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My grandfather, Charles Arthur Evan, was signalman there. My mom Margaret Evans was born there in 1917, one of four daughters. She passed away nearly three years ago at 92 and as sharp as a whip. We emigrated to Canada in 1958. My mom and dad, James Peter Turner, knew so many of the folks in Tuxford and Carlton on Trent as they had the Fountain Hotel in Tuxford, also Cherry Tree Farm and a barbers shop on ...see more
I grew up in Welling from 1948 to 1963. Leaving it was the saddest moment of my life - one I have never really recovered from. So vivid were the memories, I wrote a book of my life's experiences - "Cool Among The Flames." You can find it at Lulu Publishing, Amazon or Barnes and Noble.
Anyone who remembers that time and place will shed a tear reading it. I still do!
If a more ...see more
My family owned Town End farm in High Casterton from (at least) the mid 1600s to 1878. It was originally owned by Nicholas Hynde, but was inherited by his daughter Jane who married Joseph Baylie/Bayley, and was handed down through the family until it was sold by James Bayley in 1878. I'd appreciate any information available about life in old Casterton, or about Town End farm (corner Well Lane and Chapel House Lane) in particular.
My grandfather ran the Harvester Inn from 1940 (I think it was called the New Inn then) to the mid sixties His name was Maurice Herman and he ran it with his wife Elsie. I would go there in the summer holidays from about the age of four - 1958, as we lived in Oxfordshire, it seemed a long way to go in those days. I remember the inside (upstairs, I was not allowed in the bar) with steps leading to different levels. ...see more
Born 1937 in Swan Cottage (demolished for road widening), one of four children, father farm worker for the Jeffrey family. Then moved to Port Ledge where father moved to work and lived in a cottage near a big house about 5 minutes from beach. By this time Port Ledge was a hotel where Miss Vickers was manager. When I was about 10 I helped to take teas to holiday-makers on the lawn, at that time there was ...see more
My grandparents moved to Frinton-On-Sea in 1959 and for the whole of my childhood I spent a week or so of every school summer holiday with them in their bungalow. I clearly remember walking down Connaught Avenue with my brother and grandfather on the way to the beach. The picture shows the end of the avenue closest to the sea. The two sets of similar canopies on the ...see more
Hi Peter, My twin brother David and I used to play with you when we stayed at my grandparents in Ynys Fach Ave. This must have been in the sixties? You lived at the top of the road and we'd have good times playing together. We lived in Birmingham at the time. My auntie still lives in Ynys Fawr Ave and we usually visit once a year. I hope all is well with you.
If you look at the photograph of The Wells, on the crossroad that leads up the hill to Midland Road, the first shop on the corner used to be Barclays Bank but before then it was a tobacco shop and sweet shop combined. In the 1920s it was considered an offence for young lads and lasses to stay on the street and even if they were not causing bother if they hung around in groups it was more than likely that some ...see more
My dad, even though married he was one for playing the field. Mother was taking care of my brother's kids (his wife had died, he was a Flight Sargent), Mother was miles away and Dad played about. One afternoon he had picked up a woman and took her home to our house. Passion was running smooth as they were in the kitchen. Suddenly heavy footsteps came up the twenty-odd-feet passageway towards the kitchen door. The ...see more
I am tracing my ancestors as my mum and siblings were brought up in a home. Her grandfather was a Prison Warden at HMP Chelmsford around the 1900s and his father was a blacksmith. That's all we have apart from addresses on the BMD Certificates. 2 Buckhurst Villas/Village Springfield and what looks like (but not clear) 1 Devon Terrace Chelmsford. Anyone with any info - it would be enlightening and we would be very very grateful (and excited). Thank you.
I was born at no 7 Ashmount Road N15, went to Earlsmead school, all the roads was open then due to me being run over when very young so all residents got together and got the roads closed to through traffic. The small park was our playing field for football and other sports, unofficial of course, in winter we kids used to make ice slides down the road, it was great, not so many cars on the road them days, kids was ...see more
I have great memorys as a kid, we moved to 11 Church Street in 1971, my dad taught me to ride a bike on the footpath the side of the vicar's house opposite the church where my dear old nan is. My dad Roger Stapley still lives in the village. My dad was a farmer who worked for the late Mr Lucas. My grandad Vern also still lives in the village, he used to work the farm in Church Street which is now a posh ...see more
I understand my father's parents were farmers in Cold Hiendley. There was a large family and my father was born there in 1879. I would like to visit one day and to find the place where this family lived. My father's education was at a Dame School and I think the religion of the day in those parts was Methodist. I would be gratful for any links anyone can provide. Thank you, Best wishes.
