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Just would like to know how she is now
Yea, I used to live in Brickfield Cottage just across from the swing bridge, and I remember carrying Nipper over that bridge with a compound fracture of his thigh, as he fell off the Wigs sheds, lol, we were borrowing pigeons from the sheds, lol.
My parents moved to Coffee Hall from London in 1977, there was me, my sister Emma and my mum and dad. Recently after 33 years on the estate they moved. I left it a while then went back to see what the old house looked like and it got me thinking back. I remember the first shop on Coffee Hall was a 7-11 then it went to an M+W store. I remember going to the youth club at the rear of the shops, the woman that ran it ...see more
I was born in 1936 at Concrete Cottages - Brampton. I would appreciate any photos of these old miners' cottages. My sister Margaret died there at the tender age of 10 years. My father was a miner at Darfield Main, we moved to Rother Street when I was 5 years old. I remember moving our few sticks of furniture on a horse-drawn coal cart, I was allowed to hold the reins, I felt like John Wayne in ...see more
I used to know a girl from that village, whom I met in Widnes many years ago, about 1957.
My wife's health was not that good, and, in 1961, she was sent for a recuperative fortnight at the Little Pond House. It was a convalescent home for children used by the NHS and had also been home to children from Europe sent there by International Help for Children after the war. During August, 2010 we managed to track it down and were shown round what is now a care home: it brought back many memories ...see more
Does anyone remember The Shipp Family who lived in Raynham Road and who went to Raynham Road School during the 1920's/1930's? My mum, Lily Shipp lived at No.22. She had tap and ballet lessons at the Tilly Vernon school (Bruce Forsyth - Bruce Johnson as he was then - was another member of the group.) She is still alive and has a good memory so if anyone has any questions, I'd be happy to pass them on to her.
My grandfather had a holiday home that was washed away in the 1953 floods, it was a very unsual property from what I have been told, but have never seen an image of it. It was 2 old railway carriages that sat overlooking the sea about a half mile north of Chapel Point. It would have been very visible and I would imagine fairly interesting for anyone ...see more
I was very interested to read Alan Perry's account of Shoebury Hall Farm and Jellicoe Square. My father used to camp there during the school holidays and spoke very fondly of Captain Townsend and the general set up. I believe his first wife died and he remarried (?Ann). Dad's tent was in Drake Square. I think that all the squares/plots were names of Royal Navy boats. Dad married my mum ...see more
I have researched my family tree and I am the son of a Henry Thomas Johns, who was part of a long lineage of fathers of the same name descending from Mevagissey. I think they owned 3 boats, Pet, Three Johns and Lizzy. I would like to know more about them and if there are any of our family still living there.
I was born in Kkidsgrove in a place called Back Heathcote Street, we lived there until I was four years old. I remember going to the shop at the top of Heathcote Sstreet with my older sisters to buy sweets. We then moved to Millstone Avenue, Butlane. As a child Dad would walk us up to Mow Cop, where we spent many happy hours. He would also take us on walks along the canel to Congleton, when we used to ask ...see more
The two photos are of Deal War Memorial Hospital on London Road. My brother's godmother, Margaret Paxton, used to be Matron of the Hospital. My father and brother had operations there, my grandfather passed on there and my godmother was a Head Nurse.
I have lived in Mitcham all my life. I was born at St Helier Hospital in 1955 and we lived in the nissan huts opposite what was then Pollards Hill High School in Wide Way, we lived next to a family called the Butlers and I went to school first at Alfred Mizen, then to Pollards Hill. I remember visiting my nan in Sunshine Way off Bond Road and we used walk down from the common at Commonside East through the path ...see more
Hello, I'm looking for information about my Gran who was a Sister at Pastures Hospital many years ago. Her name was Iris Jenkins/Severn and she was married to Harold Severn who was also a nurse there. If anyone has any information about her work at Pastures, please get in touch. Sadly my Gran passed away a few years ago and I would love to know what sort of work she did. Thank you.
