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Sent out of London during the Blitz with my mother, grandmother and sister, a visit to the Polly Tea Rooms was for special occasions only. We loved it when the parents of the boys from Marlborough School came to visit and brought their sons to Polly's for tea (even though we were only 5 or 6!). Happily, the tea rooms are still there, whilst the Merlin on the other side and at the other end of the High Street has disappeared.
Evacuated with my sister and mother, one of our favourite walks was to Treacle Bolley where we collected rose hips which were then sent away to be made into a source of vitamin C and distributed to those who needed it. On a visit to Marlborough (from London) a few years ago, I was unable to find Treacle Bolley nor anyone who had ever heard of it. Is there anyone out there who knows this lovely spot? (April 2008)
During the 1960s while stationed at RAF Bentwaters I, with my family, lived at #6 Broad Road, in Wickham Market. Our landlord was Richard Upson, who with his family lived on one side of the house and we occupied the other side. Our neighbour was Police Sergeant Alan Airey who has since passed away. My time spent in England was without doubt the happiest time of my life. If we could only turn back time!!
My great great grandmother Mary Balfour Craigie was born on 10 April 1816 on Gairsay Island to John Craigie 1777-1851 and Jannet Sclatter 1777-1846 both of Garisay. John Craigie was a boatman. The family later moved to Kirkwall. Mary married 1839 in Kirkwall to Donald Smith the blacksmith of Shore Street Kirkwall. They had six sons and 6 daughters, sadly only one son and three daughters lived to marry ...see more
I was born in 1928, to John James and Olive Mellor, my grandfather was Percival Jackson Mellor, my grandmother Mary Ellen Mellor. They built with help Park Hill Farm, New Road, Uttoxeter, paying tithes to Stramshall Parish. All the family went to Stramshall Church, all my parents, uncles, and grandparents are buried in Stramshall Church. The first Vicar I remember was ...see more
My grandfather worked as wheelwright for Thomas Wren, ajoining the Swan Hotel. Can any relitive of Thomas Wren please give me any more information? His name was John Hartley Wilson of Lakeside. My E Mail is johnwilson45@tiscali.co.uk THANK YOU Ken Wilson
My great great grandfather was born in Willingham, his name was Joseph Lack. Many of my family are buried in the churchyard. I have not been to Willingham yet but hope to do so in the near future. I feel that I know the place so well even though I haven't been there. I am researching my family history, and found that they come from Willingham. Quite a lot of my family were carpenters. It was nice to see someone ...see more
The funeral of my grandad, Joseph Cobb, was the last one to take place at St Leonard's Church before it was demolished.
My Dad was also in the Phil Douglas Band that played at the Tower Ballroom. His name was Les Campbell and he played the accordion. He and Ron played together for a great number of years. I remember being at one of the band do`s and running into one of the big pillars and knocking myself out. Didn't get any sympathy from Mum, she said "Thats what you get for fooling about".
I was born and raised in Storrington. I left when I was 18, in 1990, but come back every week to visit my mother. My sister and mother still live in Storrington and my brother is the joint co-manager of the Swans, Eamonn Searle. My best memories of Storrington are singing in the church choir of St. Mary's when the late great Rev. Norman was there. Also, the small sweet shop in Church Street which became ...see more
I lived in Kitchener Street as a child which is just around the corner of Flaxley Road to the left of the picture. There was a bakery next door for a while. I have great memories of the shops along Flaxley Road, such as the butchers which two old women seemed to run, the big grocery shop with its great smells, the women's fashion shop run by Mrs Whitely and the sweet shop. Mum used to clean for many of the shopkeepers and ...see more
My grandma and grandad moved to Sutton on Sea. They bought a brand new bungalow at Camelot Court, I have photos of the bungalow being built. I have since been left the bungalow and my parents have now also moved to Sutton to a new bungalow. I am interested in the history of Camelot Court. I understand that Camelot Court and Garend were built on the site of a large house and I remember Stable Cottage ...see more
I think my Grandfather was born on this street! He was called Wilfred Albert Parsk and fought in the Somme at about 16 years of age He never spoke much about the war but I know he lost a lot of his friends. He died in the 1980s but his memory is still cherished!
