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I lived in Great Bookham until 1955, then lived at Maddox Lane, Little Bookham. It was a lovely place to live by the common, but I had great friends in Great Bookham, I wonder if you know them. My memories are walking and cycling over the common and walking along the path at the bottom of the garden to Effingham by the railway track, we used to pick primroses etc and cowslips on the banks. It woud be geat to be in touch with anyone who lived there at the time.
I was an evacuee to Parkham in 1943 and would love to hear from anyone who might have been there at that time. I had very happy memories of Parkham and attending the village school. If anyone has memories of this period please contact me. My email address is alecnav@hotmail.co.uk
I was born in Congresbury in 1951 and lived there until I joined the army in 1966. I have very fond memmories of growing up there, one of the fondest was riding the strawberry train from Cheddar to Yatton. My uncle ran the the local coal business and had his coal delivered at Congresbury station. I attended the local primary school and the local choir under the direction of the Reverent Cran who we all ...see more
I am trying to trace some details about the Richards family, in particular Edward Richards, in 1851 he lived at 70 Treswithian Downs and in 1861 he moved to 25 Treswithian Downs, he was a miner. He had a son, William Morley Richards, who is my grandfather, he lived at 25 Treswithian Downs, he was aged 13 at that time. My grandfather had a sister called Elizabeth Ann Richards, Philipa Mary, ...see more
I spent most of my childhood in Tarves, my father was James Argo the bank manager. I remember cycling all around the grounds at Haddo House, attending Evensong at the private chapel on a Sunday night. I remember Duthie Webster and the Christmas parties they gave for the children of the village. I remember singing in the choir at Craigdam Church. I remember the Presley brothers, George the butcher, and Charlie the ...see more
In 1938 my father was landlord of the Red Lion - I was just 6 years old but remember it clearly. I have a photo of my father standing on the front steps and the frontage is still clearly recognisable. At the time, all the lighting was by oil lamps and you had to go down a steep flight of stairs into the cellar to draw every pint of beer. My father also organised the village cricket team. I attended the village school and have very happy memories of the time there.
My relation Daniel Price and his wife Ellen lived at 2 New Street, Pantygog in 1911. I don't suppose anyone thinks they're related to them, or knows anything about the family?
My mum's best friend's father owned a cottage - Bryn Siriol- near Rhes-Y-Cae in the 1950s and 60s and some of my happiest childhood memories are of our annual holidays there. I remember going down to the farm (Black Lion Farm) in the village to get milk and water (no running water in Bryn Siriol!) from Mrs Reece. She had 2 sons - Peter and Tom. I think Tom may still be living in Rhes-Y-Cae. I remember ...see more
I went to the Green Dragon with my aunt for a holiday, I was about 10 years old and thought it very grand. In later years when I was in my 20s I took my mother there. We had a very nostalgic holiday touring around the Malvern Hills and Shakespeare country. It was a happy time.
Fond memories..attending the church with my best friend Jean when we were at school, then in later years in our teens, showing off new outfits that we had shopped for in Croydon. So many weddings, including mine in 1960...so much has happened since then....
ok you loti do remmber some ofyou stanhope was not that bad their were places that you could not get out like acliffe near darlington {mr corner}and if i remmber 1 in middelsboro }mr pervis} you no me but you dont know wereim at i also know a few facts like who stole cars in stanhope if i remmber at least 2 cars bet the locals were happy when it closed down wish you would meet up some day you know scare stanhope day 300 ...see more
My great-grandfather, Richard Gillett, was an Alderman and laid the foundation stone for this building. I don't suppose that there is a photo of the Foundation Stone anywhere, is there? A member of our family has the engraved silver trowel and gavel which were presented to him at the time. http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~sheilaweston/gillett/Gillett\%20Family\%20Photographs/richardgillett.html Sheila Weston, nee Trenbath
Having written the last article on children's matinees so many memories flitted through my brain, so I had to write them down! And no doubt I shall add to them over the weeks.
