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Hello there, I was known as Jackie, cousin of Billy Jeans whose nickname was Jock, he stayed at 3 King Street and I stayed at Blackpark Farm on the outskirts. I was a message-boy with the Coop and the manager's name was Mr Rome. I also enjoyed dancing at the public hall and tradespark all on the start off rock and roll, and of course the 2 flick houses plus swiming in lovely East Beach. After I left school I joined ...see more
First started work at Hemel in November 1963. Following a spell at the Manchester Data Centre I returned in 1968 and remained until Brand Separation in 1974. We are now holding a reunion in July for anyone who worked for SMBP in either Data Centre. Sad to learn that the building was demolished in the eighties. Great fun was had watching the antics of the drivers coping with the magic roundabout.
My name is Phillip Robinson. My parents Tom & Eileen lived in Priory View, East Harlsey, in the late 60's. My uncle Charles Derrick McGookin has a plaque inside the village church dedicated to him. My grandparents from Robinson and McGookin are buried in the churchyard. I also remember the landlady from the Cat & Bagpipes, which I believe to be the only public house named this in the country! I now live in ...see more
I smile when I remember being appointed Milk Monitor in Carlton & Faceby Primary School at the age of 9. Milk was compulsory and free for all children at school - adults told us on numerous occasions 'how good it was for you'! The large crates of small glass bottles of milk, which were one third of a pint, were counted and recorded, enough milk for each and every student, 32 in all throughout the ...see more
My other half and I are having a great time here, in Woolstone at the foot of White Horse Hill for nearly 4 years now. I can only recommend this charming little village to anyone who wants to have an idea of the typical English countryside. Worth a visit for all nature lovers. You are always welcome here.
I remember staying at Low Mills with the Breckon family. When I first went there in about 1954/55 there was no electric and we went to bed by candle light. The toilet was a "dry closet" up several steep steps and across the vegetable garden. My uncle who lived in Carlisle was Amos Breckon, son of Amos and Hannah. I will always remember with fondness my stays in Farndale and by the time the family ...see more
I remember Saturdays at the Pheonix, Corgi toys from Rushtons,i ce lollies from Fieldings,v inegar from Ellis's, 99 tea from the Co-op and the "divi" (15046) and Green Shield stamps, pink stamps from Berties, school shoes from Howards, sliding face down on the parquet floor in the library and getting told off, crossing the village from the old Co-op to the post office without waiting, milk from the machine by the Black ...see more
Actually previous to 1860's. My Great Grandfather was born Under-the-Cliffe, Maidstone in 1845. His name was Thomas Ackworth Parker and his parents were Thomas Edward Parker and Susanna Elizabeth Parker, formally Ackworth. I assume this is what is now known as the Undercliffe.
I remember as a child and teenager going to the Brine Baths with my brother and friends, what a wonderful building it was, swimming was never the same after the new baths were built, another fine old building was lost.
I was born in Foregate Street, the home of my grandparents, in 1951. I left Stafford in 1953 and returned in 1960 to live in the north end of the town. I well remember playing on the 'Witches hat' with my friends, paddling in the childrens pool, I spent some very happy times in Victoria Park. Mum used to take us down to the park on a fine sunny day, jam sandwiches and a bottle of pop, Happy Memories. I now live in ...see more
Peel Brow was laid out in 1789. It links Ramsbottom on the west bank of the River Irwell with the districts of Shuttleworth on the east bank. It joined the Bury-Haslingden turnpike, now the A56. It was built in phases. The OS map for 1890 shows houses at the bottom end but not at the top. Some of the houses nearest the camera were demolished in the 1960s and 70s to make way for the M66 motorway. I lived in the road ...see more
This is a view from the east side of the valley looking towards Holcombe Hill and the Peel Monument. The tower was erected in memory of Sir Robert Peel who repealed the Corn Laws in about 1846. The hill is a favourite local walk especially on Good Friday. Trains used to run from Manchester as far as Holcombe Brook at the foot of the hill and thousands used to enjoy the day. The railway to Holcombe Brook ...see more
