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I was born in 1952 and was raised in Cheesecake Inn. This was the original name for the farm next to the Church. When I was growing up there it was called Church Farm. I have many happy memories growing up in Kirkthorpe. I spent many hours in Sycamore Cottage with the lady who lived there (Rose Richardson) and her 2 sons (John & David)and daughter (Margaret). Sycamore Cottage is now a listed building and ...see more
There used to be a cafe on the concrete landing at the beach in the late 1960s, early 1970s. Mum took the donkeys to the beach, up and down the Pumping Station Rd in the 1950s, Wallis's was a very busy place, mum has told me that Mr Wallis owned a T.V shop before buying the camp and he asked her granddad to be his partner, his name was Hanson, but he declined his offer. They were local dairy farmers, ...see more
Does anyone remember the Longsborough Arms in Petergate? My grandfather was landlord there in the 60s, his name was Frederick Hare.
William Balaam born in Stone Street, Boxford in 1870 or thereabouts. He was my Grandfather's stepfather. Grandad often talked of Boxford. It is believed that later in William Balaam's life he became a Mayor or Lord Mayor - however, we are not certain which town in the UK he became Mayor of - because he moved to London at some stage and married in West Ham, Essex. His father's name was Walter Balaam. Hope someone living in Boxford, Suffolk remembers the Balaam Family. Annne
My grandmother Emma Fielding was born at the Fisherman's Inn in 1893. Her mother lived at Antioch Cottages further along the road so I can only presume that her mother Martha Ann Wild was related to the landlord at that time, also called Wild, and she went into labour whilst she was visiting! Roslyn Crabtree
We moved to Littlebrook late 1948. I got to like it here. My parents decided house not suitable so on market in spring. Liked going trainspotting to see Thanet Belle rush through. Had 2 friends, Sandy and Michael, both at King's Rochester. Cycled round area including Harty Ferry, Brogdale Road and all over Faversham. Liked the summer events e.g. cycle racing and motor cycle racing. Brightened up the summer as ...see more
Seeing this brings back memories of many happy meetings. In my day the foot of Reform St was the place where all of Dundee's friends and lovers seemed to meet. Late at night the fish and chip stand on Boots the Chemists corner was also a popular place to meet. Many a happy Saturday was spent walking down the near by Overgate full of all manner of small shops. Edna Adamson, Australia
I did my SRN at the DRI. Seeing the photo of the Castle brings back happy memories. My husband and I spent many happy hours in the grounds surrounding the Castle. On my last visit to Dundee the housing complex in the grounds of the old DRI were not yet finished but one of the Turrets was still standing. I wonder if it still stands. If anyone out there has a photo of the DRI I would love to see it posted on this site. Edna Adamson Australia
In 1962 my parents and I (12 years old) moved from Bristol to open Victoria Wine (later to become the Wine Market before reverting back to Victoria Wine). There were still several empty units awaiting occupation. I can recall most of the shops that were open, starting at the fire station end was James & Rosewell hardware, a ladies hairdresser, Lloyds? Bank, newsagent, service road, Barclays Bank, ladies ...see more
I am a 67 year old British citizen and have lived for over 40 years as a rock musician in Germany. I went to Ryde School in the 60s. After I left I was lonely living in London and used come back to the island most weekends - to my friends in - wait for it! of COURSE....in Binstead. I used to stay at the parents of my schoolfriend Ian Squire, Mr & Mrs Holmes-White. Ian went to Australia ...see more
My dad always ensured that we had a "fortnight's" family holiday each year. A fortnight was 2 weeks - ie fourteen nights. These holidays started in 1949, when I was seven and continued to up to 1958 when I was 16. In 1949 and 1950 we went to Bournemouth. We stayed at the same guest house for each of the two years. It was in Portland Road, Bournemouth. The detached house was of 1930's design. The guest house was ...see more
Message on clock reads, "Trifle not, thy time is short"
Hello to all, I was at Warnham Court in 1963 to 1970 (or thereabouts) My dormitory was Wran. I would very much like to make contact with anyone who may just be able to remember me. There are two names I can remember = Martin Chapman & Rosmary White. Headmaster was E G Savage. Teachers = Miss Jago. If by chance anyone can help I would be grateful. My email address ...see more
My great aunt Carrie (Wills) was born in Farnham and lived at No1 Bratton Villas all her life. Her father worked as a carriage upholsterer and all the children were born in the house, which was a small 2/3 bedroomed terrace. When I was a child we always visited to watch the airshow. She had a range and a scullery and an outside toilet, and also a tin bath that hung on the outside wall. The front room was only used to ...see more
The top bungalow in your photo (one), brings some happy memories. This was the first school in Pen-y-Cae. I spent many, many hours there with Hughie and his brother. The two classrooms (bedrooms to-day) go up in steps. There used to be many old photos on the walls of children taken in the two classrooms.
