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I grew up in Malden Road and went to Wallington Grammer School. I vividly remember having to walk to the bus stop in Ewell Rd every morning and sometimes having to run for the bus as it waited at the traffic lights. Luckily it was one of the open platform sort so a daredevil leap could be made to get on as it pulled away. I remember there was a dance studio by the bus stop.
Cuxton is the village my wife lived in before our marriage, after I married her we used to spend weekends here with her parents. I really loved spending time together, just us and Mr Benny B, our dog. I wish I could go back to those happy days together, she was lovely to love. James G Brown
I have just dicovered I have a family name of Bramwell, Dora Brawell was my grandmother who married Francis Joyce from Buxton in the 1920s. Are there any Bramwells still in Moneyash? It was a large family of 8 back in the 1920s. It would be great to hear from you. Christine Joyce
My earliest memory was at the age of 5. I vividly remember sqeezing through the school railings at the bottom of my garden to go to school. My teacher was a lady called Mrs Malkin, she was very nice and kind to us all in her class. Someone would bring in flowers every day to brighten up the classroom. In those days you would work with a piece of slate and chalk and life could be very strict. ...see more
I traced my family ancestry to St Stephen in Cornwall as far back as the 1500s. My husband and I visited England in 2005, and spent some time in Cornwall. As an Australian of several generations, I am fascinated to know where the various branches of my family have come from. Everyone in Australia originally came from another part of the world. I have some surnames in my family history which are from St Stephen and St ...see more
The new houses were occupied by ... Tommy and May Treacy (opposite the Loop), next was Alice and Joe McCormack with their sons Seamus, Brian and daughter Carmel, next was Edmund and Nan Duncan with son Ian and daughters Caroline, Lorraine, Avril and Amanda, next was James and Lizzie Duffy with their sons Jim, Sean, Tommy, Michael, Damien and daughters Maisie, Bridie, Margaret, Pat, Josephine, Ann, Geraldine and ...see more
The large vessel in the foreground is a pleasure steamer belonging to Campbells, the 'Empress Queen', and was the first screw steamer owned by the company. The vessel on the opposite bank was a William Sloan steamer, registered at Leith, although her name, partly obscured, was not one of their regulars and may have been on charter whilst either the 'Annan' or 'Findhorn' was in dry dock. They operated from ...see more
The name is Gareth Davis, and my grandfather (Harry Davis) lived at No 2 Ivor (Ifor) Terrace in Blackmill, although I later lived in Bryncethin I used to travel with the local butcher Clive Heale back to Blackmill to deliver meat to homes there. I now live in Australia, and at the age of 60 last year was fortunate enough to be able to visit Blackmill on a nostalgic visit, to visit my grandmother's grave at Paran Chapel, ...see more
My name is Gareth Davis, and I now live in Australia. I fondly remember travelling the No 7 bus to Nantymoel to my home in Bryncethin. My best friend Lewis Lee, who I have now lost touch with and have tried to find, was a bus mechanic with Western Welsh for many years at the Bridgend Bus Station. It was from here that I took my last childhood journey to join the army at the age of 16. At the ripe old age of ...see more
Previously I had posted to My Memories, a much longer, "informative" post, but I learned from further research that a lot of what I had previously heard was not accurate in fact. My memories remain unchanged, regardless of the more accurate details so kindly provided to me. It had never before occured to me to go to the best source of more factual information, the Town of Beccles, of which Roos ...see more
My father was the village policeman during the Second World War, his name was Archie Evans. My mother died there in 1949. We lived in a house called Somersby. I was only 4 when we left, and my sister Carol was 11. My name is Kay Irene and I think I have godmothers in the village, but perhaps they are no longer alive. I have a picture of my mother taken on D-Day, I think with other mums and children in a ...see more
I remember playing in the church woods, and getting to the church gate and being scared to go any further, because of the very old graves. I have many fond memories of climbing the big old beech trees that were there, also of being in the Scouts and laying trails for the other Scouts to follow. Also we made bike tracks in the old Second World War bomb craters and used to race each other.