Going back to the old Corona at Felling, I just remembered that I was very young fresh out of the Navy and full of my own importance! And didn't know anything! My first day there was hard to forget, I went into the ...see more
It’s so strange that you can remember so many things from early childhood, all those years ago! And it still feels clear as if it was yesterday and they bubble up into your brain after lying there undisturbed in the pits of time with no effort from you..,such as finding a jar of Pond’s Vanishing Cream on the dressing table in Mother's bedroom and thinking, ok I will try it out! Stripping off and ...see more
My family name was Brewer and it seemed we went hop picking for ever. The last time was 1958. The following year my grandmother became ill and we could not go anymore. I was 12 the last time I went. I have written a story of my time spent on Buston Manor Farm and I would love to share it with anyone who was there at the same time. This would be between 1945 and l958. My grandmother's name ...see more
My grandfather worked at Murex down by the river and I loved being able to pick him up from work on the odd occassion with my late Mum, Dad and younger sister as we would be allowed to see any boats passing. I still love the sight of water ways today and I am nearly 50 years of age, I adore the River Thames and the homely boats on its water in London that I see on my journeys with National Express. Memories ...see more
I was sent to Southborough from London in September 1939 and was billeted with a lovely couple, Mr and Mrs Brown who lived at Holden Corner. I was with another girl evacuee named Audrey and she and l just loved the chickens and fishing (with jam jars) in the pond. We went to the village school, bought Tizer and ice-cream from the shop, and I seem to remember going to the church there, ...see more
I visited Carlton Scroop with my grandmother, Elizaberth Foottit. Her sister was Rose Helena West, they were all born in Hough on the Hill. Harrold Footit, whose memorial is in the church, was my great cousin. Elizabeth was born in 1875, John in 1873. The West and Footit families all came from Hough. I have photos of Elizabeth and John in 1900.
My grandparents owned the croft Hillhead of Kintore, my grandfather James Kerr Argo was the manager of Kemnay quarries and rode the old road to Kemnay each day to work. I have many childhood memories of staying there.They had a well in the garden, my grandma kept hens and bees and had a herb garden and knew all the herbal cures. One Argo aunt taught at Kemnay School, the other at Woodside, Aberdeen, both sons ...see more
I was brought up in Aberkenfig, we lived in Sandfields Road, behind the then fire station. I well remember the school in Tondu and the infants' school in Pandy Road. We often as kids sat on the wall outside Pandy to listen to the choirs practising. I remember the Welfare Hall, the Lyric cinema, the youth club, Tondu NCB sports day, and the many friends I had, some of whom I can remember but not their names at my age of ...see more
My brother and I were evacuees for 2 years. We stayed with a wonderful family, Mr and Mrs Braithwait and their daughter Eileen. My brother George went back many times as he loved it there, as he had got very on with a 5-year-old boy and they were always together. My brother tragicallydied in 1954. I went back to Gristhorp about 12 years ago to see this little boy (his name was Bobby, I have ...see more
Just after the war Dad, Mum and I would travel every other weekend to visit aunts and uncles and cousins on our Norton motorbike and sidecar. We usually based our visit with Aunt Flo and Uncle Stan (a wartime despatch rider, now back with his wife), they lived at 27 Wellington Road at the top end of a steep road about 100 metres up the hill, and the amazing thing was their Golden Retriever would bark as ...see more
It is worth looking closely at the people in the pictures within the Frith Collection, as you never know who you might recognise. Within this photograph you can see a couple of ladies sat on a bench, and in the distance a man with two children, a boy and a girl. The lady sat on the bench on the left is my mother Molly, sat next to my grandmother. The man in the distance is my father Fred, ...see more
My grandma lived in Batley Carr and we lived in Leeds. I can remember visiting Dewsbury as a little girl with Mum and Dad. There was a market in Dewsbury on a Saturday and I can remember visiting an ice cream parlour. I was delighted to be reminded the ice cream palour was Caddy's which sold delicious ice cream in little white bowls if I remember correctly. What a treat it was to be taken there.