At the bottom of Willsbridge and Brockham hills, on a busy Bath to Bristol road, stands an unassuming little building called The Queen's Head public house. Unlike other pubs in the vicinity, The Queen's Head has never been wrapped up in all the usual alehouse folklore of highwaymen, cut-throats, and kings, and very little, by way of fact, or fiction, has ever been written about it. What ...see more
I lived in Ormskirk, 33 Thompson Ave, for 10 years till my family moved to Canterbury. I started school at Greeby Hill then just before I was going to Wigan Road we moved. My friends were the Hankins, Tony Dayley. It was a great place to live with so many families in the same boat as us, not a lot of money but a lot of great memories.
My name is Eileen Turner. I had a sister named Kathleen Turner. If anyone who went here knows me please contact me, I would love to talk to someone who went there. My name is Sophia Ufton. I am writing this on behalf of my mom, thanks.
I visited High Kilburn with my mother in 1987. She lived there as a young lady. Her name is Laetitia (Thompson) Lewis. Her parents were Lionel and Alice Thompson. We visited the house where she used to live and then went down to Kilburn and through some other villages before returning to Everingham where my uncle lived at the time. His name is Bill Thompson. My grandmother painted a picture from the upstairs window ...see more
This is the inn that was used in the popular BBC TV series 'All Creatures Great and Small', which was based on the books by the vet James Heriot. (From information sent in to the Frith Memory Archivist.)
I was born in Wales and lived at 3 Bailey Street until moving to Canada at age 10. All of my memories of Cwm are wonderful ones, sliding down the mountain on cardboard, wading in the river behind our house, climbing the hill to play at the park or swinging on the rope swing that was always around but we never knew where it came from. I still have family living in Cwm, my mother's sister and husband Thelma & Bob Annett. ...see more
This is the view from the Steam Packet Inn where there is a splendid large patio area which we used for morris dancing recently. We chose an early Summer's evening in June but were disappointed with the unexpected rain! However there were plenty of seats under the pub's umbrellas for the large crowd to take shelter! Three "sides" of dancers performed during the evening: first ...see more
In 1962, my family (father, mother, one brother, and I) lived in Whitby and Goathland while my father, a mechanical and electrical engineer, was working on the design and construction of the Ballistic Missile Early Warning Signal System at Fylingdales, a cooperative project of the United States and Great Britain. These "golf balls," as they were called, loomed over the moors. To find photographs of ...see more
My maiden name is GAME and I've just started researching that side of my family tree, unfortunately due to the fact my dad didn't know too much about his dad's side of the family I had to send away for my Grandad's birth certificate. On receiving the certificate it placed his birth in Brent Eleigh and I was then away. I discovered my family went back to about 1750 in this delightful village, it could go back further but I ...see more
I lived in Nelson from the age of 3. I was born in 1954 so I arrived there 1957. I lived in the prefabs at 9 St Johns Lane, until I moved to 27 Brycelyn Ave when they decided they wanted to pull the prefabs down. I went to both schools in Nelson and went on to Lewis Girls' Grammer until I was 16yrs old. I have fond memories of Ricci's cafe where we would go and play pinball machines and drink hot blackcurrant ...see more
As a young boy I used to stay at my aunt's house in Commons Lane. It may well be the house pictured? During summer school hols my brother Ken and I were often taken by our 'mam' on the Ribble bus to Mellor Brook, from where we had to walk to get to auntie's house, probably about 3 to 4 miles. The whole outing was someting of an adventure as often we were accompanied by mam's friend(s) and their offspring. In good ...see more
I believe I went to the Ormerod Home, at the age of about eight or nine, as a result of the Local Authority (Blackpool) having a number of reserved places at this establishment. Homes such as this were built along the sand dunes near Blackpool in order to provide a healthy environment, in which youngsters from the north west could spend their holidays well away from the smoke and grime of the nearby ...see more
My grandad was a hairdresser in Hardley, he cut hair at his home. His name was Nicholls, anyone out there remember him?!
