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My uncle John Cooke owned the gravel pit mentioned along with the brush factory. We lived in Staplehall Road and used to go across Farmer Howard's field to the pits and go on the very same beach.
In the winter my brother Colin used to take me, a five year old, across to ice skate on the frozen lake, it was great fun too. In the summer we used to play in the piles of old pipes and the wigwams made of wood, ...see more
I remember Hosey School very well. My mother used to clean for Mr Goldsmith way back in 1952-54. I went there from the age of 7 until I was 11 then graduated to the big school... Churchill, and yes I remember Mr Russel-Jones, any lad would remember him. If anyone can remember me or wants to contact me, I'll be more than willing to chat. My addy is goringj@yahoo.co.uk
Thanks, John
I worked at the Granada cinema from the age of 15 and it was the best time I had, the building was unbelievable with many secret or forgotten doorways... Does anyone have any photos before it was demolished? I can't understand why it was allowed to happen. I visit Bedford occasionally and I still can't believe the building has gone, such a shame. I have the best memories of working there. The new complex just ...see more
The ice cream shop was near the big Catholic church at Hednesford, the church had hydraulics which were adjusted annually to keep in level from mining subsidence.
The shop served the best ever ice cream soda in a tall glass with straws, my favourite was orange pop with vanilla ice cream. My Grandad Titley used to walk my cousin and I there for a Saturday treat. We walked over the fields at Chadsmoor and would watch the racing pigeons returning home.
When the Second World War was declared, my family consisted of Mum and Dad, my elder brother Bob and my baby sister Ann. I was four, Bob was eleven and Ann was three. My father was a staff sergeant in the RAMC. We were living in married accomodation at Kempton Barracks, Bedford (the depot of the Beds and Herts Regiment).
When war was declared my father along with the rest of the regular army ...see more
I remember all of the things written about Gretna in the 1950s already published. The sweet shop also sold wonderful red ice lollies. My best friend was Linda McTravers. My uncle was drowned in the Solway Firth in 1917, long before my birth but the shadow of his death hung over our lives. My father and his other 5 siblings also went to Gretna school. My father was taught by Mr Glasspool as was I. I remember ...see more
I remember passing this roundabout time after time while being dragged around Liscard shopping with my mum. I also remember when it was being demolished and I am sure that there was an old Victorian public toilet found underneath - am I right?
I lived in Port Talbot between 1956 and 1968. I regard it as my second home. I finished school in 1958, at Velindre Secondary Modern School. I had many jobs in Port Talbot, window cleaning, working at Corona soft drinks, the Plaza cinema, the Grand cinema, Marcroft Wagons at Forge Road, I worked on Aberavon beach in summer, and I did my own puppet shows at the old community centre in Dalton Road. I lived in ...see more
I first set foot in Broadway in March 1964. I was a scared young Danish girl visiting my boyfriend's family for the first time, they were Herbert and Joyce Milner who lived at 'Wormington Brake' on the road to Wormington. I loved the village, then a quiet, cosy place with old fashioned values. There was a shop for everything; I especially liked the little bookshop next to what used to be The Midland Bank. It was ...see more
I recall as a boy living in Thame Road having to pass the church at dusk, having been in the village playing field until late. We had an old lady who had lived next to us, a Mrs Honour, who we called Gran Honour, who had died and was buried just inside the gate of the churchyard. On passing the graveyard in the dark I would call "Goodnight Gran" and run past as fast as I could for fear she might rise up and chase me.
I read the last three comments on the BBC Wales website about the orphanage at Bryn Mair which was run by the Sisters of Charity of Our Lady of Mercy. And my heart bleeds for the innocent kiddies who were abused by those perishing nuns. I attended Our Lady's High School in Dartford which was run by the same order and, with a couple of saintly exceptions, I remember the nuns with hatred. They were mean, ...see more
I have many memories from Hounslow and I have enjoyed reading the ones here on this Frith website. My name was Rita Pilbrow and I lived with my mum and dad and 2 older sisters, Claudette and June, in Lampton Road. My dad had a building business and was an electrician, plumber and had a radio shop in Staines before having his own business. He had about 4 or 5 employees I think.One was BURNIE.
My ...see more
I can remember ancient burial mounds at Battledown (along Pack Lane, towards Kempshott) and on some of the farms surrounding Oakley. Does anybody know their age?
