, Selena (who died when I was very young) and Daisy Young (nee Francis, and died 1962?), lived in Lower Moors Road. I forget the name of the house, but my brother and I used to play in the orchard behind the house. I will always remember the two monkey puzzle trees in the front garden. The house was lit by gas, with an outside toilet, and only one tap inside. Bert Stratton ...see more
My father Eddie Morris was last of of 7 children who lived in the Gristmill. Even aged 70, he was still hugged & referred to as Baby Brother. (Ron, Tom, Jack, Jim, Trudy, Grace, Eddie). Story is that his father was an alchoholic and would remove and threaten the children with his leather belt when drunk.....no proof that he actually used it. Story is that he was harsh to his wife, ...see more
I remember attending my aunt's 21st Birthday Party at the Grand Hotel in 1963. I was 3 years old. They had strung a fishing net from the ceiling of the ballroom and filled it with balloons. Every now and again one of the balloons would get loose and float down to the dance floor where the people would do their best to stamp on it. I loved balloons and my cousin and I collected up the pieces of ...see more
Us oldies enjoy remembering the simple pleasures we had of Croydon, as someone said - the little zoo and the donkeys in Kennards arcade.
My favourite was that staircase in the middle as you went in by the doors, to me as a little girl it always seemed so grand.
Later on, about the year 1942, I saw little tables with manicurists sitting at the top of the stairs that adjoined the hairdressing ...see more
Hello,
I am trying to locate "Quietways" home. A very close friend of the family has written to me many times and the only address he has given me is "Quietways", Kingswood Road, Gunnislake PL18.9DF. Would it be possible to assist me in contacting Peter Wills at this address? I would be very grateful if we could contact him. Thanking you in advance,
Ann Laing
I have very fond memories of Gwespyr, as my mother was born in The Mason's Arms at Gwespyr. Her parents Arthur & Marjorie Thomas ran the Mason's Arms before my great-grandparents ran it, Joseph & Edna Thomas. My grandfather had an ice-cream business, as did Joseph, they travelled all around with their ice-cream. My grandfather was well known around Gwespyr and surrounding areas, as "Arthur Ice-Cream". If anyone knew him I love to hear from you.
I have just read various entries for remembering streets of Salford which had my childhood flooding back to me with lots of affection. I also can remember the cobbled streets, rag bone man etc. But I also remember the people.
I was born in 1950 and spent the first 15 years of my life in 39 Guide Street, Weaste. We lived next door to Rogers the coalman who were the noisiest of neighbours, mainly due to George's ...see more
I am looking for info on what has happened to a very large firm I worked for decades ago now, namely Harold Wood & Sons Ltd, Wormald Street, Heckmondwyke. It was a very, very busy firm of bulk liquid haulage contractors. Having recently returned to my home town of Brighouse after over 30 years working and living in Cheshire I have been retracing my youth and when visiting ...see more
I entered Harlow Wood in December 1939. I was 3 at the time. I left 3 yreas later unable to walk but cured of TB. I was under a Mr Campbell, the orthopaedic specialist.
When I returned fro frequent checks. I remember he always greeted my mother and me with the words "Here comes the miracle boy".
Thankfully I have had a full & happy life and God willing have a few more miles to cover yet.
Do you rember the penny bazaar opposite the Kings Cinema on Regent Road? And the Salford Pageant in aid of the Salford Royal Hospital?
The zoo was in Ringwood Rd near the junction with Church Rd. It closed in 1955 after complaints about Ajax the lion. Now the site of homes in Longacre Drive.
Looking at this photo it is amazing to remember that double-decker buses used to travel along here. I would travel in one from my home at Ferndown while attending Wimborne Grammar School (1945-51) and it always had trouble turning right at the point seen here in the centre of the picture and often scraped the brickwork.
