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I'm privileged to be the first to leave a memory relating to Borth Y Gest. I first had a holiday there in 1964. The owner of the factory where my dad was director owned a lovely holiday home in an elevated position in Mersey Street. The house is called "Mirain" and has unrivalled views across the estuary to Harlech. We had at least one holiday a year there until 1978 when the house was sold. I've ...see more
Kennards had the little zoo where a monkey in a tiny cage reached out and pulled my sister's hair. This was about the year of Queen Elizabeth's coronation. We went down to Woolworth’s and were given free Union Jack flags. Upstairs in Kennards there was another area with penny slot machines. Inside each glass case there was a scene that was activated when you put the penny in. One scene was a haunted graveyard with a ...see more
I have lived in New Haw most of my life. My family moved from Kings Road to Farleigh Road in 1949. One of my first memories was being taken to the New Haw Clinic for day care as my mother worked in London. There I encountered Nurse Lytle whom I met later at West Byfleet and Fullbrook School. We nicknamed her "The Nit Nurse". Pocket money in the 1950s was not very generous - but at the age of 5 I clutched 2d in ...see more
The young man on the outside of the pavement is me, the group standing in the distance are family members and the two on my right are demanding to know where I am going, as it happened I was going to see my Gran. Did not know who the kids were and still don't but if you look at the picture my fists are clenched I was ready for a fight but they backed off, I still walk with clenched fists to this day! If you ...see more
I was only thinking about my early education recently, then one evening I stumbled across this photo of my old school. I was only a baby when my family, along with thousands over the years, moved to the commuter (only it wasn't called that then) village of Garforth. I remember my first morning at this school, it must have been in 1967 when I would have been four going on five. I went for the morning, and ...see more
I was born in Elmgrove Crescent Harrow in 1933 and lived in Pinner Road North Harrow, moving to Wealdstone in 1934. I started at Bridge Scool in 1938 and followed on to Belmont Sec. Modern School until leaving in August 1948 and started training as an electrician with Northmet Electricity at 4 College Road Harrow. I was attached to the Kenton branch showrooms and depot in Kenton Road, ...see more
I was born in the above pub in 1940. My grandmother Mary Jane Abbot used to run it and there was an old skittle alley in the bar. I was born in the room above it. The pub used to have an old rose garden, an orchard and a small car park, a pet pig [Sally] and I used to help pull the pints aged 3 in the bar. There was an old boy called "Champ" who used to tease me all the time, telling me "You've got your Mam's ribbon ...see more
We lived in Park Avenue, Palmers Green during the years 1944 to 1960. Our family consisted of three married couples with their children all occupying the one terraced house (this wasnt considered unusual at the time). I have fond memories of the cinemas, which were the Palmadium and the slightly grubby Queens. HeyHo Tempus fugit
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My grandparents bought the second house in this picture (number 343) in the 1930s, so they were living in this house when the picture was taken (1938). Their names were Daniel and Annie Owens. When this photo was taken my mother, Gladys May Owens, lived here, she was 19. If anyone knows anything about the family or knows who took this photo then I'd love to know. Thankyou! Jennifer
My great grandmother Hannah Bull was I believe a servant in 1901 at what I can only find as 'The Rectory' Bulmer, Malton. The Head of the House was John J Davies born about 1864. He was described as Clerk in Holy Orders; Clergy. I am trying to find information about my great grandmother and would love to find out if anyone knows what church John J Davies was connected with and if it still stands. I reside ...see more
My Great Aunt May Brown ran this shop for many years in Gainford. She was housekeeper to the local Catholic priests prior to this.
My great great grandfather, Simon Myall, had a farm called Blackden Hall according to the 1851 census. The house is still there but no longer a farm. Audrey Frost
Just past the signal box on the left over the motorway bridge is the Mitre Pub. Many happy evenings were spent there on hot summer nights with my parents. I remember Vimto through a straw and Smiths crisps with the blue salt wrap inside, and playing in the high fenced gardens there. Mom would enthrall us all with tales of how they laid out the miners on the table in the back room, then the long walk back up the hill singing our heads off...