My first posting as as an L.A.C. Chef in the R.A.F. was to 22 Group H.Q. at the hall in May 1953. I was eighteen at the time and was to become chef to A.V.M. Merton in his residence, Farcroft in Market Drayton. I reported to the guardroom and was then whisked up to meet the A.V.M. by his P.A. F/Lt. Jan Badini who I was told was a Polish Count. I think he must have been as he later told us about ...see more
Remember The Cross very well, worked my apprenticeship at Leighton Printing Works from 1950 to '55 when I joined the RAF, the photos bring back lots of memories. Went back in '77 to visit the old works to see if anybody remembered me. (No). Took a visit to Parkgate too, it has changed so much (no water anymore), but still nice to see. Came out of RAF and moved to Canada in 1957, been back to England once in '77, maybe one day would love to visit again.
I never thought that I would see this building, then an office for the civil service, returned to be residential! I believe the family who once ran this hotel now live in Exeter. If they read this I would love to hear their stories.
I remember when I was just a young teenager... you could roam around the village and just about everyone knew you. I loved to wander down to Mill Stream Lane with my jam jar and fishing net and walk along the stream searching for stickle backs and anything else I could catch. The fields behind us would whisper in the breeze and the sunlight would filter through the trees and glisten on the water below. ...see more
My father was a bank manager in Faringdon in the 1970s and managed the accounts of the Pusey estate and the Hornby family, owners of the estate. On one occasion, during an annual fete, Dad was asked to act treasurer of the fete. He asked me to help him. On that day, two Puseys were in Pusey village. My Pusey family was based in Oxford, where my paternal grandfather was employed in the University. His father was, I ...see more
My name is Margaret Wynne. I am writing this on behalf of my sister Christine Jones (nee Parrington) who was a nurse at St Asaph Hospital in the 70's and there was a fellow in St Asaph named Robert (Rob) who was interested in my sister and she would like to contact him again. They used to see each other in pubs. All she can remember is that he was a council worker (refuse collector). Christine married Peter ...see more
My ancestors were farming in Edwinstowe in 1662. I am trying to find out where they were living at the time. They were William and Anne Snowden and are listed in parish records at the time. Wouldn't it be fun to see where they lived? If anyone knows how I can find out, I would appreciate the help. Their son, John Snowden (born in Edwinstowe) was the first to emigrate to the US. He landed in Philadelphia before William ...see more
I entered White's Children's Home and Mission (known as CH&M) in June of 1945 having come from Surbiton, Surrey. I was 9 years old. The home was situated in Church Rd opposite "The Pond", it is now a CO-OP supermarket. There was a large Georgian house named "The Grove" and a Hall with other buildings, we had a large field to play in, there was also a farm there. There were about 56 children there then, boys and girls. ...see more
I recall the row of houses on the left in 1940 to 1947. In the middle lived my friend Elsie Colburn, then on the end lived Joyce Dean, she was at the time one of nine children, we were all born in 1937. The house on the right was a farm, I cannot remember the name of it, but I do recall where they housed and milked the cows. It was in the days of hand milking, each cow had its own little stall and above was ...see more
I was born and raised in East Ham and was very proud of it. We lived in Friars Road off the Barking Road and moved to Lincoln Road off High Street North. The postcards brought back memories of home. East Ham used to be a very good place to live. I can remember ladies washing their front door steps and paths down every day. As children we used to play in Plashet Park without fear. Sometimes venture to ...see more
It's nearly 25 years since the Earl of Strafford hotel opened in Hooton Roberts. I wrote an M.A. dissertation on Thomas Wentworth, the First Earl of Strafford after whom the pub is named, so I was naturally very interested. I was shown around the building and was amazed to see runnels in the basement floor which were for the blood from beasts slaughtered on the premises in the old days. I also ...see more
Summer holidays riding bicycles, and horses, playing football on the Village Green or by Blindburn Hall, fishing under the bridge or wading through the water onto the stone island. Helping the village farmer walk the cows down for milking in the evenings and then walking them up to pasture in the morning, collecting eggs from the hen houses and stacking the bales of hay after the harvester had gone ...see more
Many is the time I have spent in that bus shelter, on a winters night, freezing, waiting for an Eastern National bus or a Campbell’s Flyer [1/2 penny cheaper in old money]. Having been to the Kingsway cinema and munching on a bag of chips from Tyson’s fish shop in the parade of shops opposite the cinema, or if I was “lucky" trying to have to have a kiss & cuddle in the back of the shelter where is was darker ...see more
I spent three years living in and around Smarden, at the Chequers, The Bell and often visited The Flying Horse on my days off! Fond memories of Frank and Jenny Stevens at The Chequers, and Laurie at The Bell. Afternoons spent at the cricket ground, was it called the minnis or something similar? I also worked at the peanut factory on the Headcorn road, this was my introduction to working life!
