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Chudleigh hosts a wonderful Christmas late night shopping evening each year when the Christmas lights in Fore Street are switched on. The shops stay open until late evening and their windows twinkle with fairy lights and decorations. Shops, cafes and pubs are crowded and stay open late in the evening, and the place is transformed into a fairyland of old-fashioned ...see more
In the bottom left corner of the photo is a row of four white bungalows. My father --Ron Bartlett built these and several others on the estate from about 1959 onwards. We lived in the top one. The house immediately to the right of ours was owned by the Williams family. This was a husband and wife who had retired from the family butchery in the Midlands. Next to them lived Margaret and Ron Hankey. Further up the ...see more
I can remember watching in awe as the cattle was walked to the market (now a car park) through the High and West Street..pigs, sheep, cows, chickens etc and standing up on the temporary fencing reaching over to stroke the sheep, hearing the market auction man selling the cows...to this day I never understood a word he said...but they all got sold somehow...I can still remember the smell...no ...see more
I used to go to the 'Creek' as it was called then, with my father and join a whole host of Bait diggers...the main bait was Ragworms, which are a bit like centipedes and they bite!! This was before it became polluted mind you!! On one occasion my wellington boots ended up stuck in the mud and as I tried to walk (totally unsuccessful) I ended up falling face first into the mud and was caked from head to toe and it ...see more
When i was young i moved to manchester from Rhos but cam back lots to viset my Nain and Tiad in Johnstown and i alwys remember the smell of the smoke coming from the chimnys. i loved to smell the air while in the car going down High st. i have moved back now but it dose not smell the same any more. Emma, Rhos. xxxxxxx
My best friend and I attended Suttons Secondary Boys School in Hornchurch Essex, and both of us were fortunate to be chosen to attend a two month summer term at Kennylands, situated at Sonning Common Berkshire. Actually we were both lucky twice and attended two years in succession. The Camp was beautifully laid out in two seperate halves, divided by a central dining hall and a flag pole. I didn't ...see more
MY MEMORIIES OF YSTRAD PARK AS A CHILD ' MY MOTHER AND HER FRIENDS WOULD GATHER ALL US CHILDREN AND WALK TO THE PARK WHERE WE WOULD HAVE A PICNIC AND PLAY ALL DAY MOST PEOPLE GOING BACK TO 1958 WILL REMEMBER THE SWIMMING POOL THAT NOW SADLY IS FILLED IN AND SHRUBS PLANTED . WE WERE EASILY PLEASED AND HAPPY TO PLAY . CHILDREN HOWEVER ARE NOT AS WE WERE AS THEY ARE MOSTLY TODAY ONLY HAPPY WHEN THEY ...see more
I remember that in 1955 this was known as the river Marden
i have very fond memories of visiting my grand parents in yapton, who lived opposite the church in the cottages.my grandfather Roy, i believe was the villiage carpenter and my nan alice was helper in the church, and also worked at the dentist along the lane.grandad also rang the bells on occasions. There were some good times i remember as a small boy like the time me and nan picked berries in the ...see more
Mrs Ingman, my Sunday school teacher, lived in the first house at Mill Terrace. The houses were so small inside, maybe two rooms downstairs and two upstairs but they had so much character. Mrs Ingman seemed so old when I was a child but she was probably only about middle sixties. I considered myself to be a favourite of hers but looking back , she was kind to everyone. I remember a huge, round dining ...see more
Does anyone remember the `Donkey Path`? The fairy glen looks vaguely familiar but I was very young and can`t remember details. My aunt and family lived in one of the beautiful houses overlooking the beach in Old Colwyn. The houses were knocked down when the bypass was introduced to the town. My aunt emigrated to Australia after that. I just remember an exciting time going for walks along the donkey path to the beach. Thinking of it now I can almost smell the seaside.