My father's family lived in the cottage with the arched windows next door to the post office. The house was named Apsley Cottage. My grandfather Henry Briggs was a career soldier in the Royal West Surrey Regiment. He served in the regiment from 1896 until 1919. He was also a range warden of the Ash ranges. I spent many happy days in the cottage during my school summer holidays.
I remember as a young boy sitting on the war memorial with my grandparents Elwin (Jim) Andrews and Mable (Olive) Andrews, watching the gliders from Keevil and talking to passersby on long sunny evenings. People would stop and talk for ages and it was fascinating to hear the village gossip. I remember in particular Mrs Scarborough would often stop for a chat.
I was born within walking distance of the Jezreels Tower which dominated the skyline & was always a source of fascination for growing children. As there was little traffic in those days we were allowed to play in the streets and wander at will. Whenever possible we would make our way up Canterbury Street to the ruins of the tower and dare each other to explore around it. I remember an old gentleman in a long ...see more
At the beginning of the war I was evacuated to Leek. I was only there until the Christmas but I remember going to school in a building called the Nicholson Institute and I stayed with some lovely people called Wagstaffe near Balls End Park. They had a shop where they sold and repaired watches. I remember that we used to go for walks on Sunday afternoons to Rudyard Lake. Audrey Frost
Although I have often E Mailed, and written to the committee of the Football Club I have not had a reply. Therefore I assume they are uninterested in my attempts. My last memory of Colden Common is going through the village on the way to visit my mother (who lived at Shirrell Heath at the time). I stopped and had lunch at the Fisher's Pond restuarant, and then passed through the village on the way back. The Village ...see more
I was at Warnham Court in 1962 to 1963. Also there at the time were Carol Crane and Barbara Barrett. Great times and fond memories of friends and staff.
I grew up in Maddiston. I'm only 33 and my memories are being allowed out late at night in the summer, playing tig, skipping, chapdoor run, also going for walks up behind the golf course. The village has changed a lot since then, it has got more housing, and a bigger school being built for all the new estates being built. The Avon Inn isn't there any more, but the Ranch is. The Co-Op was burned down in the early ...see more
My great uncle Frank and his wife Fan Sampson and their partner Chip Wright owned this park then. My grandfather Bert Sampson helped out there too. We used to come for family holidays from our home in London. I loved it. The Island was magical. I never wanted to go home. We visited all our family and had great holidays. There was a big house there where the family lived. I think it is still ...see more
My grandfather, Bert Sampson, was the postman in the late 40s/ 50s. My grandmother, Ivy, and he lived at Woodview. My father said he used to sell produce from his smallholding as he did his rounds. Anyone remember? Then his son Ron and his wife moved in and had all my cousins. Eight of them. They all lived in this small house and my family would come up from London on a visit and I hated it. ...see more
I lived in Eynsham for just 6 months when I was 9 years old. My mother was doing her health visitor training in Oxford and so from Monday to Friday we lived in a rented cottage in the village and I attended the local school. At the weekends, we returned to the family home in Stafford. I have such happy and vivid memories of that episode in my life; it seemed to me that we had stepped back in time ...see more
During the construction of Finefare my dad was general foreman. After 4 sons there was great excitement when he finally got a daughter. A banner was put up on the scaffolding saying, 'Its a Girl!' That baby girl was me, Kathryn Stundon. Finefare is now the vacant Kwiksave store.