I started living here in 1969 when I married my wife Juettee Burgess who was the riding instuctress at Stangrave Hall stables. I was stationed at the Guards' barracks in Caterham when we met and when I finished in the army I started work at Bristows Helicopter near Redhill. It was the happiest time of my life, the people were most kind and I made lots of really good friends, I wish I could go back. It was called Stangrave Hall when I lived there. James
I was born in 1937 at 73 Boston Gardens, Brentford, Middesex, near Boston Manor Station on the Picadilly Line. I left the area in 1954 to work on the south coast prior to emigrating to New Zealand in 1961. I remember the public baths (and the library!) where I learnt to swim at a young age and, of course, the domination of the Gas Works! I would dearly like to locate an old friend who lived next door to me, a Frances ...see more
I was born in the chalet that this photo on the left partly shows, in 1951. The person sunbathing could be me at 13 or 14 years of age. I was Christine Elliott then. The name was 'Lucerne', my great grand parents owned 'San Remo', next door, from about 1938. All the family went there to live in 1940, when their house was bombed in Stonehouse.
I was born in the chalet that this photo on the left partly shows, in 1951. The person sunbathing could be me @ 13 or 14 yrs.I was Christine Elliott then. Who took the photo I wonder.?Please comment anyone.
This used to be owned by Sir Ivan Stedeford, and every Christmas the choir of St Michael's Church was invited to sing carols in the hall acompaned by Sir Ivan on the grand piano.
I lived in Swale Avenue, Rushendon as a young lad. I was cared for by Mr and Mrs West. Mr West worked in the local pottery works. I can remember there used to be a huge glass works, a stone's throw from Manor Road. As children we would disappear all day on the marshes with our bottles of sherbert water and jam sandwiches. I remember going to school in Queensbourgh, which was just by the railway station. More memories to follow.
I have many fond memories of the chalk pit and the pug hole, of Borden and many great adventures I had as a boy, along with my chums, Tim, Lou, Roger. There was also a council tip where we got old pram wheels to make up go-karts. I remember hop picking there, and all the scrumping we got away with! The whole area was awash with fruit and veg. I lived just down from Borden by Westlands School (Newlands Avenue). More to come.
My parents had a shop in Balsall Heath Road not far from Cannon Hill Park - there was a murder committed there around that time. I used to catch the tram to town and in Lewis's basement you could get crabs' legs loaded with meat! Also caught the tram to the Lickey Hills along the Bristol Road (South?). Always a great film fan, at aged 9-12 I used to go to the Luxor, Moseley, and Imperial - even the ABC at ...see more
Dad used to take me to help on the market stall he had right outside Woolworth's as he and mom had a Ladies & Children's Wear in Birmingham. His cousin was Mayor at the time - hence the prime spot? I remember the Tilley Lamps, and the stout lady who ran the fruit and veg stall on the visible corner, who used to hitch up her skirt to reveal £1 and ten-bob notes stuffed into her stocking tops! My cousin ...see more
The public house in this picture is 'The Eclipse'. I lived in the Eclipse as a small boy in the mid 1950s. My bedroom was on the top floor. I use to lie in bed at night and watch the Bovril electric sign across the road. My grandfather and grandmother kept the pub, their names were Charlie and Elsie Haigue. As small boys we use to take our toys and play in Cheapside, just ouside Walkers the butchers. The Eclipse was ...see more
I remember (just) this church being built, in 1963 I think it was. I also remember going to the school Christmas services. Good days!
My father was a teacher at Pyrford School when Len Cowie was the headmaster. I remember Mrs Jones and Mrs Bugler and Miss Mcdermot and Mr Stevens, who lived by the old school in Engliff Lane. I remember being privileged to sometimes miss class and go swimmimg in the pool when my dad was taking his class for a swimming lesson (he helped build the pool), and once when swimming the Beatles came on the radio with 'I Feel ...see more
My grandparents Robert Owen and Anne Davies lived in the cottages next to the church and I spent many holidyas there, I remember when the A5 went right past the garden gate, that was before the lay by was made.
