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Blackcurrant picking somewhere in the Drayton area, the smell of them today knocks 60 years off my age. Used to go fruit-picking during the Summer holidays with Janet Basham who lived on Highland Road, Taverham. A full day of picking for possibly ?2/- , hot, dusty and tired but after a wash and tea it would be down to the Red Lion to hang around eyeing up the older lads or, on a Saturday, ...see more
My grandfather, Gerard Murgatroyd, was born in a house in Knutsford called "The Sycamores" in 1879. I live in Montreal and my father died in 1949 when I was two. My grandfather died before my parents met and there was no love lost between my mother and her mother-in-law. As a result I had virtually no information about my father's side of the family. A cousin on my mother's side is the family genaeologist and told ...see more
I can remember going daily to Woody Point to play ,and Marjorie Archibald's horses, Flash and Storm...and the 2 wee ponies at Woody Point, Taffy and Percy.. .great days we had, me and Christine Tyrie, building our houses in the trees. I left Bonkle to go to Braedale in 1965 and had great times there. Being one of nine we were always kept busy, down the burn, at the water swings, and up at the old slag bing.
By Elaine Kyle.
Happy youthful days at the Forge Restaurant, in Kent. Happiest days of my life....more later....lovely place. Living in a 16th. Century converted Smithy was a blast. Stay tuned...also looking for any of the "guys," who worked there with Alastair and Jack... Anybody remember us please contact Alastair at alastairbarnett@shaw.ca (Canada) Many thanks.
“I’ll have a very large J&B on the rocks,” the distinguished gentleman gave me his order. “And easy on the rocks,” he added. I hurried off to the bar and returned with the glass of Scotch. Dana Andrews looked up and smiled. “You’re new around here, aren’t you?” he said. “What’s your name?” “Alastair,” I replied. “Do I detect a Scottish accent?” “You do sir,” I replied. “I’m from Perthshire.” He ...see more
Just off the High Street, somewhere opposite Medhurst's, there was a short cut near a fishmonger's which we called Fish Alley and this led to what was originally the Palace of the Bishops of but which, by 1952, was an established Teachers' Training College for young ladies, which was approached via a drive. To the front of the building was a garden, and beyond that a hockey pitch. There was a lake at the back, a ...see more
In 1957, my friends and I used to go to the open cinema on Sunday afternoons, Pauline Martin, Grace Grant and Renda Tyler. After the film we went to the Diploma Cafe up Pier Road, had hot chocolate and a snack. Then we used to go to Burton's basement club, nearly all rock and roll music. Made more friends, wonder where they all are now. It was run by Henry Kingston, was a really good atmosphere. Remember the old shops in Erith, where have the years gone?! Anyone else remember Burtons?
I want to know the names of the schools that children went to in the Treforest area.
I want to write mainly about the Court House, circa 1937, but some later memories have crept in. I was born in L'Espec Street. My grandmother lived in South Parade, opposite the Atkinson's house already mentioned elsewhere. Before the Court House was built (by Tom Willoughby, I believe) it was possible to walk from L'Espec Street, diagonally across the field it was subsequently built on, to the far end ...see more
Before leaving to live abroad I lived only two miles from Boscobel and so I often took my bicycle for a spin around the lanes. When I was a teenager a friend had a car and sometimes we found ourselves driving past Boscobel at night and I always thought that it had a strange atmosphere. In the 1990s I was writing a book about a village the other side of Boscobel and a few times found myself driving past ...see more
When I was young we would holiday in a caravan at a site near to Hollicombe in between Torquay and Brixham. As we lived in Walsall in the West Midlands this journey, by coach, was not to be undertaken lightly and a day was usually set aside to complete it. We left town early in the morning and didn't usually arrive in Torquay until late afternoon. One day we went to see Mayflower II under construction. I ...see more
As a child I was born in Oldcoates. I used to attend the school house in Oldcoates and always remember my teacher Ms Bridgehams, she is someone I will always remember. We used to have a roaring fire in the classroom with a big fire guard. There was a lady called Mrs Brown who I used to visit in Oldcoates, I was only 8 but then we emigrated to Australia in 1959, does anyone remember her or where she is buried so I ...see more
Although I lived in London I spent much of the summer holidays with my Auntie Mabel and Uncle Bill in Greenhill Avenue, Rochdale. I was 12 then and spent a lot of the time on Lenny Barn with the local children. The rest of the time I remember was at a nearby park which I suppose was Falinge Park where I watched the Park Follies. I remember there was an Uncle Cliff and Auntie Jean and some very glamorous (to my young ...see more
I lived in Spencer Park during the 1960s and early 1970s. Our family lived in one of the 3 blocks of maisonettes built along Windmill Road. I lived in the block opposite the common, the second block we called the Blue Flats and the third block we called the Yellow Flats. This was because the front doors were painted that colour. Our gang also went to the secret garden many times during the summer holidays. Not ...see more
Hello, I'm trying to find the most possible information about him. My mother always said he had a very nice "chauffeur" called Baker who came to fetch her and took her back. With all I can find I'll write for my grand children. Thanks to Orion, perhaps ?? Regards Cecile
There is a Facebook group for any of you who are interested? Here is the link http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=25189137409 Or search Castle School Stanhope and add yourselves.
