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So I see it now again after so many years the shop on the corner with that sign Lofthouse's Newsagents above the entrance I went under many times to collect my comics hot from the presses of D.C.Thomson of Dundee: Beano (Thurs), Dandy (Tues), Beezer (Tues), Topper (Fri), though not The Wizard, that was mostly words not images paid for me by my dear late Grandmother Annie Turnill (nee Flint) of 15,Manvers ...see more
I was born in Barnet, but we lived on Hatfield Garden Village estate from 1949. My mother still lived there until July last year where she died peacefully in her chair. Over the sixty years I have seen many changes, most of them disappointing. I remember Hatfield Common before they built the shopping precinct in the 1960s. The White Lion pub, Blue Seas fish and chip shop and Dollimore's the greengrocer's ...see more
I was born in Barnet, but lived in Hatfield, 9 miles away. My grandfather was a stonemason and his father Walter Skinner had a Stonemasony business in East Barnet Road. Walter's father came from Wakerley, Northants, where all his family were stonemasons. I spent a lot of time in my childhood (1950's/60's) in Barnet and remember going to Barnet Fair with my cousin Carol. My brother and I used to walk ...see more
I remember, Colsons and Jopson Cafe bars were all the teenagers used to get together. Also Cafe Roma in Bond Street, another teenage haunt.
I had relatives who lived in Oldham and we used to go on holiday there. They were such great times. We would set off early in the morning with a packed lunch and walk up the penines to Hartshead pike. We would go down the fout and through Sally's Hole. The address we stayed at was Twelfth Avenue, Abby Hills, Oldham. Try as I will, I cannot find any trace of this address. My uncle who was my mother's brother was ...see more
46 Bridge Road at Cove is very significant to me because I was born in Bridge Road, no 46, on 29th June 1943, in the photo of Bridge Road it is the second house on the left, opposite Cove Supply Stores, so I'm sure my mother would have gone in there. What I can remember is a wooden rocking horse which was behind the front door, my sister Kathleen and myself used to ride the hell out of it, also in the back shed was ...see more
In and about 1960 I was a boy who spent many an hour down the burn, at one end just below the station part of the burn had very sturdy concrete walls at either side, these walls were some sort of supports or foundations, they could have been part of a high bridge from the colliery to the station, possibly during the war years. I would like to know if anyone else remembers this, or knows what they were.
e/mail wardley41-dur@yahoo.co.uk
I was at Rosary Priory 1964-1970, with Sister Teresina, Sr Perpetua, Sr Bernadette, Sr Dupazzi and Sr Alphonsus. Happy days! Friends I remember include: Deirdre Bos, Carolyn Coleman, Lorraine Vacquier, Anne Mills, Diane Cleur. Memories of dancing, at school and on Friday evenings Hemel Hempstead, the coaches, elocution lessons, singing Beatles songs, giggles in the chapel, tennis, the smell of floors polished by ...see more
Seeing the photos of Hatch End Broadway in 1965 brought back memories of how it felt to live there at the time. We moved to Hatch End that year, when I was ten, from Pinner Green. I especially remember W H Smiths, with long newspaper and magazine counters either side as you went into the shop, and further through to the pens and stationery. My dad would buy his newspaper there on the way to the station every ...see more
I moved to Northwood in 1978 when my work transferred from Glasgow to London. Although most of my local shopping was done in Northwood itself, sometimes my wife and I would come down to Northwood Hills as there were a few things we couldn't get locally. This view is taken from the pavement outside Northwood Metropolitan LIne station looking towards the roundabout at the north end of the ...see more
Before the Harrow Arts Centre moved to its new swanky premises in Hatch End, it occupied a collection of what appeared to be old school canteen buildings just opposite the Alma pub. There is little trace of the site now as some new shops have been built there. I remember going to this original Arts Centre in the late 1970's with my piano accordian. I played for a clog dancing class ...see more
This is not a memory but I wanted to say how lovely it is to find this picture on your page. I am doing my family tree and my Grandad Frank Dyer and many more of my ancestors came from Shalford/Jaspers Green. All of them seem to have married at St. Andrews Church and now I have seen what it looks like. My cousin has visited the Church and tells me that many of the Dyer family are buried in the Churchyard. I hope to visit soon and look forward to it
Greenford market, that's where the buses terminated. If you were quick you could jump off the back of a bus at the corner when it turned into Windmill Lane, that way if the bus was going further than the market it saved you walking back - always good if you lived at Stanhope Road. There was a fruit stall opposite the market as well as the big one on the Greenford Road. Does anyone remember the little fruit stall ...see more
I wonder If you can help me please. We lived in Grygrymney, near Brithdir Tirfill. We moved to Yorkshire in 1963, against my dad's wishes. My dad was William Fuller, known as Billy Fuller. My mum's name was Vera Fuller. My name is Glenys. My siblings were Billy, Janette, and Tony. They attended schools near. My Nan, Mam Bishop, lived in Brithdir. My dad was born in 1928, as was my mum, Vera. I ...see more
Paul Martin is right saying the premises were Mogg's toy shop. He owned the shop, was the local cubmaster and I am almost certain he was the local Father Christmas. Obliquely opposite was a small grocer and I was once given 6d. to go into the shop to buy 2 bottles of Heinz salad cream by a lady who was entertaining at home and had already exceeded her ration!
