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I am 62 years of age and never got to see my grandparents, but I have just found out today that they were married in Bedwelty, I have no idea when, but my grandfather's occupation was a Heaver, something to do with mining I have been told. His name was William Andrew Griffiths, and his wife's name was Sarah Jane Williams, also known as Sarah Jane Sheen. If anybody in Bedwelty has any information that can help me get to know about my grandparents I would be very grateful.
I remember Wilton Gardens prefabs, and playing with all my friends every school holiday, down the burn and sliding on cardboard down the banks and walking along to the bingo to meet my nana (Edna Young) with her 2 Yorkshire terriers, Tina and Penny, and calling in at the fish shop on the way home. Also church discos at weekends, playing Slade and Donny Osmond etc ... My friends' names were Angela ...see more
I have so many memories of Dagenham that I could write a book. I have already written one on this site entitled 'Shopping at the Heathway'. My earliest memory of Dagenham however was when I was about five years old. We lived in two bedroom house in Valence circus. But then as more houses on the the Becontree estate were built, my father applied for a larger house, which isn't surprising since he now had six ...see more
I was born in Doxey, about one mile from Stafford town centre. My forebears lived in and around what was then called Castletown, that is the area on the left of Doxey Road. My maternal grandmother Alice Parsons was the keeper, with her husband Harry, of the Castle Tavern which has a prominent position on the corner of Castle Street. They took the inn in about 1902 and continued until Harry's death in 1910. ...see more
I remember a beautiful old, I think thatched, cottage situated opposite the entrance to the caravan site in Hart Road, Thundersley, opposite the phone box. It had brightly painted plaster figurines wearing very old costume (pargetry?), under the eaves and an inscription that read: 'Built before the battle of (either Trafalgar or Waterloo)', I can't be sure now exactly which, and a date. It ...see more
My parents had to walk from High Street, Deal to this church on the coldest and snowiest day recorded up to that time for my baptism in February 1947. My godparents were Hazle Rennie (nurse at Deal Hospital), Ena Wilkins (ballet dancer friend of Mother's who lived to be 100) and Bob Eliot (a friend from the Second World War days). We then became parishioners at St George's, Deal, till we moved to Walmer and went to St Mary's.
My memory of Sandown Castle was that by the time we were children the sea had washed it away and all that was left were flat stones. You had to pass it to go along the sea trail to the golf course at the north end of Deal. Also that, if I am correct, it is the only castle that Henry VIII built to help protect our shores from invasion that did not survive the elements. The sea can be pretty rough up there as seen in the photo but so invigorating!
One of my fondest memories of my childhood visits to Ealand was visiting the village shop, which stocked a wide variety of goods and was owned by two sisters, Miss Gertie and Miss Laura Sales. Miss Gertie was in charge of the shop and when I called in the shop soon after arriving in the village by train from Manchester via Doncaster, if there were other customers on the premises, Miss Sales would proclaim, "This young ...see more
My parents, grandparents and I visited the village of Ealand every year from about 1954 until the 1960s. Our connection with the village arose from the fact that my paternal grandmother had two sisters, Mary and Lizzie, who both married farmers who hailed from Ealand. Mary married Jim Foster and they originally lived at Field House Farm, before Uncle Jim retired and they moved into a house on Ealand Main Road ...see more
My late father used to rent an apartment in a large house opposite the 'pullover' where we would stay for some 2-3 weeks each summer from about 1949-1955. I remember that the lady who owned the house had a large black Labrador who used to love playing on the beach with me and he would dig very large holes in the sand. On one occasion we actually stayed at the Grange & Links Hotel and one of the maids had ...see more
I remember when I was 14 my friend Josie Weston and I rode our bikes along Broadway West to the Arboretum. We were walking along the paths and around by the lake when we met two boys and one of the boy's mothers worked for Josie's mother at Dawson's coaches. They asked if we would go on the lake and we said yes, so off we went on the lake in a rowing boat. We went all the way over the other side and we ...see more
I spent many days in Whitchurch, where my first love of my life lived, Sandra Tickner. I would love to get in touch with her again, and see how our lives have been, without each other. Many great times were had in the village. I also remember Gillian Bond and Audrey Radwell, they were school friends of mine.