I was born at Grainthorpe in 1945 at Chapel Hill Cottages to Jim and Ivy Holdsworth Dad was a Geordie who came to the village in 1943 with the Royal Ulster Rifles. My mother was Ivy Loughton and was brought up by her grandparents Teddy and Margaret Hiscock. Chapel Hill Cottages were next to the main chapel in the village. We had no water in the cottage. Dad fetched it by oxes yoke everynight from a well ...see more
I lived with my family in Burns Drive, Corby, until I was about six. Our house backed onto the playing fields of Rowlett Road School and my grandparents lived on the corner of Rowlett Road and Tanfields Grove. I can remember walking down to the Studfall Avenue shops and also some of the shops in old Corby. I particularly remember an ironmongers with one of those old-fashioned systems for sending the cash ...see more
Well I lived in Middlesbrough, I used to get the bus to Greatham, my sister Sylvia and I, we would visit our relations Uncle Jack Wright, and Aunty Nellie, we also had another relative there, Uncle Albert Wright and Aunty Florie. We would get off the bus and walk down the lane to where my aunty and uncle lived. They lived in one of the four houses next to the railway crossing gates. ...see more
Sorry to see an apartment building on the site of the old Metropole Hotel. As a young lad from Scotland, around 1960, I took a job there as a waiter with a friend. I remember taking part in a waiters' race along the promenade. Wilfred Pickles and his wife Mabel stayed at the hotel whilst recording their radio show at the local theatre. I forget the name of the show. It was a quiz show and he would say if the contestant won: "Give 'em the money Barney."
Alastair.
Denton School Co. Durham 1846 I have my Great, Great Grandfathers maths exercise book. On the preface it says Jacop Graingers book Denton School July 8th 1846. The first half of the book is Practical Geometry with the second half Mensuration of Superfices. The quality of the writing and the various problems are astounding. The Grainger family that included my mother lived at Low Walworth not far from Denton. I can place some pictures if I can figure how. David Strachan - Whitley Bay
My father's great-grandparents came from Cleeve Prior. George Huband born 1835, he married Amelia Burn, she was born 1841. His son William moved to the Birmingham area ,his son George had a son Willoughby Tom and his son William Charles was my dad. I did visit the church once two years ago but sadly could not find any headstone with the Huband name but am still holding out hope of ...see more
In 1960 my father returned to England with the US Air Force, stationed in Alconbury. This was the first time he'd seen England again, having been shot down after taking off on a bombing mission in Germany, originating from a base in Bury St. Edmonds in 1943. He was a POW that escaped into France in 1944. In 1960 I was age 11 living with my parents in a 3 story brick home on High Street in Earith that was ...see more
I was about 14 when I moved to Buckley from Wallasey and went to Hawarden Grammar School. I have good memories of the time there and would like to contact some of my old (now really old) friends from those days. I am now 84. I left Hawarden to work at Llay Hall coal mine in 1944 and then returned to the school in 1948 for about three months before leaving for Aberystwyth. Bob Dean email bdean@look.ca
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A hush lies over Fearnan now except for the songbirds. No cockerels greet the morning. The once abundant fields are barren; many of the cottages are used only for vacations and are shuttered in winter. The 100 year-old Stewart family dynasty at Tigh-an-Loan hotel has ended and the village shop, no longer profitable, is closing its doors. The school and playground lie deserted, and the ...see more
I was first introduced to Saltwell Park in 1963 whilst attending Gateshead Technical College, what a beautiful place, I thought. Since then I have made many trips to the park with my children, and now grandchildren, and each time my thoughts wander to times gone by and as I look arround I think of all the people who have spent their time walking and enjoying the many sights to see in this lovely place. Reminders ...see more
My uncle George Boyce lived in a flat-roofed white-painted house on the corner of an unmade side road not far from the church at the 'T' junction at the end of the road.