I remember the old cottages alongside the castle and the wonderful indoor baths. I have often tried to find pictures of the baths (inside and out) but if anyone has any to share would love to see them.
I am writing this on behalf of my Dad, Harold Holmes nicknamed Tiny who is still alive at the age of 91, the oldest male born in Saltfleet. He was born in Saltfleet in 1919 son of the local baker Alfred & Elizabeth Holmes. Educated at the Saltlfeet School on the main road & eventually continuing the small holding from his dad at Home Farm. He played football for Saltfleet as the goal keeper winning division 2 ...see more
I lived on Leigh Road within spitting distance of Hilton Park. I worked at Leiigh Infirmary as a Cadet then Pupil Nurse. My dad played in Bedford Church Band. My social life was going to the The White Horse on Railway Road for the Folk Nights. Also nipping across to the Geroge and Dragon. I had some wonderful times around Leigh. I must mention the Casino, great nights, also the Garrick Club where we saw the great Georgie Fame. I moved and married in 1971. Maiden name Taylor.
I have lots of fond memories of Cayton Bay as a child in the late 1960s/70s, the only place we knew and loved. Mam had a caravan there, following in her mam's footsteps. We loved to get there in the school holidays, even the 3 hour journey there with all us kids taking turns to share the sick bucket didn't put us off going. We all crammed in my Uncle Bill's car, God knows how we all fitted in but ...see more
I was delighted to read your comments about Braintree Road and Chipping Hill School. My grandfather was the Farm Bailiff of Half Hides Farm - William Appleton and I spent my very early life living Half Hides Farm. I was born in 1941 and my parents moved to Braintree Road, Number 37 when I was 18 months old. I attended Chipping Hill School and later I went to to the Church School in Guithaven Road. I ...see more
My family came to Basildon in 1957 as part of the overspill from London. My late father was a toolmaker and was offered a job and a house. Money was tight and we made out own entertainment. Collecting wood from the fields where the town centre now stands, fruit picking from the cleared lots waiting for development. When the shops started being built (my memory is that Woolworth was the first opened ...see more
1965. Wes and me got back from the Smoke wi nought and needed a job, he got started at the leather works on Scotchy Road and I got started at the Lead Works which is now the site of the Arena. There were two sides to this place, the lead smelting side and the aluminium smelting side, I got into the aluminium side which pleased me as the lead side was a bit naughty with all the fumes and protective clothing including ...see more
My grandfather, Fred Wheeldon, was born at New Brimington on Princess Street, and he married Margaret Wheeldon where they lived on Ringwood Road before moving onto the White City in 1952, when it was first built. My mum, Kath Wheeldon, still lives in the same house 59 years later! I went to Westwood lower and upper, and lived locally until 2005. The coal board estate is not the same any more, all the family values and ...see more
My memory of Blackwater started when I was 14, for those of you who don't know what the Old Manor was, it was a transport cafe, which stood on what is now a supermarket site, on the right, at the junction with Rosemary Lane. In the late 1950s it consisted of coach seats to sit on, and single light bulbs, but in the early 1960s a man called Don Lewis spent a lot of money improving things, and brought it up to date. ...see more
Hello, I have just been reading people's memories of Gilfach Goch and I must say it brought tears to my eyes. I have now moved to County Durham and love it here. I've moved from one mining village to another. Wherever I go I will never forget living in Gilfach as a child in Blandy Terrace, my grandparents Betty and Mansel Pope lived in 12 Blandy Terrace and myself and my mam and dad Ron and Linda lived in no 2. I have ...see more
Conscious that I had an 'auntie' in Glaisdale, I passed through on a holiday to Yorkshire. Getting off the steam train at Glaisdale, I asked a passerby for information, saying I knew I had relations in the village but only knew them as Auntie Winnie and Uncle Fred. I was immediately given instructions to their home where I received a very warm welcome, but sadly I have now forgotten their last name. I can remember they were extremely old. Can anyone now remember 'Auntie Winnie'?