For many years I enjoyed playing in Caerau park. Yet my best memories are of our train rides to Cymmer. When steam trains were the normal means of transport, with our pocket money on a Saturday, sometimes we would buy a return ticket to Cymmer - two villages seperated only by a railway tunnel. We would try to have a seated area to ourselves, open the windows and try to fill the carriage with smoke as we passed ...see more
I believe the church on the left is called Zion. Every Easter all the churches in Caerau would join together and march around the streets of Caerau, we as young children would join with the songs sang like "We are matching to Zion, beautiful, beautiful Zion." Many onlookers would be gathered on their doorsteps to watch this march of witness, even the men would come out of the clubs to watch us (in those days no pub ...see more
I lived both at Church Street, Caerau and at Lloyd Street, Caerau, the latter close to the library. Often as young people we would play snooker and table tennis at the library, sometimes even reading the newspapers there. Girls were never allowed in, and the place was always filled with smoke, for all the men that played on the tables would be smoking their fags.
Fond memories of Whitley Bay: Taking the 17 bus from South Wellfield to the bus station, Whitley Bay, with John Taylor. Dressed in our best (and only) Mod gear we would go to the Spanish City to seek out lasses and avoid attention of any Rockers! With only a tanner each in our pockets we could get two rides on the dodgems and walk home. On summer weekends the place was always packed, I remember ...see more
I think the chemist shop is on this road, along with the baths,
What a year 1961 was for me. Like others before me I arrived at Warnham not knowing what to expect but found a place of peace for the first time in my life where I was treated with kindness. When we arrived Ernest Savage and his wife Margariet greeted everyone in the hall and then we were whisked off by Miss Western and Miss Bedford for something to eat and then a bath before being given our school ...see more
Hot dog stall, Lewisham, Wooly's Saturday afternoon, Saturday morning pictures, Cheismans, Elvis, rock and roll, Chislehurst caves, jazz Saturday nights, chasing girls to get candle back, being chased by Deptford boys in Bedford van, clambering through the river tunnel under Cheismans, courting in Ladywellwreck, youth club in Davenport Road, Catford, watching the show on the bandstand in Mountfield Park, playing hide ...see more
I was born in Bampton in 1957, my family moved away to Dunstable to give us a start in life. I have always and always will reguard Bampton as my home. I visit when I can which is about once a year. I walk around the village which brings back lots of memories. The times I remember are of going to the fields in May to get wild flowers to make a garland to take around on the spring bank holidays, also watching ...see more
Each August Bank Holiday Monday Bampton, near Exmoor, is the venue for a huge village open day. This year's event featured a duck race, teddy bear parachuting form the top of St Michael's Church Tower, tombola, white elephant sales and special opening hours by most of the village's shops, cafes and pubs. For me the highlight was the entertainments offered in the Riverside Hall on a special music and talent stage. ...see more
My grandfather was a coachman at this place. He met and married my grandmother who was a tablemaid. I don't know the dates exactly, it could have been around this time. Names were Robert Nisbet Adam and Maggie macRady/Mcready. I'm looking for any information / old records....my email is: dot007@yahoo.co.uk
We typed in Castle Cary, Bonnybridge, Stirlingshire, FK4 2HP.....has the place been renamed?.
My grandfather was a coachman at this place. He met and married my grandmother who was a tablemaid. I don't know the dates exactly, it could have been around this time. Names were Robert Nisbet Adam and Maggie macRady/Mcready. I'm looking for any information/ old records....my email is: dot007@yahoo.co.uk
We typed in Castle Cary, Bonnybridge, Stirlingshire, FK4 2HP.....has the place been renamed?
My dad was born 1915 and I was born 1947. At the age of seven he went blind so he went to Queen Victoria Blind School in Newcastle till he was 15 years old. When he came out he learned to play the accordion, he went round the clubs in the North East and played to people in the pubs and clubs. When he was 6 he went blackberry picking on the Glebe pit railway line with my aunt, there was ...see more
I remember the houses being built in Raglan Way, during the 1950s.
With some friends I recall that we walked along the soil pipes, which had been laid at the bottom of trenches, probably that morning. We obviously broke the cement joints, as when we looked into the trenches the following day, "blue" coloured water was everywhere!
That was a bit naughty on our part and of course the drains had to be re-laid.