He and my uncle Bill Boyce built the cinema that stood back from the road between the white house and the church and on the same side of the road. I was only 5 - 8 years old when I visited Stanford and cannot ...see more
My father Arthur Wright was born at no 2 Waterside Cottages on 6 December 1938. He often reminisces about his childhood and his old pals at North Seaton Colliery. Sadly a few are no longer with us but he would like to hear of the whereabouts of Ernie Slaughter, Norman Gray, Noel Elliott. If anyone has any information on these people either leave a message on here or ring my mobile number 07794858431. We ...see more
Thank-you for your memory of "toast" at East Ham swimming baths. I can remember going with the school swimming back in the 60s & the treat of a slice of buttered toast afterwards costing 1 penny or 2 pennies for a topper -- I think that's the right price anyway !!! LOL
RIP Mike Rock
I remember this picture well, back in 1955, i was a nipper, and my good friend Aiden, he was a bit of a petrol head, he loved bikes more then anything in the world, that bike in the picture was his one, he was my best friend untill he had a major bike crash, and lost his head, the bike was saved though.. but the rider was gone forever... sad times....
For my memories of Fearnan please read: Fearnan...refuge in the storm at: the Glasgow Guide Boards: http://discuss.glasgowguide.co.uk/index.php
I lived in Coronation Road, drove coaches for Excelsior Continential of Lordens Hill. I also played Rugby for Dinington Old Boys. I lived with my friend and his wife Dave Best, I was friendly with a lovely young lady Sarah Williams . Does any one remember me or can they put me in touch with Sarah???
At the age of four I was too small to "go to sea" but being so keen to take part in all things fishing I was allowed to stand in my granda Ross's (Dote) big sea boots. I was in the front garden at Hilton on Shore Street and was proudly lowered into the boots which were folded down in half. It made a great picture and a wonderful memory for me to this day. I also enjoyed feeding the gulls (Fulaks) one left ...see more
Some time in the 1980s, my mother Dorothy visited her gt-aunt Rhoda Wood (b1901), who had lived in the same cottage, 15 Chirbury Road, Montgomery, all her life, one of 10 children of Charles (b1849) and Ellen Wood (b1859). I have a photo of the cottage.
My mother recalls that Ellen was a laundress, but had to get all her water from the village pump. On the 1911 census, she is still working, ...see more
Hi there, I'm trying to verify a memory relatiing to a haunted house! Does anyone remember hearing of a builder who suffered an accident while working on a property in Dalton Way in the 1960's? Please contact me if you do, it could help a girl to resolve a puzzle which has haunted her for many years.
At the tender age of thirteen I joined the other six paper boys working for Mr Preston at Edgell and sons on Fenham Hall Drive. For four years I braved all weathers at six in the morning, seven days a week, for one pound twelve shillings.I enjoyed delivering papers although winter mornings were cold. Mr Preston was a strict man to work for but his wife who worked in the shop was a lovely woman and would say ...see more
I was one fifth of a rock band called The Hangmen who played at the Knott Memorial hall in the centre of Heddon-on-the-Wall. Every Sunday we would transport our equipment and instruments to the hall and play songs and tunes to an audience of teens, mostly girls, and a great time was had by all. For our efforts we received the princely sum of ten shillings but singing songs to pretty girls was payment enough ...see more
Hi, I lived in Swilly and the Common was the posh end even though my parents had their own business.