I was 11 years old in 1957 and during that year I transferred from St Stephen's Junior Mixed School to Lodge Farm County Secondary. I lived at number 12 Wellington Street, which has been virtually destroyed by the new town development. I have many memories of Alcester Street through the 1950s and early 1960s. There never seemed to be much traffic and the shops catered for a variety of needs. My aunt would give me a ...see more
We moved to Lymm from Altrincham soon after the war when my mother remarried (she was a war widow). It was lovely having a new Council house which had a bathroom and inside toilet - I had been used to an outside toilet and going to my grandma's for baths. The school was just further down the road and Miss Nutley was our teacher and Mr Davies the headmaster. They worked really hard with us to get as many as ...see more
I was born at Southbrook, Lenten Street in 1949. Father ran a shop called A Jones Tobacconist on High Street, which had earlier been my grandfather's (Arthur Jones - known as Jack). I went to school at Mayfield, opposite Anstey Park. I moved to Devon in 1959 and now live in Sweden, so have no modern memories of Alton. Has anybody any photos that show our old shop? It was on the corner of High Street ...see more
My grandmother, Beatrice Lay, lived in Byfleet during the 1940s and up to her death in 1998, only ever moving as far as West Byfleet; my mother, Cynthia Lay, was also born there in 1941. I believe they lived in Petersham Avenue with the Williams family. I am researching my family history and would appreciate any information about my family at that time. Also, any information about the Welsh ...see more
It's where I have been living for the past 8 years.
I lived in Inkerman Barracks with my Spanish sister-in-law, Josie, and her family for a few months and was married out of her house on 9 August 1969 and then moved to Guildford! Then my Gibraltarian brother-in-law returned from a posting in Malaysia, he was in RAOC, and we used to visit frequently with our baby son and I also remember picking fat blackberries there. Josie kept the little house spick and span ...see more
Knusford Heath was our playground as children. We used to burrow tunnels in the sand pits, play hide and seek, Cowboys and Indians, or simply roll down the hills. I only lived across the road in Tabley Road. We'd be up at dawn and out all day, called in for dinner or tea by the sound of Mum ringing the bell. There were loads of us kids - first the elder 4 Elsmores, the Lynches, the younger Yellowlees and first ...see more
As a teenager I used to go the King's Coffee House with my neighbours, Penny and Harriet (before her family was moved to Brussels). We had such fun, pretending to be grown up and sophisticated; in truth the toasted teacakes were a real treat and absolutely delicious!! I till savour them today.
I remember walking into the playground with my Mum and 2 older brothers, when Jeremy pointed out that I couldn't go to this schools because it was for 'boys' only. The main entrance to the imposing Victorian building was through the original boys' entrance - the girls' entrance was at the other end if the building! I was very upset!!! Jane Bell nee Elsmore
I was 9 in 1959 when we moved to New Malden. Hence I spent almost my entire childhood and all my teenage years there and I know it well. My father was caretaker of the Methodist church on the corner of the High Street and Cambridge Road - opposite Tudor Williams. I went to school in New Malden, worked in New Malden, married there, and later, my son went to school there as well. Looking at the old photos on this ...see more
My dad used to have a stall in the Market Hall in Wolverton selling groceries. I remember going with him in the van on Fridays and on the way back we would call into to visit old family friends who lived in Cosgrove ' the slaymakers'. Not sure exactly where they lived but seem to think it was on a corner in the village and remember a yellow stone wall and a lovely garden. I was fascinated to learn ...see more
The Old Vicarage Cottage in Church Street is now home to the Parish Office and is a local access point for North Kesteven District Council. There is a good display of village photos, the building itself is about 350 years old, and is of interest as it is a rare example of the mud and stud buildings found in the village prior to the fire in 1864. Old photos are often reproduced in the 'Billinghay Times' ...see more
My father had a scrap-yard in Nuns Street. It was right next to the bridge over Markeaton Brook. I remember always asking to be picked up so I could look over the bridge - I don't know why! Markeaton Brook was filled with old bed-steads and all sorts of rubbish in those days - but it always fascinated me. There was an old building opposite Dad's scrap-yard. I remember it as Bennet and Sayers - but know nothing else about it. Can anyone enlighten me?