My family came to live in Ottershaw in 1952 when I was 5 years old. My father, Charles Coulson, had moved us from the North of England owing to lack of work since his de-mob from the RAF. He was employed as a chauffeur/gardener by Mr W King of 'Tudor Cottage', Coach Road. We lived in 'Oak Cottage', Coach Road, owned by Mr King. That came with the job. As a young boy having just moved from the side of the ...see more
I can remember so many old shops in Salfords. My favourite must be the newsagent which sold sweets and bottles of pop by the door. It also sold some toys and cards. The greengrocer's had a lovely old silver till which I can just about remember before decimilisation. My first bike came from Pratt's the cycle shop. It was gold with white tyres and I treasured it. The chemist was very old fashioned and owned by Miss ...see more
Does anyone remember the old swimming baths at Redhill? I started swimming there in the 1970s when it was still a Victorian building. The steps in the pool were of stone and the changing rooms were around the poolsides with wooden doors. You could pay to have a slipper bath! There was a young lady who gave you a box to put your clothes in and you had to remember the number on it to get it back after ...see more
Uncle Tim owned the left side of Tremmor Cottage, next to St Nicolas Church, as a holiday home. He would let it out privately to friends and family. Subsequently he changed his holiday venue to the house next door - Firside Cottage. Unfortunately he took up permanent residence there a few years ago. Thus my last family holiday in Downderry was six years ago. However, some of us did visit Downderry for a day ...see more
I started at Hernville Road School when I was 5 in 1937 and when war broke out in 1939 we happened to be staying with my grandfather so I didn't get evacuated with the school. BUT prior to that, I have a vivid memory of being assembled and waiting in the school hall with an eiderdown fastened up with a leather belt with my name and number (1018) and a small suitcase. I had no gas mask because they ...see more
I lived in Frith Road, Croydon and was in the same class as some of my friends who went on the trip to Norway. My parents couldn't afford the price for the trip (at that stage their were seven of us!). I went with the Mitcham Road Surrey ACF on summer camp instead. A strange thing happend whilst at camp one night, everybody was assembled and the air disaster was announced, I remember being very sad at ...see more
So what, you got the cane, you deserved it, you were a baben. The locals semed to hate us, the school was hated by most of the local villagers, we brought them crime, burglary, theft, the lot. Was I glad when I left, too right. Bye bye Stanhope, hello freedom. How many of the lads who were in Stanhope re-offended, I bet you there are loads locked up right now, in HMP Durham or other prisons in the UK. I think ...see more
My first memory of Tanygrisiau goes back to my being aged five and being taken there by my parents, Lloyd George and Catherine Owen. Dad's family had lived and worked at Tanygrisiau since almost the beginning of the slate mining industry. Dad was very proud of his slate mining ancestors, his great-great-great-grandfather James Williams being the Welsh partner in Ffestiniogs first quarry the Diphwys. My dad's ...see more
Walter George PONTET (born 1867 Dublin, eldest son of my composer great-grandfather Henry Pontet and his wife Elizabeth Eugenie nee FLEURY) was a teacher at the Royal School, Portora, from at least 1901 and still there at the time of the 1911 census. I am aware that, from at least 1914, he had moved to St Columba's College in Rathfarnham, but I am lacking any real information about his time at ...see more
Now living in Australia, when we think of England we think of the Brave Old Oak when it was kept by Tony and Sylvia Hackett. What a magical Inn, what a magnificient couple, they represented everything unique about English Innkeeping. Friends tell us it is now a pigstye patronised by yobs, a disgrace to a lovely English Market Town
I was born in Musbury Road at the bottom of Tor Hill and spent 5 years with Tor as my back yard; my name is still chiselled in the rocks at the top. Anyone remember the Tor Mile race? In 1955 we moved up to 3, Lancaster Avenue, the first of the new batch of Council houses built there. I, too, went to Helmshore County Primary School (55 to 61) and vividly remember the above mentioned Messrs. Jenkins and Smith. I ...see more
My father Ernest Peter Houghton was chairman of the local council 3 times. He was Labour councillor for over 30 years and was well respected in the community. During one of his terms of office in the early 1960s my mum and dad attended a garden party at Buckingham Palace. We lived in Kintbury Street, I have very fond memories of growing up there, we had great neighbours ...see more
My great-great-grandfather owned the barbers on the Crown Bridge many years ago. Does anyone know what it was called?