Hi,
I lived in Crossfield House from 1982 to 1983. I have a photo of it. If you want a copy please contact me.
I am new to this site so will see how it works, but it is not possible to upload pics on here.
Walked along the paths many times, rode on the bus to school which was at Ingoldisthorpe a very good photo. roy orbison sung,walk on
My family moved to The Research Station at Forest Road, Redlynch at the end of the war, and from there to a house in Moot Lane, Downton. My father (Oliver) was in the Royal Artillery during the 1914 - 1918 war, and my eldest brother (Oliver) joined the Royal Artillery when we lived at Godshill. My next eldest brother (George) joined the R.A.S.C. when we lived at Godshill, and my next eldest brother ...see more
Millers Pies, are they still made in Sterte, Poole?
74 High Street was the special place I was born into.
My lovely Nan (Florrie) and Gransha (Will) were lovely loving grandparents who managed so much in their little 2 up 2 down, they brought a family up there - Mair who died young, Billy, Vera, Annie, Dougie and Jean Davies.
We all piled into that little house often, especially on Sundays, and by this time there were at least 10 grandchildren to add to ...see more
Unless I am mistaken, the house on the left in this photo was formerly owned by Phil and Gail Buckingham and is called "Shepherd's Peace". Phil and Gail became friends of my parents while they lived briefly in New Zealand in the 1950's, around the time I came into the world. When I lived in the UK as a young man in the 1970's, I visited them often in Hurstbourne Tarrant and spent many ...see more
I have postcards of Long Marston circa 1914/15 sent by my grandfather while he was serving in the Northumberland Fusiliers (WW1) .On the back of one he has written "this is where we parade every morning, the road to the left is Puttenham Road it is the one that goes to Halton Park." One postcard is of the Baptist Chapel " I went there last night ,I think there were 14 with the preacher and the organist"
My grandfather was Stanley Gardener and lived with his wife Rose at the Blacksmiths House, 11 Worthing Road. My mother, Joyce was born here, as were her sisters Marjorie and Peggy. The forge gradually turned into a garage, with tea rooms. All the girls went to Southwater village school and with the great help of the then, headmistress all went on to Horsham girls High school. Stan was usually 'father ...see more
My first memory was going to school from Pen-y-Ball and being tought by Mrs Daisy Jones, Eluned Jones, Mr Bellis (the headmaster) and Mr Yeomans who we all loved, and also attending Sunday School every Sunday was a must.
Mrs Price had the shop in Calcoed, she was our landlady and we would go every Saturday morning to pay the rent and she would always give us a sweet.
Mr and Mrs Hughes used to ...see more
This was the house occupied in the 1970s and 1980s by Sir John Colville, Assistant Private Secretary to 3 Prime Ministers, and Principal Private Secretary to Sir Winston Churchill when he was Prime Minister 1951-53 and in the 1940s to the then Princess Elizabeth. The church dates back until at least Norman times; the marks discovered on the hands of the clock are of more recent origin according to the village scoutmaster in the 1940s and 1950s, Mr George Butler.
The white house was the village cobbler's shop. He was Mr Steadman Russell, known always as "Stebbie". It was rumoured that it was possible to place a bet on a horse whilst he was closed for lunch by pushing the note (and the money!) through the letter box! I kept trying on behalf of my mother, but never saw the results. The house on the left is, I think, Fripps Cottage. The village playing field behind the ...see more
My faher, Herbert Alexander, was born in Church Cottage, Bentworth in 1893. His mother waa Emma Alexander (nee Batt). The Batt family had lived in Bentworth for many years. In the 1950s a descendent of the Batt family, William Loren Batt, came to England from America searching for his ancestors from Bentworth. In the 1850s his great-grandfather and several other members of the Batt family emigrated to America. He ...see more
Before being converted into a single house, probably in the 1960' or 1970s, there were three families living there, Mr and Mrs Feltham, Mrs May, and the Shears family. Before this, Mr and Mrs Cards lived there, and their son Leslie was born there. They later moved to a cottage about 100 yards behind the house shown, where I lived next door to them.
