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I lived at the above address with my mum Evelyn and dad Jim Hoyle who for a time was the caretaker at the Stocksbridge C Of E school just across the road. My sisters Valerie and Vivien and I lived with with our parents in a one down and two up house at 420 . The other downstairs room of the house contained my grand father's ( Bill Brameld) cobblers and clog makers shop which as a very youg lad I would ...see more
I can remember Candy Corner, in the 1960s we would all gather outside this shop to decide what we would do with our day, it was such a lovely little sweet shop, my father in law used to buy 'Walnut Whips' in there on Sundays for my mother in law (that looks like his bike outside the shop)!!
My Great-uncle, Bertie (or Robert) Jarrett, was born in Oxfordshire in 1887 and lived in Limpsfield from the 1920s until his death in 1975. After serving in the Cavalry in the First World War, he became chauffeur to Sir Leslie Scott MP (Solicitor General in 1922), and later to Sir Benjamin Cohen KC. Bertie and his wife, Dorothy, had their own self-contained flat on the premises of one of these ...see more
In 1907 my Great-uncle, Arthur Jarrett, married Elizabeth Daniels in Ermington church. Elizabeth was the daugher of Frederick Daniels, who was then the landlord of the 'First and Last' Inn in Ermington. Arthur Jarrett was a groom for Lord Mildmay at Flete House. He also served in the cavalry, possibly the King's Dragoon Guards. I believe Arthur and Elizabeth lived in, or near, Ermington all their ...see more
"The Old Lady of Threadneedle Street" as the Bank of England is known maintained a small office in Glasgow fir many years. It was on the north side of St VIncent Place and I worked there between 1975 and 1978. On fine summer days I would cycle to the bank from my home in East Kilbride about 15 miles to the south but I rarely had the energy to pedal the whole way home in the evenings as there is ...see more
I was born in Glenavon Terrace in 1945, my parents moved to Cambridge in 1946. Every year since I can remember, I spent all my holidays, Xmas, Easter, summer, every spare moment I could back in what I believe is home. My granma and aunt moved to 30 George Street, I loved Caerau, it was in my blood, and still is, very proud to say I'm from Caerau. My time was spent winberry picking late summer, then ...see more
I lived at Cornerstones which was built for me in 1963/4, this is on Milton Mount Avenue. Both my sisters went to the Convent and then Milton Mount College. I used to fish in the lakes at Milton Mount with my Uncle in 1950/4.
I remember this photo well as I was born and brought up in Witton Gilbert. I was born in 1949 in Cheviot House at the bottom of Greens Opening, a very short walk from the Dene. I went to the "Tin School" which was the Infants school and now forms part of the by-pass which desecrated the village. I was told there had been a murder in the house in the dene which is why it was left to go derelict. ...see more
In 1952 I was serving in the Royal Air Force at R.A.F. Ouston, not far from Wylam. One evening there was a dance in the NAAFI and a number of young ladies came from the Castle Hill Convalescent Home by coach. I met and danced with a Miss Betty Lowry and we became good friends. I used to walk from camp to Wylam regularly to meet her, approaching the Home via the bridge. This lasted until I was posted to the Middle ...see more
Rumwood Court was the country home of Lord Rootes (of motor car manufacturing fame). During the war, the house was used as a maternity home for army wives to have their babies. I was born there in August 1942. My brother was also born there in July 1945. I have photos of myself and my father in his army uniform helping with the haymaking on one of our visits to my mother. I also have a photo ...see more
My family lived in Waltham Abbey from 1955 to 1961 and living there left a lasting impression on me. I attended Waltham Holy Cross County Primary School during this time and at the ripe old age of 8 auditioned there to become a chorister. The teacher was one Mr. Goodger whom I remember as a kindly old man. (I guess all adults seemed old in those days). Anyway I passed the audition and ...see more
I got married in 1968 at The Old Dagenham Church as it was known, although I believe its correct title to be St Peters and Pauls. (Correct me if I am wrong.) The marriage did not last, but I have 3 wonderful children and 2 fabulous grandsons and a new grandchild on the way. The pub opposite the church is the Cross Keys, which my dad Cliff O'Dell frequented with his friend Bill Chalk. I lived in St Giles Ave, with ...see more
