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In 1953, the 400th anniversary of the school, the Queen Mother "opened" the entrance with newly erected boars' heads on each pillar. I have a photograph of this ceremony before the assembled school.
This is a photo of the Derringham Branch of the Hull Savings Bank where I started as a junior bank clerk at the age of 16 on 31st August 1965, probably around the time when this photo was taken. It certainly looks right. This was my first job after leaving Riley High School, just down the road from the bank. The heating in the building was powered by a big coal fired boiler in the cellar and ...see more
Anyone interested in West Craven, including Barnoldswick, should do a Google search for the term oneguyfrombarlick. You will soon find the largest local history website in the UK which contains masses of information about the area and its history. The site is free, non-profit making and is a locally owned and run facility dedicated totally to exploring the history of the area.
My Great, Great Great Grandfather, William Booth, used to push a cart up and down the streets of Clayton le Moors with his son John Booth, selling shellfish. He was known as 'Muscle Bill' and his son, 'Oyster Jack'. (This is actually a memory passed down from my ancestors to my 3rd cousin.)
They lived at 'Old Sparth House' from around 1895 onwards. William died in 1900 age 79. Most of the family married ...see more
My father's family moved to Harwich in the early 1900's to cottages below Upper Dovercourt Church and lived there for many years. I was born in 1950 when my parents lived in Ramsey then we moved to Valley Road. I still have family in the Harwich/Dovercourt area. I come down to the area for holidays and stay at one of the caravan sites. Since I moved I have come back on holiday and seen some big changes: the road from ...see more
The building behind the Market Cross with the arched windows is the Manor Court House, a grade II listed building. It is owned by the Epworth Mechanics' Institute Library, which still operates from the upper floor. The Library was formed in 1837 by William Read, who owned a business based at Albion House on Albion Hill. The Manor Court House is not the original, being built in 1803, but retains the character of the ...see more
My family lived adjacent to the fields which were designated for the Hixon Aerodrome. I remember well standing against the garden fence seeing the location being prepared for the runways, and watching the workmen erecting the hangars. My mum would make the workmen billy-cans of tea. My age was 7 years. It became necessary for our house to come under the hammer due to the hazardous location. My family and I ...see more
My memories of Thaxted are very dear to me. My parents, unfortunately now deceased, were Queenie and Denzil Roberts. Denzil was a Pharmacist and purchased the property known as the Chemist Shop and refurbished the property so we could all live above the shop. We lived in Thaxted for a few years and made many friends. I was able to participate in many of the May Day festivities and was an avid fan of the Morris ...see more
This is actually the chapel in the Ruabon Road cemetery used until about 1995 for burial services.
I remember this beautiful church standing opposite the Majestic cinema with the church hall to the right & St Marks steeple behind. Tragically torn down to make way for an ugly row of concrete shops! Typical Wrexham!
My memories of our familý's involvement in Sanderstead Church is only from the late 1940's and early 50's. I was a pageboy at the age of about 8 or 9 yrs old at my sister's wedding. Then, one of my older brothers was a choir boy during the early to mid 50's, he gave it up because I teased him about wearing a white dress. Two of my brothers were in the boy's brigade there and another brother married a local girl ...see more
THE LIFE & TIMES OF DONALD CHARLES WILLIAMS
Personal recollections from Don Williams from Hailsham who lived in Saltdean from 1937 to 1952 - Many thanks for these wonderful stories & photo's of Saltdean in the Past.
Mum had answered an advert for a butcher's bookkeeper at Rottingdean, working for a Mr W.R. Dean who had three shops, Barcombe, Rottingdean and Saltdean. He apparently required ...see more
During the last war my father served in the Merchant Navy and saw Aberdaron from the sea, that was to be the beginning of many trips and a life-long love of the village.
I started going to Aberdaron at about the age of six and have been going each year since then. My parents, now both sadly deceased, loved it as I do. I cannot imagine a year going by without a visit whether for a short or longer one.
The village itself ...see more
In the last two months (year 2006) I found out that I had a Great Uncle that lived in Cuddesdon in the 1881 census. This was a surprise to me as I lived in Cuddesdon in Parkside Cuddesdon for 5 years under my ex married name(1995 to 2001) and never new I had famliy there beforehand. This was David King who married a Ann Gunn, who was born in Cuddesdon, her father John Gunn was also born in Cuddesdon. (I am not related to the Gunns, only by marriage.)