This is the weir on the River Irwell where it swings round and is bridged by the road up to Peel Brow. The mills on the right are on Kenyon Street. There were cotton weaving mills, towel mills and soap works. The Church spire is St. Paul's Church. I used to go past here everyday on my way to the railways station to catch the train to school in Haslingden. Sometimes the river was very low and a bit smelly and at ...see more
My great memories of the summit, known because of the summit pub, my grandad's local, what a great place to live, open fields, good neighbours. My gran and grandad moved there in 1936, a house full of love and laughter. Me and mum lived there with her 8 brothers and sisters, Saturday nights were card night. I remember Piggots butchers, my gran used to say to him, no fat on the meat, i don't pay for fat. She was a very ...see more
We moved to Rustington in 1949 as my Mother Dr Mary Higgs was the M.O.H. at Zachary Merton and was the doctor there until her retirement. Zachary Merton was a lovely hospital to have a baby, all the staff were so friendly. The Matron I remember was Miss White, with Sisters Mingay, Cole and Mrs Smith and later Matron Cynthia Grose and Sister Gray to name but a few. On Christmas Day ...see more
My grandmother, Elizabeth Ann Higgs, was widowed in 1869, when her husband, John Russell Higgs, was drowned at sea. Her brother Silas Short was working at the brickyard in the town so she and her 2 children, Annie and Arthur (my father), moved to Bishops Waltham to be near him. Elizabeth ran the "Grapes" as it was then called for about 6 years before moving to Sussex. I never knew my ...see more
I lived in the mill from 1978 to 1982 with my parents, brother and sister. I was only five when I left but I have memories of seeing a lady and man both dressed in very old fashioned clothes around the mill pond. and nobody ever saw them except me. I'm sure they were looking after me and making sure I didn't fall in the water. It was a very creepy house and I remember our dog Polly would go mad in the hall at ...see more
My grandfather was enlightened in many ways. He permitted the children from the western side of the town, to bathe and swim, at The Pipe, boundary with campbells, The Basin, near to stramshall footpath, subject to no litter, and interference with animals. This was permitted long after his death by my family, until 1972, when the farm was sold, due to the deaths of my aunts.
The earliest photo of me on Bucks Mills beach is in a pushchair from about 1951 -52! We were visiting for the day from my grandparents home in Bradworthy. In 1959 my grandparents, John and Gladys Dunn moved to Trundle Cottage (now Leat Cottage). For the next 9 years most of my Easter and summer holidays were spent there. I remember our very first holiday was at Easter 1960. We travelled by train (steam!) ...see more
Some time ago I read with great interest in a local paper that the pool at Arley had been restored. My formative years were happily spent at Green Lodge on the green were I was born in 1932. My father lived there for over 40 years, he made a garden from the lodge down to the Pool and boat house now sadly no longer there. The boat house had two areas for the water with the landing stages and a room ...see more
From 1946 till 1951 we lived at RAF Tern Hill and every day my brother and I travelled by bus (Butters Bus Company as I remember!). We were dropped off near the lovely ivy-covered hotel in the square, and walked down the hill past the swimming pool then uphill to St Joseph's College. We were always impressed by the thought of Clive of India climbing that church tower - we looked at it ...see more
This public house was built in 1805 and refurbished in June 2007. It is listed by English Heritage at this link: http://www.imagesofengland.org.uk/search/details.aspx?pid=&id=298105
The shop with the sunblind known as Morgan's sold confectionary and tobacco. It was established in about 1943 or '44 by -?- Morgan after he was invalided out of the forces. I believe he married Miss Freebody, the daughter of the butcher who had a shop at the village end of Gravel Lane, just below the Maypole.
I moved to 12 Edgecombe Terrace in 1965, no 12. We were renting and had just got married. I remember the toilet out the back, my husband had to go out with me with a lantern when it was dark. We lived next door to a Mrs Cowley who kept chickens out back. My mother in law Mrs Jannie Gribbin lived near by. There was a telephone box on the green opposite where I used to phone my mum in Bristol. I remember parking the car once in the Four Lords car park and being told off by the landlord.