I have many happy memories of my childhood in Stambridge. I lived there with my family for 17 years until I married. Along with my brothers and sister, we all went to Stambridge Primary school and in the summer we used to go to Stambridge Mills where there was a small beach and we could go swimming in the holidays. We walked along to the sea wall and had picnics. During the long summers we rode our bicycles over ...see more
My stepfather was the manager of the Grange Hotel and I used to live there until I got married. My bedroom was overlooking Charing Cross and I used to spend hours just watching the never ending stream of shoppers and business people pass below my window, also there were two public houses in view fom my window and this provided some entertainment at times. I found it extremely handy living at the Grange as all the ...see more
In the picture with Jones & Higgins, on the right, that is my nan and mum pushing the pram, with me in the pram. We lived in Walworth but they always walked there to do shopping and to see my dad who worked in his mum's shop in Choumert Road.
My memories are of dancing in the Castle Hotel, in the upstairs ballroom before the new vilage hall was built.
Ref: Les and Bunny Fox, publicans. I lived in Crowland as a young child and my parents ran the Durham Ox, Nene Terrace, as land ord and landlady. Would anyone who knew my parents and has any pictures of the pub or my parents be so very kind as to let me take copies or forward them to my email? Someone out there must have some history of them, of course I will pay if needed. My email is Davvlinn@aol.com
As a child I grew up close to Biddulph Old Hall and spent many hours playing around it and listening to stories of an old lady who was a neighbour and who had grown up at Biddulp Old Hall as the child of the Butler/Cook. She was very proud of this and spoke of a red chair in the shape of a triangle which was said to have dated back to the time of the Civil War and was reputedly given to the Biddulph family ...see more
I was a young kid living on the Ketley Fields estate, on Bromley Lane, between 1963 and 1969. The estate has long been demolished. It was surrounded by a kids' paradise, consisting of building sites, disused brickworks, and semi-derelict canals and railway lines. More innocent times then meant parents just let you roam free for hours on end. The photo of Brierley Hill High Street is just how I remember it. It was a ...see more
Reading Carol's memories brings to mind a lot of happy times in the village, especially the bus shelter and phone box. We managed to make up a lot of our own entertainment, especially the 'village youth club', in a loft above Wilf Martin's butchery business. With a trap door, we could decide who could enter, once in there the music was provided by numerous transistor radios either tuned ...see more
Beach House Park in Worthing used to be the home of the English Bowling Association and I first went there in 1983 to watch a tournament featuring the legendary David Bryant. It was and still is very popular with the locals and tourists to come and watch a few ends of bowls and to enjoy the wonderful floral displays. I now live within walking distance of the park and walk through there several times a week, sadly it is not as well maintained as it used to be due no doubt to cut backs.
In February 1963, when I was six and a half, my parents bought their first house, in Thorpe Road, East Ham. It was and had been a very cold winter, and when we moved in we had difficulty opening the back door, as there was so much snow. Across the road, on the corner, was a small supermarket called Foodtown, which later became Tesco. At first, our house had no central heating, no double glazing, and no ...see more
On the left is the Swan pub, on the right Barbara's Pantry. My grandmother Hilda Carter used to come up to Ruislip, to Bishop Winnington's on Saturdays from East Dean (near Eastbourne) to teach elocution to my sister and me and other local girls. After the class she would go to Barbara's Pantry for tea and cakes before going back home. Nearer than the Pantry was a row of very old cottages; a boy in my class at ...see more
My mother, Heather Carter, her sister Roma and my sister Janet Davies were all married in St Martin's, which was very high church, the smell of incense is still strong in my mind. I remember, though I don't know quite when this was, old Queen Mary visiting the church. I and my sister and other kids lined up behind the chain barrier at the entrance; Queen Mary was very short with a pale grey long coat and toque hat with a veil. We all cheered, though I don't know why.