I have lived in Saffron Walden all my life of 50 years. I have many great memories of Saffron Walden. My greatest memories are of the time we had at the locally named Paddler. The Paddler was at the top end of Rowntree Way. The area had a Pumping Station owned by the Water Board (still there today). There was a large paddling pool, 2 large grass play areas (no longer there due to houses being built). The pool was a ...see more
I grew up in Moorswater and went to Liskeard Sec. I have many great memories of my days there. I was lucky enough to be very successful at sport but my first taste of athletics will stay long in my memory. It took place at the interschool sports at Brickfields, I was in the junior boys 70 yards hurdles. The gun went and at the first hurdle I tripped and fell. Picking myself up, amazingly I still ...see more
My Great Great Grandparents were William and Elizabeth Pratt. In the 1880s William and his family had lived and worked on the Longleat Estate, William was the Head Gardener at that time. In 1891 they moved to Bath, and sadly William died there in 1892, and on his death certificate it stated that he died at 24 Southgate Street. Further sadness followed when son Arthur Reginald also died, he was only 14. Thanks to the Bath ...see more
In July 1959, I was born at home, to Eric and Ann Shields in Coldharbour village. My father was the village policeman; we lived in what was then the police house, which was situated next to the village shop opposite the schoolhouse. All of these properties have now been turned into private homes, but in the scheme of things, the wonder of Coldharbour is how little has changed in almost 50 years. I ...see more
We are sure that the policeman standing in his box doing point duty was our dad, PC Mcginty or number 100. He was a policeman for forty years with Preston borough and we and a lot of Preston people have fond memories of him standing in that spot.
Rather than Longfield Hill, this looks more like Longfield itself with Howe's Garage in the centre foreground. My Dad worked here from the late 1930s to when he retired in 1973; it was run by his uncle Frank Howe and his son David (now living in Herne Bay) joined the garage from about 1960. I remember the old petrol pumps for Shell, BP, National Benzole and Power. Later taken over by the Co-op as ...see more
Hello, my name is Colin Cochrane and I used to live at 103 Bewicke Rd with my parents Alec and Anne, and my brother and sister John and Andrea. Like most kids in this area I suffered from asthma and one night I had a bad attack and an ambulance was called. I was put in the back gasping for air and as it drove off a door fell off and I burst out laughing, clearing my airways so didn't have to go to hospital. I now live in Germany with my wife and 2 grown up children.
My father, Ken Hatton, worked as a surveyor with Cementation, a civil engineering company from Bentley Nr. Doncaster. They were driving a water tunnel under the Trough of Bowland. At that time we lived in Clitheroe at 12 Windsor Avenue off Henthorn Road. I remember going down Low Moor to a beauty spot known locally as "little Blackpool" on the River Lune, for some reason I always associate it with ...see more
My grandad, Terry Chalk, was born in Seale sometime around the early 1940s. His father lived in Seale, and worked in the farm there. Terry later left and married Jane Mitchell, and now they live in Ramsgate. Kent, he has two children and 3 grandchildren. I will write back when I have more details but until then please e-mail me if you knew him, or even just lived in Seale, and I shall pass it on to him at: www.ieshamathews@googlemail.com Thank you, Iesha Mathews (was Chalk)
I attended The Convent of the Blessed Sacrament between the years of 1963 to 1965 (inclusive). I was a dreadufully wild child from Colonial Africa and rejoiced in the name of Carol Anne Bult. The Reverend Mother of "The Towers" at the time was Rev Mother Marie Helen (Sister Mary Bruno was the headmistress). "The Fat Lady Sings" is a manuscript in the process of editing and publication, hence the title of this ...see more
I attended Ardwick secondary modern school for girls, many of my friends lived in Ardwick we would all walk to school together, on the way home hot vimto at the cafe so I got to know the area well. Of course we visited the Apollo cinema and the Hippodrome, then the Court School of Dancing in the Apollo building, Hyde Roadside chips from the chippy on the way home. 1964 till 1967 I worked at Union Street day nursery in Ardwick.
My father was manager of Greenwoods for a lot of years. Many Selby people will remember him. We lived around the corner at 1 Audus Street from 1955 onwards and the bedroom above the shop was mine!!!