I remember my time at Hugh Bell Grammer School, it was a great school, I well remember the typing teacher he was ex Airforce and had a handlebar moustache. If anyone spoke during his lessons a blackboard rubber would come flying down the classroom. Another teacher we had used to dye her hair the same colour as the clothes she was wearing. The school was just down the road from Old Mans Park which ...see more
I was born in 1934 and my first home was 15 Stoneycroft Road. We lived there until 1937 when we moved to 19 Claybury Road. I remember going down the air raid shelter under the Woodford Bridge Green. It was a damp, claustrophobic place comprising a series of concrete tunnels and I have the impression it was always crowded. I remember standing on the top of Millman's Hill or Drapers Hill as it was sometimes ...see more
Is there anyone out there from the 1960s who used to to all meet up at the site on a Friday night looking forward to a long weekend: Ronnie, Semone, Stew, Dek, Davy, Jim, Linda, Kipper, George, Norman, Brenda, Jeff, Trevor, Brian, Gillian, Jim, Sally, Blue, John. just to name a few.
I did not mention in my post on Brough Farm that Mrs. Stephenson, mentioned in the opening paragraph, is in her 103rd year and resides in a nursing home in the SW of England.
We use to travel with our relations for one week all together, about 12 of us. I believe the price for a week for a family of four was about £5.00. We traveled with WTA coaces from Maryland Point, Stratford E15, the coach company does not seem to be mentioned on the webb anywhere? I believe they were remamed Galleon Tours. My brother and I won the fancy dress competition a couple of times dressed as the boys that didn't ...see more
I remember playing down the docks on a Sunday when there was no trains. Fishing off the old pier. Collecting sea coal off the shore. Building a fire and roasting potatoes. Listening to 'The Man in Black' on a Saturday night. A bottle of Careys Cola and a fourpenny bag of Peter Tortelly.s chips. Magic.
I lived on Muntz Street, Small Heath from 1963-1973 at number 143. It was right on the bend, a three-storey house with three bedrooms, two reception rooms, a small kitchen and an outside loo in a concrete yard. I have loads of memories of my chilhood there. Like the times me and my brother Philip used to play marbles in next door's garden because they had soil. They were the Roberts, there were a lota of them but I ...see more
My father was killed in the Malayan emergency and I was sent to live with my grandmother, Kezia Stedman, in Costly Street, Ivybridge.
I went to Sunnyside school. Sophie Harris was the lady who ran the school.
Then I attended Plympton Grammar, now Heles School, I believe.
I have seen photos of modern day Ivybridge and have no desire to revisit.
Firstly, Troedy was in Glamorgan not Gwent or Monmouthshire as it was then known. However, the postal address was New Tredegar, Monmouthshire.
I was born at 1 Chapel Road in my grandfather's house. Sam and Sarah Ward had four children, Matty, Dave, John and Rhonwen. Matty, my mother was the oldest. My father and his family lived at 57 High Street. He lived with his grandmother Jane, my Uncle Ol ...see more
Gus (not his real name, just a nickname) was a great big guy with a great heart who used to have a chippy over the bridge, his chips were proper chips, you know proper ones. He moved shop to where Foxon's is now. I used to go out with Liz Foxon, her dad hadn't got much' he always used to say it would happen to me' guess what, it has, loss of hair that is. I've many more fond memories to share if you'ld like to hear ...see more
My memories from / about Bibury are: I was born there in Bibury Cotts - 15 April 1947. My parents were married there - George Lacey / Joyce Iles. My grandparents lived at number 8 Arlington Row. My parents marriage was actually a double marriage as my aunt (my mum's sister Josephine) was married at the same time to Jack Causey. My brother was also married in Bibury (reception at the Swan Hotel). My grandfather ...see more
Well, about 1959 ish! The headmaster was Mr Fennel, teachers Mr Anderson, Mr Philips and Mr Ladds, air force moustache and all! who was my class teacher. Classmates Bernard Dunden Dave Catt. PE teacher taught nothing but basket ball, I hated it and him!! Lived at 128, Brook Road, Boreham Wood with Mum and sister Margaret. Got an apprenticeship as an instrument maker at Thomas Mercer in St Albans. Cycled there every day!