My great grandfather Henry Tingey, was born November 18, 1819, in Biggleswade, Bedfordshire. He was the son of James Tingey and Elizabeth Boniss. James and Elizabeth, and family later moved from Bigglewade, Bedfordshire, and moved Lower Caldecut near the 46th milestone from London in the perish of Northhill. The family of father and mother and two boys and four sisters were in the business of raising ...see more
My family, the Nylins, lived in the house that had a driveway on an incline and was next door to to small market. I remember (I was 10 years old at the time) there was a small market because we would get our bottled, silver capped milk delivered through a box between the two properties. My dad, Roger, was in the Air Force stationed at Upper Heyford, but my mom, Irene, was a Brit and prefered to live off base ...see more
My parents, Alan & Jennifer Ross, moved to Clayton in 1954 when I was one year old and lived there for the next twenty five years. For most of that period Jack & Jill were owned by Henry Longhurst, a celebrated golf journalist of his time and, since my father was writing about cricket in those days, they knew each other as fellow sports journalists. I remember visiting the windmills as a child and, ...see more
My memories of Coulsdon are very vague as I live in Scotland. My Father met a wonderful man named Bernard during the 2nd world war.who came from Coulsdon. Bernard was over 7 feet tall and this is the only thing I remember about him apart from his lovely nature. We visited Coulsdon several times to live with Bernard and his family. I have a feeling it was army houses though I am not sure if this was the ...see more
when a chap broke into Bernie the Butlers house, he stole a bycicle from Bernies and rode a short distance, then dumped the bike, when the Posse was after him. 4x4s were flying around the village getting people to check there sheds and outbuildings. The farm labourers were tracking him using walky talkys enabling the posse to catch him hidding in a storm drain very ...see more
The cottage on the left of this photo was where my great grandfather and his ten children lived at the turn of the 20th century. He was a butcher. There was a slaughterhouse at the back of the property. They lived there from about 1895 to 1908.
l came across the vindi site by accident,and was amazed to see the old ship again, l trained on her on the stewards side over the1965 xmas period and went on to travel the world on the m.v. huntsland, carrying cargo all around the world. seeing the photo brougt back so many memories of many years ago, does anyone else remember the jam butties at the seamans mission or swopping our cap badges with the crews on the russian boats in the docks.
We (Myself and my Wife) lived there for a months time in Dec 2006. It was a greatful and romantic experience... The excellent view towards the coventry road, unusual sun light during the late afternoon and the buses and vehicles through the coventry road gave us a great feel. The lovely chillness and the cold through the window would create an amazing feeling. The streetlights and the Car ...see more
Painted by Victorian artist Frederick, Lord Leighton
I used to live in the square in one of the houses opposite the church. My father was in the navy at Spurn Head for a couple of years during the war. I went to the local school and I think my teacher was called Miss Skelton. I remember the awfull air raids, the night before we left for our other posting to Wales there was a terrible one, we were all sleeping at the local pub and my sister and I were so ...see more
My Grandfather was the doctor for Kilcreggan from 1953 -1970.He and my grandmother lived at Kenilworth which was on the Shore Road.He was called John Campbell Miller.Our family holidayed there every year during the 1960s. We used to arrive on the morning boat from Gourock.We spent 2 weeks there every Easter and 1 month there every Summer.TutTut was a favourite of ours.Another favourite was the Italian Icecream shop called Rossi's
i lived there with my parents.... in fact they still live there
I first visited in 2007, and was struck with horror. You have such beautiful villages all around the Country, and then you find one that lets the whole country down. It is run down, weeds in pavements, closed down pub and one grotty one left.
I remember my friends and I found ,on blackhall beach some explosives, one of our group (no names no pack drill) made use of them to blow up one of the most popular caves at the rocks, I can still hear the shouts as the blast shower,d us with debris jerry johnson claimed it was the loudest noise he had ever heard.