My Nan was Elsie Lavender and she lived in Glendwr Street. Elsie was born in 1921 to parents Ethel and Bill (William) Lavender. She had an older sister called Connie who passed away at the age of 21 years. She had a younger brother Hayden and a younger sister Maureen (Mary) and Sheila Lavender. Elsie lived in Abertillery from about 1921-c1940s and she then moved to Coventry. Elsie had a cousin Beryl, and a ...see more
I lived by Figges Marsh in Mitcham, just over the border with Tooting from 1948 until 1967. In fact I was born in the house I lived all those years in. I early on discovered the movies and I remember with great pleasure going to the Granada Tooting on a regular basis. The Astoria somebody mentioned, I recall as the fleapit, though they did let me talk my way into X films years before my 16th birthday! But when ...see more
This is actually Withnell Fold. I grew up here from 1962 until 1977 when I left to get married. It was a fantastic place to live. My dad Terry West was a maintainence joiner originally, at Wiggins Teape paper mill until it closed. My mum Glenda worked for a while as a cook at the old folks home, which had been built by Thomas Blinkhorn Parke in the early 1800s. He built the mill and the village originally. My sister ...see more
My great-grandfather's name was Woodford and I believe that he was the post master for Whiteparish during the Second World War. I know very little of that side of my family and for myself and my children, I wish to learn more about the Woodfords. If any resident has any details or knows where I might find some it would be much appreciated.
My name is Angie, I was in Warnham Court only for a short while, but I have lasting memories - the grey and burgandy uniform,and walking down to the deer park before breakfast. I haven;t yet found anyone that remembered me. I had a photo taken of me as a Chinese boy dressed for panto. If anyone has one I would love to have it, it would be the only picture I have of me as a child. Warnahm gave me a sense of ...see more
I was born in the same bedroom as my father at Penlee Stores, a little shop (now long gone) opposite Penlee House. My grandfather started the business, he was what is termed a hawker. He travelled the Roseland peninsula selling from his horse and cart anything anyone wanted or needed. His name was Stephen James Lidgey, known as Steve Lidgey. When he died, my father Leo Lidgey took over the ...see more
My granny and grandfather owned this house also, we always called it Fairpark House. My grandfather's brother hanged himself in the back kitchen. My granny died there. I know the house very well. My gran, two aunts and uncle lived there. I have many, many happy memories of Fairpark House. It was called Isis House when my granny bought it. I remember everything about the house and gardens. Chickens were kept in the ...see more
I was born at Treherbert Hospital in 1935 , This was a miners welfare hospital where my mother was taken by the late, Treorchy GP, Dr Furgus Armstrong. My Mother had been the pianist for silent films in the Park and Dare Cinema opposite his surgery for over ten years, he was an addict to piano music and in particular to the music of Chopin which she often played for him, hence I presume he was showing ...see more
My name is John Herron, I attended the school between 1970-1974 and still have fond memories of my days at the school. I remember the headmaster Mr King, my English teacher Mr Cooper, my geography teacher Mr Ward, Mrs Pillow, and I also remember some of the ex-pupils, Doreen Kirlew, Patrick Worrell, Hussein Ejvet and brother Izzy, Carol Wood, Gary and Stephen Bartlett, if any of you people are still ...see more
I often used to go to the Miners Hall, to the pictures on a Friday. It was a family treat, we would watch a film, stop at Wynnens chip shop, and also pick a bottle of beer up for my grandfather Percy Honour. We all lived at Paklands Lodge. The beer used to come from The Swan, near Whyndham Terrace. Later on I was courting, and went to the Aberaman Hall, back row upstairs, but not to watch the film,b ut that's another story! Good old memories, sadly gone for ever.