The shop on the right belonged to Mr and Mrs Hayley and was a toyshop. You stepped into the shop, which was very dark. Here were Dinkey cars and packets of fivestones and jacks. To the right you stepped down into a separate room which had tricycles and dolls prams. The Hayleys were very old, to my memory; Mr Haley with a white moustache, and a waistcoat, his wife wore a large flowered apron. Both had country ...see more
My great uncle, William Henry Fynn had the Black Dog Inn in the High Street from the late 19th century until about 1912. He was also a blacksmith. His wife was Rosanna and his daughter was Grace who was born about 1878. Does anyone have any knowledge or information about them?
During my schooldays I often visited Eastwood from Hucknall, my mate David Scrimshaw and I had many happy times there. We were travelling back to Hucknall one day on the bus, and two girls waved to us from a small park near hilltop. We got off and asked them for a date, they both accepted. My date's name was Irene and she lived on Nottingham Road, Eastwood, it was love at first sight. My mate begged me not to go to ...see more
Hi, I have never been to this quaint town, but I share its name. The name Rake comes from the old English word Harca, meaning throat, and topographically means someone that lives near a cliff or a cleft in a hill. My Rake ancestors come from Marnhull, Dorset. I live in Coffs Harbour on the east coast of Australia in the state of New South Wales.
I don't claim to know Nash all that well, but I can't believe that not one person has written anything about about such a lovely village, with what I remember, it was full of friendly and very kind people - well, I would say that! Most of them were my in-laws (many years ago). As you can see my married name is Hogg - ring any bells? My husband died on 13th Dec 08, and I was relieved when Rev Derbyshire ...see more
I was at Warnham Court and in the young framers' club, leaving the school in 1968.
I have lived all over the world, call myself an Australian and I currently live in Prague. But I was born in Salford and lived there probably till I was about 7 years old. Then we moved to Middleton which was considered quite posh back then! I regularly visited my grandad who lived at 23 Harrietta Street in Higher Broughton. So it really wasn't a long time, but my memories of this period are amongst my most ...see more
I lived for a while at 153 Upper Chorlton Road,with my wife Jean and children Stephen and Cheryl. I was attched to the 7th Manchester General Hospital RAMC at Kings Road. Happy Days. We have lived in New Zealand since 1970.
To reply to Sandra, the 3 skulls have now been replaced behind a safer glass case. I live in Goldthorpe but my husband's family share some links with Hickleton from the family branch of his mother's side. His grandmother had some relations from Hickleton, I think the family name was Ball. My mother-in-law too in her 20s delivered some products to the Hickleton Hall, residence of Lord Halifax then, on a bicycle, as her ...see more
I have a will dated 1865 for Robert Rood "of the Grape Vine Inn known by the ancient name of Brakeland". He bequeathed the property to his wife Mary Rood and it suggests the property was owned and bequeathed to him by his father Thomas Rood. His wife also had a property at Stileway beaqueathed to her.
I can remember my father having a bump in his car in the High Street and a lady took me into the Catholic church and told me not to worry as all I did was cry and I wanted to know how my daddy was, back in the early 1960s.
Myself and my friends were only 21 when we stayed at The Hollies. We had a great holiday and used to go into The Ship, The Harbour L|ights, and The Fountain for drinks and food. I remember we had nice weather, but we were young and it didn't really matter. We went out on a fishing boat called 'The Venus' and its skipper was called John. He lived in a cottage on the quayside and was a 'ladies man'. I wonder if he is still ...see more
Martins Gate, a quaint cottage on the old Colchester road, is where my mum was born. There was no water, electricity, no inside toilet. I spent many happy hours there with my grandparents, playing in the fields at the back of the house. I was bathed in a tin bath in front of a roaring fire, the water was from a water butt and heated up on the Aga. The toilet was a shed at the bottom of the garden. I spent many hours running ...see more
I went on holiday with my nan and grandad and auntie and it was the most beautiful exciting place I had ever been to in my life. The amusement arcade was just across the road from our tiny chalet in Meadow Way, Nan gave me lots of pennies she had saved for me to have on holiday. She would walk up to the Las Vegas amusment arcade and get her seat to play bingo, my mum and aunt would join her and ...see more
I have fond memories of Alaw School, this is a photo of the nursery and infants. My earliest memory is of sleeping on the little cot beds in the nursery every afternoon.