I remember when I was about six, we lived in Peterborough and had travelled to Bramhall to visit my Grandparents Joe and Harriette Morris who lived at Wrens Nest #1 Bramhall Lane, There was a grassy area in front of the house where we parked our caravan. I have a copy of a painting of the cottage that was painted by a prisoner of war. The house was later demolished and the famous George Best built his ...see more
I well recall New Haw as i lived there from 1960 till 1976 (aged 5-21) . I went to Grange School first and then Fullbrook . I would as a child go to these shops for my mum to get the meat and to the paper shop for my comic. Up the road to the right was the Carlton sweet shop, ow what happy times i had in New Haw as a young boy growing up.
My memories are of 1813 My GGG Grandfather the Rev Joseph Herrick was a non-conformist .I believe from reading his diary of 1813 he preached at Grays between 29March and 29th September 1813 residing at Billericay. From 29th September 'till 25th December 1813 he resided in Grays. has anyone any information of this time for me please Julie Herrick x
What a lovely old photo! I was lucky enough to spend my primary school years, 1962 to 1968, at Lower Withington primary school as did my sister Cathy and my mum and uncle before us. Our headmistress lived in the house next door to the school and believe it or not she actually taught my mum and uncle also! We all have many good memories of growing up in Lower Withington and all these years on it still ...see more
I was born in our house in Martin Way and lived there until 1974. My grandparents moved into the house in the 1930's, just after it was built, and it was ours for around 40 years! I remember Morden before Crown House existed, when the old Crown pub was on the corner instead. I used to play in Mostyn Gardens and John Innes park, near Rutlish school. Hillcross was my school, with the field, willow tree and old bomb ...see more
I suspect either caption "Basingstoke Boarding School" or "Fairfields School" is correct, depending on your time period. I attended this school in the 1960s & 70s when it was aan ordinary (non-boarding) Infants & Junior school called Fairfields, and yes I remember Mr. Thomas, the headmaster, as an authority to be feared. But the building was much older than that, and I remember seeing a keystone with "1898" written on it. Quite likely it was a boarding school in its early days.
I lived at the Navy station Nells Point around 1943 to 1947. I went to school at Clive road and attended sunday school at st Johns. I remember the army camp,and at the end of the war the squatters moved in the huts.I allso remember the U.S army giving us children lovelypartiesand eating my first donut. the one with the hole in. Pat Perring nee Nurse
My parents bought the shop in 1952 and ran it until about 1965, it was then a very busy, thriving business, which served many of the outlying vilages. I was just 6 when we moved down from Wolverhampton and so had many happy years of village life. Amongst my friends were Peter & Stuart Fricker whose parents ran Frickers Bakery. I only wish I could buy their bread today. It was the best. Sid ...see more
My family lived at number 9 Westgate street. Walter and Elizabeth White and their nine children!!! A couple of the boys apparently built church pews for St Joseph's church, Bugle Street around 1887. One of the boys, Walter, moved to 14 Chandos street, Southampton, and then onto the York Tavern, Middle Street. they had a son Thomas White, who's son Walter went on to eventually took pub on ...see more
I lived in the coastguard station from about 1952 to 1955. I spent alot of time sitting on the sea wall in the summer. I worked for a time at Greystones Guest house. I met my future husband in Hope Cove, he lived in a house that his father built called Homelea next to the Grand view hotel. About 1955 I moved to Bolt Head,Coastguard Station and went to work in the post office at Malborough.