I was born and raised in Borden until I got married at the age of 22. My mother and her family all grew up in Borden. My grandfather was the local blacksmith, and I remember very well watching him shoe the big Shire horses and helping him by operating the bellows on the forge to get the coals hot and then watching him shape and fit the shoe to the horse, and then that wondrous smell of the horse's hoof burning so that ...see more
I can remember Narrow Lane, Gresford although I lived there for a very short period. My Uncle Bob lived in the lane with my Auntie Peggy, he used to have a smallholding just across from where we lived. I am sure many people will remember him, his name was Robert Martin, in fact some of his family still live in Gresford. I also remember the dance group called the Gresford Bells, if anyone reading this recalls them I would ...see more
My sister Pat and I lived first in Sutherland Road then Monument Lane. We went to Granville Secondary Modern in Stone. I loved growing up in Tittensor as it was a lovely village, my best mate was Sandra Wagg. My maiden name was Powell. It would be nice to hear from anyone who lived there.
My name is Irene Harriett Potts (nee Bryon), I was born 18-1-1921 at my granny's house in Bishops Wood (her name was Harriet Robinson). Our home was number 23 Offoxy Road, Tong, I lived there with my parents Louie and William Bryon, two sisters Eileen and Hilda and my brother William. In 1924 after my father was killed in a road accident our family moved to number 22 Offoxy Road because it was a ...see more
My husband and his cousins were born in Burford Lane over 70 years ago and the pictures are just as the lane is now except that cars may be seen parked. In the 1950s there used to be a taxi business at the top of the road and the soldiers who were stationed at High Legh Camp were their constant customers. There was a butcher (Mr. Gregory) and next to him a fish and chip shop which Alice Walker owned. Lower ...see more
Dear Mr Lord, My sister Jean Marie Church and I, Marie Elizabeth Church, attended Findern School for four years plus during the Second World War. I was almost 7 years old, my sister almost 6 years old. As I recall, Miss Cassandra Sanders was Head Teacher. She was my mentor, friend and companion. She took me under her wing and spent considerable time grooming me for the 11 Plus, though at the time ...see more
I recall the mayor of Choppington being a short, rotund man of about 50 years. He was balding and had a gruff voice. He hated children and outlawed toys. Things became so horrible that he threatened to jail anyone caught giving a child a toy or a child who possessed any kind of toy. Terror squads were formed and they marauded the streets of fair Choppington in search of play criminals. One day, a ...see more
My memory of that fateful evening is somewhat hazy as I was completely blotto and fragments of what happened come to me in flashes... I was havind a few pints at The Goose & Pedophile when in walked Shaboobala; Choppington's only negro. She was a tall, very dark woman with several rings around her neck... possibly 9. I vaguely remember wondering why in blazes I was so attracted to this ...see more
Living nearby at High Meadow Crescent I used to go to Holy Innocents for Sunday school as a youngster then church as I got older. Apparently I was christened here too. I have gone on to become a Christian writer of devotional articles, songs and poems. Thank you Holy Innocents for my excellent start!
I lived with my family in Kingsbury NW9 and we used to holiday at St Osyth from 1960 -1965. Mum, Dad six children, plus Nan, Grandad and Auntie! The first year we had a caravan on the then magnificent beach, then a caravan per family on the only site at the time. Nan particularly enjoyed our evenings up at The Monks Head clubhouse - plenty of Guiness! We also enjoyed searching for cockles and winkles when the ...see more
My dad was in the RAF and this was my first secondary school after leaving Feltwell junior school. It was the best school I ever attended. But for injury I narrowly missed getting the Victor Ludorum (sorry if spelling incorrect) the highest prize for sports. I was in the school band and played the cornet. The outdoor swimming pool was a great memory and in summer there were lots of competitions. I was ...see more
I am researching the history of the 'Vasna'. It was a hospital ship in the Second World War and my late father served on her from 1941-1945. It was broken up in Blyth, in 1951? Does anyone have pictures or information about it? Regards Andrew Bond
Just after my father brought Borwick Hall in 1946 I went with my mother to a shop and she brought a tin of paint. I was all of eight years old at the time and when we got back "home" I looked around and wondered just where she would start!