I was born 9 years after the photograph was taken and lived my life in Frodsham unitl 1993. I have fond memories of the Helter Skelter and remember quite vividly coming down it on a coir mat trying not to 'burn' my elbows. Very sad day when what was an icon of the village was pulled down
I attended Brownrigg from 1980 - 1985. I look back on those years with great joy (all though not at the time), throughs long summers and endless winters. I made a great many friends. I sometimes wish I could turn the clock back. I especially remember the teachers and staff, Mr Walton (headmaster), crazy man, Mr Bell (minty), hard but fair, Mr Main the next headmaster, Mr Barker music teacher), and my old foe Mr ...see more
These are the memories of my mother May born Ivy Hatch 1921. The photo shows the gardens and rear elevation of Ivy Hatch Court. The house was owned by Colonel C.N.Watney and his wife Winifred from at least 1919 until approx 1945 when it was sold and converted into apartments/flats. There was a daughter Miss Patricia Watney and a son, name unknown. Mrs Watney was a keen hunt supporter and rode to hounds with the ...see more
I stayed in Backbarrow for several days at the Whitewater Hotel which has been converted from a former mill building by the river. The lobby of this lovely "spa hotel" has display cabinets of memorabilia from its industrial heyday in the last century which was interesting and I recommend a visit. My wife Elizabeth and I used this as a base to explore nearby Windermere ...see more
I was born 1942. My family were farming at Snelling Farm & later moved to Waddock Farm, still on the Frampton Estate. Because of bomb damage to the church I was christened in the village hall, which I believe is still standing. We regularly visited the shop which was run by the Hooks family. We also swam in the river just down from the shop known as Long Bridge. My brother went to the school at Moreton. Some ...see more
Leytonstone was a great place to live back in the 50s and 60s. People used to come from far and wide for the wonderful shops. Bearmans was a lovely dapartment store, which also boasted a seperate furniture store, at the top end of the High Road. The Co-op sold an array of goods, from fashion-household goods-cosmetics. We had several shoe shops..Bata....Freeman, Hardy ...see more
My memories of Court Hall School started in 1955 when I went with my brother from our London home, at the tender age of four and five. My father was told not to visit us for 3 months and so we were left. The head was Mr. Owen Reidel, and his wife Simone, who was French. They had two children, Nicole and Anthony. I remember the school as huge and rambling, and the ground equally so. There was a ...see more
My Grandfather, Harry Westwood, was custodian at the Castle for many years, retiring in 1966. He passed the position to his son Tom Westwood, my uncle. Tom retired in 1986. As a child I would sleep inside the castle gatehouse at weekends, but since Tom Westwood retired in 1986, I believe that the castle is now managed by Lincolnshire County Council without having a resident custodian living on ther premises. Tony Hill ( Ex: Sincil Bank secondary school)
I used to cycle from Barbridge to Bunbury quite a lot in the 1950s when we needed to see Dr Arthur, but the view of the countryside was beautiful. By Barbara Jones
We travelled from Sydney, Australia in 2006 to Hanbury, looking for traces of our Ford Family who had lived in the area around 1800. Our particular ancestor was a convict, John Ford, "Alias Tonks", b. 1801. He was tried and sentenced to 7 years in the colony of NSW, and was never to return, his crime was that of pig stealing. Armed with some prior research done for us by the Stafford ...see more
We grew up in Stamford Road and, at the time this photo was taken, I was 8. I remember our mother taking us shopping with my younger brother and sister as walked from our house to Brooks which for us was the most wonderful bazaar, full of colour and all sorts of goodies that we hoped our mother would buy. It always smelt of fresh coffee, as there was an old red and gold enameled coffee grinder continually in ...see more
My memories of Nutbourne start when we moved to the Post Office in 1966-67, I was aged around 12 years old. I moved to Nutbourne with my father and step-mother, my younger brother boarded at little green school in Compton. My father came to the UK during WW2 from Czechoslovakia and fought with the RAF. My bedroom was above the shop at the front of the building, at the time we lived there the road in ...see more
I used to live in Stopsley with my family. We lived in Swiftsgreen Road. I have just been back but it has not changed a great deal, the village is larger and we did not have time to have a walk round but it was nice to see where we had lived. I was named Johnstone in those days and we left in 1962 but we have good memories of our time there. My brothers and sisters were called Pauline, Alan, I am Brenda, Eileen, Brian ...see more
From 1968-1969 I was posted to Honiton with the Royal Welch Fusiliers. I was an army cook aged just 19 at the time. I thought that it was a lovely place, posted to Hong Kong. I also remember an old American guy who ran a cafe on the High Street, he settled there after WW2. We used to drink at the Volunteer pub. My camp was Heathfield camp, I expect it has been built on now? I must pay a visit some time to see what it like now. Robert Fuller
My memories of Pigdon are of the woods, family and fun. My parents, my brother and myself camped there with aunties, uncles and cousins. We always took great care to clear up after ourselves. We had the best times playing there. Unfortunately my parents are no longer alive, cousins have moved to other areas and one uncle has passed on too. My childhood weekends were mostly spent in the woods at Pigdon and the ...see more
The primary school, on the hill at the far end of the street, had no kitchen facilites when I was there. School meals were prepared and served in St Mary's church hall, out of the photograph to the right. Every day we would be marched along the street in a long crocodile to have a our school dinner, and then marched back again, rain or shine. Meals were eaten on trestle tables with long rows of benches down each ...see more
I was evacuated from Birmingham in 1939 aged 12yrs and was known as Dorothy Davis. I stayed at the Villa Cottage, Bristol Road and went to the local school. My happiest memory of Quedgeley is being confirmed at church and at Easter time we used to collect the moss for the church. Also going to see the Severn Bore with the people I stayed with Mrs Veal and her 2 daughters Betty and Joan. I also made a good friend there Dorothy Williams and would like to know if she is still around.