I remember hot August afternoons strolling round the ruins of St Rule's Tower. I stayed in two halls of residence - Wardlaw Hall and University Hall - each of the two years I attended the RSCDS Summer School and after a strenuous morning of dancing lessons it was lovely to get out in the open air around the old Cathedral. Elizabeth and I bought a souvenir which we still have more than 40 years later - a decorated tile of the ruins which we use as a tea pot stand!
Corby Odeon 1967ish...
As a child and living on Gainsborough Road with two sisters and one brother, I have great memories of the Saturday morning adventure my eldest sister took me and my brother on (my other sister being too young to go). First we would get our pocket money (not a rich family but 3 x 6d or a tanner was money well spent my mother used to say). We would get the 426 bus to the town centre then ...see more
A lovely children's nurse called Lilian Howie comes from Wormit. I knew her when she was training as a Nursery Nurse at the Princess Christian College in Manchester in the 1960's. I - and her nursing college friends - would like to know she is happy and well as we have no news from this lovely Scottish nurse for a great many years!
Hello, I was born in 1946. Due to my father's illness I was placed as a child in a social services home/school. The house was very large with a huge staircase, I thought it was 'Wellington's house'. I learnt farm work, and went to local craft fetes and won a prize for making a lampshade. I believe an Australian man 'Bill' and an english woman 'Barbara' were two of the adults who ran the place. I remember happy ...see more
While my father was having his house built in Thornton Grove he rented rooms from Mrs Parry who lived at "Marden", a vast rambling Victorian pile at the end of Westfield Park, not far from the church. She had a gardner called Mr Hedges; how appropriate! Next door there was a family with a son a similar age to myself. One day I was invited to join the family on an outing. I recall nothing of the ...see more
On the right, between the first and second trees there was AJC Motors, apart from Cornwall Garage, the local garage and filling station. The premises comprised an office on the street with an arch at the side leading to the workshop.
Standing on the pavement, but hard against the office wall, was the petrol pump. It had a huge boom which was swung out across the pavement so as to serve petrol to cars drawn up on ...see more
I used to live at the neighbouring house, The White House, owned by a Miss Charman. She also owned the above cottage and rented it to the Charly Williams family. He was the local green grocer. There was Joe, Mrs. Harris and old lady Williams ...Mrs Harris was her daughter and she was the cook at the local school which I attended.
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In my day there was a triangular grass island where Old Redding met the Oxhey Lane; that possibly saved my life. What is not apparent from the photo is that Old Redding is a 1 in 9 incline. One day, whilst seeking more exciting places to use my go-kart (that is an unpowered vehicle comprising four pram wheels on a wooden plank with rudimentary steering and no brakes) my chums and I decided to try our luck at ...see more
On reading peoples of Daccombe I'm surprised no one has mentioned the famous Treacle Mine, probably a secret closely guarded by the villagers themselves. Maybe I've now let the cat out of the bag!
Anyway in 1921/22 my Nan and family lived for a while in a cottage in the village owned by a Farmer Rowe. Although I personally have no connection with the village I well remember being taken for walks ...see more
My dad had a shop in Kennards Arcade, mending, making and selling dentures. I helped him on Saturdays selling his own brand of denture cleaner called 'Sparkdent'. My first half-crown pay was spent on a Buddy Holly album that I still have. A family story goes that one of his lady customers came dashing in and asked for a new pair of dentures as hers had fallen into someone else's basket of veg/fruit in Surrey Street Market and she did not dare to ask them for them back!
I lived in Upton Park throughout my childhood and also attended St Mary's School in Herschel Street.
I also recall regular visits to the ABC cafe after school in my teens.
The Crown Hotel was just about opposite the ABC, on the corner of the High Street.
The Granada Cinema was a favourite haunt, as was the Adelphi where I first saw the Beatles. I had a Saturday job in Timothy Whites the chemist in the High Street and also ...see more
I lived there for 20 odd years and had the best time of my life there. Now I am 40 and I still remember it like it was yesterday but it was a sad day when it got pulled down. But I still have fond memories of Amberley Street, thank you.
There was strong competition among us young lads in the 1950s to be allowed to help Horace, our local United Dairies milkman, with his milk round in Hillview Road, Grimsdyke Road and Sylvia Avenue.
Horace would allow two of us to help him deliver and in return we were given a one third size bottle of orange squash and a ride on the seat on top of the cart at the end of the round! It ...see more
I used to work in the High Class Department Store opposite to The Walk. It was owned by the Haworth family, with the gentleman's outfitters next door owned by another member of the same family.