The long low building to the rear of the picture I remember as the Key factory (Huffs), my mom worked there for some time and we would rush to meet her on payday to get our treat. It was one of the few places in Essington to employ women and is still there now I believe... To the right of the Key factory (out of shot) was the Scout hut, then the pit and the doctors surgery.
I'm not sure if the box was still in use in 1965. I remember it better about five years later when Hells Angels used it as a type of den. We (a few mates and I) used to walk the railway line from the pithead to Broad Lane playing fields, we always had a nosey into the box as it was pretty derelict by then (aged about 10). I see it now and can't believe how well the owners have restored it and converted it ...see more
I was five and walked down this road to the infants school on the left (you can just see the school railings). My future primary school (St Johns) is in the old building to the right. There was a little sweet shop on the left (out of shot ) where we all rushed to get our halfpenny's worth of 'SUCK'. At the bottom left past the car is the HAUNTED vicarage that put the willys up me on dark stormy wintry mornings. I was only ...see more
My Grandparents ran the post office in Haslington for many years (not sure how many exactly). Their names were Harry and Connie Jones, they built the business up from nothing and delivered newspapers, ran the post office and made their own ice cream which my mum always said people came from miles to buy. They were always up at 5 o'clock in the morning sorting out the newspapers and delivering them as ...see more
I arrived in Llanwrtyd Wells around 1947. I was 9 years old. My father Douglas Gimson had come on before us in 1946 to work in the Cambrian Factory as he was a disabled ex-Prisoner of War. I arrived with my mother Eileen and young brother Ronald. We had travelled up from the Rhondda Valley in the back of a vehicle with bits of furniture and belongings. The difference then between the ...see more
I remember Bill Brown from the days when he ran the local cinema in the Norton Arms ballroom and later at the cinema he built just off the carpark. He also captured many scenes in Knighton with his cameras. I don't know if he is still around, but what a wealth of memories he must have stored away. I also remember Knighton when I worked after school and on Saturdays as a delivery boy for J. L. Allcock in the days when ...see more
I have strong memories of Barton Turf as a 5year old boy from London's East End. I was shipped to Bartom Turf to escape the Blitz after our house in Vallance Road was demolished by a bomb. My dad was on active service in the army and my mum stayed with her parents. I arrived at a large assemby hall to be selected by my new family (name of Shepherd). I came back to London at war's end totally traumatised as I could not ...see more
I was a patient in Branston Hall Hospital in 1964/65. I was admitted to the hopital after being discharged from the WRAF. Mr Wilkinson was one of the senior doctors and Mr Goddard was the sister in charge. Jock was there too and so was my guardian angel Barbara who did any shopping I needed. The staff were great. I was a long way from home and the staff and my fellow patients made sure ...see more
Does anybody remember E. Tucker, tobacconist, on the corner of Nutwell Street and the High Street?
I was evacuated to Zeals during the war from London, to I think, Zeals House. I recall the airfield, and I remember a local pub, which I think had a yew tree outside. My folks and military members would drink and dance outside under the tree. I recall a aircraft crashing at the airfield and burning. I don't know if the pilot escaped. That was my first contact with aeroplanes, and my interest in aviation grew from there. I ...see more
The front of the Grand Hotel as shown in this view from 1912 is remarkably like the hotel now, in 2008. Its only when the dancers and musicians of Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers went inside that we found a huge sun lounge, a wide terrace overlooking swimming pools and a fountain that are modern additions! The Grand Hotel and local radio station, Gemini, had ...see more
I was born 1949 in Huddersfield and lived in Skelmanthorpe until 1970. I was delighted to see the photos of Skelmanthorpe taken in the fifties. It brought back wonderful childhood memories of things that I'd already forgotten. I remembered going to Bower's Newsagent to pay for our papers once every week, the chemist shop next door and then there was a greengrocer nearby called Wraggs if I remember rightly. ...see more
I lived in Chudleigh Knighton when I was 11 years old until I was 15. That was 1932 till 1936. I was taught at the lovely school there. The head mistress was Miss Gill and her assistants Miss Bray and Miss Parkhurst. My family had broken up and I lived with my grandparents Mr. William Thompson and Mrs. Elizabeth Thompson who had a small orchard and bicycle repair business with a couple of ...see more
I always understood that these were wheel stops to prevent the carriages rolling back down the hill and were not to tie the horse to.