Apart from lack of traffic, this picture of the Square doesn't show too many changes from when I remember it. I left Wimborne Grammar School in 1951 and became a trainee reporter with the Wimborne News in Mill Lane, just outside this photo to the right. My dad was a waiter at the Kings Head Hotel in the square.
We moved to Burghfield Common when my father started work as an MOD policeman at Burghfield. We moved into Bannister Road when the estate was still being built and I remember my mother saying that one day she opened the back door to find an adder on the doorstep. My sister Maureen & I went to Mrs Blands School when Mr Halfpenny and Miss Tanner were teaching. I remember that I always said I would have a car ...see more
I lived in Granleigh Road in Leytonstone. I was born in Forest Gate Maternity in Forest Lane. I can remember going to Leytonstone football ground situated at the bottom of Granleigh Road as a child with my dad on many a Saturday afternoon, they were in their day a very good amateur football side. I also started train spotting from Leytonstone Midland station as this also was at the bottom of the road and ...see more
I have so many warm memories of Bolingey and Perranporth. My aunt owned & lived at 1 Crow Hill for MANY years, and my mother and grandfather for some years prior. I visited there yearly from babyhood through my teens. Last time I visited was 1988, and the 4 cottages were still there. A few years ago No.2 (I think) was sold for about 250 pounds; they'd added a bathroom - which none of the original cottages had.
I remember being a wee girl I learnt how to ride a bike here. I remember a fountain in the grounds. I remember it was ran by nuns, it was a lovely place. We had dormitories. I try not to remember the past as I'm 38 now but hey, I so remember this place, this place has always stuck in my mind. My parents didn't care where I went but I loved it. Catholic nuns ran it. Later I went to Port Regis just down ...see more
I left Staining in 1974. We lived in the street where Fred Chatwick,had his garage with son Fred. My mum knew Irene very well as she worked to at the mushroom farm in Staining, along with the late Mary Whiteside and husband Frank. My best friend at the time was their daughter Teresa. I moved back to Staining in 1998, down the Nook, it's all changed, the little caravan site has gone and also Uncle Jim's Farm, who sadly ...see more
This is the first cinema I ever went to! I even went to see 'The Circus of Horrors' X-rated film here, I was smuggled in by my mum and her friend Long Lil (Lillian Smith), it's ok, I've had no real side effects from it, ha ha. I think I was between 6-8 years old. I remember I had to hide under Lil's coat (it had a flare type bottom) and Mum and Lil walked in from the ticket booth arm in arm, into the darkened cinema. ...see more
Oh what lovely memories come flooding back, my mum and I would walk the winding river towpath from Glen Faba, where we lived, to Dobbs Weir, fish and minnow watching as we went along our way. In the summer my mum would get a hire row boat out from the man in the Fish and Eels pub garden, oh it was always sooo exciting - being so careful not to fall in the water, as we climbed into the boat, and then we were off, taking ...see more
I was in the Irish Guards and in 1945 we came to Trawfynydd by train for field training. The camp consisting of 2 or 3 huts was situated at Trawsfnydd on the left just off the main road to Bleanau. During one exercise on the stream high up the hill, a rifle was dropped into one of the deep pools on the stream. Our efforts to recover it were unsuccessful so it must be there still. I met and fell in ...see more
We lived in Earlswood Avenue, Thornton Heath from 1949-52 and used to walk or sometimes catch a 16/18 tram to Galpins Road, on the border of Th Heath and Norbury, where my brother and I attended Belmont School. It was run by a lady called Miss Jeffrey, and has long since closed. It was based in two houses in Galpins Road, both of which have now presumably reverted to residential status. I remember the last trams, and ...see more
My dad's sister worked in there behine the bar. In 2000 I did some photos, in and outside, below the garden was where the horses were kept. They used to hang the meat on big hooks. We found an old list of Honder members, it is in Black Museum now.
I am doing my family tree and my grandmother was born in Lewis Castle, Grooms House, Castle Stables, my great-grandparents were called George Steven and Josephine Clarke. I am trying to find out any info or even find a pic of the Grooms House, any help would be fab as I'm stuck.