When the store was ready for closing at the end of the day and with no customers there, we used to look across to the people coming from the walk and 'claim' any handsome man and say to our friend '..but that one is yours' .. ...see more
My name is Bill Mitchell - when young in Wheatley other children called me Billy. Some of my old school friends still live in or around Wheatley. My father had a shop in Station Road for a while selling electrical goods, and he used to do electrical wiring. My mother who was in the W.I. died February 2011 in a home near my sister's house in Spilsby, Lincs. I remember the terrible winter of 1963. On the way home ...see more
It was about this year -1960 - I did PTS nurse training at Arrowe park - does anyone remember me? Sister Happell was on A1, the children's ward at St Cath's - she was an amazing sister - strict but brill.
Whilst doing our family history, we discover that the Andrews family were former proprietors of The Kings Head in Milborne Port. His name was Frederick James Andrews and his wife Annie. His son, Frederick Elisha Andrews married my Great Aunt, Stella and he went on to manage a small brewery near York. In the 1890s Frederick Elisha was a boarder at nearby Gillingham Grammar School.
I came from a family that lived in Eltham, South East London, and we spent many a happy year at Jaywick. We did not have much money and my aunt used to treat us every year to a holiday. Me, my mum, my cousin Debbie and my aunt would pack up our case and off to Jaywick we would go. I remember getting so excited as we drove down the beach road, the journey at the time seemed so long. We would book in and then run to the ...see more
My recollections are from the mid 1950s to early 1960s. These were happy days wandering the Longdendale Valley and the Torside Reservoir, usually with guitar slung over my shoulder in the company of Olwen Brown, a local 'Tinsel' lass who lived in the last house before the cricket ground! (She had a younger sister 'Vivienne'.). I believe the family emigrated to 'Australia' in the 1970s. Now! - are there any of the ...see more
My fathers parents, Edward and Winifred Simmons, ran the general stores in the Parade at Otford in the 1950s and early 1960s. My mother, her sister and parents, Grace and Alfred Maddock, lived in Bubblestone Road. My parents started courting after going to a dance at Otford Village Hall and were married at St Bartholomews Church, Otford in 1953. Their early married life was spent in ...see more
I am honestly not sure when I was at Port Regis. I know it was around 1966 as as I remember the Abafan Disaster being on the news and the song 'Little Donkey' lol. I was there because of a head injury I suffered in the early 1960s. My memories are stark, they incude the massive garden, woodlands, with a house that I thought lived a witch lol. The daily rituals of attending church, rosary beads etc. All the school ...see more
In a sketch I have dated October 1881 there is a cord hanging down from the bell down the outside wall with a hand pull. The name on the sketch it is Wasldale church. Possibly by Beatrix Potter or E Rawnsley.
I have some paperwork and letters relating to my adoption in 1955. Apparently, this was a rescue maternity home managed by the formidable (sounding) Winifred M. Hellmuth SRN SCN.
The house appears to have been known as Lahai-Roi, a phrase with some religious conotations.
I have a flyer, with a picture on the front, the 1953 income and expense accounts inside, together with a list of the ...see more
I remember fondly working during school holidays selling ice creams on Bournemouth beach. I worked for the Corporation and had to wear full length white overalls and push a large yellow barrow filled with ice creams. Used to park it on the west cliff and walk along the beach selling ice creams Has anyone got a picture of one of us ?
I was born in 1950. I lived with my grandparents for a number of years at 17 Dunnsdale Road, their names were Annie and Billy Walters, my mum was Carol Walters. I had loads of relatives. Nancy Green my aunt lived Manor Road. I have many wonderful memories of Maltby, it was great growing up there in the 1950s. I remember the open air pool at the craggs, the cinema, my mum used to work there, no longer there. I remember my ...see more
I was interested in Doris's memory of the rink in that her boyfriend at the time was George Pennington, sax player. I knew Geoge and we played together from time to time in dance bands at the Rink. One band I remember was Bob Forbet. I played drums. Also another local band was Fernley Mitchell. It all seems light years ago but, yes, great memories. I remember one Friday night there was a group turned up to play in ...see more
I remember being evacuated to Doveridge with my sister Brenda. We stayed with a family called Lloyd, the mother was Marie and the husband was Lou, they had three daughters called Jean, Joyce and Dawn. If anybody remembers my sister and me or the family we stayed with I would love to hear from them. We stayed in a small cottage next door to the school in the village about 500 yards from the church with the large so called ...see more
I remember Grand Drive in the mid 1950s as in the photograph. I was a teenager at the time. To the left of the fence were fields where horses were kept. It's all built up with a housing estate now. So sad to see the way a lot of the whole area of Raynes Park and Morden has been vandalised by developers.