I lived at Church Farm, Longparish in the late fifties & early sixties. The farm was then a working farm and my father was dairyman. I went to the primary school just after it was rebuilt, the teachers were Miss Munday & Miss Tari. The school playing field was rough grass, it was then relaid with no fence by the river yet we never came to any harm. At Church Farm there was a big old barn next to the granary. In ...see more
I went to this school from about 1935 until I entered Bedwellty Grammar School .A war time memory comes to mind. One afternoon Miss Davies, our teacher, told us that we were going to help the war effort. We were all going to scour the countryside and collect hips (the fruit of the rose hip. Much later on in life I discovered that it was turned into rose-hip syrup). To continue ... Off we all ...see more
As a lad of 12 + I used to visit the Penllwyn with my friend. There was a massive tented camp full of American soldiers. They were there for some time and we would freely walk about the tents. One day we arrived and every single tent had gone.
My family had a holiday in Jaywick every summer, from when I was 5 up until I was about 15 years old. We would stay in bungalows on stilts!! My brothers and me thought this was wonderful,and would run and play under these bungalows. The weather always seemed to be baking hot, and I remember the sand burning my feet! At night, my family and all the other relations who were on holiday with us, would go to the ...see more
My father was demobbed during 1945 and gave his address as Applegates. Does anyone know who resided at the address who might be still alive. Regards Lilly.
I have 2 photos of a Street Party in Fullwell Avenue. Might be VE day or just a street party. Anyone who wants a copy then just contact me. Thanks Bob Burgess
Looking at the photo, the large building to the left was known as Moni's building when I was born there in 1957. My grandpa (Wullie Gray) lived just to the right of the Co-Op building shown at number 17/19 Paisley Road. He would have been 18 when this was taken. I believe the Co-Op is a Fumeral Parlour now but Moni's buiding is still there. great photo Regards Wullie Gray
I was 12 yrs old when this picture was taken and I remember it very well. The photo was taken from the war memorial looking down to the railway station, the footbridge is clearly visible in the centre of the picture. On the left of the photo the building was a bank, I believe it was Lloyds but being penniless we didn't have a bank account. Following on down the street the first shop was Proudlocks ...see more
I was born in Borehamwood but moved to Radlett when I was two weeks old. My father came from Radlett, his name was Peter Cole. His father was Charley Cole who owned the electrical shop in the high street, C&R COLE. My father played for the local football team. He also used to work for his father driving around Radlett doing electrical jobs. There was a time you could walk down the high street and know a lot of people but today it has changed and I think not for the better.
Hello to all. I am looking into my family history. I know my grandfather, William John Palmer, was born at Garnant on 27 October 1904, his parents are listed as Hannah Palmer, formerly Thomas, and James Palmer, Engine Driver in Colliery. They resided at Garnand Hill, Garnant. Could anyone give me any other information about them? If anyone there is related to me or knows my family line I would love ...see more
I visited Nutfield when I was 4 or 5 with my granny Lillian Curry - who was headmistress (a grand term for the head teacher of a 2 room school) of Nutfield C of E. She must have been appointed in the late 1930s and worked there for 20 years - through the war - and retired in the mid 1950s. She recalled the terrible smell of the trains she caught from Carshalton Beeches in 1940 after Dunkirk - ...see more
I moved to no. 6 from Thornton Heath, aged 3, with my parents, Sylvia and George. My maiden name was Ruthven. My brother Keith was born in 1958. I initially went to Bandon Hill school, but my brother got pneumonia just after his 1st birthday and they transferred me to High View, as there was lollipop lady and my mum wouldn't have to take me. One of my favourite memories is of Sunday School at the Methodist ...see more
Ok, so it may have been a little later than 1955, but we used to live in Southbourne Grove, and used to thrash our bicycles across the fields (over the arterial road) and make our way to the back of the airport where the old engines were laid out in rows. If we were lucky, we could creep about amongst them without being caught! Probably my earliest memory was seeing the Tiger Moths flying around, ...see more
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I well remember Rowley Bristow Hospital as I became a patient in Rudolf Ward (under Sister Morris of Byfleet) the day before I was due to sit my O levels in June 1956. Fortunately, I was allowed to sit them in hospital and each day I was wheeled into a small room, between the two rooms that made up Rudolf Ward, to take them. I spent some 5 weeks there and the experience made me realise how very fortunate I was ...see more
I have fond memories of growing up in Leverson St, not far from Mitcham Lane where our local shops were. I went to Eardley Rd School & then on to Dunraven Secondary School. Spent a lot of my teenage yrs at the Locarno, Bowling Alley & Streatham Ice Rink. One of my favourite places has always been The Rookery on Streatham Common, I spent a lot of time there as a child. Another favourite place was Tooting ...see more
Since my parents died within a few weeks of each other a few years ago I have been looking into my father's family tree, and it seems all his relatives came from Mark in Somerset so I hope to visit there soon to trace my family tree further as I have hit a brick wall at the moment. I have got as far as a "Thomas Urch" who was born around 1737 and married to Sarah? If anyone could help I would be very grateful.