Did you attend Bush House Open Air School?
My name is Rita Pilbrow (with one more surname on the end which was added a lot later). I was at Bush House Open Air School around 1953 when I was 7 years of age and left in 1954,to return in 1956 when I was 10 years of age. Derek Bird and Maureen Murphy were my friends and even Anne, a very sensitive girl, like myself. I think I left the open ...see more
What a name! Anyway I grew up here from the age of 5 till 13, what a dump... yet, somehow it certainly has its charm. I will 'always walk in the same old recondite corner of my flowery garden', Dylan Thomas.
Living in Kielder from a child to a man ...
I lived in Kielder from 1974-1995. I loved the way you could keep your front door unlocked. I could hear the river passing by my bedroom window, this was how quite it was. I am sure the upper north Tyne Valley would have been a more beautiful place to live if they hadn't built that white elephant (the Kielder dam). I remember when the dam was being built, walking ...see more
I really enjoyed visiting Romiley. When I was there I took a photo at the train station, which ended up coming 'highly commended' in the Landscape Photographer Of The Year Competition. If you fancy looking at it or buying it check this link:
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I left Wath Grammar School in 1948 after 7 happy years. My father was the owner of Waddington Bros. Ironmongers in West Street, but the shop and all the rest of the shops in West Street were demolished around 1970, as was the street itself. My mother taught at Park Road Secondary Modern School, starting during the Second World War because of the shortage of men teachers, and continued until she ...see more
I lived on Cedar Road, my parents having bought a house (in which my mother still lives) on the new estate in 1964. I attended Wood Street Infant School from 1968 to 1971, Hill Top Junior School from 1971 to 1975, Heathfield from 1975 to 1978 and Earl Shilton COmmunity College (now William Bradford) from 1978 to 1982.
At infant school, my teachers for the three ...see more
Hi. My mum was born in Penrhiwceiber in 1912 and her name was Treasure Young. At some stage in her life she moved to London, married, and I was born in 1951. Does anybody know of the Young family living in Penrhiwceiber? Either in the early 1900's or present day descendants? I would be grateful for any information. Thanks Tom Morton
My name is Stephen Geary and my partner, Jodie Flynn, an Australian, and I live at Noneley Hall with our 4 four children, Charles (16), Abigail (14), Teddy (22m) and Madeleine (4m). The house was the farmhouse for Noneley Hall Farm, comprising the house, farm buildings and just over 300 acres. We moved here in August 2006, purchasing the house and the four acre field to the west, across the lane, from Mr Peter and ...see more
My mother and I were returning from fetching water from the spring in the pub. Mother was carrying two full pails.
As we were crossing the bridge an American tank came round the bend with one of its tracks on the pavement. I was knocked over and ended up under the tank, my foot luckily was under a gap in the track and apart from being stunned I was not injured. My mother was slightly ...see more
I was born in the former Mechanics Institute in Derwent Street, Blackhill in 1946 where my grandfather was the caretaker. My name was Ann Wall and my grandparents' name was Redshaw. My mother lived with my grandparents in the upstairs part of the Institute. As I grew up I remember watching the steam trains on the railway line below going along the back of our home to Blackhill Station. We had a dog called Buster ...see more
It was as if it was yesterday, I remember walking up and down this High Street in Halstead, Essex. I used to buy all my records here, some of the Jackson Five and lots of others. I loved music then and I still love it now and I can still remember where the old post office was. I bet the old shops have gone now but thing do. We never had computers in those days but we still had a good time, doing lots of ...see more
I went there in the late 1950s and was there for about 18 months. I can't remember much about the school or my friends, but if you have any photos I would be glad to see them. You can e-mail me at: bobby-green@live.co.uk. Looking forward to seeing them.
If I remember correctly, a white climbing rose grew up one side of the arch and a red on the other. The path continued straight through the archway, and led up the garden to the two wooden sheds at the top of the garden. To the right immediately after the archway, another path led behind the rose-covered trellis, which then turned left and led up alongside a hedge, which divided my parents' property ...see more
A person who read my previous account of my life in Patricroft asked me to elaborate on my story. Most of the important aspects of my early years were covered, but there are a few remaining stories that may interest the old timers who lived in Patricroft during 1941-1960 when I lived there. I now live on Long Island, New York.