My uncle and aunt had a house in Beaufoy Rd, number 5, tucked into the corner next to the Fish & Chip shop. When I was home on on leave from sea that is where I lived, for about 5 years. Usually up the smoke to the jazz clubs I would often walk down from a late tube at Clapham Common underground across the Common. Ladies of the night would ply their trade there and although I never became a customer (honest) I ...see more
There is a beautiful wide paved area at Teignmouth Triangle which is a natural focal point to meet people and maybe sit and chat on one of the many benches nearby. This was the venue chosen by the Heather and Gorse dancers to put on a display of clog morris dancing along with their band of accordians and melodeons. The dancers kit of blue dresses black ...see more
Every year since the 1970s we went to Fairbourne for our holidays either with our mom and dad or our aunt and uncle. Our nan and grandad owned a bungalow in Llewellyn Drive. It was right next to the golf house across the road from the beach. Every year we would go on the little steam train up to the point then get a ferry across to Barmouth. Sometimes we would walk across the bridge to Barmouth. The last ...see more
Saturday, April 19th was "Morris Day" on Paignton Green and a celebration of all things Morris. More than 150 Morris dancers from all over the country demonstrated this traditional and colourful form of folk dancing in a marquee on the Esplanade. Among the many dancers were Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers from Combeinteignhead who performed half a dozen morris dances in the "North West" clog ...see more
I lived at No 92 Harbour Road, Pagham Beach from 1955 to 1967 when I moved to Nyetimber. Our bathroom was the railway carriage and the only access was by carefully dropping the window using the leather strap with holes and opening the door from the outside. My childhood friend from those days, Elizabeth Paula-Beale, visited recently from Australia and we thought we would make a joint effort to add names and memories ...see more
I was a Dr Banardo's boy. I was with Mrs F Ashton for about 3 yrs, at the homestead, which I think has since gone, it was an old pub. I had very happy memories of Bluntisham, if there is anyone who remembers me, I would like to hear from you. Our head teacher was Mrs Xmas. Just if I may mention a few names I remember, Richard Tebbitt, Richard Leader, Ales Boulter, Leonard Marsh, Grace Barker, Joy ...see more
ONE TIME I WENT TO TACO BELL ALL STONNED AND WITH MY DUDE AND I WAS LIKE DUDE CAN I GET A LARGE CORNWELLS, AND THEYRELIKE NAH U GOTTA GO TO CORNWELL, OXFORDSHIRE IF U WANNA BREAK THE REHCOURD FOR MOST CORNWELLS IN ASINGLE BOUND PER TACO LAUNCH, AHTHE REHCOURD IS MINE CORNWELLS ABOMYNOUS THEN BECAME THE GREATEST GUILD ON WILDHAMMER ALLIANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was living at Cranborne where my father was the police sergeant. At the time of a crisis, members of the government came to stay with Lord Cranborne at the manor. The matter of security arose and it was decided a policeman should be on duty at all times as he would notice any strangers. Around the same period the massive German air ship flew over at a few 1000 feet. The Hindenberg; the largest thing I have ever seen in the sky.
I have been working at the above bed and breakfast for a number of years and am often asked by guests what was here originally. Is there any one out there that remembers the original building? I believe it may have been a cottage called 'Brambles' I know from guests who stayed here many, many years ago the original Little Foxes has developed into it's present building in a number ...see more
The war was nearly over but I remember the Shelters along Maybank Ave. We'd dare each other into them on our way to Elms Lane school. Along the avenue and across the Harrow Road using the crossing by the Express Dairy shop, along Elms Lane and into the school opposite the green. Mr Evans was the head, a Welshman, who if he caught us fighting would arrange a boxing match with the gloves on in front of the class. My ...see more
I remember buying a lollipop & a caramac bar from the little sweetshop opposite my school in Dark Lane most days after school (they also sold Tizer by the glass). Mr Pope the kindly school lollipop man. The fish & chip shop where a very old lady (I was 6 so anyone over 30 was old!!) called Emma worked. Fairy lights strung along Hart Rd by the shops at Christmas time. Thundersley Infants School being ...see more
National Service As a 71-year old now living in Macau (China) I still retain the warmest memories of Bexhill in the 1950s. At that time I was a National Serviceman stationed at RAF Wartling (Upper Barnhorn) and courting a local Bexhill girl who lived in Downlands Avenue. My most vivid memories relate to our regular attendance at many performances by the Penguin Players at both the De La Warr Pavilion and the ...see more
I lived at the family home at the Three Locks, which was about one mile out of Stoke Hammond. Every Sunday from around five years of age, I walked to St Luke's Parish Church, Stoke Hammond to attend Sunday School. In later years I was the Sunday School teacher for a time. I was also confirmed here. Along with my brother, I joined the church choir which we were members for many years. I remember we walked to the ...see more
I lived at the house just at the top of photo. The outbuildings can clearly be seen in the adjoining field to the family home. I spent all my childhood years playing with my brother and friends here. I used to love watching the working barges going through the locks. My grandfather kept the Three Locks (known then as The New Inn) as publican for 16yrs. (That was when the barges were horse drawn.)