I was sorry to leave the village, some of my best memories of my childhood relate to Gainford and its residents. I lived in what was known locally as 'knobs row' or High Row, no.13. One of my best friends was a boy whose surname was Absolom, and he lived in the row of houses next to this shop. I went to the primary school when the headmaster was Claude Cree, this would be from 1965 till 1969 when we moved to ...see more
I used to hire the Council deck chairs and beach floats on East Looe beach and rake and clean out the beach tents as a student summer job. On the high tides when the tents were removed the sea would break against the promenade wall. After each wave the kids would identify any exposed silver coins lost by 'visitors' in the tents when they changed into their swimmers, jump over the railings to pick them up and clamber ...see more
This scene hasn't changed very much. My grandfather Archibald Barnaby Eliott live in the Co-op house which was in Low Town, 'Treacle Ole' as it was called. He used to drive a donkey-cart, delivering coal I think, round the village. My great grandma lived in a one up one down across from what used to be the old swimming baths in Low Town, she had 9 children so I think it would have been cramped. There used to be ...see more
Another bloomer! This is actually Bootham Bar, which is to the north of the City. There is no such place as "West Gate" in York.
I was introduced to Cornwall and Polzeath when as a teenager I went to an Anglican young people's house party at Tristram House. I absolutely fell in love with Cornwall and remember wonderful walks across the cliffs to Port Isaac. Watching the tide crashing in over the rocks just below the house and riding the surf on the wooden belly boards were just some of the joys I remember! I remember the lovely ...see more
This picture is of Lendal Tower and part of Lendal bridge, over the River Ouse.
Some of the best times of my life was in my back street. I live in Ewehill Terrace and have got some lovely friends in the street too. My name is Sarah Emery and I have lived in Fence Houses all my life. When I was a child we all used to play in and around Ewe Hill. My friends Lisa and Mandy also live in the street and the have been life-long friends. We used to play nocky nine doors follow the arrow. I work in the post office at Fence Houses now.
I was born in Waltham Cross in 1941, right in the middle of an air raid. My dad was yelling up at the planes saying "Not tonight Adolf, not tonight!" Waltham Cross back then was a wonderful village to grow up in. Sunday mornings only the sweet shop would be open at the top of Trinity Lane, named Foyles. You could walk up the High St and come across sheep being herded in the middle of the road, and ...see more
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My name is Don Davies, my sister Pam and I were evacuated to Dormansland, early in the war, to escape the anticipated bombing of Croydon, Surrey. We stayed with my uncle and aunt in the railway house at the station. My uncle was the general factotum of the station,from porter, ticket collector etc etc. Unfortunately I cannot remember his name. I have been completing some family history,and ...see more
I now live in Houston, Texas, USA. My birth certificate has a written record of my being baptized in St James Church in Leith, but I cannot find any record of the church, which was near Gt Junction Street, Leith. Thanks. Morty Grant, born in Lapicide Place, Leith.
I was just browsing through the net when I came upon this place, and it brought back a lovely memory of this place, as this was where my father took me just after the war, and the wonderful old lady who lived there introduced me to reading books. We were in her back garden which ran down to the brook that this place was named after. I cannot remember her name but I picture her as though it was yesterday, but I will never ...see more
Hi old Delamerites! My name is Marilyn Levy. I was sent to Delamere at the age of six, and remember crying myself to sleep every night. I probably annoyed all the girls in that dormitory with the notion that I was going home. In retrospect, my stay in that beautiful paradise was probably the best thing that happened to me! I have so many memories. I remember my peg number being lucky thirteen, and ...see more
I'm trying to trace my family tree and found that my g,g,g,grandfather Henry Travill, born 1829, lived in Corse up to 1886. Going back to my g,g,g,g, grandmother Ann Fisher, known as Nancy, was born 1786 and g,g,g,g, grandfather Benjamin Travel born 1781. If anyone recognises any information I have given please could you contact me at joannekeddie@hotmail.com. Thankyou.