The headmaster during the time I was at Patricroft CE School was Mr. ...see more
I lived very happily in the centre portion of the old workhouse,but unfortunately my cat was killed by a neighbouring greyhound. So, I have happy and sad memories of Ackenthwaite
My mother needed a rest and I had just had my tonsils out when I was sent to the House Beautiful for a fortnight. For some reason she told me it was a convalescent home but when I arrived I found it full of very boisterous children, mostly from London. I remember playing with a magnet on a piece of string in the garden and queuing up for a spoonful of thick green 'tonic' in the playroom each day and also each of ...see more
I came to Hinton a lot in the 1970s as my aunty and uncle, Mrs and Mrs Good, rented Yew Tree House and Brook Farm Cottage. Mr Good was stationed at Upper Heyford and was in the US Airforce. His wife Rita was my mum's sister. We came to stay at both cottages on and off until up to 1974 when they went back to the USA and I had many a happy time playing round the village with my cousin Eve, my sister ...see more
When I was little I was taken to Harvey Dene Cottage in Smite by a friend of my mother's. I was enchanted with this incredible cottage garden constructed entirely of shells - the chap who owned it used to open it to the public at a small donation for charity. I remember it was amazing - he had made a cathedral of shells complete with a pipe organ, there was a boat, 2 ponds with lots of strange ...see more
I think the stationers you refer to was called Rossiters. I used to live above a shop called the Gallery at the time (later Midas) opposite the Baptist church, but remember going there to get a Helix maths set when I went into Mr Connoley's class at Banstead Junior School.
Pete Chapman
Mam was born in Victoria Garesfield, the houses I can remember have now been demolished. In later years they lived in School Houses where there were about four converted bungalows. My grandad worked in nearly all the local pits, his name was Robert Atkinson, I believe he was born in the village. My gran was called Phobe May (Ward), Mam was called Jeam May, her twin is called Betty. John was their ...see more
I always remember the November 5th Bonfire on the common opposite Hilda Woodall's (I think) shop on the corner of Chester Street and next to Dents Cobblers. We all stood around the magnificent bombfire feeling quite safe as adults were also there. I also remember the clean washing hung out in the back-arches, the street games which were played, some were too old for me (t-Ak), but it was good ...see more
We moved into Avon Carrow in November 1991, just after the M40 motorway had been extended to Warwick, and started the most rewarding living experience of our mature lives. The Carrow has an interesting history for such a relatively short life - it was built, as a hunting lodge, in 1896 by Cecil Boyle, a territorial Capain of the Queen's Own Oxfordshire Hussars who was killed in the Boer War at Boshof on 5th April ...see more
Beside the strawberry bed grew a large cooking apple tree that produced enormous green apples. We had a variety of both eating and cooking apple trees in the garden, the fruit from which was harvested and then stored in the autumn. We then enjoyed the fruit well into the winter months cooked or eaten in a variety of ways. My mother could bake an apple pie to die for and this was frequently our ...see more
If I remember correctly, a white climbing rose grew up one side of the arch and a red on the other. The path continued straight through the archway, and led up the garden to the two wooden sheds at the top of the garden. To the right immediately after the archway, another path led behind the rose-covered trellis, which then turned left and led up alongside a hedge, which divided my parents ...see more
When we first moved into The Croft, as the house was called, access to the front door was gained by walking up a narrow slopping path up and along the grassy bank towards the wooden gate. The property along with others along Hullbrook Lane had been built back from the roadside on a raised bank. In time, my father decided this was not ideal and set about the enormous task of digging out a driveway ...see more
Some months later, how long I cannot remember for the passing of time means little to a child, except that it always seemed so long for things to happen; but I found myself again seated in the back seat of another rented car being driven again by my father with my mother sat beside him smiling and happy. This time the weather had changed and was warm and sunny. It was so warm that the windows of the ...see more
My mother has often said to me "You don't appreciate what you've got until you lose it". She is wrong, for I will never forget the wonderful garden of my childhood and write below the memories that I will hold for all time.