My father tells me that there was an airfield at Watchford and that the Paras used it as a drop zone in the 1950's. Taking off from Abindon, they would drop at Watchfield. My Father did his night drop here and said that the staff on the ground would leave the hanger doors open with the lights on so that the young paras could just see enough to assess how much the wind was making them drift. Does ...see more
My mother was taken from Tamworth to Rolleston by her Grannie (nee Maria Pegg) for a holiday in a cottage. My mother remembers that the man in the cottage was a brewery worker. He used to bring black stuff like sweets for them to eat. Mum would have been 7 or 8 as she wrote a letter to her mum. We don't know who this man was but could have been a brother.
I was born in 1922 in Mundford where my Father was the village policeman. We had no motor car, indeed in those days there were not many people who could afford this luxury. The village was small, however it was self-contained and provided all the necessities of life, including a village doctor, blacksmith, carpenter and general store. When other needs arose we hired a taxi or cycled to Brandon where there was a train station ...see more
Bury market was famous and its modern version, though not as interesting, still is. We used to go to the market and buy one of Thompson's black puddings, piping hot in a grease-proof paper, The man would split it and put plenty of mustard on. There was the roast potato man, vegetable stalls, fish stalls and the famous Cheap Jack. He used to gather crowds round his stall with his patter and his household ...see more
Walmersley Road Recreation ground was later renamed Clarence Park. This is the bandstand where on summer Sunday afternoons there would be a band concert and deck chairs (strictly for the older generation of course). The house in the distance was the park keeper's residence, and woe betide any child who was caught walking on the flower beds. There was a large rock near the park entrance which carried a metal plaque. The plaque ...see more
Kay Gardens was the terminus for all bus services from surrounding districts and towns. On this photograph, the large building at the back of the picture was the Co-op, which was at that time a department store, but also housed a restaurant on the first floor, widely used by office workers at lunch times, and of course for funeral parties. At the far right of the picture is the dome for the old indoor market. Kay Gardens ...see more
The awnings on the left of this picture show the location of Woolworths, whilst Marks and Spencers was a little further up on the right hand side. The building immediately before Woolworths was a bank and over the top was Joseph, Thompson and Marsdens Acountants.
By the 1940s the Grammar School had been rebuilt in Tenterden Street. The building in the photograph became The Wylde Clinic which was the centre for mothers and babies and of course housed the 'dreaded' school dentist. My younger brother went to the Wylde Clinic for 'sunray treatment' where all the children had to wear goggles to protect their eyes. The Wylde Clinic was still operating in the 1960s for mothers and babies, ante-natal care and school health referrals.
This is a photo of The Duchy Hotel. This later became Dartmoor Prisons' "Prison Officers Mess". It has now become The Dartmoor National Park Visitor Centre. My dad was an officer or "screw" at Dartmoor Prison for many years and we used to have our Sunday lunch here. The kitchen and waiting staff were all convicts!
I remember my mother taking me to see Annie Get Your Gun about 1950/1 at the Savoy Cinema in Sale. I was ten years old and we had walked from Button Lane. I was only ten years old.
Moving from Lewisham in London to Three Bridges in 1953 was wonderful. I was only 9 and we were, I believe, the first family in the Birches. We had the river mole with rainbow trout, horses, rabbits, all manner of wildlife and forests to play in with hectic construction going on all around. It was just amazing - great memories.
I would like to add a memory of Boxford, no, wonderful memories that I have of Boxford 65 years ago.
As a child of four, I was evacuated with my grandmother Mary Jane Farthing, nee Carpenter, to Boxford to stay with her parents, my great Grandmother Mary and Grandfather Charles Carpenter at Tinywent Corner - a little cottage with a well and a toilet way up the end of the garden.
The start of this ...see more
We stayed as a family at the Crown Inn many times. We loved the pub and the village and local people. Hope to re-visit. I believe that Ruth lives next door.