I was posted to joint services staff college as it was then, I was there for 6 months during which time as a cook I served many famous people, including the Queen! Many fond memories for me, it was a very nice place.
Our PE teacher used to throw boys in if they didn't swim - being a dainty soul, I used to hide underneath the slide, quivering with anxiety! I didn't learn to swim till many years later (INDOORS at Shewsbury baths). We used to go down when it was raining - the theory being that the water would be warmer! I think the lowest temp was about 50 degrees and the highest 74. The fountain was great fun! ...see more
My grandparents - George & Winifred Lowe - lived at The Black & White House, Betton (aka 9 Betton, Betton Old Hall) for many years (leaving in about 1977). My grandad was a gardener for Colonel George Wade of Brand Hall (Norton-in-Hales) and managed the local football team as well as rang the bells at the old tin chapel in Moss Lane (where I was christened in the early 1960s). Outside the church ...see more
I have fond memories of living in Liverpool. I lived behind Hope Street and paced the pavement of Bold Street most days. This is a wonderful picture for me.
My mother was born in Sandy Lane, at the very top of the road above Hutchinsons Chemists!
This picture shows the house I live in! My father renovated this house with loving care and now I am lucky enough to reside here.
When I was about 14 the A30 by-pass finished at Treswithian and my sister and I used to walk our dog beside the huge pile of earth where the by-pass ended, I also remember a little later, walking him on the then unfinished continuation of the road to Hayle.
I am from Ellesmere Port, in the 1950s we always took our summer holidays at my Aunty Annie's in Manton. Hardwick Road West. Her full name was Mrs A Gornall and she was headmistress at Lincoln Street School, Worksop. We also used to visit my Uncle Tom Owen and Aunty Edith in Gateford. They had a daughter, Beryl, I wonder if she still lives in Worksop. Bll Owen, son of Charles and Irene Owen, who lived in Sealand, north Wales at the time.
Our family lived in Droitwich until 1965 when we moved to Australia. My brother and I went to Rashwood School and I remember that hill. I used to play rounders on the grassed area near the vegetable patch. The school lunches I remember as pretty gross except for the deserts. Mr Pointer was the Headmaster when we left, I had just sat my 11+ exam, never did find out how I went. We lived in The ...see more
I would love to hear from folk who like me went to Bruce Grove School. I went there from 1936 until 1944 when I left school, then danced at the Royal Tottenham. I lived in St Margaret's Road. I remember Ron West and his brother Albert West,m who lived just off West Green Road, and the rest of the gang, I would love to hear how they all got on. Best wishes to all folk from Tottenham. June.
Bankil's of Woodford Bridge was my uncle's shop. The two men in brown coats were 'Hock' and Dick Chinnery. My uncle was John Banks. My father Brian and brother Peter also worked there for short periods of time on Saturdays. My cousin John worked there too until the mid 1960 I think. It was a fantastic business supplying almost anything the trade may have needed.
I'm from the USA but my mom is from Yorkshire and we spend many happy summers in Filey with my grandparents (every is living here in Southern California now). They had a home near the beach and we would spend the weekends in Filey. I took riding lessons at Fox's. My husband and I took a trip over to the UK in 1998 and stayed in Filey a few nights. We took a drive based on my old memories and we found the Fox's, ...see more
My mother Vilet Golder was born in Upper Heyford into a large family. She married my father who came from Newcastle, she met him whilst he was serving at the RAF base. Although there were quite a few families called Golder living there at the same time, not all are from the same tree. I have managed to trace quite a few over the years and there is still a Golder living there although that was her maiden ...see more
My great-great-great grandad was vicar of Northleach church in the late 1700s until 1816. His name was Thomas wilkinson. I visited Northleach earlier this year and I love it. It was interesting chatting to the owners of the Red Lion which one of Thomas's sons was landlord of for a time in the 1800s.
I was born in 1946 and moved to Glappy when I was 3. Does anyone else remember the snow, the ice on the inside of the bathroom window, and who can name the three most popular sledging tracks down the rough meadows?