It all began when I was five years old and my parents first drove from where we lived in London southwards to a small village called Shamley Green which is 5 miles outside of ...see more
This memory relates to the late 1830s and early 1840s. My great x3 grandfather, William Makepeace, was Olivia Bernard Sparrow's Footman. A number of his children, including my great-great-grandmother Louisa Makepeace who became Louisa Hornshaw, were born at Brampton Park, as also was my great x3 Aunt Lucy who died in Bradford, West Yorkshire and used to live in her older years at 7 ...see more
Joseph and Mary Devonshire (nee Neat) lived in a large house in Talygarn, they were both born about 1845. They had 10 children, 4 girls, one of whom was Mary, and 6 boys, one of whom was David, killed in the First World War on 25/12/1914 in France (2nd Battalion of the Grenadier Guards). Another son was George, who survived the First World War. They were my great-great-uncles. One of the girls ...see more
I was born at 87 Victoria Street in 1945. My father was a miner and worked all his life in Caerau colliery. My mother came from London with her brothers and sisters, they were evacuated to Caerau after their house in Stepney, London, was bombed in the Second World War. At the age of 3 we moved from Victoria Street to Bryn Terrace with a lovely view of Caerau and the Llynfi valley.
Looking back, my ...see more
I worked in W.H.Smiths in 1955. So I could have been in the shop when this photo was taken. The shop opposite on the corner of Shute Road was called Crasters (haberdashery) where I used to buy many a pair of nylons etc. It gives me a lovely feeling seeing that road again. I used to cycle up and down that road every day to work.
I remember the tanks from 3 T.R Regiment rumbling down this road as they were ...see more
This is actually the old cinema on The Bourne looking towards Southgate station.
My grandfather John Johnson was born around 1900 and lived all his early life around Billy Mill and Seaton Sluice. He told me that as a boy of about eleven he spent two weeks' holiday with his friend, the lighthouse keeper's son, on nearby St Mary's island and that they were able to explore part of an ancient underground tunnel leading from the island to Seaton Delaval Hall. I believe they were only ...see more
Hi, I have often visited Caister but never visited the lifeboat station. I am trying to trace a male relative called Blogg and I wondered whether there was a list of lifeboatmen lost or served in service from Caister between 1827-1830 at the station. He could also have served at Cromer. I do have a name Mary Ann Blogg for a relative born about this time (about 1828) in Fleggburgh. Any help would be greatly ...see more
I lived in these quarters in Fraser Crescent (No 4) in 1969/70 while stationed at RAF Neatishead. The prefabs were fully furnished and officially classed as sub standard accomodation and as such the rent was 2 a week which included a lorry coming each week to provide clean bed sheets. The RAF station was closed and the prefabs were just used as married quarters for RAF Coltishall and Neatishead.
As there were just ...see more
When I was a child, I lived at Axminster. My favourite seaside resort was Lyme Regis, about 6 miles away from home.
Even though I was told, on countless occasions, that Lyme lay in Dorset, I would not accept that fact and insisted it was a Devonshire resort. It was MY seaside town, and I lived in Devon - therefore Lyme Regis was in Devon - that's infant child logic for you.
Before I could ...see more
Around about the time this pic was taken, I was 5 years old and my nan used to live in a house to the left of the picture. Her husband was head herdsman at Lord Ivor's dairy farm a little futher up the road. We (my brother, sister and me) used to visit often and I have such wonderful memories of playing around in the farm (no health and safety then!), watching my uncle bring the cows in for milking. I can still ...see more
I am looking for information on Robert Elwell or family in Stoke Abbott around 1610. Robert Elwell sailed on the ship Recovery in March 1633 to the Massachusetts Bay in America.
I was born in Chapelton in 1933, my auntie and uncle and their children lived at the top of the village, and my grandmother and grandfather lived on the main road, about a quarter of a mile away towards Barnstaple. They used to serve petrol in the early 1930s but I remember them selling teas from a wooden cabin. When it was time to go to school, I had to go to Herner, but when the Taw flooded it was ...see more
I used to live in Fettercairn and went to Drumrye Primary School, and then moved to Linkwood Drive with my aunt and uncle, and then went to live with my mum in Jedworth Avenue. I then moved to Cheltenham in 1985 with my mum and step dad.
Living in Longbank Road Tividale was like living in the country. Behind our house we had playing fields that used to belong to a farm. There was a large tree that we used to swing around. The field was our football pitch in winter & our Cricket pitch in summer. As the dark ascended we played spotlight, no fear of danger or abductions then! Just over Tower Road was Bury Hill Park which ...see more
I got married in 1955 and moved into 2 Forge Cottages, Hambledon and I was a conductor and worked for Southdown Bus Company.