I was born on 6th feb 1944 at 199 Havant Road, Drayton and had a happy childhood there with my 5 sisters and parents. My father was a painter and decorator and we lived in the house until the late '50s. I believe the house is now a home for the elderly, how things have changed. I went to Portsdown school and the to the high school between Drayton and Cosham.I now live in Northern Ireland but have great memories of the area and going to the George to get my uncle his quart of mild and bitter.
Does anybody have any photos of the old Brass & Copper shop "D & W Dovey" that was where the Sutton Fish Bar is now located? It was owned by my grandparents and they also owned it when it was the Betta Cafe at the time when the Rolling Stones were just starting out and used to pop by for a cuppa and an egg sandwich!!!
It was approximately 1960 that whilst bathing in the 'pool' as a child of about 3, I held onto the rail at the edge of the 'boardwalk' and became stuck as my legs were pulled underneath where the water poured in (not being strong enough to pull my legs back) and had to be rescued by another child. Scary!!
My greatgrandfather Giles Chandler ran a small fleet of fishing smacks from Ramsgate harbour in late 1800s and early 1900s. The Progress, Peace and Spray were some of them. The Progress was lost with all hands during a storm in October 1911. Several other fishing smacks from Ramsgate were lost at this time.
The Post Office brings back many happy memories. In 1954 to 1957 I served in the RAF at Sopley. Some of us would walk to the Post Office to send letters home & meet friends we had made in the village. If anyone remembers the good times we had... Thankyou. - B Haywood
Growing up at Fairy Cross, Alwington and as our village school had closed in the late 1950s we had to catch the school bus daily morning and afternoon to Abbotsham Primary School. (Shown in the centre back of the picture next to St Helens Church). I started in 1963 in the "little ones class" of the two roomed school. Mrs Elston was my first teacher there and she had also taught at Alwington School ...see more
I live here! What a find!
John Weaver is shown as being a stonemason on the 1827 Lilleshall baptism certificate of his son Alfred Weaver. A family anecdote says that John Weaver took commissions for monumental sculptures and that after a statue of a horse and rider was unveiled it was noticed that he had omitted the girth straps for the saddle. This caused considerable ridicule from others and eventually depressed him so ...see more
I spent all my younger July and Augusts at East Runton in my grandad's caravan on Stewarts caravan site. My sister Gaynor and I made good friends with brothers Mick and Graham Kilsby from Kettering. I have many happy memories of hot summers and beach huts and a boat with the number YH294 Pandora on the side. Mick said one day "you know I'll remember that for the rest of my life" and do you know, I have .......wonder if he did!
A party was held on Riverhall street to celebrate the Queens Coronation. It poured down with rain and the girls went somewhere under cover, I think the boys stayed in the rain. Played many games and took part in races. My sister was a sick child and was allowed to run in races with kids younger then her, I didn't think it was fair then and I still don't. My mum was working, so missed the party. We went to a house to ...see more
On this very field the F.A cup finals were played. Of course in the imagination of young boys. It served as a picnic venue, blackberrying with Mum and sisters. Today it is a playing field with a small park for the youngsters. Sunday league football is played here now but never with those names Tom Finney, the Stanleys Matthews and Mortenson, Bert Trautmann (the german goalie). Innocent, endearing and at 60 years ...see more
this year a little child came up to the dog show whith a toy dog, it wagged its tail so sh eenterd that in, it got into round 2. There was a lovely dog who came 4th in best under 2 dog. he should of come first. he should of come first in the best looking male aswell, everyone thought that.
I went to this school on Tithe Farm Estate in 1962/1963. It was called Tithe Farm Junior School. Houghton Regis Primary School was on the Village Green in Houghton Regis Village about 1 1/2 miles away.
August 3, 2006 Greetings from Las Vegas! I am George Lear, currently living in Las Vegas. I am hopng to hear from anyone related to my grandmother. My Grandmother was Rose Alice Manning and was born in Alderton in 1894 or 1896. Her father was Charles Manning, a gamekeeper. Her mother was Polly Webb Manning. She emigrated to America when she was quite young- I think she was about 16 or 17 years old and ...see more
On Sept 2 1877 William Frederick Beels married Emily Arkell in the Parish Church. William Frederick Beels' son was Frederick John Beels. His son was Frederick James Beels. Frederick James lived in Risboro with his grandparents and he remembers having to go to the next town by train to get groceries. He had to go by himself because his mother looked after his two younger sisters.