Going to Mr Allens chemist and walking to Sandhurst street School'also going to the public library over the swimming baths
lived here in the 'low house' for a couple of years with my parents; eddie and anna macleod, in fact i feel my heart still lives here. the sunday hunts, kippers on a friday, local folk groups around the settle, big, thrashy, noisy 'cool' bands in the stable/shed. the beer festivals, the adnams ale and me and my family welcoming everyone into our home, the Kings Head. xxx
I was born at home at 2 Church Lake and had 2 older sisters, Jo and Barabara. Even as a baby they would take me off on long walks across the church yard and over to Bucky's Meadow towards Venn. Crossing the stream in flood, and crawling around the sides of the flooded quarries with them has left me with a discomfort of deep water. When I walk there now, I'm glad it hasn't changed too much, the grave yard ...see more
The Farrington family of Reigate were the Lime Merchants that owned and worked the Lime Kilns at Reigate. The business was established by Benjamin Farrington my Great great Grandfather one hundred before Frederick Price Farrington (Alderman of Reigate 1889-1911) finally took it over until his death in 1927. The family lived at the Lime works on Reigate Hill, many of the children later lived in Nutley Lane. Thomasina Farrington
My great aunt, Nora Buck, lived in the northern end cottage of Newport, aptly named Carnation Cottage as it overlooked greenhouses that were exclusively used for growing beautiful carnations until the outbreak of world war II. During those austere years the crop was changed to tomatoes for the `dig for victory` campaign. Each year, as a young boy, I visited my aunt, along with my parents, and I have many fond ...see more
My parent got married here in 1955 at the church and then they all crossed the road to 'The Jolly' for the reception.
My family have been in Eastwood Road Bramley for almost 100 years and some are still there. I grew up in Eastwood road; most of my family have lived there. My Great Great Grandmother,my Great Grand Mother and my Grandmother and my two great Aunts lived in the house on the corner of the picture (73) and that is my two Great Aunts Hilda and Nelly in the picture with (I think) their friend May. ...see more
Hi, My name is Sonja Maria MacMasters. My Grandfather was Charles E. Stowell - Baron D`Eyncourt`- Banker. He had 10 children two sets of twins. One set made it to be l00 and had a telegram from the Queen. I have just come back from England. No time to find it. His wife was Mary Ann. They lived in Henfold Lodge, Mitcham Road, next to the Rectory. It was a beautiful House and they had ...see more
Fishing in whitleys farm pond with don martin eyes glued on the water for tench bubbles. catching one of two pounds and scared half to death of it getting off the hook [ granny knots] ..riding in trailers full of warm wheat.. birds nesting down the old farm and falling in the moat. getting shouted at for riding my bike on the cricket pitch. having my foot run over by the roller [same day] scrumping apples out of ...see more
My grandparents come from Elsecar and Wentworth, in Mill Lane, you may have seen the Roundhouse,Can`t miss it really just up from Pondside. When my real grandad died my grandmother remarried a man named Stanley Horn from Harley. Now from the age of 13 he used to walk from Harley through Mill Lane.along Pondside as they called it and go to work in Elsecar Pit. he did this until he got married in 1947 and then only ...see more
I remember visiting this spot when I first moved to work in London. It is described in Nairn's London, as follows:- " A very fine passage called The Arches runs underneath Charing Cross station from Villiers Street to Craven Street. The steps at the western end announce a different world. Hungerford Lane; and this is like meeting a person five hundred years old. It starts by the Wimpy Bar in Villiers Street, and ...see more
As A child my father worked for qantas and we were sent to live in England from Australia. For a few months in1968 we lived in Badgers close not Badgers hill. Has this road been renamed?
My grandmother was Ann Elizabeth Price and lived in a beautiful house. She ran a little shop in the house and it was called YE OLD TUCK SHOPE. It is the most beautiful little village I have every seen. I remember the people around, how kind and friendly the were. The buttons and the Davies and old Fred. I remember playing in the meadow and paddling in the brook, and fetching water from the spring. I ...see more
Wow! I had almost forgotten about this pool. I have already recorded memories of swimming in the rivers at Bishopstoke, but when there was an epidemic of Polio we were all stopped from going into the river and went to the swimming pool instead. My favourite memory was having a cup of hot Bovril after an afternoon in the pool. It did become very crowded as it served Eastleigh as well as Bishopstoke and ...see more
Montague terrace was home to many children. I remember the Allen's, John, June, Barry, Hazel, Ivan & Valerie. The White's, Maurice and Barbara, The William,s and Smith,s, Joan, Roy, Margaret, Jeffrey, and at least three younger ones. Plus Pauline Sollet, Valerie & Johnnie Butt. We all played in the road outside of Andrews Hardware shop. I was born on the top floor of that shop and my grandparents ...see more
This picture of Combe Road brings back many memories, looking straight ahead and slightly to the right is Summer Lane where I attended infant school, the shop on the left was a tobacconist and sweet shop at this time. On the right of the picture would be the King William pub, adjacent to the shop was a small lane that lead to the local garden allotments, my father had one of these. Combe Down was, and still is a ...see more
I lived in the 2nd cottage Cobblers cottage. around 1947-1957.Mrs Bremner my mother. I remember how Church street always got flooded from the ford.