I was born in the public house called Seven Stars Inn, Dinton. The date was the 5th November 1940. My godfather, then Doctor Ralph Gardiner, delivered me. He lived over the stile in the farm nearby. The pub was run by my nan and her second husband Harry. Her first husband ran a cattle business at the rear of the pub. Unfortunately he died after a truck door hit him in the back. My mother lived at the ...see more
I am trying to compile photos of my ancestors' birthplaces - as they were and are now. Can anyone help in identifying the house number for a property know as Colwyn in Scratton Road, Stanford le Hope, Essex?
I was born at home in the mill house at Kestle Mill. My mother ran a small Bed and Breakfast from there when I was little. My parents were Julia and Michael Soady. The midwife arrived in a red MG to deliver me. I have one picture of the place so if anyone has any info or pics I would love to see them.
Jane
I remember the infants class at Caistor Methodist Primary School. The class used the vestry of the Methodist Chapel and the room had supporting pillars. Our teacher was Miss Parrott. We had a wooden dolls' house, a sand pit and wooden jigsaws of about 5 pieces. We sang 'Bell horses, bell horses what time of day, one o' clock, two o' clock, three and away'.
Miss Reader's class was in the schoolroom ...see more
I remember the long hot nights when we would all play football down the park till it got dark, the shops on the main street when you could buy any kind of sweets (or nick them if you were skint he,he), the bridge that divided the two halfs of Salsburgh, the club we used to watch our parents in on a Saturday night, thinking it would be great to be in there, and the gala day when if you didn't walk in the parade you never got a bag.
I grew up in Elm Grove, Sydenham Road and went to Montgomery Street School. Does anyone remember the Waldorf Road cinema ? It was near the junction of Stratford Road. We used to go on a Saturday morning to see 'The Lone Ranger' and 'Flash Gordon'. Many happy hours were also spent in the roller skating rink next door. We played in the BSA grounds and along the canal and took the train to the city centre ...see more
I recall staying in the youth hostel in Elton (Elton Hall was it?) when on a hostelling holiday in August 1967 with my girlfriend Angela Chapuis. We had a lovely time walking between Ilam Hall, Hartington and Elton youth hostels in idyllic summer weather. Somewhere I still have some photos from that trip.
My mum and dad, Alf and Enid Myers, met at Woodlands in 1948. My mum was introduced to Woodlands by my aunt Renee. They were married on 5 September 1948, and I was born in September 1949, and my brother Barry in October 1951. We spent many extremely happy weekends at Woodlands over the next 10 or 12 years. I remember playing mini-golf, watching tennis and swimming. We rambled, picked blackberries, ate picnics ...see more
I lived on Hesleyside Road, Wellfield in the late 1950s/early 1960s and as a boy knew all the local fields and highways and by-ways. Although I left the area some years later as I entered my teens I never really lost touch with the vicinity due to a wealth of relatives and friends living in SE Northumberland and on Tyneside. In those days Earsdon had three pubs that I was too young to visit, although I ...see more
I was born in Milland in 1942 at Great Trippetts Cottages. My father, Goody Luff, worked at the farm and had married the 'Nanny' from The Coombe. As with many farm cottages we had no running water or electricity. We relied on the well in the back garden and oil lamps. We had a black range in the kitchen and a copper in the shed. Water from the copper would be put in a tin bath in front of the fire and would be used by all ...see more
Hello all, my name is Steve Lane and I found this site whilst tracing my family. As a kid I lived in [Conningsby Court] Armfield Cresent. My dad Alf Lane used to drink in the Buck's Head and as a kid I remember sitting outside with a drink and a penny biscuit in his van on the little forecourt which had a fish stall. My grandfather, also Alfred Lane, was a lifegaurd at Mitcham Baths and he lived in Lavender ...see more
In 1946-7 I lived at Peggleside. I can remember the German POWs (who were billeted at Sedbergh Workhouse) clearing the snow off the road to Dent with shovels. Not sure how often the school taxi got us to school but I can remember
sitting in class with our overcoats on. There were 3 teachers, Miss Clark (seniors), Mrs Smith (juniors) and Mrs Lilley (infants). I remember one year (1947?) starting school after the summer ...see more
My parents moved to Elm Park (Mungo Park Estate) around 1957, when I was around 18 months old, with my two brothers (John and Terry). I attended Scargill infants and junior school, in Simpson Road, and in 1966 went to Brittons County Secondary School (as it was then known), leaving in 1971. My friends and I spent many happy hours at Harrow Lodge Park, and swimming in the pool at Hornchurch (and Saturday morning ...see more
I spent one or two weeks here around 1977. I remember the pool and it was the year of the ladybird infestation they were every where. My parents and I would often talk about our holiday there, we have photos somewhere I'm sure. How sad that it's not there today.