My maternal grandparents, Ernest and Dorothy Bond had the Kings Head in 1955 and through to 1958 My mother was married from here at Christ the King in Steyning. I was born in 1958 and my parents then lived at a little cottage in the High Street called 'The Dilly' Quite a few years have passed! and I have now moved back into Upper Beeding but I find it quite un-nerving that the High Street seems to look almost unchanged!
The building on the right with the telephone box outside was the post office and store run by a lady called Mrs Locker. I used to deliver the Liverpool Echo to the Fox and hounds and most of the houses in the village. I still try and visit the Fox and Hounds at least once a year and it's nice to see that the village hasn't changed at all in the intervening years except for the amount of traffic.
I worked for Jo & George Thomas (George & the Dragon) at the White Hart in Calne in the 70s. I often had to run up and down between 3 bars to work them all, and sometimes helped in the hotel by cleaning. Jo would say there's only 4 or 6 sheets today Sheila so not worth putting the washing machine on so wash them in the kitchen sink. This was a huge Belfast sink in the outhouses at the back. ...see more
I worked in Harris's factory in the early 70's, first in the sausage room then in the pre-pack bacon, then into the tinned ham room. Not the best job I have had but it kept the wolf from the door. My! how Calne has changed since then!
I went to Hardenuish School between 1958 -1962. The headmistress was an ex nun and did not allow the girls to mix with the boys when their school was built just down the road, so she staggered our dinner and leaving times from theirs. Silly woman - didn't stop them waiting about and meeting up later. I can remember going out on our art lessons in the summer and sitting by a pond in the grounds to ...see more
I remember sitting on the seat by the old Yelde Hall in 1964 and telling my boyfriend (Brian Robbins) that yes, I was having a baby. Then arranging that he would tell his parents, and I would tell mine and tell them we wanted to get married. He was nearly 19 and I was 17. (Still in love after 44 years)
I was about 12 when the pool opened and what excitement it brought to us kids of Chippenham. I learnt to swim their with my friends (Margaret Ritchie, Jean West etc. and many more). I remember the bank being covered in sun bathers, people would take picnics and spend the whole day their. There was a shop at the top of the bank that sold teas, coffees and snacks. In fact when I was 14 & 15 I worked ...see more
Visited Exmouth with my parents brother & sister-in-law. Remember the beautiful beach. I was 10 years old at the time. I remember we stayed in a hotel not far from the beach, although I cannot remember the hotel name. We had a lovely week, the weather was beautiful and we met some people on vacation from Europe.