During the 2nd WW, my dad signed up with the Belgian section of the Royal Navy. On leave, he met up with my mum and married her in Christchurch in 1944. I came along in 1945. After the war my dad returned to Belgium, and my mum went with him. Being English she had a tough time learning the language. In 1953, my mum had to have a major operation (in Maida Vale), during which time I had to attend school. ...see more
My younger brother Russell and I grew up on Coniston Road in Stretford and one of my earliest memories was of going down to the canal armed with pickle jars that had breathing holes stabbed into the lid (a fork from mums kitchen was our tool of choice), some twine around the lip so we wouldn't drop our "catch" and a couple of fishing nets. There were always some older kids or adults sitting on their wicker baskets ...see more
My father's cousin, Kitty Mortimer (nee Barratt) lived here with her husband Leslie, and their two daughters Andrea and Lynn - mostly throughout the '60s and '70s. I believe they rented the house from the National Trust, as I remember they had to open it to the public at least once a year. (It was a fascinating house inside, although the biggest problem was flooding in times of heavy rainfall - the house used to ...see more
I attended Colomendy School for about two years, coming from the City of Liverpool. I was fascinated with all the open spaces and especially the mountain - Moel Fammu. I can remember having great times there: walking into Mold Village and day trips out, climbing the Catwalk, visiting the camp cinema, the tuck shop. Then in 1949 I had to return to Tiber Street School for my leaving. I am now 71 but will never forget my time spent at Loggerheads. The local people were always very kind to us.
The lady in the foreground looks very like my mum with me walking to her left and my sister in the pushchair. We lived locally and went to the beach all the time. It would be interesting to see that part enlarged so I could identify them. My favourite memory of that time was the excitement we felt on arrival and smelling the familiar smell of seaweed draped all the way up the concrete steps leading on to the sand, and the lovely feel of sand under your feet as you padded down them.
We moved to Rivacre in 1960, within sound of the baths. I spent most of my summer holidays there. My cousin Paul James's mum worked on the gate and the owner's son Stephen Williams was my friend at primary school.
Ah yes, The Rec! Scene of many a battle and many a cup final, in later years there was romance! You could get through the hedge and down onto the railway line to put halfpennies on the line that got flattened by trains as they ran over them. At the End of Heath Lane, or more accurately at the junction with New Chester Road, a bobby did point duty at busy times. I can remember one day going to school and making a dash ...see more
From Berwick Road School, several classes would be assembled in a long line two by two and walk the half mile or so along Heath Lane to the recreation ground, or the Rec as it was called, for school games. We would pass the houses of school mates David Griffiths, David Anchor, Heather Wallis, Denise Southey and Loraine Staton. The line of pupils would regularly come to a halt and Steve Owen would call out "Its a hold ...see more
My Grandfather was a stable lad and then coachman for Earl Fitzwilliam. My memories are of stories told to me by my late Mother, and of a wonderful photo of Grandad in full livery with silver topper and wonderful leather riding boots. So whenever I see Wentworth Woodhouse and the stables, I think of what it must have been like in his day. It is such a shame that it is closed, and what a pity the grounds still have the ...see more
I always attended the 'Saturday matinees' during the late 50's at the Curzon cinema. Happy childhood days!
I learnt to swim at Flixton baths whilst a pupil at Wellacre Infants/Juniors 1954-1959.
I was born in the third house along on this photo and I like to think that the child in the photo next to the telegraph pole is in fact me. My Mum and Dad had six of us children and quite often my Mother would be looking after an elderly relative as well, it beats me how we all used to fit. I used to have this photo once upon a time, I bought it from the local Post Office as a post card but I lost it years ago so it's lovely ...see more
On the 1st August 2006 I went to Kings Lynn for the first time since 1935, to visit St Margaret's Church. I was christened there 5th February 1935. My Grandfather lived at 14 Priory Lane Kings Lynn. Is there anyone who knew the Crook Family from that time? Noel Crook
Started at Berwick Road School September 1958 along with Christopher Bennion, Terence Taylor, Tony Duncan, Susan and Sandra Blackburne and John Moore. I remember the Winter that year gave us a huge patch of ice in the playground where we joyfully slid until we went in for lessons. When we came out for break the caretaker had thrown ash all over our slide and it was no more!