I grew up in Babbacombe in the 1950s and 60s and it was such a friendly busy place with the local shops Stephens and Bowdens the two greengrocers, Canns the fishmongers, the butchers and of course the fish and chip shop in Princes Street - so much nicer than the present one even though it has won so many awards. Also in Reddenhill Road there was a small Nat West Bank and a Creamery and also Babbacombe ...see more
North Somercotes played a large part in my growing up, I lived with my parents, sister and brother on the Lakeside Lido in St Annes Avenue, next to my friend Cherry Mayfield. I particularly remember when we both had chickenpox and our mothers ran a line through our bedroom windows so we could play noughts and crosses back and forth. I went to the local primary school, and The John Birkbeck Secondry Modern School ...see more
I lived in Petersham Avenue, Byfleet, name June Bartram. We used to look over at the race track. I went to St Mary's School. There were two Miss Evans teachers. I was married at the Methodist church in 1949, 60 years ago this September. I now live in Canada, and would love to hear from girls I went to school with. Also went to West Byfleet Secondary School. It's a lovely village, we used to swim in the canal at Dodds Bridge and back of the church. Those were the good days. June Bartram Keddie
I think my father's birth family the Harts may have lived in this house. Does anybody know any history of the occupants of the house?
My grandmother Sarah Hewitt was supposed to have lived in Penny Bridge manor and had a sister, I think, who drowned crossing the river - before the bridge was put in, maybe? - but I cannot find any information on her or her family. I would really appreciate any information. What a beautiful place!!
My grandfather Robert John Roberts, born 1895, joined The Ynysddu Crusaders. When I came to visit from Portsmouth, he took me to watch them play. My father Donald Keith Roberts played football, bowls and cricket. He would be very proud today to know my grandson Andrew Bellinger often gets Man of the Match in football and is an avid sports fan. I have a print of The Team 1923-1924 Winners of The League Challenge Cup and Shield.
I lived in the village in the mid 1950s. I can remember that the owner of the Post office was a Mr Worthington. The granddaughter was called Celia.
I was late for the cutting of the first turf when Luton Technical College was being moved from Park Square to what became Barnfield College. It was a cold morning and I had overslept! The University was to expand onto the Park Square site of the 'Tech' and while the initial works were going on we had no playground and very few facilities. Indeed our last form photograph (1956) had to be squeezed into an odd corner near the ...see more
I was born in Dysart to a mining family of 5 brothers, me being in the middle. My mum watched over us all and used to take us walks by the man in the rock along to Wemyss and back via the castle estate. Sometimes we came back through the Boreland woods, stopping at the chipper at the old railway crossing. My dad and all my brothers worked in the Dubbiwe and were very proud of the fact. Our ...see more
I used to holiday in Calstock with my parents, staying with my grandparents who lived in the village. I used to regularly take their golden Cocker spaniel, Vicky, for a walk up to the railway station. This was around the early 1950s to about 1956. I remember being taken, with my parents and by a family friend, to a place which I think would have been perhaps up to an hour's car ride away - probably much less. ...see more
I am seeking help in identifying two soldiers recorded on the Horndean War Memorial. I have found the details of all of the others. I intend to publish the results of my research. The two men are recorded as follows Turner C G Larcombe F G (possible a Corporal) I believe that Mr Turner is Charles George 315153 Gunner, Royal Garrison Artillery. He left the Army on 21st April 1919 and lived Lovedean ...see more
My uncle Alf and Auntie Mary lived in Main Street, Fleckney. Their son was Joe my cousin.
I lived in North Marston in the 1950s, at 25 Quainton Road My Grandfather Ezra Rawlings was a tailor. I remember bonfire night on the sports field, cycling down Church Hill, Christmas carols, Friday night youth club in the school hall and being sent to the Cox's shop for a packet of Woods or Weights cigarettes for my grandfather. I emigrated to Australia in 1961, but I will never forget the fun I ...see more
The old High Street was a hive of activity especially in the summer months, I remember the Acropolis coffee bar which was run by a Greek family including Archie Aggro who was a very tough character and stood no nonsence. The coffee and salami baguettes were the best in the town and Noel Reading, bass guitarist with The Hendrix Experience would vist the Acropolis when he was in town. Myself and ...see more