I was born in Kelvin Grove which is the road coming out on the left of this picture. My grandparents lived on the corner of Kelvin Grove & Rockingham Road, their names were Andrew and Elsie Robertson. My grandfather was known as Mr Coke Ovens because of the years he worked at Stewart & Lloyds. I remember shopping with my grandmother on this street, going to the Odeon cinema and having the ...see more
I moved to Hatfield Peverel in late 1941, after my family was bombed out in London. My father took the Duke of Wellington pub over, where we lived until 1949. Yes they were good years in the village, but at the beginning we were outcasts as we were Cockneys, but after three months it got really good. ONly my dialect was a bit different and got me into a lot of trouble at school, the local church ...see more
Our family moved from Bognor to Yapton in 1951 just before my 10th birthday. I was only 13 and attending Chichester High School for Girls when I started working weekends at Hobbs Farm, Bilsham Corner. It was a pedigree Jersey dairy farm and we used to bottle gold top milk with cream that came half-way down the glass pint. The milk was fresh, not pasteurized. I can't find milk like that today. Most of these cows' milk tested ...see more
I well remember going to the Catholic church as between 1948 and 1954 I attended St Mary's Roman Catholic School. When I first went to the school it was the old school and in 1953 a new one was opened close to the church and we all thought it was great as we had inside toilets and everything was new. The Head mistess was Miss Read.
I well remember Yeovil as a boy in the 1940s and this lovely view of Princess Street brings back many memories. The road was actually the A30 road from London to Exeter running through the town and would often be clogged with traffic in the summer. The street had lovely shops including Genges on the left which became Redwoods toy shop. This was always more of a classier street than the nearby Middle ...see more
Carrick Castle WAS my childhood. we lived in Glasgow and most weekends my dad would either drive us up - I was usually car sick on the windy twisty bumpy roads - or we'd sail up in the boat from Bowling. That was the best way cos then my sister and brothers could take the speedboat over to "our" island -no wonder I was obsessed with the Famous Five and Kirrin Island! One evening we ...see more
I was born at 5 Rosemount Terrace, Hotwells, no longer there. I remember Harry Eavans, the paper shop, all the shops. The oub, the spring gardens, the flying fox. Oh happy days. Clifton National School, that was many years ago. I am 82 years old. My name was Pat Smith, now Pat Blake. I wish I could find a DVD of old Bristol.
THE SLATE ISLANDS By Walter Deas Some 24k (15 miles) south and west of Oban lies an area with interesting old villages, megalithic cairns, Iron Age forts, standing stones and castles. One heads south on the Oban - Lochgilphead Road, leaving this road at Kilninver, eventually reaching the Clachan ...see more
What an unexpected pleasure it was stumbling quite by accident upon this website this evening! I was born in Croydon in 1948 and lived in West Croydon till 1955. I have very vivid memories of the high street, even of being 'bumped' down the Surrey Street steps in a push chair! My very first memory in fact.. Siselys sweet shop was at the top of Oakfield Road, where I lived ... and a visit there after a shopping trip ...see more
I was born 3rd July 1959 in Marlborough hospital, I spent the first few months of my life in Ramsbury, my parents lived opposite the fire station, until our house burnt down and we moved to Crabtree Close, Chilton Foliat, where my dad still lives. I then went to the "OLD" Chilton Foliat Village School, which is no longer a school but has been converted into a house. The head master in ...see more
The building on the left of the King Street view is the former branch of the Bank of England where I worked between 1966 and 1969. There were vaults beneath and a vehicle entrance to a "bullion yard" at the rear. Although the view was photographed in 1885 it looks remarkably the same as the Bank I knew in the 1960's.