2008 and this shop is still here. It has changed very little in looks. It was owned by the same family Bonner from my early memory of about 1950 for many years. Today it remains a post office/shop
My grandparents lived in Porch Cottage in Luccombe. I would often be taken to visit my grandparents but it was during the summer holidays I had the most fun. Luccombe village is a magical place for a child and even more so in the summer months, it truly is one of the most beautiful places and the times I spent there are my happiest memories. Karen Johnson granddaughter of Roy and Gladys Johnson.
Runcorn Hill was a wild place when I knew it back in the early 1960s. I remember even now the smell of the trees and the shade they brought on hot summer days. Yes, we had them back then, when spring came after winter and summer followed on, before autumn reminded us it was time to prepare for winter again. As a child I loved going "up the hill" to play, even on my own. We didn't worry about what ...see more
Resting place of Mary Myers, wife of Arthur of Sandy Lane, Weston Point.
My Great Grandfather John Angus, was skipper of a 3-masted ship, which I believe was called 'Rokeby' . John Angus started a little church which was a tin chapel in Hillside Terrace (now called Thornmanby Road) John also built houses in Hillside Terrace. The little tin church is now deralict. Who did John marry? Two of my great Angus aunts ran a little tea shop at No 4 Hilside Terrace, and I ...see more
Each week, as a 15 - 16 year-old, I used to cycle from Morecambe on a Sunday morning for an organ lesson at the chapel of the Moor Hospital. It was uphill there and downhill home. My teacher was the organist there, also Director of Music at LRGS, and my lesson started after the Sunday morning service. As I progressed I was allowed to play the recesssional after the service. Every few years I come back to look at that ...see more
I got a job as a Junior House Officer at Runwell Hospital in March 1958 and worked there for a year, initially living in the hospital residence and then, after I married in Dublin, Ireland later the same year, moved into a very small flat in Wickford Hall on the Southend Road. I recall that it was a muddy place during that Winter! A Mabel and Curly Thurley lived in Flat 4 and were very welcoming to ...see more
What a lovely site this is. I didn't live in Boston but spent many happy years in the 60' and 70's staying with my Grandma, Doris Showler, who had owned the sweetshop 'Showler's' in Dolphin Lane since the 1930's and later carried on working in it when she sold it on and it became 'Cuthbert's'. It's the shop which is now the perfumerie. It seems that anyone who grew up in the area at that time visited the ...see more
My family (Isaac..Reg, Lilian, June, Pat, aunty Mary, uncle Denny, and cousins Andrew and Mark and Grandad Isaac) used to holiday in this hotel each year from about 1968 to 1975. I have some wonderful childhood memories of Astwell Hall and can remember a lady called Miss Cotton ran the hotel in the early days before a gent called Mr Lane took over. I can also recall a dog called Rufus! Being a YMCA hotel they ...see more
In these lecture rooms, built of stone, I attended most lectures. I don't expect the rooms are used for this purpose now, because the number of students has vastly increased since my days. On the left is the Castle keep, and in the foreground is the well-kept lawn of Palace Green.
While I was at University all the balls were held in this wonderful hall, and seeing it in this picture certainly brings back pleasant memories. Somewhere I still have my ball cards. Underneath it was a crypt, or undercroft, where the student societies held some of their meetings.
In the great hall of the town hall we had the Saturday evening dances or "hops", and also took exams, so this view brings back many memories!
This is the famous and wellbeloved view of the Cathedral with the three towers - one can climb the central tower - the Galilee Chapel and houses occupied by Cathedral officials as seen from Prebends Bridge and the bank of the River Wear, which I saw and enjoyed every day while I was at University. Beneath the Cathedral is the old mill which was later made into the archaeology department.