I arrived in Weaverham in one of its transition periods. ICI had built many houses to house its workers in all the surrounding villages including Weaverham. So Weaverham had already transformed in a way when I got there, but of course for me coming from a city like Liverpool it was a quaint, peaceful village, there just happened to be the old Weaverham and the new!
Several farms still survived and I was ...see more
I lived near Clifton Park for a number of years. My memories take me back to WW2. During the Summer months my friends and I used to play football,we put our coats down for the goals, we had a good game and arguments too. When we played cricket we played it properly as one of my friends had a bat and wickets.
Every Whitsuntide all the Sunday schools had a Parade to the Bandstand in the park ...see more
My name is Philip Beach- my Grandmother hails from Inverness. Her maiden name was Isabel Martin, born about 1890, her sister's name (married) was Euphemia Archibald who lived to be 101 in my hometown of Rochester, NY USA. Isabel married Powlus (or Paulus) Beach, and moved to Nova Scotia, Canada in the mid 19 teens. They had 6 children- 5 girls and a boy, my father Charles Osker Beach. I currently live in Lancaster, Pennsylvania and I am 50 years old. Does anyone have a memory of my family?
having lived in the village for most of my childhood I have lots of memories both good and bad things like having a close community spirit where all the children were known and we were always safe, but then there was useless transport in the village. Though my family home is no longer there I had nearly an acre of land plus lots of woodland to play in. They were fun times. Summertime was always fun when there ...see more
The fish shop shown on the right belonged to Mr Phillip Tregurtha.
From approximately 1939-1945 the house was taken over by the Waifs and Strays Society becoming a home for 40 boys. They had moved from Chislehurst, Kent. The house was also used as a landmark by German bombers during their attacks on Coventry.
I remember when the snow was really heavy, I was about 6 years old and I lived with my grandparent and mother on New Ashby Road, just over the road from the Loughborough University. My uncles and Aunts took me over to the university with a sledge, we had a wonderful time sledging and making a giant sized snow man...
Does any one remember the local pub in Sturry, that got blown up in ww2, my dad saved a little boy, but through shock, the young lad later died. Does any one remember the ODELL family who lived in ROOKERY NOCK? Would love to hear from any one who knew them, my sister was in the Land army, any one who can remember her, her name was HAZEL ODELL, she also worked in the backers in Sturry. You can get me at ....pamelaodell2000@yahoo.co.uk
My grandmother's name was Amelia Gough and she lived in the second cottage on the right at the bottom of the green on the road to Mollington. Water was collected by bucket over the road from a tap in the vicarage wall. She had two children Arthur and Mary, my mother. We lived in Oxford and visited every two weeks arriving Saturday and going back to Oxford Sunday. We went by train to Banbury stopping at ...see more
My mother in law, then Marie Elizabeth Burston born 1921 in Wales, whilst in service at Hartlebury House used to go to church every Sunday morning. The postman played the big organ. Every morning she had to give him and the gardener a piece of leftover cake and a cup of tea. Ernie the gardener was 18 years old and very shy. He took her to the pictures in Stroud one day and she invited him home for tea one Sunday. ...see more
The cyclist in this picture is my father John G Heward. He would have been 35 at the time and we lived in Brook Street.
I'm not prepared to reveal my real name online, however I was a child during the 70's the duration of which was spent in Warnham. This house belonged to some old dear I met only a couple of times, she was housebound and terribly old. She was cared for by the mother of my schoolfriend, whose name I also shan't reveal online. However I spent many, many days playing in and around this house. What a ...see more
To the left of this photo, the first shop you can see was Reg Matthews opticians. You can just make out the entrance and the window above which is a V shape. As a trainee dispensing optician working there around 1971, I used to sit at this window and look down on Bridge St. Happy memories. The business was later taken over by G. Gilbert (who'd previously been a partner) and he's still there today to the best of my ...see more
In 1998 I travelled to a beautiful town in England called Frinton- on-Sea, a very unique and special place - where everyone is very friendly, clean and helpful. I would say Frinton is like no other town in England - some of the shops have not changed decor since the 1950's 60's or 70's --- the pawn shops are the best for gifts and notions. Frinton- on- Sea is a jewel of a town - a little bit of ol' England.