My Grandmother, Grace Mary Enticknap (later Gravett) was born in Hambledon in 1906. I have just found this out researching my family history, and am so excited to find these old photographs of the village - and nearby Witley where she and her family also lived at one stage. Now I can imagine what life was like for her, her parents and siblings ... what a beautiful place to live! She and her husband later ...see more
My parents bought Strathmore which was a large house with 4 1/2 acres of garden just opposite the village shop on the road to Charlwood. We lived there as a family until about 1965, Peter Butterworth was a neighbour. Both my sisters Anne & Carolyn were married in Ifield Church. Friends who also lived in the village were John Reynolds and George Dutton. The Laker family were our gardeners. Strathmore is now a development of 54 Georgian style houses.
I lived at number 90 Stanley Road from 1964 until 1985. My dad worked at the Gas Board at the top of the road where the gas holder always seemed to dominate the skyline. Although it was an ugly building it was part of South Harrow and I think a few people were sad to see it taken down. Not many people knew that it was a nesting site for a pair of kestrels and they nested there since I was a kid until they pulled it ...see more
Spent 3 very happy years on the nursing staff, made many friends, who I lost contact with.
I went on a youth hostelling trip to the Isle of Wight in 1969 with my young brother Geoff and indulged our interest in trains by walking along the railway track of disused old steam train routes. However one memory that sticks out is the strange but true experience of riding on old London Transport tube trains which had been brought over to the Isle of Wight to run an electric train service ...see more
What a joy to see the stained glass window again. Every childhood Christmas with my beloved mum & dad, my brother and I would enter the fancy dress competition in this very room. Also we eagerly awaited the arrival of Father Christmas, coming down the lift!! So many families we met year after year, every Christmas, catered for by Jean Coleman and her husband. Thanks to Mum and Dad for the most wonderful memories.
I lived at 68 West Street. My father was head gardener at Hinton House when the Malvern Girls College moved back to Malvern, he moved and we followed later in between the Germans bombed us, and I think it was the next day they came over in daylight, we could see the pilots, they were so low. The head master had his windscreen broken by shrapnel in Crewkerne, they were looking for Yeovilton. John Burge.
My surname is Warnham and am very interested to see how this relates with the village of Warnham. I wonder whether this is where my family originally resided all those years ago. Would be interested to know about gravestones and names of any Warnhams to see whether this could be the case. Thanks if anyone can assist I would be grateful.
I have a similar photo to this one ref 32487 in an old photo album of my great grandfather's. His maternal grand-parents were the Warder of Chepstow Castle ( George Morrey) This album is now being returned to Wales and will be given to Chepstow Museum for their archive collection. My great-grandfather's name was Edgar Howe Salmon, my father's name was Edgar Striguil Salmon.
On the left hand side behind the wall you can just see the top of the roundabout that we used to play on, along with the swings. The wall marked the boundary of Higher Bebington Park. There was a gap in the hedge next to the telegraph pole where you could jump down from the wall which we used as a short cut out of the park.
I was born in Ruabon in 1935 at No1 Church Walks, obviously near the church. I lived there until I left for University in 1953 and later moved to Gresford.
My father, Eric Bowen of Ruabon, worked at the Ministry of Pensions office, shown on the left of the postcard, for many years. I used to visit him occasionally.
My memory of the area is based on my secondary school days here at the St James Catholic School, I think it was in Orange Hill Rd? I lived in Wembley during the war years and started school at St Josephs Primary in Wembley Hill. In 1951 at age 11, I started at St James in Burnt Oak. I remember I had to catch 3 buses, not sure about the first one but I know that the 140 and the 52 busses were ...see more
My Dad put up the clock that used to hang outside his office of Charles Clarke printers in Boltro Road. Does anybody know what happened to it ?
My family friend Mrs Pat Davey thinks that the people on the right, walking along the pathway are her & her late husband William (Bill) Davey.
On this photograph there is a little 'bump' on the horizon just below Warsett. That 'bump' is 3 railway cottages and my Dad lived in No. l with his parents and brother and sister around 1912 - 13ish when he was school age. He went to Brotton School where he met my mum. My grandad had the Signal Box at Huntcliff and then Carlin How and they then moved to Skinningrove. I was about 4 years old when ...see more
My family and I lived in Stocks Lane, Drury's Garage was next to us at the top on the corner. The house we lived in still looks exactly the same today as it did so many years ago. Sadly Drury's house, which is shown in the picture, is in a dreadful state and new flats are in place of the garage. My friend lived above the shop John Manners and we often fought for a turn to ride the big rocking horse. Horace called the ...see more
I have in my possesion a Cameron Cup-winners' medal dated 1927, won by Buchlyvie F.C. I was given this medal by an old lady in Aliston, Canada. There is no name on the medal. Could anyone help with any info.