Hi there, I have been told my grandfather Joseph Norman Hutchinson went to live with his uncle John Hutchinson in 1911 in Llwyncelyn Hall, all I know is he was a colliery manager, I cannot find this hall, I would love to find some more info about it or any photos of it, is it still there?Thankyou, Shirley.
I moved to Mexborough in 1953 when I was 3 years old. I lived in Melton Street where I believe the houses were originally the stables for Mexborough Manor. I lived there until 1966 when I moved to the Windhill estate. The 'Schofield' Technical College was named after one of my relatives on my mum's (Thelma Schofield) side. Could anyone give me any info about the Manor at Mexborough?
My great-great-grandfather George (or could be James) Jackson lived in Star Lane Cottages. Apparently the Jacksons had been Hooley people for many years. He kept sheep for a butcher on Farthing Down, Croydon - I can remember going to Farthing Down with Dad as a child where there were boat swings and a cafe - I am not sure if it belonged to my family or if it was a friend of Dad. My great-great-grandmother, ...see more
I lived in Allt yr House for a few months. At the rear of the house was what was believed to be the old servants' quarters. It was upstairs and there were 2 bedrooms, a large lounge, kitchen and bathroom. I was 17 when I moved there, and it was shared with 3 other young men working in the Newport area. The lido was all ready derelict, and the tennis court was neglected. I was ...see more
My dad John lived in Broomhill and married my mother Evelyn Crackett from Amble in 1947. I don't now anything about my dad's family other than his mother who's name i don't know died in1958 and he had a sister, Mary Stewart, still living in Broomhill in the 1970s. My dad also worked in the coal mine until he left to take up a job in the steel works in South Wales in 1955. I spent many a happy childhood holiday in Amble ...see more
The last date was wrong. I lived in Fettercaine Avenue, 7 and 8, and then I moved to Jedworth Avenue, where I lived in number 9. I would like to know if anyone remembers me. I kne a few people who used to live there.
I used to live in Fettercaine Avenue and then moved to Jedworth Avenue, I there until 1985 and then moved to Cheltenham with my parents. I would like to know if anyone who lived in Jedwroth Avenue remembers me, I lived at number 9, and I also lived at 7 and 8 Fettercaine Avenue in Drumchapel.
Living on the warren in Carlton Bungalow seemed to be so simple, no pressures of modern living, just buying a few bits from Rainfords Ice Cream Parlour, Nellie Radcliffes or Mrs Davies's grocery shops or Smithys gift shop usually with the proceeds of a treasure hunt in the dunes looking for coppers dropped in the sand, It is no wonder my mother Ena Lewis loved the place, it was a laid back way of ...see more
I was born in Springfield Place, Selby Road, Garforth and we had to walk through the fields to go to Barley Hill Road School. I followed my older brother one day and I was only just 3, the teachers took me home. After doing this on a number of occasions they decided I could stay at school. We used to have a sleep in the afternoon on little camp beds. My Aunty lived in one of the houses next to the ...see more
I worked as an apprentice coach painter in Archibald Grays at the time. It was the coldest winter I had ever known. We went on strike over the conditions we were working in, because the heating had packed in (the diesel had frozen in the tank), but being daft, being apprentices, we didn't know that we weren't allowed to strike. We went back to work with our tails between our legs and just got on with it. Now, all ...see more
At 3 p.m. on Saturday 10th July 1965 I married Tony. Our marriage was conducted by Thomas Stanley Archer (Curator) of St Michael's Church. At the time I was living in The Cottages, Littlethorpe (now demolished) but had previously lived on Narborough Road, Cosby. Tony and I have a daughter and a son. We celebrate our 45th wedding aniversary this year - 2010.