Anne Sell
From a very young age I have cherished memories of visits and sleepovers at the big old Victorian-era home belonging to my grandparents in Ringwood Road, E17.
The cosiness of it is hard to replace these days. We would sleep in my grandparents' big old bed in the main large bedroom. The home never had a bathroom installed so we would wash in the kitchen, in a portable tub, and we had to use the outside 'lav' ...see more
Chippenham Folk Festival is about to celebrate its 40th year in 2011 and I have been attending as a musician with the Whitethorn Morris Band many times going back to my first visit around 1980. Although it has seen many changes since its beginnings in Lacock all those years ago, it still retains its 'village' atmosphere, providing three days of song, dance, workshops and dance displays. Over 200 ...see more
I remember being a patient on this ward because of a fractured femur and being in traction for three months, it was the summer of 1978 and roasting. We were wheeled through great big doors at the side of the ward and into the grounds, just by the steam roller and the boat. I remember a few names, Brian Urmson, there was a girl from Speke who had had her both feet in plaster because of her toes, I think her name was ...see more
We used to live in Gateshead but because father was away in the RAF he thought we should live closer to his brother who lived at 116 High Street East, Wallsend, so we managed somehow to get a house at 16 Third Street, Palmers Buildings, the move was done with the use of a lorry that delivered coal, we did not have much anyway. Air raids were coming regulary, the house we left only had gas for cooking ...see more
Maldwyn and May John of Rose Cottage, Cwmfelin Mynach, my grandparents on my mother's side, Gwenda Doreen Griffiths, eldest daughter and sister to Eleanor Linda Jones, Maldwyn Lesley John and Maldwyn Brian John. Brian still lives there, runs his own garage (Rose Garage). My memory is of going down there in the summer holidays, playing in the sand outside the front door with cars and lorries when I was 2 ...see more
My father Bill Thomas was one of the last managers of the Bulls Head Hotel. He helped the police when they stayed at the hotel working on the Great Train Robbery.
In 1930 I was born at Northumberland Avenue, Isleworth: parallel to the Great West Road and behind St Francis Church. As Osterley Park was so near I used to play, with my chums, frequently in the grounds of the park. We had many happy hours in the park, cycling through the main dirt road which ran from Wyke Green to Norwood Green. From the road we would, of course, climb over the fence and into the more private ...see more
When I was 3 years old, it was the beginning of the Second World War. My parents lived in busy warfilled, threatened Portsmouth, and decided that I would be safer far away. My mother had joined the WRENS and my father was required to work rather than be called up. So at age 3, I was sent to the Vicarage at Buriton and I stayed there until the war ended when I was 9 years old.
I was born in Birley Street, just near the reck park, now re named the red reck. I went Liverpool Street Girls School when I was a little one. I started in the nursery. I loved that old school. I remember watching a show there called 'Hansel and Gretal', it scared me to death, lol. I used to play shop in the early days there with all those old toffee jars and toy money. I can still picture the old ...see more
I was born here in 1956 at 5 Vaynol Cottages. The house with the plaque. I remember the trees across the river. I used to run from Pen Lon all the way home as they were very scary in the dark .
I was born in 89 Abbot Street, just off Sunderland Road, in 1932, then we moved to the Gateshead end of Redheugh Bridge. When the Second World War started we moved to 20 Brussel Street. The Davidson family lived in the flat above us, Andi went to Rose Street School for a short time. My sister Alice and I were evacuated to Saltburn by the Sea for a while. We always went to the Rats pictures to see George Formby's ...see more
Gad's Hill Place was my school when I was 7-9 years old, from about 1950-1953. About 4 or 5 girls of similar ages lived on Thames Sailing Barges at Hoo and went to school together, sometimes by car, but usualy by bus. I don't remember much about the school, but I remember the gardens which had many little 'graves' dedicated to pets which the Dickens children had had.