We used to rent the bottom cottage down from the Co-op and the top house pub. My younger brother had a massive crush on the barmaid of the middle house. She was called Marylin (he is called Ben). Is she still there? I believe her younger brother was a milkman? We rented the cottage for about 4 years on the bounce and had the best holidays ever there. My memories include the pirahna at Horsley Hall, the banana ...see more
Whatever happened to all the guys and gals I went to school with?? Born 1965, I went to Tringham and Westend Middle School, Winston Churchill and graduated in 1982. I'm Andy Barnett, formerly of Malthouse Lane. I used to know nearly everyone around the village. Surely there's people who have been to this site who remember me. I left for the United States back in 1988. The working ...see more
Having moved into Walls Quarry with my husband in 1961, I too remember the snow. It started to fall on Boxing Day 1962. We had a job to get home from Gloucester by car during theafternoon. By March '63 it was still thick and frozen hard. The postmen had difficulty doing hillside deliveries out from Brimscombe Post Office. Three of them had a week's holiday due, and were unable to take it before the 'end of the year' ...see more
I was growing up in Eastham during the 1930s, attending the village school when war was declared. We had occasional day visits by the Lufwaffe and a couple of bombs were dropped. Then, after Dunkirk, the Merseyside blitz started with a vengeance, we in Eastham took some hard hits, Masons farm, opposite the Stanley Arms, took a direct hit and lost all its cattle when the shippons collapsed, also the park had some ...see more
Yes, that's the name we gave them later on in our youth. No one did fish and chips like Mr Buttler and his wife, only costing a few pence to my knowledge. We used to put loads of salt and vinigar on. Then this loud voice would say 'That's enough lads, off you go' . Buttlers even became a hang-out place for our gang once over. When I look back I think it was his fish and chips why we hung out there. My wife ...see more
I used to live at Brookhouse with my parents, great aunt and maternal grand mother. Brookhouse was split into 3 houses at the time (131, 133, 135 Holcolme Road). My grandfather (Thomas Lomax) visited at Christmases and holidays. My parents were Pat (Lomax)and Andrew Martyn-Clark. My aunt who worked at the local Tech (Bury) was Mrs Irene Cosgrove (nee Lomax). My grandmother was Jane Lomax (nee Dunn). She was known as ...see more
My parents ran the Red Lion between 1953-83. I was brought up here and went to Blendworth School, Mrs Byrne was the headmistress. The pub was situated on a tight bend on the old A3 and was regularly hit by vehicles unable to make it round this corner. A blocked up archway on the left of the building had a date brick of c1750. In the Square adjacent to the Red Lion was Smith & Vospers, grocers and ...see more
I lived on Long Street in Topcliffe 1958-1972 - opposite the old school, which is now a post office, and therefore on the other side of the road from this photo. I was excited by the fair, horses trotting along the road, smells, sights and sounds different from usual, lots of people, including photographers who wanted to take pictures from our upstairs windows and the occasional visitor who would ask to use our loo. ...see more
At the time we lived near Coley church, mum, dad, sister June, brother Paul and me, Steven. I remember moving up to Burnley Hill Terrace near the Duke of York on a horse and cart. I didn't realise then but it was our first house with a bathroom, it must of been heaven for mum and dad not having to get that bath tub out anymore. It was a loving warm house where 3 more brothers came later on. I have fond memories of dad, ...see more
Not really a memory - rather a request for information. My grandfather, Alfred Pain, was licensee of the Crown Inn from possibly the late 1920s through to the middle 1930s. If anyone has any memories/information/photos of the public house and/or my grandfather's time there, I would be most grateful to hear them. Incidentally, my mother, Doris Bird, used to live in Hoddesdon Road and it was through working at ...see more
I left school in 1965, Ogley Hay Girls' School, my maiden name was Kathleen Cooper. My birth father was George Kelly although I was brought up by my grandparents, Nell and Gerald Cooper. I loved the avenues, everyone knew everyone, you could leave the doors open when you went to the club, nobody ever stole from their neighbours, helped more like. I would go down to the canal down Chemmy Hill where the ...see more
One of the week long programme of events for the Brixham Heritage Festival is morris dancing on the old Fish Quay. Grimspound Border Morris entertained the crowds first. They "blacked up" in the traditional way and then danced to the hypnotic rhythms of their large band under the canopy of the old Fish Market. It was something of a surreal experience as a replica of The Golden Hind as ...see more