I am visiting Watford on Wednesday as my husband is playing bowls for Kent! My mother [ Barbara Whiter ( nee Neech) who was born in Watford, and who is 90 in April, and now living in Colchester, Essex. ] just happened to mention something of interest! While at art college she made a wooden shield with the Coat of Arms that went over the main door of the Town Hall. Does anyone know if it is still there and if not ...see more
I have been told by my mum, that she went to Coven School in the 1920s. She lived for a while with her Grannie Key, who lived in Paradise Lane. They used to go to market on a Saturday by pony and trap, to sell eggs, chickens and fruit.
I remember walking along the line from Hilden to Lambeg. It was a great time and a lot of fun. As usual we don't appreciate the smaller things in life until we reach a certain age. I loved living in Hilden the school was great and the park and especially the burlies. Sam Blakely had the corner shop and ofcourse the Mill. Oh yes happy days.
I remember the Shaggy Calf well, my grandparents Maurice and Beryl (Billy) Harris took over as landlords the day that I was born, 11 March 1958. It was always a popular pub, absolutely fantastic for a kid when my brothers and I used to visit, huge rooms, lots of corridors and a wide magnificent stairway, (it was orignally a hotel), what with the distinctive wonderful smell of a pub, playing with the pub's dogs (a ...see more
We had several summer holidays in this house as children staying with my great aunt and her spaniels!. I remember lying on the old feather mattresses listening to the pigeons cooing in the mornings. I spent many happy hours in the garden and playing house in the room over the garage until my aunt complained about the dirt falling on her car below. In later years I took my children to visit although my aunt became too elderly to cope with us staying.
I was brought up in Blaenau Ffestiniog and lived there until 1971. The High Street photograph brings it all back. The shop on the extreme left of the photo was my mum's hairdressing shop and we lived in the flat above. My dad was the Superintendant Registrar and he used to marry people, usually on Saturday mornings. I well remember the lobby to his office always had bits of confetti. ...see more
We used to call this "The house that Jack built", when we used to play here as children during the early 1960s!
Nightingales on the corner opposite the post office. What a wonderful smell when you walked in. The cafe (Booth's?) just up from CABLE shoes where I started work at age 14, best chips and gravy ever!
Ibbotson's bakery where my boss's wife worked for many years, Mini Broadbent.
I was born at 17th Syddall Street in April 1946.
The corner shop "Andrew's" provided everything from Fenning's little healers ...see more
I have lived for 20 years in Chapel House at Bradford on Tone. From outside it looks like a 1930s rendered house but was actually the Congregationalist Chapel in the 19th century. It didn't last long as a Chapel and was sold privately and later bought by the Berry family who lived next door (now Bradford House) and the chapel was the garage for the original Berry's buses.
I would love to know if anyone has ...see more
It's all gone now, there are now private houses and a park where the school stood. What a school it was. When I was there I knew all the teachers there. What good times I had there. Boo hoo, it's all gone.
My parents owned and ran a guest house... Fair Tides... just up from Mousehole Beach, a stone's throw from the sea. I lived here until 1965.... not long enough as I wanted to stay here until I died I loved it so much. The years I spent growing up in and around Hope Cove are a priceless memory which I have carried with me throughout my life. These memories have inspired me and delighted me when nothing else would.