The house on the left was occupied during the war by Miss Wall, who was the village ambulance driver, as and when required. The gates on the "new" cemetery are named in her memory. The box-like structure on the side of the house is where people used to wait for "the carrier", a horse and carriage, to go to the market in Salisbury on Tuesdays before there were buses.
I started at Badingham College at the age of just over 11 years, joining the Ascot House. I was extremley home-sick away from my home in Leeds, Mr O'Brian saw me through those first months, handing the responsability to Mr Saxton.
The remaining years were the most pleasant years of my young life, of which I did not appreciate until demob day.
I grew up in Berwick Street, Liverpool. The best night of the year was Bonfire Night. My mates and I would collect bonny wood for ages before the big night and store it in a bombed out house on Berwlck Street. The whole street would contribute stuff to burn. On November 5th we'd run home from school and get the wood out and place it at the junction of Berwick Street ...see more
As a family we used to go camping at Laleham every weekend, spring to autumn. This was from about 1950 until the mid 1960s. It was an amazing time, like most childhood memories. My nan and grandad were the Greenland family and they had their own tent. My two aunts both had tents, plus a cousin and my mum and dad and 4 kids. The riverside was much more open then and you could ride along the banks as we used to on the ...see more
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I recognised several of the names mentioned by Clare. I was Tricia Heathcote then. Michele Tooth came to stay with me one holidays. Her parents were actors and she had a boxer dog named Tree. (Strange the things you remember!) There was also an Elizabeth who had some connection with Princess Marie Louise, and the head girl was Hazel Mary Wheatley. My best friend was an American girl, ...see more
I left Twechar for good, or bad, in 1973, and although I was happy to get out and see a bit of the world, I still remember so much about my time there. I recall, being about 5 and kneeling on a couch and looking out the window towards the Campsies it always seemed to be raining. Yet thinking of that time still gives me peace of mind. Also summers spent up in the woods or in the glen, we could go all day on a couple of ...see more
Just to correct Richard Parkin. During our time at the Vic. between 54-58 The headmaster was Mr Sleigh (without the T) who came from Halifax each day, but the hardest (strictest) teacher was Mr Moorehouse, followed by Mr Smith the rugby and metalwork teacher. But by golly, it was a good school for future men!!
My first holiday was when I was 9 years old (in 1958) and my parents and I came to Goodrington. We stayed at Beech Hurst which if I remember correctly was in Youngs Park Road. It was lovely. I made friends with a girl who lived next door, whom I still have contact with today!
Obviously my parents loved it too as the following February we moved to Paignton. I lived in Elmsleigh Park and mum and dad opened a ...see more
I was born in Carshalton and lived at 5 Pelton Avenue for the first 10 years of my life. A Mr Ely lived at No 1, Mr and Mrs Townsend with their 2 children Catherine and Michael, at no 3, us, then known as Barbara Coleman at no 5, Mr & Mrs Newman, John amd Michael at no7 and my cousins David and Josephine Harmsworth and their mum and dad at no 9. Over the road was a Mrs Savage, a welsh woman and Peter Beavis and ...see more
I also have fond memories of The Galleon. Mum and I sometimes went there after school, and sometimes we went to The Sugar Bowl.
After leaving school I worked for a short time at Walsall Co-op in Bridge Street. One of my colleagues was a rather raffish young gentleman and 'man about town'. One day he invited me, which I thought a great honour, to have lunch at The Priory Hotel. I thought that it was all terribly grand despite the fact that it was only meat and two veg in an upstairs room. Afterwards he suggested that we go and have a ...see more
I was at Burgh Heath Methodist School from about 1953 to 1956.