Looking at this photo, I'm taken back to summers on that beach full of pebbles and the cafe shown with its novel smell, something like milky coffee! At about this time Abergele had a cinema, upstairs in the market street. My parents owed Coed Mor, a guest house in the town, and some of the children staying with us and I went to see "The Incredible Journey", a film about two dogs and a cat traveling ...see more
My grandparents lived and worked in Cowden. I spent all of my holidays with them from an early age from about 1965 to the late 1970s. My granddad worked on the railways and then with Leighs builders (Edenbridge) and after he retired he was the gardener at Chantrills. My grandmother (Mrs Pocock) worked at the Cowden stores and I spent my days with her there - helping to make up the orders that were delivered by Mr ...see more
Among the attractions at this year's annual Rixey Park Tractor Rally were the Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers and their band - a local dance team based at Combeinteignhead. For days beforehand the weather had been absolutely atrocious so the venue at Bellmarsh Meadows, on the Chudleigh Road, between Kingsteignton and Chudleigh Knighton, was absolutely sodden and truly muddy! ...see more
My cousin who lived beside the canal in Gringley Road was Roy Butroid, my favourite cousin, who was the local carpenter and later undertaker. Sadly he died eight years ago but his widow, a lovely lady named Pauline, still lives there and my husband and I sometimes visit. Margaret Freebury (from another well known Misterton family) was Walter Freebury's daughter who was my mother's cousin. She unfortunately ...see more
My gt. grandfathers married sisters named Brothers. The three familes have been in and around Deal for centuries Gt. grandfather Maxwell was a Royal Marine, as was grandfather Piddock. My father 'Phys' Pidddock was welterweight boxing champ RM in 1925. Smiths were in the fish trade. Ted Smith had the first Fish and Shop in Deal [North side of Alfred Square] well before WW1. Grandfather Piddock had sweet shop in ...see more
Whilst this is the best known photograph of Ford Park Cemetery in the late nineteenth century it is also one of the best of Plymouth College (seen in the top right), because it was taken at a time when the school still owned all the land down to the eastern cemetery wall and had continuing hopes of extending the first phase of the Oxbridge style complex to both sides and forward as well as further developing the ...see more
I was born at Maryfield 25 Feb 1941, a screaming, greetin 10 pounder. The family moved to Summerford the next year. As I got older I began to realize I had landed in boys' paradise, so many things to do and so much to explore. We swam in the Forth and Clyde Canal [when the oil was thin enough], fished for pike, perch and dace in the Union Canal. We climbed huge chestnut and beech trees, ran wild on the ...see more
This scene has changed little, except for the addition of carpeted areas and pews that look far more comfortable and inviting! I feel sure that every person who has walked through the doors of this church has been touched by what they have seen and the wonderful people they have met here. Todays community has added many other fine features like their fabulous millenium tapestry and the tea bar!!! I have loved this ...see more
When I was around 11/12 years old I stayed at this holiday camp several times. We all came down from London and had a great time playing war games with the local kids. I remember my friends and I buying children size army hats from the corner store. Our teacher saw us with our hats on and asked us to line up like soldiers and walk in a straight line. We often had a ride on the little train. We went ...see more
While I was on a family holiday in Northumberland, I went to Berwick one Saturday in March 2004 and enjoyed a rare sunny and mild day doing two things I enjoy: a walk on the pier to sniff the sea air and secondly a football match! I went to watch Berwick Rangers play Hamilton which was the first Scottish league football match I had seen since visiting Glasgow for a Celtic game in the 1960's! ...see more
A friend let me stay in her wee fisherman's cottage in Seahouses for an early holiday in March 2004. My wife Elizabeth and I drove up from our home in Watford through the unseasonal snow and we were quite worried about getting there at all! We had brought our elderly cat, Socks, with us as well and she loved the cottage as she curled up on the rug in front of the solid fuel fire in ...see more
Yes the place is All Soul's School. I went there from 1957 to 1964. My name was Jayne Thompson then. I lived in Cheriton High Street. I'm trying to find out the name of the butcher's which used to be next to the library. It's now part of the bank. Mr. Ives was a butcher there and Mrs. Reading the cashier. Can anyone remember it? I went to school with Susan Ives.