I remember Splott, I grew up there, and my brother still lives there. We were growing up very poor and scruffy, same as all the kids, one difference though, we were the Black Dixons. The other difference was we were not Catholic, so belonging to a small church showed us life beyond Splott. But I can remeber some good times too, playing hopscotch, skipping, two balls, rat-a-ta ginger. Going to Splott Park with jam ...see more
During the 1970s when I was a teenager, I drove my grandmother to Alrewas, Staffs as her family were from this village. We walked around the old church graveyard and found many stones with the name Kent. Inside the church there are two plaques dedicated to my great-grandmother. It was truley a wonderful experience.
I was born in 1952, and went to Bragar School. The headmaster was Mr McIver and teachers I remember were Mrs MacDonald (Carloway) and Mrs Mitchell (Shawbost). I used to cross the road to the shop up the hill, and also the one further down the road. I don't come back often enough, and when I do, I wish I had never left. The days of the Fillums (movies) with the Highland and Islands Film Guild were great, ...see more
We lived in the flats called Pinehurst Close, wedged between the bottom of the RAE and the Queensmead shops. We moved (to Cove) just as Kingsmead Shopping Centre was being built (1966/7?). I went to St Patrick's School in Peabody Road, then to the juniors when it moved to The Avenue in 1966. I then went to Farnborough Hill. My nan lived in Alma Square off Cross Street round the corner from the Town Hall. My ...see more
I have very early memories of Boxford Primary School. The school teachers were Mr and Mrs Alderman, Mr taught the older children and Mrs the young infants. I attended both, I started in the infants and sat next to a Jennifer Fox, then moved on to the juniors, We had good times playing in the play ground. People who I remember are: Gerald and Andrew Schmidt (sadly Gerald was murdered, ...see more
My twin sister and me were brought up in Hixon from babies till we were about 10, we were known as the Taylor Twins. We first lived with our nan in the house that stands at the top of Smithie Lane and Featherbed Lane, we then moved into what was called The Baths, it was a 1 up 1 down house next door to a Mrs Greenwood which was behind Prestons Yard. We moved into a 2 up 2 down in the baths. Mum used to have to light a ...see more
My great-great-great grandfather was Joseph Palmer, blacksmith, and his daughter Jane Plamer married James Ferris Cooke in 1838. They lived most of thier lives in Tanworth in Arden. Does anyone out there have any information about the Plamer family please? My email is anniebrown5@hotmail.co.uk
It was about 1956 that my twin sister and I stayed at the Mountedgecomb Arms which our grandmother owned. We have very happy memories of walking over Mount Edgecombe and seeing films in Millbrook village hall. We went to tea with Mrs Strutt and her family, if I remember right there were two boys and one daughter. Sadly it was the last time that we saw our grandmother. Cremyll has a big place in our happy memories. It ...see more
The clogs I wear were made by an old craftsman in Wigan. I had them made around 1980 at which time I was dancing with a morris side in Barnet named Old Bull Clog Morris Dancers - so called because they practised each week at the Old Bull Arts Centre in Barnet. It was nearly thirty years ago and my clogs are are still looking good and are comfortable despite the knocks they ...see more
The Oxleys. Deep in the Worcestershire countryside…at the foot of Clows Top hill, Lies the house called the Oxleys…a once sweet antidote to life’s bitter pill. The family home of the Keegan’s…where visitors ambled from afar, Holidaymaker’s or day-trippers en-route …on coaches…motorcycle or in a car. Long gone is the catering van…selling breakfasts and cream teas, Well-manicured lawns…and the ...see more
My Dad was a copper and one day took me to the Gorse Hill Police Station where he was based. He and the duty sergeant muttered away quietly hatching a plan to surprise me. The sergeant took me on a tour of the building, eventually taking me down into the depths to see the cells. He was explaing how policeing had changed over years with Bow Street Runners, Peelers and so on. Eventually he asked if I was brave so, of ...see more
I arrived in Brockhall hospital in 1970 from Mauritius to become a 'Subnormal Nurse' as it was known then. I am still baffled how I managed to reach Brockhall with so little knowledge at the tender age of 19 years. I am not sure whether I was amongst the youngest Mauritian. I was very scared, but very excited to be accepted to train to be a nurse. I was taken to my room in the Nurses' Home. It was such a ...see more
I grew up here, a tiny hamlet underneath Bulbarrow Hill. My grandfather and father are buried in the churchyard. My mother still lives here and is a great stalwart of this tiny community.