I remember Eastville as a child growing up, we used to visit and stay with my nan (Linda Howard) every bank holiday. It was very quiet and peaceful. We had some lovely times, Grandad (John Howard) was the local smithy. Most times some of us would walk what dad called the 5 mile walk from the corner by the pub (the Wheatsheaf), and I remember the nights when the chip shop opened, it was heaven, they ...see more
My memories are of Earl Shilton and similar to those of Eric Johnson. I started at Earl Shilton Infant School in 1959 and the headmistress was called Mrs Cloe. When I was in her class she would read Brer Rabbit books to us at the end of each day and if the boys were naughty they had their legs slapped. It was a little school which my grandmother and mother also went to and as Eric stated is now a supermarket. I ...see more
Wickford is nice.
lovely sunny cold famly who one land lovley
Yes I remember the Chocolate Box sweet shop. I went to the Infants School and my mum worked at the wood yard part time. My grandparents lived at 1 Tottenham Road and I used to go there after school. Sometimes I enviously watched the tap dancing across the road at a community hall. We lived at Binscombe Cresent and Long Gore. There was a bakery as well below the train station.
I have no personal memories of Kirkstead, but it was an important place in the history of my family. My great grandfather, William Gilbert West, and his wife Rebecca farmed somewhere in the Kirkstead area during the 1870s. From census entries we know that their 9th, 10th and 11th children, all girls, were born there, the first of these being in 1874. The three girls were Gertrude (my ...see more
I remember you all living in the Ferguson's house ... Cindy brought us candy from the base and we would all congregate on the playing field. Robert was such a lovely guy - I still keep a picture of him in my kitchen, and have a t-shirt that he wrote on - it was such a loss when he died ... His sister Le'anne is still around, his brother Reuben still lives in Hilgay - and named his son after ...see more
My grandparents, Fred and Rose Organ, lived at 67 West Way. My mother, Betty Eileen, and I came from the United States to visit on holiday in 1955. I was 6 years old at the time. I went to Heston School for a short time. Pop worked for the London Transport as a bus driver. I would ride my bike to Hounslow to meet him at the bus garage. I had a friend across the street whose name was Janet. Her back ...see more
Having just visited the Lambourne parish town in June, 2009, we were anxious to connect with any persons with Lambourn surname. Not having found any, we would appreciate any advice for finding the histories of such who lived in or around the region (Berkshire on south to the coast). Our specific line of the clan left from Chievely around 1856 or so to London, then on to St Louis in the USA. They ...see more
Does anyone remember the 'Valet' shop that used to be near the High Street entrance to the Village Park? It was sort of a haberdashers but the lady also used to take in dry cleaning and shoe mending. It was a portakabin type building and there was one lady who used to run it. I wish we'd taken a photo. We moved to Brampton around 1965 and I remember it being around for a while after that.
My first real memory of Belvedere was that of starting school at St Augustines Primary around 1954. I can recall a wind up gramaphone which the teacher would frantically wind up to keep the music playing, even a funny sight to a five year old. Eventually, I graduated to Picardy School For Boys in 1960, which as I recall was a nightmare place to be, with many sadistic teachers and some fellow pupils to ...see more
Mr Thurston, music master. Mr Meager, Major Meager's father, also music teacher, remember him as a very old man, another master, Mr Pepper, I believe at the end of term whilst going home had a car accident, collided into a bus in thick fog. Do you remember Wells pupil, also John Luston. Jeffrey Watts, Pen A Pen B. Morris I can remember at Chicherly Hall, when they were making good on a new tuck shop, just before ...see more
If anyone were to ask me when I was most happy, I would have to go back some considerable time to those years spent in Wheatley Hill, more especially the late 1940s all of the 1950s and early 1960s. Truly magical times, as I'm sure a lot of those my age will agree. It always seemed to snow at Christmas time and the 6-week summer school holidays were always fine and sunny, at least I think they were! Not ...see more
Once I had started school, I had to pay regular visits to the clinic housed within Victoria House which is sited within the park bearing the same name. This building had been the Town Hall for the township of Swinton prior to its being united with Pendlebury to form a new Borough in 1934. I had to attend the clinic for eye tests and on the completion of the visits to the clinic, ...see more
I was born Patricia Ann Storey in Lindfield, Haywards Heath in Sussex in January 1949 and was first brought to Kibblesworth in February 1951 aged 2 after I was adopted by Thomas and Margaret Thurgood who lived in Gardiner Square. I was to live there for 25 of the most wonderful years of my life until I married in August 1976. When I was 6 years old, my adopted mam (Maggie) died and I was ...see more
hairdressing at richard henry .still go back.i was given name simon.thanks girls .it stuck all the way to worcester .grest at xmas
I started work at Henry Cardin's hairdressing in Lord Street. Lovely girls, Pam and Vanessa, where are you? I live in Malvern now, I did very well and am now retired. Arthur.