As a child our family stayed near the village of Blaenplwyf and as we passed Frondeg Farm my father always pointed out a field know as Cae Balloon (Balloon Field). Frondeg Farm had been farmed by his Grandfather and he had been ploughing the field one day when his horses and, I suspect he, had been startled by a huge balloon floating towards them. It landed in the field and by sign language, for they were French, ...see more
As a 12 year old boy scout from Dublin, Ireland I remember that our troop (the 26th St. Columba's) was the first from Ireland to hold our annual camp outside of Ireland. I remember camping at Quarr Abbey near the Solent. We swam in the Solent and I can remember one day swimming when one of the big liners passed by and we felt the swell from the ship. I remember the monks, ...see more
My parents opened a grocery store at the bottom of Hatherley Road in 1960. It had been a corn chandlers before run by the Jennings family. Dad redesigned the shop on "modern " lines as a mini supermarket. I have many happy memories of our time living above the shop. My brother and I would often take the grocery orders to the big houses in Hatherley Road and met many interesting people.
We were there when the snow fell ...see more
I was born in Gantshill in 1947 and my formative years were spent all around the area. I remember my meeting my mum for lunch at Sally Lunns sometimes during the school holidays as she worked at the Prudential Building. I went to Gearies girls school which no longer exists and when I left school I worked at a hairdressers shop in Cranbrook Road called Betta Waves which was run by an ...see more
I was evacuated to my grandparents' cottage in Oldends Lane, Rosetree Cottage. Their names were Helen Harris and William Harris. I remember going round to the Spa Inn pub and waiting in the garden for them, sometimes I was asked to pick the skittles up while the people were playing skittles. My grand's brother had a farm next to their cottage. Their names were George and May Harris. They were great times, at least I would go down there after the war with my mum, dad and sister.
I was born on the Garn in 1961 and shared very many happy days.
You didn't worry about locking your door or strangers because everyone knew everyone. My memories were:- sliding down the policeman's hill (as it was known then) when snow was snow, from top to bottom, knock out ginger, devil up the drain pipe on Halloween (naughty), fireworks especially jackijumpers, pictures on a Saturday morning cost 6d, ...see more
I wonder if anybody remembers Green Hedges. I believe it was a maternity home in 1941 as I was born there. I recently went to back to Ditchling and it is now an old people's home.
My mother went to Ditchling during 1940/41 to escape the war in London. My grandmother was a leading light in the Red Cross Movement and her name was Mrs. Winder, she was a doctor's widow. My aunt also lived there and her ...see more
My father, Peter Mansfield, owned this shop from c1955. He was an electrician and refrigeration engineer. I can remember filling cans with paraffin for my father to deliver. My future husband says he only married me because my father had petrol pumps and he could get cheap petrol. As a child we lived with my granadparents Lilian and Frank Mansfield up Bakers Lane. My brother David died earlier this year. My ...see more
Relatives of my mum, she is 85 years young, originally ran the Malt Shovel Inn in Crakehall. My mum was born in 1925 so this must have been the 1920s to 1930s. I have old photos of the Malt Shovel then but can find no records of them.
My mother has just reached 100 years of age. She was the grand-daughter of a Sarah Barker (née Ayling) who came out to Australia in her early 20's. Sarah had two brothers, David and Alfred Charles. Their parents were George and Betsy Ayling of Chiddingfold. The father had died and Betsy with daughter Sarah and son Alfred Charles migrated to Australia in 1882/3. Sarah married an Australian landowner, Henry Barker ...see more
I remember the bus station at Lancaster during and after the war. I found it, even as a child, somewhat evocative and I used to love the way the engines would throb while waiting to go and the places they were going, with magical names,such as Silverdale, Carnforth, Yealand Conyers, Nether Kellet. They fascinated me.