I was at Milton Mount College (then known as St Mary's School) from 1951 - 53. The Child Rescue Society sent me there from a convent (St Anne's) in Brighton, Kent. In 1953, when I was 8, I was shipped out to Australia (child migrant) & spent the next 8 years in an orphanage (Clontarf Boys Town) in Western Australia. http://micky-clontarf.blogspot.com/
I have just found this site and I wonder if anybody remembers my dad who was the local milkman? My name is Maureen and I have a sister called Carol, we lived in Larkspur Road, we had wonderful times.
I was born in Huddersfield and lived in Clayton West until I got married in 1973. I lived in The Royds with my parent where my father was the local postman, in fact many of my relations lived in The Royds or near by. My fondest memories of the village are fishing in the dams which were located just of Bilham Road, creating really long sledging runs from what we, as children, called the the dam down the hill, ...see more
Hi, I am researching my family tree and am trying to locate Chandos Road and Unity Cottages in Park Street. I believe that Chandos Road was knocked down when the Queensmere Centre was built. I wondered if anyone knew which two roads leading on to the High Street are shown in this picture - I'm hoping they may be the two roads I am looking for - I understand they were nearly opposite each ...see more
My father and his brother used to visit East Oakley as children, in the 1930s. They stayed in (we think) Railway Cottages, the family was William Catch and his wife Rose (who is my great grandmother). If anyone has any information it would be lovely to hear from you. William Catch worked on the railway as a plate layer. They later moved to Southsea. Any information would be really helpful.
My grandmother's sister and brother-in-law (Elsie and Harry Walton) lived most of their married life in Leyburn. I have happy memories of going there with my grandmother, and staying there with them in the school holidays. I remember going to the old tea-rooms in the Market Square, and having tea-cakes and cream cakes, they were delicious. Sadly my great-aunt and uncle are no longer here, but I still have good memories of them, and of Leyburn. Brenda.