Growing up in South Harrow was much different than today; I do go back from time to time. Welldon Park was on the Wyenhoe site, although there was always talk of the infant school being built on the allotments. I actually lived in that road, which then was devoid of cars until Sainsburys was built next to the library. Until then going to Sainsburys was a wonderful experience. They still patted ...see more
My mum Dorothy Elizabeth Pratt was born in Nepaul Road in 1927. I was born in Salisbury Infirmary in 1950 and lived with my mum and granny and grandad (Bill and Eileen Pratt), I had a great time when I was little playing on the Garrisons football pitch, I use to sit in a tray and slide down the hill onto the pitch. The Ghurkhas were posted at the Garrison at the time and they were so friendly. My best ...see more
From 1952 to 1959, aged 9 to 16 and at Morecambe Grammar School, I played the piano in the solo classes at the Morecambe Musical Festival - a premier event in the calendar of the Winter Gardens. It brought in thousands of people during the week; choirs, brass bands and soloists from Scotland, Yorkshire, Lancashire, Wales etc. with all their supporters, as well as local talent. If I won my classes ...see more
My Grandma, Joan Atkinson, was born at Linton-on Ouse in 1927. Her father was the lock keeper there for a number of years and the family lived in the house in the photograph. Joan was the eldest of four children, three of whom were born at Linton-on-Ouse including Betty and Ian. The youngest child, June, was born when the family moved to Haxby. Joan's mum, Edna, used to make her own icecream in the ...see more
my husband and i were tenants of the old hewitts brewery at the crown inn ror about two years in the sixties we had some marvellous characters as regulars the appleby brothers what jokers, herman the butcher len the baker jim the estate agent strum the plumber whacker from the garage and lots of caravanners from sheffield and nottingham mainly in the summer when business was really brisk salt fleetwas the terminus ...see more
i well remember ,as a 12 year old lad the woods and football pitch on friar park estate wednesbury.i came home one saturday afternoon to find our back garden full of football players from both sides drinking tea. it turned out that my uncle jeff was playing that day and my mom and dad invited him in for a cup of tea after the game. when the players got to know they all followed. i still am not sure where all the ...see more
During the early 1960s my Aunt Bella and Uncle Alf lived down Ridway lane in a bungerlow called Fernleigh. It was detached, I suspect that it was part of field as the property had a five bar farm gate. Looking out of the bedroom window you could see the cows in the next field trying eat my uncles apples. He love his garden. There were a number of apples it would not surprise me if part of the property ...see more
This was the church I attended with my family as a child from 1950-1966 when I moved away to college. My father is buried at the end of the path up to the entry to the church. The rector for some time was Rev. Cottrell with three children who were about the age of my twin and me. The boys were called Richard and David. Our lives pretty well revolved round the church with sunday Services,Sunday school and church ...see more
The Cairn is one of the most popular places to visit in this area
As a 6 year old I was deposited with the Stevens family -Butchers at No 16-- this is on the right of the street opposite the white building
Many memories of playing at Priest Cove swimming pool and bent pin fishing as a 6 year old evacuee. I must have explored every nook and cranny around the headland
I bought a book about Porthcawl in the town, and was delighted to find a photo of myself and my brother standing by the lake, with my mother's family sitting on the bench to the top left of the photo! They had arrived from Northern Ireland for a visit, and we always had to wear Sunday best whilst out, even to the fairground! I sent for a print, and it is now in pride of place in my hallway for everyone to see. Thanks for the memory of life in my home town
Resident from 1941 to 1949-born Widnes Nursing Home (now Nursery School)-baptised at St.Bedes R.C.Church and attended the attached school from age 4. Swam in pond in Victoria Park. Attended double feature picture shows with my mother at the Rex? Father worked at Widnes Foundry. Lived at nr.3 Fir Street and rode the 'fastest three wheel cycle in our street.' Travelled many times on the Transporter Bridge. Have revisited the town in 1966, 1986 and 2003.