One of the 'treasures' of Church Corner, Misterton was the Post Office which was run by Dorothy and Gordon. I often visited there as Dorothy was the sister of my boyfriend at that time. Nearby was Walter Scott who was the butcher who went to School with my Mother, Minnie Butroid, one of a very well known and respected Misterton families. Walter made the best sausages and any time my Mother and I visited ...see more
My Grandparents went to this beautiful valley in the 1940's. Then for the rest of their lives. We are now a 3rd generation of friends with a family from the area. This place in Wales is very dear to my heart I have been going there all my life it is a place I feel safe. My Grandparents took my mother, my mum took me & now I take my own kids, I love the area. It's like a comfy pair of slippers & I wish I could go there more often.
I also remember this charming little cottage from my childhood in the 1960's. Was so pleased to see it featured on BBC Breakfast this week & to hear it is open to the public once a week by the young woman who now lives there.
I went to school in Newton on Trent when I was 7. The head teacher was Mrs Moore. There was a Big room and a Little Room. The Little Room had a Wendy House...and I remember reading a book about and boy who kept running around a tree until he turned to butter. I never did understand how that happened. In the Big Room we had wooden desks that sat two pupils side by side. There were holes for ink ...see more
I was not born when my family lived in Kirkby Green but I have heard my mother tell a few stories of life there. She had a pet trout who lived in the Beck which ran past the back garden. She called him Peter and would go down to feed him most days. When he failed to turn up for a few days she blamed the American Airmen who were stationed nearby saying they must have caught him to eat. The family of ...see more
We moved to Park Farm Kettlethorpe when I was 7. The family at this time was reduced to Mum and Dad, Eileen, Brian, Maureen and Gillian. At first we lived in a semi detatched house at the top of the lane leading down to the Farm. Neighbours were Mr and Mrs Button with daughters Glenys and Susan and Mr and Mrs Sherbourne. Dad was promoted to Farm Forman so we moved down the the main ...see more
I was born on Aston Terrace (leading down to Brookhouse colliery) in 1956, lived there till I was 3-4ish yet I can remember running down to the bridge to get there before the steam train passed under the bridge, memories I still treasure along with the friends I knew there, many of them also moved to the new council estate. Many of them no longer with us but not forgotten. One of the strongest ...see more
The houses in Castle Street have been knocked down some 20 years ago. I used to live in no 18 and used to play in the castle grounds since we had no garden.
I can happily remember the roof garden cafe, it was wonderful with frothy coffee in little glass cups, and we would sit on one of the "island's" that the stepping stones in the picyure led to. I also remember my sister Sue being about 3 or 4 and her falling in the pond head-first trying to touch the fish, Mum had to dry her out in the loo.
I visited my gran and my aunts in Llanbradach twice in the early 1970s. It was my first ever visit to Great Britain and I fell in love with the church. To someone accustomed to supermarkets, shopping from grocer to butcher to baker was like having an Enid Blyton book come true. My sisters and I soon made friends with two of the girls who lived there, Susan and I forget the other girl's name. I can see their ...see more
I lived at 99 Northolt Road from my birth in 1954 until approx. 1961. My grandfather, Walter Taylor had a cafe there although it was closed when I lived there with my parents & grandparents. My grandmother was Florence taylor and she ran the cafe in the market for many years. I remember well some of the other stall holders, Henry at the fish stall, Brummy at the handbags etc. Grandad used to go to The Three ...see more
I grew up in Park Lane, this is the eastern side of Lane End, and then consisted of mostly 1940s- & 1950s-built council houses. I grew up in Coronation Crescent, a semi, 3 bed council house. These were not so much pebble dashed, as gravel dashed houses, sharp to the touch and the stones a mix of white, pink & red. Our back garden backed onto the farm of Mrs Archer, who kept pigs, ...see more
I belonged to St Matthew's Church Choir in Stretford, Manchester as a chorister, and every May bank holiday the choir had a week's vacation at Nash Court. In those days it was a national association of boys' clubs venue. There were dormitories around the back. I wonder if the wonderful tree house is still in the large oak tree in the playing fields. I seem to remember a ghost story concerning a dog called Spot which saw ...see more