My great-aunt and uncle, Edna and Jack Hyde, lived all their married life in Whiteparish. Jack Hyde started working from about 14 years old, in the saddler's shop. Mr Till owned the shop. When Mr Till passed away, Jack carried on the business, and worked there up until he retired. He had worked there for 50 years or more. I have happy memories of visiting them in Whiteparish, as a child, and even ...see more
John and May Mcgahan worked in a Chapel-St-Leonards' chipshop for Ben? My mother was called Margaret Mcgahan. Does anyone remember them? Did you work with them? I would like to find out more.< also trying to find my dad alan smith who worked at the neptune and lived in the chalets next door i think he moved away with his dad to build boats
I was born at Drive Villa, Melbury Osmond in 1938, my parents coming both from London. But my father had a music shop in Yeovil. My memories of Melbury Osmond are very happy ones, we had a school then infants and juniors, the school's still there as a house now. We had a shop and a post office and a bakery round the back. The cottages were for the farm labourers who worked for the tenant farmers as Lord ...see more
My name was Nikki Haslam when we first moved to Sudbrook when I was about 3 or 4 years old. My parents' names were Albert and Betty Haslam. We moved there because Dad worked at the army barracks in Newport, then was transferrd to Beachley. My one main happy memory is of my late friend Lizzy Blight. When I broke my foot because Christopher Rowels dropped a drain on it and I ended up in a wheelchair ...see more
I went to school in Gretna and we were well educated, we also got the strap if we even spelt something wrong, we respected everyone. Teachers were Mr and Mrs Glasspool, Miss Davidson (?), Mr Priestley (?), and maths was Mr Macdonald and the head - well, I never liked Mr Liddle. There was a shop by the school that sold halfpenny licorice and sherbet dippers. The picture house was where I saw my first film 'Love Me Tender' with ...see more
I am writing this on behalf of my wife, Brenda Wilcox. She was born in Cwm and so was her brother Chris. Harry Wilcox, her father, was known in football terms as the gentle giant by the locals. Brenda lived in 5 Rhosgoch. When young, her mother used to take the children over past Llyn Penrhiw, past Rhiwbach ruins and on to Blaenau to shop. Quite a distance in those days. People she remembers among others were: ...see more
I lived in Mossband in the 1950s, I left there 1958. I went to school in Gretna and remember Miss Davidson the English teacher and Mr Glasspool the science teacher and his wife too, Pop Liddle was the headmaster. We lived on the green at Mossband, my dad was a war department policeman and we used to go in a truck to see films in Longtown army camp. They were all RAOC or Pioneer regiments.I loved ...see more
I lived in Riverhead from when I was 2 until we moved to Sundridge when I was 12. Our house was the one next to the church but hidden by the bus shelter in one of the pictures. Arthur Tye the butcher was my godfather. I also remember the steps up to 'The Heights' - when I was little, I used to watch the dustbins 'walk' up the wall of our back yard. I went to Amherst Primary School too! Does anyone remember the pageant "Under the Greenwood Tree" in about 1958 or so?
I remember the Harvest Festivals of my childhood in the 1950s, which were held in the Methodist Chapel. Women of the village spring cleaned the chapel before decorating it with produce, flowers and greenery. The displays were splendid, and central was the produce around the pulpit - this was added to with the children's baskets given during the festival. The chapel would be full and voices and organ belted ...see more
I had a holiday job for 8 weeks at Pontin's in the summer of 1967 before going up to Oxford University. I worked in the staff canteen with Philipe, a young Frenchman; and then also part-time as a barman. The camp deputy manager (Mr. Brown?) was reputed to have been Prince Charles' protection officer until the cherry brandy incident led to his resignation. Some of the chalet maids came over each summer ...see more
I have many many fond memories of Trevor. I grew up there as a child but was moved away from there at the age of 11. I lived across the road from the community centre, No 45, Julie Roberts used to live next door and my best mate Vincent Blackmoore used to live 3 doors up. Ah what can I say, so many good times, Trevor woods, the Canal woods and the Dee woods were all our hunting grounds. I remember being up a tree in the Canal ...see more
I was born in the village in a nursing home, that was in January 1949, just up from the old police station on the opposite side of the A30. Then I grew up in 13 Mildmay Terrace with my mother, father, grandmother and grandfather, their name was Alfred and Hilda Denton. When I was about 4 we moved to 7 Weir Road and Dad kept chickens at the top of the garden. I have a lot of happy memories from that time. My brothers and sisters were born at 7 Weir Road.
I grew up in Upminster (from 1935) and there used to be a great old stone bakery on the left hand side, going up Station Road. I think the owners were called Abraham. It was taken over by the council and torn down for a car park, very sadly. I remember that Mr Abraham then drowned himself in a nearby gravel pit. Does anyone else recall this sad event?