We moved from Weymouth to Kingston Russel just after have taken the 11+ exam at St. John's school. When I started at Long Bredy school I only remember one classroom and one teacher. Hand bells and country dancing stick in my memory as things that we did there. And the teacher taught me how to build a model glider from a kit. I was very struck by the dialect of my new school friends who used words that were like ...see more
I was born in Battersea in 1939. We lived at various addesses. There were five of us. I was the youngest and my eldest brother Charles was born in 1930 in Victoria Dwellings. I went to William Blake Secondary Modern School. Our last address before I got married and moved out of London was 89 Surrey Lane. I remember my mother saying as a girl her mother used to walk passed the house that had a grid down to a ...see more
This is the hospital where I was born in July 1947. My parents were living in Penycae at the time but in 1951 moved to England for my Dad's job. Apart from a brief visit to a relative in Wrexham in 1960, I have never returned to Wales and it is now my ambition to see Trevalyn Manor and Penycae.
I have some lovely memories of staying with my auntie Madge Dale in Adolphus Street in Whitburn in the 1960s with my mum and dad. As a small child I used to sleep in a tiny attic bedroom where my mum Doris Goodall (who came from Jarrow) used to sleep in when she went to Whitburn for her holidays, with her family, she shared the tiny bedroom with her sister and brother in one bed when they were small ...see more
My grandmother Annie Alice Lawrence born 1886 Mitcham is buried in a family grave with her parents George Lawrence born 1854 Mitcham and Sarah Anne Lawrence born 1856 (Duke) Beddington. My grandmother Annie married Thomas Baker born 1885 Mitcham and was a Master Builder. My grandparents lived at Newton House, 1 Commonside West and had one daughter my mother Lois June Lawrence Baker born 1921 Mitcham.
I was treated at Farnham Park for a back problem in 1981. At the time I had been having various different treatments for six months for supposed sciatica. In 2007 I had an X-Ray on my back, and an old L1 break was discovered. This I think was the cause of the problem in 1981, but had probably healed itself by the time I was sent to Fanham Park. At Farnham the staff got me mobile again with exercise and ...see more
Some more teachers that I remember are Miss Cooper, Mr Nicholson, Mr Downs, Mrs Irish, Mr Stevens (I think he went York to start his and his wife's own buisness), Mr Howarth the garden teacher, and Mr Thorpe the woodwork teacher. Some of these teachers moved to the new school that opened down Abbotts Road in August/September of 1963, I was 12.
In 1964 I started teaching at Brookfield School, Kirkby. and stayed "in digs"in Aigburth, Liverpool. For several years Lime Street Station was my arrival and departure point as I travelled between Liverpool and Swansea. Lime Street had changed a lot since 1890 but St George's Hall , with its many pillars, was still there. Around the corner, in Ranelagh Place, was the Adelphi Hotel, where Harold Wilson stayed ...see more
I used to live at Spring Villa on the main road in Birch Vale in the 1970s and what fond memories I have from Birch Vale! My three older brothers and I used to walk up behind the house through some farming land and across to the quarry where we would spend many hours exploring the gravel pit pond for pond life, bicycling down the hill, playing in some sort of strange cement pool that was always full of discarded ...see more
Hi, I also remember Pengam, I went to school in the 1950s, a Mr Preist was the head then. I used to come down from Fairveiw through the arch and into the school. I love looking back and how wonderful Wales was. I'm living near London now. I used to sit and look at the steam engines at the station just by Pengam pit bottom, great days.
The boy on the bike is me (Eric Brigham), I lived at the post office with my parents who owned it (from memory) from 1967 to 1976. I was five years old in this picture. My father Gordon Brigham sold this postcard and others of the village. These were happy years for all of my family, such a nice village and people.
At Royston Senior school, I was a young lad of 14 and although the lads did not know it, I was quite strong and could do a man's job such as lifting heavy sacks of grain and humping bails of hay. Although I was a quiet lad and never sought out wanting to fight with anyone let alone pick a fight, there was a time when a lad by the name of John Cadman had been trying to interest some of the lads in the school ...see more
My mum and dad got married here in 1964, John Jackson and Joan Davenport, it was gorgeous inside. As a child I lived on Salford Brow and spent many happy days around the area :)
Picture of Holmwood Cottage on the right, with what was then the coach house, now Coachman's Cottage, on the left. Holmwood Cottage was originally part of the Holmwood Park estate.