the doctors more potty.too much booze
Circa date: 'The British Oak' Public House. My Uncle Neville and Aunty Joan kept this Pub for some time when I was a young child. Uncle Neville died whilst licensee and Aunty took over. It was a family pub, always seemed to be full. This is where my erngagement party was held in 1968. (Many years later, with 2nd husband George, Aunty Joan (with one other pub in between ) moved to The Samson & Lion further down the road - last time I saw that it was a fish and chip shop.
Having been living away from England for some years it was just so lovely to back at Oak House. I hadn't been here since a school days trip. It was like stepping back in time. and though I realised the furniture wasn't the original it still held my interest. I have happy memories of visits here and photos to keep. Long may it stand!
Date is circa: I remember the old man inside the old market entrance selling newspapers, he was always there it seemed. I seem to remember an old lady there too, perhaps selling flowers from a huge basket. Am I correct or is my mind playing tricks? The Dance Studio over Burtons Tailors - this is where I went to dancing lessons with Mr Patterson the dance instructor. This was in the early 1960s. Happy memories.
My husband David and I were married in this old church on 19th September 1970. We moved to Australia in 1973. On hearing of its demolition we were saddened, ee had such a happy wedding day here. My dad asked the Vicar for a receipt for me. We laughed so much throughout the ceremony and following photographs (by B & B Studios from Paradise Street, West Brom), comments were made about our wedding being one of the ...see more
I was born at Crookhill, just outside Ryton and went to Hookergate Grammar School in 1956. When the Ferndene pool was opened we were taken by bus from school to the pool where we were given swimming lessons. My memory is of having to jump from the HIGH diving board and being absolutely terrified as it was just so high. Looking at the photo now I can see that it must have been that I was just so small. Very interesting photo and I am very pleased to relive my memories.
The year I started Blaencwm Infants. I still remember it. I remember the smell of the classrooms, the teachers Miss Davies Headteacher, Mrs Davies who played the piano. There was one teacher, whose name I can't recall, had a nervous breakdown one day in class. A couple of the children ran across to Morse's shop for Mr Morse the shop owner and he seemed to know what to do. I loved that we could go out at breakfast time ...see more
I was delighted to find this photo. My great-great-great-grandfather had this pub and it's lovely to see it for the first time.
I thought I would leave a message here also, I was a child at Ivybank Children's Home in Nightingale Lane. Sadly though I don't think it is there any longer. We were an all-girls children's home, with a range of ages from 5 years to 16 years. The home was run by Auntie Bonnie. Ivybank had a massive green front door, and lots of grounds, which ran down literally to the fence by the railway line into Godalming. ...see more
Does anyone remember the mobile library that was parked near the parade of shops? I think there is a house on the land where it used to park.
I have memories of hanging my beret up on my named peg; my double-breasted dark blue rain coat two times bigger then me; the boys trying to pull me over the yellow line to the boys playground; the huge black spider webs in the outside toilets; the hopscotch on the floor of the ...see more
My mother used to tell me about my grandad richard field he was a footballer in hes younger days and he used to play for norwich city football club He was allso the head foreman in doxford s shipyards in pallion But my mother told me that on a new years eve when the clock was going to chime 12 to see the new year in the men would race alone farcett street to get from one end of the street before chimes finished I ...see more
I remember some of the teachers from your time. Mr Clarke was still deputy head with Mr Bates in English, Mr Petit was science and mr Peppit in metalwork.John Moody taught sports and it was a great school to go to if you were into sport. It must have been rotten if not. We became mixed in 1975 wth Hollingwood Girls and the rather rough edged school was calmed to some extent. The building itself is not missed, it ...see more
The Rock Inn will alway have a special place in my heart. As a small boy I would spend as many holidays as I could staying at my uncle and aunt's pub The Rock Inn. In 1959/60 I would have only been five years old but I am blessed with a very good memory of my uncle, called James Pile, and his wife Florence, better known to the locals as Jim and Curly, and their ever faithfull black labrador called ...see more
It sits opposite Roberttown community centre and it used to be a school but it's been renovated now to an apartment block. Luckily, it still resembles my old infants school - I live in America now but I have such fond memories of my childhood growing up in Roberttown. This was before Roberttown Grange was built too, I think that was built around 1974?