Mitcham a lovely little place, here you used to catch the buses to Sutton and beyond, the picture house and opposite the pictures used to be a sweet shop where I can remember Mars bars used to cost 2/6 in old money, gobstobbers that used to fill your mouth for 1d. The walk home to the flats up St Marks Road. The trolley buses that used to run to West Croydon and the antics seen when the pole came off. Lovely days. ...see more
Central Hall I believe used to house the big Saturday market!, Tooting was a Saturday trip out as a boy from Mitcham, I can vaguely remember many special days, going to the pictures, and the joke shop on the Mitcham Road. The 80 bus or 77 to Mitcham Green, and the little Green Line bus, you had to put your hand out to stop it from near the traffic lights, wonderous days. Yes many happy days as a boy, now I'm 60 and live in Norfolk, I wonder if I'll ever get back to see the awesome changes.
Memories, Used to go to school at Western Road, the cinema on a Saturday morning, Roy Rogers and Silver. Ahh memories, now I'm 60 and living in Norfolk. I remember fondly Huttons Fish Shop, Leos Ice Cream at the cricket green, the lovely ice lollies with cream on the top then red substance and a coca cola bottom. The buses turning round at the cricket green, the Cricketers pub where me dad used to have a pint of bitter ...see more
My wife moved to Sutton 1950 aged 4, now aged 60 and living in Norfolk we are rekindling memories of such a warm and inviting town. Memories come flooding back. The railway station, the cinema, the old tree outside Trueforms where my wife worked for 10 years. We are seeking information and photos of what used to be Elm Grove and Lawsons Fish shop (now Barclays Bank we believe). Memories of Sutton from the Green in 1968 to the station. Also any photos of Clyde Road Secondary School for girls.
I lived in Rose Cottage from mid 1965 to July 1966 when we were posted to Germany. At the time it was divided into two cottages. Myself, my husband and my 6mths old son lived in no2 which was the cottage on the left side looking front on. My husband was in the army. We had a choice of Rose Cottage or Apple Tree Cottage in King Lane. My next door neighbour was Margaret also an Army wife. We spent a fair bit of time on our ...see more
I own part of the building which is the second one on the left of the photo. Many years ago there was another building on the end, on the corner of Market St and Well Lane. Our building is now the Fat Frog Cafe and lots of customers come in and tell us that our cafe used to be Boots. However, from some of the more recent photos we can see that the building which is now gone was Boots. We think that the Fat Frog ...see more
I have a copy of this postcard and believe my sister and I are skating in the bottom left corner of the picture (unfortunately under the Frith logo on the image). The gentleman in the grey jacket leaning on the railings watching I believe to be my late father. Happy days! We were born in Rhyl and lived there until I was 10 years old. I still visit often but sadly the town is much changed - most of the beautiful ...see more
My Uncle Gus and Aunt May lived in South Street and I spent a number of holidays with them at Easter and during the Summer for 2 or 3 years in the early 50's. I loved climbing up to the Bury with my Aunt's nephews, Tony and Reg, where we spent many hours, often cutting sticks for bows and arrows. We also played in the brook which ran at the bottom of the field at the back of my Uncle and Aunt's garden. There was an ...see more
I recall happy memories of the Bathing Pool. It had two fountains spurting over fake rocks. We used to climb on these to cool off. In those days the Summers seemed to go on forever. The baths used to attract large attendances in those days. I can remember when the baths were closed on warm evenings. With a crowd of friends we would climb over the rear walls to enjoy free swimming until the police came and we would all ...see more
My husband & I will be moving to the area in July 2006 to retire from Scunthorpe after 34 years and remember our engagement party at the Grange & Links in 1971 it was a lovely evening enjoyed by all our friends we came from Louth on a coach, we were looked after very well by all the staff, we hope to visit the Hotel again. What super times we had in this area.