I lived in Dowlans Road from 1934 to 1952 when I did National Service. I was the errand boy for Harry Absolam from 1944 to 1946 when I started work in London. The 2 girls behind the counter were Joan Guy and Thelma?
I was brought up in Rayleigh and have memories of the High Street since I was a small child in the 1950s, and remember going to the shops with my mother. I moved away years ago so these photos brought back a lot of memories for me.
I was born in Suttislea in Nitten in 1947 but my sister and I emigrated to Gowkshill when I was 2 (I think) and lived at 18 Pentland Avenue till I married Isobel from Bonnyrigg when I was 21. I grew up with the Weighands and the Dolyes and worked in the time office at the Lady and the Workshops. The Sunday games in the big park were the highlight of my youth, often starting at around 11 and finishing about ...see more
My memory of Syderstone is in October of 1951. I left my home in Leicester as the bride of a young man who was in the USAF. He had been my High School pen-friend and was stationed at RAF Sculthorpe. I left my home for Norfolk one week after my wedding but unfortunately my husband had been unable to find us a house to rent. In desperation we rented a room at the local pub in Syderstone. I can't recall the name of the ...see more
I was born in the School House in 1935. In my childhood days I remember spending time at the Smithy, pumping the bellows. Hill Ridware was my first school to which we went by road by the Chadwich Arms, or down a long pathway by the smithy (opposite the Royal Oak). Next to the Cadwich Arms was a farm. We used to watch the cattle come in for milking. My grandfather owned the row of houses opposite the ...see more
I am trying to find out exactly where in Denmead my great uncle and aunt lived from the forties to the seventies. The wooden bungalow was called Forest View and had a very large garden. They kept bees and every year when the honey had been bottled they had a party always referrd to " the bee do". Does anyone remember them?
I have found the love of my life, Sandy Tickner, thank you for your help in finding her, it has made my life a whole lot better.
Sometimes in those early days we went on holiday to Mam’s mother and father in Brotton. This was a small village about two miles from Saltburn, a Victorian holiday resort on the North Yorkshire coast. I recall the pier there, where you feel you are out at sea when the tide was in. A journey up and down the cliff on the funicular railway was always a thrill. It is still there and is still quite exciting as I ...see more
I was born at 41 King's Avenue in 1947 and left the area in 1959. My brothers were born at the nursing home at end of the road.
I remember particularly the shops Le Bonbon, Pudicombes, Sainsbury's (where we serverd at separate counters and paid at the back - complete with an overhead system for getting money to cashier), Tom (the fishmonger), the clock shop and the ironmongers - all on the ...see more
I was born at 65 Southey Street, Sunderland Road in 1934. My family, the Towns family, had lived there for years. I went to Sunderland Road School and two of my teachers, Flintoff and Comway, taught my uncles. On leaving school I worked as an office boy at Clarke Chapmans, St James Road. As school kid me and my mates used to stand on St James bridge, at 5 o'clock when the factory came out, it was ...see more
I have been researching the Norden Family History for my husband's uncle. His mother was born in London and he wondered why she came to live in Weston Colville with relatives. James Norden was living and working in West Wratting, according to the 1881 Census. His grandparents were living at The Chestnut Tree in West Wratting and James's grandfather was also a blacksmith. ...see more
I travelled every year with Broughtons shows, and worked on the dodgems. We got cans of water from the houses near, I would think they have been knocked down by now. I used to go to the Italian cafe and walk along the river. We were made welcome. My name was Paddy, I was 20 then. Great days.
My memories of the area around the Castle are of fishing both off the pier and from the beach at the other side of the castle from this picture, it would have been around 1978/9 while I was still an apprentice at Timex and before I got my first car and was able to travel further afield.
One of my ancestors has Broughty Ferry Castle listed as her place of birth in 1863, a rather special link that I am proud to boast about :)
While doing my family tree I have come across births of my ancestors in Maltby le Marsh, Mary Skinn born 1856 son of John Skinn who married Elizabeth Rylott at the Parish Church on 23rd March 1852. John's parents were James Skinn born 1771 in Strubby and Elizabeth Bullivant. I am looking for any information on this family. CAN YOU HELP?