I was born at number 13 on 4/9/1950 and was happy there until my mam died, then me dad and I moved in with Sylvia and Fred in Woodbine Ave. I went back up home in 2006 and it had all gone, streets in my memory alone. I used to watch the ships being built from the bedroom window in number 13 and my dad Harry was a stager at Swan Hunters, then at Clelands in Willington Quay. He used to drink in the Ship Inn and I ...see more
Hi, I am now 57 years and live in Los Angeles, USA. I just felt homesick and nostalgic and discovered this site. Growing up in the 50s and 60s in Bamford was wonderful (not that I felt that then). I've lived in several countries in my life, the older I get the more I relate to my childhood, my family, my friends. My parents, John and Joan, have recently passed. I grew up on Brentwood Road and still remember ...see more
As a 13-year old lad freshly returned from the United States (to which my Dad had been posted for oil shipment duties), I found myself one September day a little teary-eyed at the doors of Edgarley Hall. I did not know then that I was about to start the most wonderful experience of all my school days. The Hall was then the junior school for Millfield in Street. It was also a mini-heaven for boys who were as ready to learn ...see more
I went to Farnham art school in 1968-1971, and at that time, Moor Park was used as a conference centre, available for hire, and inclusive of staff and an elderly chaplain called Dr Bird. As you know, Moor Park was the first place Jonathan Swift worked at when he arrived in England, and he was secretary to Sir William Temple. We had a conference there over a period of ...see more
My father's family lived in Charlton from the late 1880s to the mid 1900s. My grandfather was a shepherd & after farm foreman for a Mr Charles Reid whose brother Bertie also had a large farm in the Charlton area. The village had a school which I attended in my early years & a village shop & bakery also selling haberdashery, my cousin Dorothy Dorothy West worked there. The baker was a Mr Duffy, the ...see more
Around the year 1950 a coach would take all the children in our road on a trip to see Blackpool Lights. Those days they called the coach a charabanc. Does anybody remember that name? How happy all the children would be going on that trip to Blackpool. I remember very well leaving in the early evening on the coach with our parents so excited. And arriving at Blackpool and riding up ...see more
This photo was taken at the time I was at Shooter's Hill GS and my stepfather was stationed here as it was the HQ for the RAEC (Royal Army Education Corps). As officer's family we occasionally visited the Palace, which had then an amazing billiards room in the cellar. On my 18th birthday I was treated to dinner in the great hall with the other officers .. a strange experience for me altogether ... my stepfather ...see more
Way back in my childhood, brothers two and then plus me, Mom and Dad said let us pack our bags, and go down to the sea, Down to the railway station, our entourage did go, Comic books within our hands, cause, four hours, they went so slow Now as the train pulls into town, his whistle he did blow, To warn the people off the tracks, so he could pull in, real, real, slow When we had helped to pitch the tent, and all was ...see more
I think that the "Tree Tops" kennels may now be on this site and that is where we brought our black lab "shep" from
Both as a child and with my own children a lovely place to paddle and have lunch
My nan and mum used to work in the Guildford Dolls Hospital which would have been on the right just beyond the white building. As the name suggests they would make your doll better if she was ill and also sold many other toys - one of my favourite memories
My grandmother and grandfather had the general store and post office. Their name was Cridland. One of my aunties and uncle Charles had a house down by the church, their name was Hunt. The other auntie, Edie, and uncle Bert lived in the house in the photo, their name was Cannon, Pat and Gwen. My name is Beryl. We came to the village when the was was on. I was eight. My mother was Chris Mitchell and my father was Rowland. Chris was the daughter of gran and grandad Cridland.
I came to live in Ardpeaton Lodge at the age of 2 when my father was transferred from Wales to Coulport. At that time the Lodge was owned by the MOD along with Ardpeaton House which was further up the drive. Two years later the House was converted into 5 flats and we were moved out of the Lodge and moved into one of the ground floor flats. I lived there for several years and went to the local school in Kilcreggan and ...see more
I was born at Vincent Terrace in my grandmother's house in 1949, opposite the pit. Have some happy memories of Thurnscoe, my grandad always went to the {Corrie} for a drink on Sunday afternoon, I still have his membership card as a keepsake. Found lots of old pics of neighbours who were friends, Kath and Nick and Mrs Mellor, I would love to send them the pics, if you know them let me know. We lived with my ...see more
The cottage in Church St was my nan's, Mrs Elsie Collins, she died about 1969. I remember staying with her when I was little. I haven't been back since she died. I believe a neighbour bought it and converted it into one cottage. I remember the old black range and 2 kettles, little john and big john, and the front door key was about 6 inches long, and granddad going out the back field and collecting mushrooms for breakfast.
I used to live in Mellison Rd, just around the corner from Sellincourt Rd. My memories of the school was a good one, governed mainly by the teachers. These are some names of my fellow pupils at the time from the mid to late seventies.
Does anyone else who went there at the time recall these names?