I also remember the town hall fire during the blitz. At that time the fire station was just behind the town hall and I understand that all the fire engines were deployed elsewhere during the night of the bombing. The story that circulated was that a team of air raid wardens with a stirrup pump were sent to put out the fire. I don't think they would have had much success. It sounds like an episode from Dad's Army. Audrey Frost
My Great Grandfather Geo. B. Barton established a hydrotherapy business in Matlock Bank in the late 1800s. I believe the first was Jackson House, then he built Dalefield House(later Lilybank) His daughter, my Grandmother, emigrated to New Zealand. I am interedsted in any photos of the above, information etc. I believe he is buried in a local cemetery. If anyone has any information please contact me at barber@world-net.co.nz Thank you
I was born in Stone Park Hospital Beckenham in 1958 and brought home to No 36 Palace Road. I went to Anerley Infants and Junior School.
My memories of the surrounding area of Crystal Palace are of the pub on the corner of Palace Road, The Paxton Arms Hotel. The old Victorian railway station that I used to take a short cut through to Crystal Palace park. I also have vivid memories of the motor car ...see more
I spent the vast bulk of my childhood in this area. The centre of the cricket pitch is a strip of concrete that was used for boys club and school's cricket matches. Mostly, a game of soccer or rugby was played either side of it too. Down the grass bank is now the "Swings" at Waun Bant. These were built in about 1968/1969. In the foreground is the rubbish tip that became Lawrence Park rugby ground in 1970 and at ...see more
This photograph has changed little I think apart from the demolishing of the public toilets on the right. The wooden notice board on the railings advertised the weekly films featured in the "Mem" and always drew my attention as I walked past it. The Squirrel is visible just up from the post office and was formerly called "The Pontycymmer Hotel" but I am not sure as to when this pub changed its name. Just past the toilets on the right was "Sid's", the gent's hairdresser. He was there for years.
It is great to see a photo of the Welsh School that I attended from 1959 to 1963. (Bottom right hand corner). Miss Winnie Bisset was the Headmistress and I remember her teaching three classes of kids at once. My class only totalled four and I was the only boy. She died in 1976. I also remember the large house pictured in Bridgend Road. That was demolished in about 1961 and I remember seeing that they ...see more
The hill at the front, sharp left is indeed Alexandra Road and the pub is the Squirrel. The shop on the front left is Peglers Grocers and this became a Chinese Takeaway in about 1970 and is still one today. Just up from that is Emlyn Powell's butchers shop. Front right is Joe Polledri's cafe. Joe was a lovely man who only died about two years ago, well into his 90's. I remember that chewing gum machine well. Further ...see more
Oh the good old days !!! From 1938 to 1976, when we emigrated to Canada, I remember the places talked about in the other peoples memories having lived in Fitzgerald St until they tore it all down. I remember Paisley St, Grafton St, Earl St, Stirling St etc. When I was old enough to drink we used to go to the Princess Alice pub in Grafton St. Other memories were the Western cinema in Park Rd, trying to ...see more
I remember beautiful Waddon ponds with its ducks, and coots and swans, and cycling around the park. I also remember the trolley buses that went up to Croydon, and going to Kennards, and the ponies and the arcade, I still dream of it even now, and the Walls ice cream factory in Purley Way with the ice cream machine outside, and the sound of the factory hooters and the sound of the aeroplanes. I think they ...see more
My sister Linda worked in Carthew shop back in the late 60s and early 70s. Her boss was a women called Mrs Abbot. She had a Minah Bird that she kept in the kitchen but it could always be heard from the shop. It was a very good talker and was very prone to swearing. Mark Scott.