Mark Skinn
markskinndog@aol.com
In 1966 I was so proud to pass my 11 plus, the first in the family. We respected teachers then and wouldn't dream of answering back. Though I did seem to spend an awful lot of time in detention for talking in class. These were some of the best days of my life such fond memories of friends and teachers from long ago.
Lynnette Ganda (nee Winter)
My mother and father lived in Downton, Wilts, and my brother and I joined the Royal Marines, and were in 'A' Troop, 40 Commando. I became the Light Welter Weight Champion of the Royal Marines when I was a recruit at Portsmouth.
I married a wonderful girl from Downton, named Jean Slade, and we had six children, but one of them was killed at the top of Lode Hill, Downton in a road accident.
My eldest ...see more
I was born 1976 in Carlton. My father was a miner, Brian Mcbeth. My mother worked in a club or bar called Annabell's, Ann Mcbeth. My brother John Mcbeth helped on the farms. I think we lived on Kingston Road. I remember my father taking me to the greyhound, we had a whippit. My father was very found of racing and darts if I recall. Anyone who thinks they may know my parents, please contact me as I'm trying to find my father.
Yours gratefully.
How exciting to see this photo. In the early 1950s my nan had a sweet shop at 90 Albion Street (I think the building on left with drug sign). At around 1956 -57 my mum, dad, sister Trude and myself moved in. We built up the garden at the back where my father grew lovely flowers. My mum ran her marriage bureau in the shop (The Good Companions). I had the whole harbour, beach and canal as my playground along with Tony Strudwick, Tony Strevens and Chris Bunby. Aaah happy days!
Moved into Larchfield Road in 1952, aged 4. We used to play in an old mansion-style house we called Quarry House. It was situated on the corner of Virgins Lane opposite Edge Lane. Can anybody shed any light on this derelict house, before it was pulled down to make way for bungalows?
I remember as a boy of 12, when I and my friend David Nutt would play down by Caerau library for hours;
on most days we would not go back home for hours, but Mam and Dad would know where we would be. I am Peter Darby, now coming up for 53. I wonder how have the years gone so quick, now as I pass where the library used to stand I stop for a moment and think
y.y.y.o.y.
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This is for Gwynne Tilley. The bakers shop you refer to was 'Pauls', a family business not far from the church and roughly opposite Woolworths in The Broadway. Pauls was a family business delivering by horse and cart out to my home in Corringway but I do not know how long it survived after WW2. Trams ran along the main road in 1934 but were replaced about 1936 with Trolleys Nos 607 and 655 running from Hanwell, possibly Southall, to Shepherds Bush. Dudley Parker cryogenic@clara.net
I lived at No 3 The Terrace Station Road, and started school in Hatfield Peverel in 1945. My farther worked for Lord Raleigh at the Bury farm also at Termitts farm. As a lad i worked for Mr Oliver the baker on a Saturday morning, we used to make the bread early in the morning and Mr Oliver would deliver the bread with his horse and cart, i would follow him on my bike with a basket on my arm and he would give me ...see more
Norma asked about George Alcock. There is quite a lot of info about his history on the search engines. Our daughter Shelley was taught by Mr Alcock at Southfields Primary School, Stanground. This was her last year when she was aged 10/11. She loved Mr Alcock. He was very patient and always interesting to listen to. He instilled in her a love of birds and the stars. Mr Alcock was always willing to give up his ...see more
1969 wasn't my first visit to Blackwaterfoot, that was two years earlier, but it was probably the year I fell in love with the place. We stayed at The Rock Hotel, and I was 12 at the time. It was a small establishment, probably around 15 rooms, and was the second building along the road to the golf course. I recall there were three families staying there, the Wells who had three children, the Rileys who had two, ...see more
To my recollection, my dad Harry Hall lived on Central Drive, Collyhurst with his brothers Jimmy, Graham, Tommy and sisters Pat and Maureen, who are my aunts and uncles. Sadly my dad, aunty Maureen and uncle Tommy are no longer with us. My aunty Pat did marry Carl Dolan and they now live in Failsworth.
Growing up in Blackley, Manchester where I lived with my mum, Mary Hall ( nee Lowe ) and dad Harry Hall, I have fond ...see more
Wonderful memories of the hot summers of the late 1950s and 1960s, visiting the pool most weekends and during the school holidays. I learned to swim there.