My Mum and Dad first brought me to Fairbourne when I was born in 1966. My father and his father before him had been coming to the same bungalow (Min-y-Don on the Coast Road - Penrhyn Drive South) all their lives. Mum Dad and my sister visited Fairbourne every summer till I was 16. What happy memories. Each morning we would walk to the bakery for bread rolls - I can smell them now. If the weather was fine we ...see more
I live in the State of Maryland in the US and have never been to Scotland, although our family geneology has been traced there. My reason for writing is this house. In my town of Princess Anne, Maryland, we have a house known as Teackle Mansion, built in 1802 by Littleton Dennis Teackle who toured Scotland in 1799 and was inspired by the architecture to recreate, to the best of ...see more
I was born in the 1980s and my father was Alan Prior. He used to work with Jim(or James ) Heath. We lived in the 'police' house with my mother Dawn. I remember being snowed in at one point and a lovely lady in the village let a whole coach full of us (we were supposed to go to school) invade her house and gave us cups of tea. I also remember my mum used to be a horse judge, I think, and we used to go to ...see more
Calceby... I came to live here in 1947, not a country girl by birth, having lived in Stoke on Trent, Staffordshire, for the first fourteen years of my life. This hamlet was to become my home for the next three years, isolated and buried in the heart of the wolds. I came to know every part of the landscape, and walking very soon became my hobby. My interest in history became larger than life because here I was ...see more
I was born in Gothic House, The Churchyard, South Molton in May 1941. My name was Patricia Elizabeth Abbott Huxtable. My father was Charles John Huxtable and my grandparents were Charles George Pearce Huxtable and Elizabeth Avery Abbott (of North Molton). The churchyard was a playground for myself, my brother Roger and our friends. We were lucky not to suffer the effects of the war and have memories of ...see more
Chew Magna, High School - this was in fact the High School for Sacred Heart High School & Preparatory School, which I attended for 3 years. I was in my first year senior's when the high school closed, from my memory it was a close-knit family community. People seemed to respect the building which we had the priviledge to go to school in. School sports day that final year was ...see more
Memories of Shepton Mallet. I was born in Kilver Street, Shepton Mallet just two years before the Second World War was declared and have drawn upon my family and my own memories to produce 18 books of local history on the town and the surrounding area. Little had changed in the townscape during the previous 100 years, and it was until the 1960s that widescale demolition and rebuilding took place. In many ...see more
My grandfather William Allen and grandmother Florence Allen ran Allen & Bros Grocers during the Second World War, with William's brother Carradine Allen. They lived in Oldbury House with their daughter (my mother) and my great aunt, Lydia Dennis. After my grandfather died in 1958 the family moved to Priors Park where they stayed until the death of Lydia in 1990. While looking up the family tree I have found ...see more
I was named after my uncle who was one of 2 boys, Arthur (my dad), and Maurice. My grandfather and grandmother had converted their front room to a shop which seemed to sell EVERYTHING.....We spent our annual holiday every year at number 5.. and I have many happy memories of visits to the Mumbles.. Porthcawl.. Barry and many more... and also of the many friends we met up with each year. Also... I have ...see more
As far as I was concerned there was nowhere else, only what I read or what my parents told me, my life centred around the post office, church, vicarage and Bryn Eglwys, and the neighbouring farms, the lovely views to the west. Buses to Colwyn Bay, exactly as described, characters in the hamlet, and the outbreak of war, the Home Guard, reminiscent of Dad's Army, the A.R.P., rationing, less sold in the shop ...see more
Tha Palace Cinema in St Blazey was one of the longest operating cinemas in England. I worked there as the usherette during the middle to late 60s (I believe it is now closed). We had films three times a week and bingo twice a week - there was a Saturday morning children's cartoon show. I did everything from selling tickets to urshering and during the interval selling chocolates, drinks and ice cream. I have always ...see more
During the mid 1960s I spent many a happy childhood holiday staying at the Crows Nest Bungalow at Reighton Gap. This bungalow was sited near the cliff edge, by the gorge overlooking the distant caravan site. (One of the farthest bugalows pictured in the view towards Filey). Each year we would notice that part of the garden had disappeared due to cliff erosion. Gradually, by the 3rd year, the ...see more