As I was reading politics, I and my fellow students were advised to go and listen to court cases held in the Shire Hall. I remember doing so at least once, and it was most impressive. on the right had side of the picture can be seen the Castle keep. Students at University College had rooms in this keep.
This beautiful photo of the splendid Norman Cathedral was taken just before I started studying at the University, and brings back pleasant memories. In the foreground is Palace Green, a dignified lawn, and on the right can be seen the low Students' Union building and the building of the University Library, both of which I knew well..
While at University my daily walk led me up Dun Cow Lane, on the left of this photo. In 1956 the railings in front of the houses had all disappeared. The ancient church of St.Mary-le-Bow was built of sandstone, and as it stood on a rather draughty and exposed corner, the soft stone suffered badly from wind erosion - I can remember the big holes which eventually formed in the ashlars. Later it was closed because ...see more
This was one of the streets I walked along when going to the lecture rooms on Palace Green. On the left is No.1, the large house belonging to St.John's Theological College, and on the right is the arched entrance to the Cathedral close.
While I was at Durham University I attended St. Mary's College, on the opposite side of the River Wear from the City centre, and every day I had to walk across this bridge over the river, which was strictly a footbridge. The only car allowed to cross it was the ancient one owned by the Chancellor Sir James Duff. Through the central arch can be seen an old mill, which was turned into an archaeology department while I was at the University.
The market place is at the very centre of Durham City, and on the left of the picture can be seen the City Hall, where we not only had the Saturday night "hop", but also took exams. On the right is Doggatts Store where if I remember right, we had to buy our gowns, college blazers and scarves and squares ("mortarboards").
This the view one saw when arriving in Durham by train from Kings Cross, but nowadays most of the little houses between the station and the city have vanished. The heart of the city lies in a horseshoe-shaped bend in the River Wear, and on the left in the picture is the Castle, and on the right the Norman Cathedral, both of which were part of my life when I attended Durham University from 1956-1959. In those days ...see more
It reminds me of the days when I used to visit my aunt.
The small sandy beach at Newhaven was known as the horse shoe bite. It was completely covered at high tide, but as the water receded, it exposed fine golden sand, ideal for making castles and getting in your sandwiches. A row of barnacle-peppered rocks along the breakwater wall also got revealed with the falling tide, where a myriad of crabs hid amongst the clinging seaweed and a wonderland of rockpools ...see more
Many's the time we wandered along the edge of the harbour and up and down the landing stages, studying the leathery faced fishermen's busy hands as they worked on the nets, or repaired lobster pots. We'd peep around, what seemed huge metal doors and gates clad in rusting wire mesh, to get a glimpse of the boat yards beyond, and if we'd enough in our pocket for a cup of tea, we stop at the cafe that looked across ...see more
Friends from Barbridge and Bunbury were good in those days. Used to go dancing in the area, I think the buildings are still up. Ken Kirkham who has since died. David Davies after a while went in the army and has now moved away, but can't mention any more for now. But they were great times. By Barbara Jones
I believe this is the caravan site that was, and may still be, situated on Mr and Mrs Bowles farm. (Not sure of the spelling of Bowles.) My mum and the five of us children spent many happy holidays here. The van that we stayed in was called 'Hartings' and was on the track that led to the farm. It had no mains connected to it. I don't know how we all squeezed in, but I do remember a double bed that folded ...see more
My sister and I came to Hanford House with the Wimbledon High School at the beginning of the war. After a year the school returned and the owner of the house, Mrs. Lister, collected a small group of teachers and offered to keep on any children whose parents did not want their children in London. We stayed two further years during which time as well as receiving a surprisingly good ...see more
I dont actually have a past memory of this building. I recently visited Filey and stumbled across this building in one corner of a modern caravan park. The building has just been abandoned and seemed to be empty for a while but had a strong sense of once being a busy place. Does anyone know anything about it?
I was born in the Bridge Inn, Main Street, Brough, Westmorland, on December 6, 1927. My mother recalls the weather to have been very stormy with heavy falls of snow. My father, William Norman Stell, was the manager of the inn & the licencee was his mother, Elizabeth Ann Stell. My mother was Sarah Martha Stell & had two other sons, John Walter Stell & William Norman Stell ,aged 6 & 4, ...see more
I am trying to find out any info on Oakmere house. Was it a Convelecent/hospice in the 1950's? I may have had a relative that stayed there in the past and would be grateful for any info.