My memory of Glangrwyney is of the paper mill there where so many friends worked. Daff Edwards was the stoker there and my father worked there for 35 years till it closed in 1951. The Mussons lived in Mill House. He was the manager there. We used to go to the village shop for our snacks while we worked. It was a very happy place.
1958 was the year I passed my motorcycle test and became a boy messenger, or telegram boy, working out of the the GPO head office in the high street, riding the iconic red BSA Bantam motorbikes. It was good at the time, and the experience only gets better with the passing of the years. Golden days.
I was there for two terms in 1954. I remember headmaster Mr Rees and his wife, and teachers Mr Bellis, Mr Jarman, Mr Horwell, Mr. Stevenson, Mr Allen and housemothers Miss Rempy and Miss Harwood. The houses were Orchard, Gardens and Woodlands. We watched the Farnborough Air Show from the grounds one time. After living in Shepherds Bush, it was like another world to be there. My best mate was Terry Mulligan (Mugsy)
I can remember pupils attending: Malcolm Airey, Clive/Bill Needham, Christopher Strother, Antony Meager, Pinkerton, Baxter, Kimberley, George Wallace, Ward, Philip Lacey, my brothers Stephen and Mark Pink. I am John Pink. Staff I can remember are Major Meager, Mr Rhodes, Mr Smith, Mr Burr, Mr Thurston, Mr Ryan, Major Hyde-Upward. The Matrons Mrs Smith, Miss Brooks. Mr Smith, master. Philip Sproughton, Mr and MrsShelton ...see more
It is so nice to see my family-run shop from before the time I was even born. I spent much time visiting my grandparents there, and then grew up there. The shop has now been in retirement since the end of 2007.
I was a teenager at the time of the photo. I remember cycling through the Bull Ring at a heck of a pace having picked up speed coming down Deansgate Bridge, then having to brake hard to negotiate the chicane into Victoria Street. You can clearly see centre right the top of the underground toilets which I believe are still there. If instead of going into Victoria Street you turned left, on the right was the Black ...see more
I went to Arley Castle as a boarder in 1943/44. It made a lasting impression on me. The Arboretum was my favourite place and we had names for many of the trees which we would climb from time to time. Miss Kell and Miss Whitehouse were the two Headmistresses. Rules were strict and if we were naughty (talking after lights out etc) we could be given the task of peeling onions or pulling up stinging nettles ...see more
When I was about 4 or 5 I moved from Water Eaton to Fenny. We lived with my gran, Mrs Gibson, in Church Street. We - my two brothers and myself, used to go to the Salvation Army Sunday School, we were only few doors away, and felt grown up walking the few yards away. I used to play the tambourine there (well, I used to rattle it about a bit). It was always nice and clean looking and felt homely. Next door was a ...see more
I grew up on Antony Road in Torpoint and before there were 3 ferries and a queuing system I can remember the ferry queue stretching past our house and up the hill almost out of the town. Opposite our house was the 'Regal' cinema (now a gym and swimming pool) which was very convenient for us children - we just crossed the road and watched whatever they were showing every Saturday afternoon - it was noisy, messy and cheap!
I am Heather Johnson. I am 57 years old. My grandmother's name was Laura Frith, born in 1915 (sometime referred to as Swales Friths) from Stoney Middleton. I had other relatives in Eyam and Grindleford, other family name Outram. My grandmother moved to Greenfield Saddleworth as a young woman and married an Ashworth, a local wheelwright and farrier. Time marches on and I would be pleased to hear of any ...see more