I remember living there in the married quarters when the war was over and my dad was posted there, must have been 1946. My dad was in the Kings Own Royal Regiment and we lived there for quite a short time and I went to school in Bowerham. I ived in Lancaster with my Auntie and Uncle who lived in Sulby Drive in Lancaster as well. My cousins were Brian, Leonard and Pat Redburn and I have lost touch with them competely I am afraid
My grandparents lived in Scarlett Cottages in Cowden. He was killed in the lst world war after which my grandmother moved away. My mum, aunt and uncle were 5 & 7 at the time. I know they were frienly with a lad whose parents ran a garege at that time and the children all attended the local school. My grandfathers name (John Smith) died in 1917 and his name is on the local war memorial there. Has ...see more
This view of children in Molesworth Street is fascinating - more than 100 years later our dance group entertained children and holidaymakers at the same spot. Our "Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers" joined up with the "Saffron Maids", and "Black Bess Border Morris" plus the "Ilfracombe Red Petticoats" to provide street entertainment as part of the Wadebridge Folk Festival. We danced near the Swan Inn ...see more
I was born in Catfoss at Astral House. Is there anybody out there who knows of this place and where it is today?
dmoore@leedsth.nhs.uk
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These are Bedfont memories of my father Peter Brunt, born in Bedfont in 1932. Does anything ring a bell with anyone?
Lawrence's orchard and chicken farm was opposite Bedfont School. The field next door to the school was the Bedfont recreation ground until 1940 when it was converted to an ack-ack, anti aircraft battery (army). In 1946 they got it back as their football field and still had some concrete ...see more
I'm shocked to the core to read the above message about the bloke being abused. I was at Taxal Lodge from 1989-92 and had an absolutely brilliant time there. The scenery in the winter from my bedroom window was outstanding and the summers were even better. All the social workers were brilliant and the activities we could do in the hills was something we would never have got the chance to do back in the city. I'm ...see more
I worked here and the manager was Mr Tremaine, good times then. The boy who worked the lights was Len Bowgen who lived at The Brook, Chatham but emigrated to America. I used to sell ice creams in the interval.
My sister and I attended Carlingcott Methodist Church and we were both in Cora Brock's class. Cora lived opposite the church. Mr Wines was the Sunday School Superintendant. At Easter the church was packed with people and we always had new cloths for Easter. Next to the church was Mr Nichol's farm and we use to by Morgan Sweet apples from him. Also in the village was Mr Wilcox's shop, who sold most things, ...see more
I remember Beatie Bebb had a horrid little Scottie dog that used to chase me around the road trying to bite me. I was terrified of it !!
My Grandparents lived in Swiss Cottage for many years. We used to stay there as children. When we first went there was no electricity and limited water. We had to go to bed with oil lamps and all food was cooked on the Aga in the kitchen. I loved it there. My sister and I would spend hours wandering in the Queen Elizabeth Forest. We also spent a lot of time feeding the pigs in the pig farm at the end of the garden.The ...see more
Wonderful memories of Greatstone. My fifth birthday. A picnic on the vast sandy beach, playing hide & seek in the sand dunes, swimming in the sea-the water I recall was rather murky & the beach very muddy when the tide went out but we kids didn't care. Later a trip on the Hythe Dymchurch Dungeness miniature railway from one end to the other. Stopping at Dungeness to visit the lighthouse. ...see more
My Grandfather's name was Gerald Arthur Seale, his father was game keeper at Halls Place in the late 1800's and early 1900's and his name was Gerald Walter Seale, I beleive that he lived in the Keeper's Cottage on the estate. My mother Violet Henson nee Seale remembered visiting Keeper's Cottage when she was young.
My maternal grandmother Catherine Rosser lived in Sardis Cottages, until she died in 1958, her husband William Henry Rosser lived there until his death in 1962. They are both buried in the local church
I was the eldest of six children,'the Allen Family', and spent all our happiest years in Redcliffe Bay and then Portishead, after coming from Britsol in the 1940s (our family was one of the casualties in the Bristol bombing). The lake was a special place to go, and really one of the only places in thse days. I spent my happy school / teenage years in Portishead and then moved to Bath where I now live. ...see more
My parents visited Knott-End-on-Sea many times, particularly in the September before I was born in March 1932. We used to stay at a house in Lune View with a family called Butler and Mrs. Butler nursed me many times when I woke during the night! They were a lovely family - I think the daughter was called Eva but cannot remember the name of their son. They moved to Fleetwood.
My parents and I visited ...see more
My grandfather and grandmother, Mr William Edward Massey known as (Bill) and Rose Massey, with Jack and Ruth Massey lived at Station House, Stockbridge Station.