I was born in Stenalees in 1962. When I was a kid the local shopkeeper (before Mr Kemp) used to entertain us kids by playing the bones. In fact he gave me a set when I was 8, which I still have. Mark Scott.
My name is Peggy Knight (nee cook). I have fond memories of being evacuated to Langwith aged 14, it changed my whole life as I met a boy who later became my lovely husband, he lived with his parents in Devonshire Drive. We moved to Suffolk to live and my three children had some wonderful holidays in Langwith with their grandparents. I would love to share my memories with others.
I have very happy memories of Rogerson Hall, I started work in the buffet evenings in the summer season, from 1960-1975 approx when it closed. Working for 4 managers Wit, Carvell, Tamlyn and Auntie Mac. I would love to share my memories with others. My name is Peggy Knight.
I moved to Childerthornton about 1966. I attended Childer Thornton primary then moved to Little Sutton and on to Mill Lane. I spent many summers at Rivacre baths. Does anyone remember Dave Williams? His parents lived in the flat within the grounds of the baths.
I moved to Boot in 1952 when I was one. My father, John Heap, was the manager of the Burnmoor Inn, which was owned in partnership by his mother, Ruth Hargreaves, and Sid Cross. They also owned The Old Dungeon Ghyll in Langdale. I attended Eskdale High School with my brothers William & Timothy. Jean Hodgson was the school teacher. She lived in The Hill, near Millom, and stayed from Monday to Friday at Brook House ...see more
My grandparents and great grandparents lived in Quatford and I remember going to stay in the summer during the sixties, seventies and eighties with my sister. They lived in a cottage on a hillside above the village called "The Wyches ". My grandmother was Violet Oliver. She is buried in the graveyard with Cecil Oliver her husband. My mother Sheila Oliver and her brother Charles remembered visiting as ...see more
I remember walking down to my first Christingle. My wife, two-year-old daughter and I experienced a wonderful service which really made all of our Christmas's. With the lovely support of the local villagers, we really felt that we settled in. Since then every year we have made it a tradition to venture down to the church and participate in the Christingle. Although, of course, we didn't make it that time when we all had ...see more
I moved to Outwood 10 years ago to work at the Bell Inn. With its own unique charm I was taken with it from the moment I entered. Originally run by a Mr. John Lane the pub was sold a few years later to a private investor and was sold again to the brewery Fullers who have it now. The pub is a wonderful place to work in and the diversity of the clientele make it so from families with children to business people on their ...see more
From the age of seven Mote Park was almost our backyard. We lived in Plains Avenue, just a few houses from the park keeper's lodge. We could also get to Mote Park by climbing over the fence at the bottom of our garden which led across allotments to Mote Park. I spent weeks wandering there and playing by the lake and later when I was working and had the time I would walk from my house to work at John ...see more
My uncle, Bill Oliver, who lived in Crowland Road used to work at the brickyards pictured. He worked on the kilns. I can remember on Sunday mornings going to see my uncle and my nan, Florrie Oliver. My dad Russell Oliver and I used to cycle over the old bridge which is now part of the Ete bypass. I was born in Eye in Northam Terrace just of the Crowland Road and lived there till I was 21. I now live in Stilton.
I was born and brought up in Possilpark from 1937 until 1958 and do not remember this mural. I guess things have to change, and I must admit the mural is very colourful and well done. I remember the Blind Asylum, the Co-op, Saracen Cross, St. Theresa's Church, all on Saracen Street (if my memory serves me correctly). My little brother and I used to go into the Co-op and watch the men in their white coats measuring out ...see more
We used to go to Art Gallery & Museum on Sundays, especially if it was raining. We took the tramcar from Possilpark right to the door. My sister and our four brothers spent many happy hours there looking in wonder at all the amazing things in the display cabinets. We did not appreciate the art until much later, especially when we had to pay one shilling to stand in line to view Salvador Dali's painting of ...see more
Hello, My grandfather was George Frederick Fish, bandmaster to Great Massingham Crown Brass Band. I would dearly love to learn more about both him and the band. Does anyone have any information about them? I believe they once played at Sandringham at Christmas after the king heard them playing in Kings Lynn (I think). I am told that the king was also struck by their uniforms which my grandfather, a tailor, had made for all the bandsmen.