Head Teacher was a strict old so and so with a nasty temper! Mrs Whooley, with ...see more
I used to live in Longley Road in the early 60s and remember as a child at the top of Longley Road where the buses parked there used to be a record shop where I would spend my time listening to all the new groups including the Beatles. It was there I bought a plastic Beatle wig amongst other memorabilia. I also remember a butcher's shop with sawdust on the floor and a man who used to deliver meat on a bike with a basket ...see more
In 1964 I was (as Jim Wright) fortunate enough to move to Keswick to work as the assistant manager at the then Royal Oak Hotel, just past the Moot Hall on the far left corner in this photograph. The Royal Oak and George Hotels, across the street from each other, were then owned by Sir Percy Hope, a local dignitary. I lived in my own room in the hotel, then managed by Mr Peverett and his wife. I recall ...see more
From 1958-61 our family was the only one living on Mill Lane, just off the parade grounds near here. My stepfather was 'stationed' with the RAEC at Eltham Palace and I attended Shooter's Hill GS and Westminster Hotel School, subsequently. Our army officer's quarters housing was a quite 'luxurious' rambling one storey structure surrounded by about 4 acres of gardens, a greenhouse and woods where I would first try my hand ...see more
We would visit Rhyl quite frequently when my daughters were growing up. We enjoyed walking along the Promenade and occasionally going into the Amusement Arcades.
My father's aunt lived in Southport and worked as a radiologist at the Southport Infirmary in those days. We would visit practically every weekend. As I grew up and married and had my own children we always loved visiting Southport. My two daughters had such a lot of fun at Pleasureland. One of my daughters won the Southport Rosebud contest one year which in those days was held in The Floral ...see more
Matlock is a very pretty place, I remember stopping off at Matlock on our way to Nottingham when I was 8 years old. I remember so well how pretty the place was, the dales, hill sides the scenery, just beautiful.
This was a really enjoyable vacation we spent at Kiln Park, my two daughters, my husband & myself. It was our first caravan holiday. We all had such good fun. We spent many a happy hour down on the beach, and the weather was beautiful.
It was the year before I married that my husband to be and myself went on a vacation to Weymouth. We had a lovely time, the weather was just glorious for us. We always said that when we married we would revisit Weymouth. Well, we did in the year 1968 with our first born she was 4 years old at that time. I remember so well enjoying a day on the beach, and my little daughter had such fun watching Punch & ...see more
We moved to live in Oxton Birch Close. Happy memories of this house. Both my daughters spent their teenage years here. I also had my son here to bringing him home from Arrowe Park Hospital.
I moved to Woodford Bridge when I was about 4 years old in 1949 and a few years later went regularly to Church and Sunday School at St Paul's Church for several years. The Vicar at that time was Rev Philip Wright. He was well known for his interesting collection of old farm and agricultural tools and had a small museum at his house. My younger sister and I used to walk up the hill from ...see more
I have very fond memories of Great Haywood during the 50s as my sister and I went to stay with our grandmother during the school holidays. We lived near to the centre of Manchester and so to visit this village in the 50s was like entering another world. Grandma lived on the outskirts of the village in Tolldish Lane and she was quite a reclusive lady. Her husband had died in 1952 and because her ...see more
Well our address was quite easy , Fairy Cross, Near Bideford, North Devon. Tel. Horns Cross 328 !! Our mail always found us with no problems at all. There were not a lot of us there in those days. We lived in Headons Cottage, it used to have a thatch roof until it caught fire in the mid 1960s and was then replaced with slates. I remember the walls were made of cob and would crumble away if you kept running your ...see more
I lived with my grandparents in Bolton le Sands. I used to cycle to Morecambe most mornings, to J. W. Blands, painters and decorators, where I was apprenticed, hail rain and snow. I knew every inch of the coast road, the top of Hest Bank hill and down past the Cinderella Home, past the golf links and Happy Mount Park. Lovely memories now ..
We moved to Glebe Road in 1952 (Cousland) and it was a wonderful place for children. We had a back gate opening on to the common and made full use of it. The grass was cut every year and baled for hay and we used to rush out and build houses from the bales. Every Friday we were allowed to buy 2ozs of sweets from Mr Brown's sweet shop (just out of shot here) then help carry the shopping home from the new ...see more
I don't know why we called it Three King's Piece but in the mid 50's to the early 60's when I was growing up, that was what we called it. I lived in the flats in Armfield Crescent and when we went to Three Kings Piece we went the back way. Down St Marks Road to Baker Lane, on the corner was St Marks Chuch, to Hilary Avenue. At the end of the avenue was an alley-way. It had a high wall on one side with broken ...see more