Does anybody remember the above and have any pictures of the Station, including the Signal Box, Railway Bridge etc?
Kind Regards
Lee.....
I was born in East Hill in 1949. I remember going to Sunday School in the hall just down the road while the main church was being rebuilt. My brother and I went to Saturday morning pictures and about that time there was a yo-yo craze and they would have children up on the stage in the cinema in a yo-yo competition. I remember going to see a pre-fab with my parents thinking we might live there. I went to Merton Road ...see more
I used to holiday with my grandparents in West Huntspill in the mid 1950s.For a time we used to stay with a Mrs King. Heading west from The Globe you took a right turn at the crossroads past the traction engine and she lived on the left.
Then we stayed with a Mr and Mrs Hagget just over thre railway bridge in Withy Road.
We used to go to The Globe pub in the evenings, I think Mr and Mrs Hayes ...see more
My family moved to Newmains from Overtown, we lived in Woodside Crescent. My dad worked in Kingshill pit in Allanton. We always played in the street or went swimming in the Melvin. I attended Allanton primary school then Newmains J S.
I don't know if anyone remembers us. My father was stationed at Bentwaters and he, my Mom, my two brothers and I lived in Kelsale for three years from 1967 through 1970. They were three of the best years of our lives. We loved living in Kelsale. Everyone was so nice and welcoming. I was nine years old, my brothers were six and three. We lived in The Old Post Office on The Street. I am sure ...see more
The Regent cinema is showing 'Boom Town' which came out in late 1940 (IMDb).
My great-grand parents came from Isle of Whitehorn, their names were Dunlop or Loan, also my grandfather was John McQueen, my grandmother was Jane Loan. Any info please send to: margaretmchale@rogers.com
Thank you,
Maggie
This story written by Bee Snow 1928-2007 (nee Barbara Whitaker) about her childhood in Evershot,
Dorset.
Reared with three sisters, four brothers, four terriers and a jackdaw, I insisted by the age of five in accompanying this mixed mob on twice daily walks my mother decreed. We ran wild and free over the Dorset countryside. I supose largely tolerated because my father was the local GP.
We were really ...see more
Hi, My father was born in Gwespyr/Llanasa in 1900, his name was Arthur Joseph Smith. He and his brother William are listed on the village war memorial. Both having served in WW1, my father being 18 in June of 1918. His father, my grandfather was John Smith who worked in the area as a stonemason, my father indicated that grandad had worked on the Liverpool cathedral construction. Not sure whether this would be on ...see more
I remember Betty Edmounds from Adare Street, she used to live next door to me. She gave me a crucifix .Do you remember this Betty? Please contact me through this web site.
Hi, my father Arthur Joseph Smith was born in Gwespyr in 1900 he is listed along with his brother William on the war memorial, both having served in WW1, my father joined up in June of 1918 on his eighteenth birthday. Recalling from memories supplied by A.J. he lived in both the old post office and Rose cottage. My grandfather was John Smith who was a stone mason, he died quite a young man in 1913, from the ...see more
I was born in Oldham in 1944, we moved into a house in Smith Square just off Huddersfield Road in 1948 and stayed there till 1959. This house had no back door, no electric and no hot water. It was a tough life but the people were great. I have some fond memories of this place and if anyone has a photo of Smith Square I would love a copy, it would be greatly appreciated. My email is: frankhartley1@sky.com
My first job, after leaving Chippenham Secondary School in 1947, was in the Met. Office at RAF Lyneham. I sometimes cycled there from my parents' home at Box, between Chippenham and Bath. Airfield security seemed almost non-existent in those days, and one could go straight onto the station from the main road without even going through the main gate. As we were doing shift work at the office, the staff ...see more
There may be someone who remembers from Strone School, we had some good times in the Second World War, we did not how bad things were in Europe. It was the time we had the RN and the subs in the Holy Loch and the Wrens, they spoiled us with some types of food we could not get in the war. Some of us boys loved when the NAAFI boat came in and we wanted the blood oranges. Sometimes we would go down ...see more
In the 1960s, I remember watching Dalmilling Primary being built from my Ganny's window, my first day there when I was about eight and meeting all the new pals, school sports that I was useless at, egg and spoon was torture and getting into trouble for holding it down with my thumb, skinned knees from doing the sack race, scrap books, beds, drawn with those chalk ornaments I won at Cadonna's Shows, frying pan ...see more
My parents and I lived at Ford for a few months in 1939, having moved there from north London when my father started work for a building contractor on the airfield at Colerne. We had lodgings with a Mr and Mrs Pearce (or Pierce) at Mount Scylla Farm. It's a long time since I passed that way, but I was delighted to be able to recognise the place recently, on the Google maps and street view. The general ...see more
I lived in Baldersby St James at the begining of the war. I was with my grandfather and we lived in the house nearest to the schoolteacher's. My grandfather, Mr Hodgson, was caretaker for the school and the church, he used to work the bellows for the organ on Sundays. I remember that I was given a small bucket when I arrived in Baldersby so that I could go to the well and help to bring water to the house. I went ...see more
The gent walking towards the camera on the street is my great-grandfather and local postman William George Gronow. One of the pictures that takes prominence in all my family's homes.