The two stores at the bridge across from West Heath Farm run by Jim Blunden (who had a daughter Pam Blunden) were stores we frequented every Friday, namely the one next to the railway track. This was run by Kath Owen. Her husband had been killed during military exercises in Aldershot, but Kath continued to run Owens Sweet Shop. I remember we used to buy bags of sherbert and suck it out with a licorice ...see more
When we arrived in Loughton in 1956, we were visited by the then vicar and decided to join this church, which stands on the High Road, in the centre of Loughton. In 1964 my wedding was held there, and the vicar was the Rev. Vine.
This picture was taken further down the High Road from the Century Cinema and the Post Office, going towards the war memorial, and in these modern blocks there were several shops I regularly visited, including a hairdresser's.
We moved to Loughton from Preston, Lancashire in Easter 1956, and during the summer holidays that year I got to know the town. On the left can be seen the Century Cinema, where I often went to films and which was demolished at the end of the 60's. In the centre of the picture can be seen the handsome post office, which was purpose built. As I've not been to Loughton for many years, I don't know whether the building is still being used as a post office.
This was another favourite destination for walks in the forest, starting in Loughton and I have many photos of the lake at different times of the year.
When we moved to Loughton at Easter 1956 the alterations to our new house which my father had ordered were not ready, so we had to stay in this hotel, because I think there wasn't a suitable hotel in Loughton. My room was right at the top of the building, looking towards the road, and in those days there was a bus terminus there; several buses started from the hotel to different destinations in and around London. Very near the hotel stands Queen Elizabeth's Hunting Lodge.
As from Easter 1956 my family and lived in Loughton, Essex, having moved there from Preston, Lancashire. One of our favourite walks was through Epping Forest which lies between Loughton and Chingford to this old picturesque church buried in the middle of the woods. In 1964 I attended a wedding there, but my own wedding, held later that year, was held in Loughton.
My family and I often walked to the River Usk, going down Pentre Road and crossing the Brecon Road. We used to have picnics on the side nearest St. Mary's church in Llanwenarth, and look in the water for tiny fish and insects. I particularly liked the flowers I found in the meadows nearby and picked large bunches to take back to my grandparents' house. On the banks grew quantities of a flower I now know to be ...see more
The Deri, Rholben, Llanwenarth Breast, Big Skirrid, Little Skirrid etc. would be regarded as hills when compared to the mountains in Germany and Switzerland, but for us children they were real mountains, and we loved climbing them. This view of the Deri was practically the same as the one we had from our grandmother's garden in Albany Road, and in the foreground the cricket ground can be seen.
Sent out of London during the Blitz with my mother, grandmother and sister, a visit to the Polly Tea Rooms was for special occasions only. We loved it when the parents of the boys from Marlborough School came to visit and brought their sons to Polly's for tea (even though we were only 5 or 6!). Happily, the tea rooms are still there, whilst the Merlin on the other side and at the other end of the High Street has disappeared.
Evacuated with my sister and mother, one of our favourite walks was to Treacle Bolley where we collected rose hips which were then sent away to be made into a source of vitamin C and distributed to those who needed it. On a visit to Marlborough (from London) a few years ago, I was unable to find Treacle Bolley nor anyone who had ever heard of it. Is there anyone out there who knows this lovely spot? (April 2008)
During the 1960s while stationed at RAF Bentwaters I, with my family, lived at #6 Broad Road, in Wickham Market. Our landlord was Richard Upson, who with his family lived on one side of the house and we occupied the other side. Our neighbour was Police Sergeant Alan Airey who has since passed away. My time spent in England was without doubt the happiest time of my life. If we could only turn back time!!
My great great grandmother Mary Balfour Craigie was born on 10 April 1816 on Gairsay Island to John Craigie 1777-1851 and Jannet Sclatter 1777-1846 both of Garisay. John Craigie was a boatman. The family later moved to Kirkwall. Mary married 1839 in Kirkwall to Donald Smith the blacksmith of Shore Street Kirkwall. They had six sons and 6 daughters, sadly only one son and three daughters lived to marry ...see more