My mother was Mrs Coleman, who taught reception. Mrs Parrot was headmistress, Mrs Westwater taught the second class. Miss Marshall was at that time the milk lady and lived with her mother in a little cottage at the end of a cobbled path, opposite the school, by the pond. They had gas lighting downstairs and a candle was used upstairs. They had a ...see more
I was brought up in the Chuckery and so my friends and I regarded the Arboretum as our personal back yard and "'m going down the Arbo" was the usual refrain shouted to my mother in the school holidays. We usually entered the park by way of The Broadway but I always thought that the gates in the picture were particularly elegant and a wonderful entrance into this land where one could play on the swings, ...see more
William Stonard and Alice West lived in this house (called "Swallow Cottage"). They lived here from before 1901, through to William's death in 1935. William Stonard is my great-great-grandfather on my mother's side. Alice, his wife, was the village midwife.
Hi, I'm currently researching the strange circles found in the farmer's field at Evenlode during June 1960 which were investigated by Stratford-upon-Avon man John Dennis Llewellyn and his wife Ruby. A Mr Coles from the 'Strores at Evenlode which I have no information on took some excellent colour photographs of the mysterious marks but then failed to let Mr Llewllyn or his companion David C Jones have ...see more
My late husband & I moved into Stoke Lyne early 1981, and bought our beautiful bungalow next door to the "Peyton Arms", what a beautiful village, we were extremely happy there for some nineteen years wonderful neighbours, and beautiful surroundings. Lots of water has passed under the bridge since the year 2000 when we moved, now living in Australia.
I shall always have fond memories of Stoke Lyne & Oxfordshire.
Hi Mike, did you go to St Cyres at all?
Let me know.
I was born in Dartford in 1951 and lived at 16 Cobham Terrace from about 1958. We used to collect empty lemonade bottles from neighbours and take them on our trolley to The Railway Tavern to get a penny back on the empties! Miss Loveland lived next door and had a little whippet called Flossie.
Swimming at Eastriggs consisted of swimming in the sea when the tide was in because when the tide went out all that remained was miles of mud flats.
However the local youths (of which I was one) created our own swimming pool by building a dam in the Dornock burn where the banks were slightly wider than the rest of the burn. We spent many hours bulding and rebuilding the dam and over a time the pool was deep enough to ...see more
I remember my mother buying a hot black pudding in Bury Market and giving half to me and the other half to my sister. It was absolutely freezing weather and it was used as much to keep our hands warm as for food. I can't even bear the smell of it now. Then, we lived in Devonshire Road, opposite the playing fields. I remember trying to get to St. Johns Primary School and the fog being so thick, we literally could ...see more
It was some time in 1941 I believe, when after enduring some weeks of the blitz I was evacuated away from London to an old farmhouse called Cinder Hill Farm a little outside the village of Whitestaunton. (I have no memory of how I got there.) My 'foster parents' were a Mr & Mrs Long. I remember there was an iron pump in the kitchen from where we obtained our drinking water and even on a hot day ...see more
We lived in Brancaster Lane - we often played and walked our dogs on the Downs. We lived in the area from the early 1960s to the early 1970s.
We moved in the year of a really heavy snowfall - when the snowplough went through the piled snow was car roof high along the sides of the road. Not that there were nearly as many cars on the road then as now!
I remember Huins shoe shop, and Evesham Street. I worked for a time in Liptons. I went to college in Birmingham and returned to Redditch to work in N. H. Harris hairdressers in Market Place, above the Singer sewing machine shop, a few doors down from the Royal pub. I remember Saturdays were always the busiest, with the market a hub of activity. I used to go to a cafe called Pauline's Pantry in a street the ...see more
I went to a boarding school just ouside Seaford, called East Quinton. They were happy days as we used to walk from the back of the school to play in the trenches. I often wonder if they are still there.
It must have been 1961 and I was in the infants across the road from the main school - and next door to the hall where the whole school enjoyed school lunches and where the nativity play was performed. We learnt by using aluminium measuring jugs in a huge (seemingly) butler's sink and by sharing a Cuisinaire. Does anyone else remember these times? Mr Wilkie was the revered Head and we saw one of the ...see more
This was my school from 1962-1965, the last year l was in Miss May's class where she was the bully, she made my life a misery. The village was a delight to grow up in. l loved it there.