Not sure of the year, but I went there as a child. I remember the roller skating rink, which was I believe opposite my family's chalet, and every now and then this vehicle came round which was named by locals as the 'The Jaywick Bluebottle'. as the toilets were outside, and this contrapsion used to come round and empty the Nelson toilets, wow! the smell was unbelievable. Does anybody else remember it? Also I ...see more
We used to cycle to this old mill in the late 1960s and early 1970s when I lived in Woolpit. My brother found a large ammonite fossil in the clay near this site. There were the gravel pits nearby and we always used to joke about falling into the quicksand if you went too far in the puddles of water. We used to catch tadpoles too - fond memories. I live in Australia now but the site of this old windmill still sticks in my mind as an icon of my childhood. Does anyone have a similar memory?
As I remember, the discipline there was tough, but at least you knew right from wrong and if you did something wrong you could expect punishment - nearly always the cane.
We all had to attend the church for assembly once a week and were marched there from our lines in the playground. At other times, except in bad weather when the interior glass panelled walls were pushed back to form a huge hall, we ...see more
Does anyone else remember the gassy gutter as we called it at Coxgreen? I still remember the lunatics sliding down it into the River Wear. This is before the footbridge was built and there was just a rowboat ferry there, it was actually the outlet for the effluent from the Washington Chemicle Co and I dread to think what was in it. We also used to play on the "space ships" (old storage tanks etc) on top of the ...see more
I attended Rowlett Road Infants and Studfall Junior School and Corby Grammar School. I lived in Irving Grove. I enjoyed growing up in Corby and I remember going to the dances at the Catholic School run by a lady named Nellie? The dances at the Boys School were good and the Grammar School square and barn dances. I also remember going with my Sisters to the Odeon on a Saturday morning and getting a Jubly and Lucky Bag ...see more
I remember the fun I had in the 1950s as a child playing such simple games like paldies, and kick the can. Lliving down the Raws everyone was your friend. The people of the Raws joined the children in playing rounders and other games. The only bad memory I have is of the nit nurse checking our heads at school. I was a child then called Connie Young. I hated being the one who had the nits, I couldn't do anything about ...see more
Growing up by the sea in the 1950s and 1960s was non stop fun and excitement. A fair amount of time was getting into all sorts of mischief, the humble pea shooter was bought out at opportune moments to pepper just about anyone or anything that moved. Being chased along the sea front by a policeman and irate motorist whose car we had targeted was just one example of our mis-spent childhood.
My good friend ...see more
The shop, Oakmere pet and garden supplies, 9 Rose Green Road, was a small electrical, radio and TV business back in the early 1960s. I worked there as a young lad in 1962/63 (the cold winter), the people renting the shop were Barry Marney, Doug Ball and the TV repair man Gerry Warboys, they came from south London and Hatfield respectively.
In the back garden was a small workshop where TV repairs were ...see more
My grandparents ran the Chocolate Box in Frimley Road, Camberley (now Camberley Kitchen Studios) and I spent my early life there after my parents' marriage broke down. I remember going to nursery school along a tree-lined street somewhere near Watchetts rec, probably in 1962/3. We were made to have a nap before going home each day and I recall low beds with grey ...see more