If I am correct, this was the house my grandfather Henry Oliver grew up in. He lived here with his family until he was around 20 I believe, and it was sold for around £30,000! I think this would of probably been around 1950 when it was sold, however I am not sure of the facts. Such a big beautiful house, it's a shame such properties are not kept as one these days. There is also meant to be a ghost - a lady who walks the lake! Not sure how many people have heard of this.
I lived in the Gables House on Haywood Lane from the age 6 to 10 years. The period was during the early 1950s. I believe the car on the left of this photo may be my father's parked ouside the Gables house. I attended Deepcar C of E infants and junior school during this period. My father was Works Manager of the two General Refractories brick works on Station Road, Deepcar. The junior school head master was Mr ...see more
I lived in Consett from the mid-fifties onwards and have many mixed memories.
One distinct episode was the burning of the REX cinema.
I was living in the Black Horse in Front Street at the time and remember being woken early that morning by my family shouting and running about in the house. My aunt was the Stewardess of the 'Top Club', or Consett Working Mens' Club to give it the formal ...see more
Does anybody have memories of the Parakeet Cafe, in Northdown Road. We all used to hang out there in the early 1960s. There are lots of memories of those days. So many names come back. Buzz, Anthea Prentice, David Gradus, Terry Gold, Mike Jerome, Jo-anne, Brenda from the hairdressers, Cathy Mudge, Pam and Doug, Alex with his three wheel car (the fourth one came off going down the hill into Folkstone) etc etc. Anyone out there?
I have great memories of living in Prees from 1958-1968, my late husband's parents, Wright and Gladys Speed had lived in Primrose Lane in the village for many years. We moved into the house next door which is now the kennels. My husband had lots of family living in and around the village, including Nellie and Vic Grocott (whose son still runs Grocontinental). Our 4 children loved living in the village and have lots of ...see more
Does anyone remember the Fullwell Cafe? it was on the left hand side of Tomswood Road just past Albany's wood yard. My father Peter Full owned and ran it between 1960-1968. It was pulled down to make way for the bungalows that are still there. Those were the days!
Dolcorsllwyn Hall is an imposing, Elizabethan-style , family mansion, situated on the banks of the River Dovey between the villages Cemmaes Road and Mallwyd. The Hall is situated in its own grounds with access via a short tree-lined drive from the main road. At its entrance is the privately owned Old Coach House. The Hall is now owned by the trustees of the Dolcorsllwyn Hall Association and used as a ...see more
l think it was 1957 but am not sure. l remember my stay at St Mary's very much. After my first 2 weeks of being home-sick l loved it, the nuns and nurses were so kind. l remember beetroot with every meal and going down the steps to the sea. l was there for 6 weeks for Christmas and my birthday and we had a Christmas party and l also had a birthday party. The sea was so rough but it was great. l had never ...see more
I lived at Bowyers in Steep Marsh for five years and ran Country Riding Stables with my parents. We had 20 horses and ponies and I taught so many children to ride. They were really happy days and even now I regret giving it all up and moving on. I tried to find SteepMarsh on my way home from Portsmouth last year and it has all changed so much I did not recognised it. I just could not find the village at all. i loved to ...see more
I went to this school in 1977-80. I started in Hawthorn House and Mr Holland's class, he was a good teacher. Then moved next door to Beech House and Mrs Bowcock's classs. I know I wasn't abused there or bullied because my parents would have took me out. I went there because I was on crutches because of an operation on my hip. There was a lot of kids there with differant disablities.
I do ...see more
My oldest friend lived in Sarratt, went to Durrants School. We have been friends for 50 years. She lived on the lane named above. We both now live in the States. Her name is Pat Baker, mine is Liz Blades.
I was born in Stanwell in 1959, my parents bought a new house off Oaks road called Lindsay Close. Many hours were spent in the lovely park where we played tennis and crazy golf. My sister and I belonged to Woodcraft which was held in the village hall, we also did ballet lessons there. It was a really pretty village and I just loved the old shops and houses around the village green.
I have many fond memories of Greywell. My grandad William Edwin Poulter was born there in 1908. He built his bungalow 'Coomberry' and he used to bell-ring at the church. He lived there till he was about 90 before moving into a home and he sadly died in 2003.