Hearing the announcements over the tannoy, the smell of Peanut Brittle and Nivea. Collecting soft drink bottles for the deposit, the St. John Ambulance hut, etc.etc.
I was born at 52 Wellington Road, Bridgwater, Somerset in 1951. I came to Adelaide in Australia with my hubby and son in 1973.
Mary (nee Bird) and Alan Pearce, we were married in St John's Church in 1971.
I will never know why, but we used to take the train to Lundin Links, and then taxi to Lower Largo. I don't know when these holidays started (I was born in 1957 and there are certainly photos of me around 3 years old). Initially we stayed at "the wee house" owned by a Mrs. Simpson, I remember nothing of this other than being being bathed in a tiny "stand-alone" bath. Subsequent years are a lot clearer, ...see more
Does anyone remember the red wagon laden with pots and pans?
The wall on the left in the photo is Manor Street School which I attended from about 1953 until 1959. I am still in touch with Rod Gray. Does anyone else remember me or Rod from that time?
The Headmistress was Miss Jarvis who was always accompanied by her Dachsund dog!
My memories of Brockhall are with my adopted brother who was placed there to give my mum a rest. I remember Lilac ward, Sunflower ward was a main one my brother was placed on. I remember Mr Buckler and Nurse Maiden, it broke my heart to leave my brother there and I have pictures of us going to see him. I remember my mum taking me the first time on the train and having to walk down ...see more
Well I wasn't around in 1926 and it was certainly much busier by the 70's when I worked on the launches. You'd never see an empty prom then, at any time of year. One thing unchanged seems to be that launch. I'm sure it is Lotus, she was a beauty very graceful, fast and a joy to drive. Not much dry space for passengers when it rained though. On the other hand glorious in sunny weather! Where is she now though? I bet she's still going strong.
I remember going to the Saturday morning picture in the Laurie Hall, it cost 6d. We lived in North Street and going back through the churchyard to the next street there was an ice factory threre and on a hot day they would give us a pieceof ice to suck on the way home. Great memories.
We moved to Pool in 1943 as my father had a job as an aircraft inspector at the factory at what is now Leeds & Bradford Airport. We lived in a house one corner up from the notorious Furze Hill Corner which was a very regular place for serious road accidents. I remember vividly witnessing an accident involving a car carrying some airmen which failed to negotiate the corner and collided with a ...see more
I worked on the Steet Stella in 1963. One of my jobs in the morning was to walk round the whole of the track to make sure of the integrity of the woodwork. Also we had to spend two hours a day in the tower at the top to make sure the cars did not get too close together. Also we took turns operating the manual brakes whereby the cars were stopped at the end of the ride. I remember I was so sad when it was pulled down and replaced by the 'Wild Mouse'.
What a find!! My great and great great grandparents lived in South Street, Wellington. I couldn't believe it when I had a closer look at this photo, on the right hand side of this there is a drapery shop and it has their name over the doorway. GRATTON. I had heard stories of the drapery shop in Wellington but never imagined that I would see it.
What a brilliant web site too.
When I was a young lad I used to go to Nelson Speedway. My memories are very vague now but I do remember the smell of the bikes, and ducking down hiding from the gravel spit out whilst the bikes went around the corners. Happy innocent days long before health and safety took the fun out of it for us!
After the races we used to go to a shop close to the track and get a drink of pop which if my ...see more
St Mary's was a lovely church and I remember exploring the grave yard which went up a hill at the back accompanied by friends of my class. I remember the vicar 'Ross Sage' and when he used to visit the school. My sister and I were both married at this church so it has happy memories along with the school and village. We lived at Wellpond Green about a mile away. Sheena Dean (nee Pinter)
I worked for a season on the skating rink and had the pleasure of teaching many young ladies how to roller skate, but when it rained it was ahrd work because I had to squegee it dry. We called the cart that empties the Elsan toilets 'Nelson Eddy' (after the actor) and it was an ex-RAF fuel tanker.
I remember this well - a glorious early Summer's day and lovely spots to play music, dance and drink beer with Mr Hemmings Traditional Abingdon Morris. We started - I think - at a pub called "The Ox" and progressed through the day with dance spots in the Market Square and The Almshouses. Beer and a picnic surrounded by musical and ...see more
There used to be a bridge over the river here, but the bridge was blown up by the army around 1958. It was a fantastic sight and we rushed over to the river after the explosion to see all the dead fish.