How could I forget these shelters (there were two of them)? We moved to North Deal in 1954 when I was 10. The shelter at the top of Farrier Street was nearest to me - a place to stand in a storm, I practised hitting hockey balls against the concrete steps, my beloved Granny used to sit on one side and watch the sea, our tenant, in Indian Army officer (retired and without much money) used to sit in the shelter too, very lonely I ...see more
I was evacuated to some wooden bungalows in Goring Road and lived with Percy and Renee Bonner. Renee's relations were Romany gypsies who lived in Woodcote. The photo shows The White Lion and the village shop which I believe was "Pointers Stores". Percy ran a log delivery business, and these were delivered by horse and cart to surrounding areas by Percy, and although only 10 yrs old, myself!! I can safely say that despite the war ...see more
A school friend at Reigate Grammar was Joe Cheffings; his parents ran the village shop and bakery about midway to the church, on the left of the picture. An elder brother, Tony, helped at home when on holiday from St. Paul's school, and had a penchant for very elderly motorcycles, picked up for nothing from a quarry dump towards Dorking somewhere. 2 dogs, and 2 donkeys completed the household! I used to ...see more
My sister and I were born in Playhillocks Cottage, Longhaven - me in 1937 and my sister in 1936. When I was about 3 or 4 we moved to a council house in Cruden Bay, Serald Street, where my brother was born. In 1950 we migrated to Australia and sadly by the time I could afford a trip back to Scotland the cottage had gone. I believe that the cottage might have been part of the estate of Longhaven House which was ...see more
My parents ran the New Inn (now The Nobody Inn) when my grandmother died, and we moved from Higher Ashton to take over the tenancy. The Pub was owned by the St Annes Well Brewery who operated from Exeter. Many memories flow from those days. School with Miss Mary Wippell Mallet who had the typical bun hairstyle, and lived with her sister in the school house just below the school. The school inspector?attendance ...see more
My dad was Cyril Henry Sprake, I have memories of travelling to Eype to see my gran, she was Day then. As grandad and uncle Robert died during the war, I am interested in knowing which of the local Sprake families was grandad's. I too think of the area as my spiritual home, I have said to my family that I should like to be returned there one day as we moved around the west country, Dorset, Hampshire, Somerset, I ...see more
Has anybody any history of Mayfield Farm/house around 1935, like who owned it, and what type of farm it was, I have since found out that my Dad's sister [Joan] drowned in the fishpond when she was 18 months old, My Dad's[George] Dad also [George Addy] was a farm hand there with his wife Doris, who lived in The lodge on Mayfield farm, they moved from Woodchurch in Kent. Any whiff of anything would help.
From 1960 approx onwards- my father was the best blacksmith around. He was a master blacksmith at Smithy-House, Siddington. He not only shod horses but was the master of welding farming implements. Never a bad word was ever said about him. He retired to Chelford where he died in 2001. Many of the farmers remembered him including -The Wains, Worth's, Venables, Pilkingtons and many ...see more
The first time I stayed at Tyn-a Don farm I was about 6, I fell in love with the place straight away. I remember we borrowed a tent from a friend of the family who took us there that first time. The kids of today would be horrified at what we had to last us for the whole 2 weeks we stayed. My sister and I could only take 1 bat and ball, (for French cricket), a board game each, 1 pack of cards and a book. ...see more
This entrance to the park is largely unchanged and the park is well worth a visit. The Friends group for this park are Heaton Mersey Village Conservation Group (HMVCG) and their website is www.hmvcg.org.uk
I was married in Veryan Church on 4th August 1962 to Michael Henry Symons Blamey and we lived in Rose Cottage in Portloe after our marriage. Our son Andrew Mark was born in 1963 and towards the end of 1963 I moved back to Birmingham which is where I originally came from. I remember the winter of 1962 as a particularly bad one, the local bus had to have chains on its wheels in order to get in and out of ...see more
My mother, Beatrice Constable, was born in a little cottage in Balcombe. The happy event took place in a small asbestos bungalow with lots of hydrangeas around the front door. Her parents were Joshua and Elizabeth Constable. Nan had seven boys and seven girls. Some were stillborn and buried in the churchyard under a tree. Does anyone remember this family?
I remember this hospital, being born here. My mother told me it was a lovely summer's day until the day was drawing on and it turned windy and cloudy and a nasty thunderstorm. My mother had not a clue what to call me so the nurse who had delivered me said my mother 'Gail', so that's how I was named. My parents stayed there for a while and moved to High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire. My mother fell pregnant again the ...see more