I attended the old Primary School (3 small classes) from 1955 to 1961 when I passed my 11 Plus and went on to the Kingsbridge Grammar. I remember the Headmistress Mrs Cooper who made us recite our Times Table and Hiawatha until our heads span with it all. She was a stern disciplinarian and a spinster who lived in the schlool house attatcched to the school. I also remember fondly, Mr Cooper who was very lenient ...see more
My family connection with LLandudno starts with my grandmother. She moved with her widowed mother, brother and sister from Sutton Coalfield sometime in 1900s. The family name was Ford, it comprised my great-grandmother Emma and 3 children, Gladys, Roland and Constance. My grandmother Gladys married a local Welsh speaker called Howyl Samuel Edwards, I know he was born in the town, was a councillor and a member ...see more
Hi,
I am looking for a Mrs H. Higbee ( Claire) who was friends with my grandfather during the Second World War. Based on the info I have, she must have working in one of the USO clubs. Her address was 2 Aden Grove, Green Lanes, N16 Stoke Newington, London. Any advice to help me find her would be greatly appriciated. My grandfather has passed away and I would like to hear about his time in wartime London.
Thanks,
Don Morrison
I can recall going with my father up to Barkingside after an air raid during the Second World War and seeing a farm that had been hit. There were fire hoses all over the road and pigs running up the High Street. The farm was just across the road from the cinema (The State?). We too were to be bombed out of our house, at the bottom of Clayhall, near Peal Drive. I think about that time a numner of houses were bombed in Chalgrove Crescent with a number of deaths.
Hi,
My grandfather was friends with a Margaret Lewis who lived at H8 Frant Road, Thornton Heath (Croydon) in 1944. She was single and had two brothers in the service. One was in India and the other in the Middle East. She would be about 86 years old now. During the war she was in the WAAF and was stationed near Leighton Buzzard. If you have any advice to find her, please let me know. As my grandfather ...see more
Well, a little more than a childhood as I emigrated to New Zealand at the age of 24. I consider my upbringing at Ardfenaig to have been be the most fantastic thing that could have been. Sadly whilst it was in progress one does not truly understand the value of such freedom even though it was utterly enjoyable.
My parents had purchased Ardfenaig House in 1949, in an almost derelict condition, and thirty ...see more
I was born at 3 Underhill Terrace in Springwell on 18th February 1939 and attended the village school from 5 to 15 years of age.
I remember walking from Underhill Terrace daily to the school via what we called the "Horse Holes".
my First teacher in the infants was a Mrs. Clough.Later teachers were Mrs. "Pip" Jenkins (a Tartar) and the gorgeous Miss Glendenning. Mr. ...see more
My mother and I used to buy fabrics from Tanners Fabrics in Little Walk. It was a fire-trap - fabrics piled from floor to ceiling and very little room to move. Mr. Tanner always knew where everything was though and Mrs. Maxtead worked there too. The coffee roasters was a few doors down on the same side and the smell was great (unless they burned the beans!). Mum used to buy dad the Kenyan Number One roast.
Have just been reading the posts about Brant Broughton. My great-grandfather, George Pearce, was the publican who kept the Red Lion. My grandfather, Reginal Pearce, and his wife Edith took over the tenancy from him. My father Peter and Uncle Terry grew up at the Red Lion. When it closed my Grandfather and Grandmother moved to the Generous Britain where they were publicans until their retirement. They then retired to the cottage next door. I have lovely memories.
1975-PRESENT I was so sad to hear about Miss Lees Dying, she has such a special place in my heart and memories. I moved to Hinstock in 1972 with my parents. My family are from Hinstock, the Harris family from Mill Green. I now live in Whitchurch. Growing up I have special memories of Miss Lees, she taught us to have faith, she taught me to ride, she taught me about nature and to nurture it. I loved the rides around the ...see more
We moved to Middlehurst Avenue in 1951. My cousin David Gerrard lived next door, and next to him lived David Groves. We were all the same age and went to the same schools. It was a great place to live then. I now live in Spain but I go back twice each year to visit family and friends.
Paul Coppock
As a young child I can remember several holidays taken at the Warners holiday camp at Seaton.
The serious business of 'motoring down to Devon' was never taken lightly, lunch was prepared the night before to be eaten at Stonehenge, where one was free to sit upon the stones then, the Consul Mk2 was serviced or at least washed and polished, suitcases on the roof were wrapped in plastic, which made a noise all the way down! and ...see more