My grandmother was born in the churchyard - as was my mother and her siblings- well actually in a cottage which abutted the church wall - the family lived in the cottage for almost 100 years until it was condemned and pulled down in the 1920's - they built an air-raid shelter on the site during WWII and now they have built St Johns Communtiy Centre there. The place was Vine Cottage -Wheatleys Place, ...see more
I have great memories of Jackhills toyshop on the Horsefair in the seventies. I used to love going in there and it was the first stop to spend birthday or Christmas money, (usually some Sindy clothes or once - some roller skates!) I always remember looking longingly at the bikes and prams they had parked up in the covered entrance - I never had one of those though!
I was a boy sargeant soldier at Arborfield AAS when I came down with a serious illness and rushed into Cambridge Military Hospital, Aldershot and when I defied the odds and lived , it was discovered that I had pulmonary TB of the right lung. I was transferred to Connaught Military Sanatorium at Hindhead ,Surrey which I believe is the hospital featured in the photo ref.67886 although I do not ...see more
Ahh.. What a rush of memories return to my mind as I ponder the view of the vale of Almondsbury laid out before me. I grew up in the lower village (then known as marshwell crescent). My father's family hailed from the deepest depths of Patchway common, where my Grandfather was the local Cobbler (always making ready the boots of the local gypsies as they prepared to make their yearly trek to Kent for the hop ...see more
I first knew Brimscombe in the 1950s. I was brought up between Toadsmoor and Middle Lypiatt. In this starkly isolated location, it took a devoted beer drinker to travel through the darkness to the nearest pub. My Dad was of such a breed, and every evening he would go to the Bottle and Jug of the Port Inn in Brimscombe, more or less opposite where the Brimscombe Poly School was. You may have spotted that ...see more
I can remember walking up Sea Lane with my brothers, and visiting the little shop owned by Mrs Proudfoot, in the hope of getting some groceries for our parents (and sweets for us)! Everything about the shop was quaint, from the layout of the shop floor to the scales on the counter. It wasn't always the best stocked shop, so if ever Mrs Proudfoot had sold out of something, or we needed something she didn't ...see more
I was lucky enough to grow up in Litlington and also worked in the village shop/post office for Jack Keeble. I can trace my mothers family(Reed) back to the early 1800's they were from nearby Alfriston, so I have a very strong connection with Cuckmere valley. I had a very happy childhood, firstly in Lullington 1961 to 1966 and then Litlington 1966 to 1980. Village life, it takes some beating.
My abiding memory of Ampthill is when I used to go to the Saturday pictures with my cousins and the fire engine would be called out. The only problem was the siren that called them out was the old wartime air-raid siren. What a noise !!! I lived in Maulden but often visited Ampthill. thanks for the memories. !!!
This photo shows Woodhill Road, the houses at the top of the picture, the road I was born in 1951. How the scene has changed over the years. Long gone are the power station chimneys and the old boating shed where my Grandpa used to work. As a child I rode my pony around the lake grounds through the village and then to the top of Naish Hill where I kept her.
These buildings look like the now demolished army quarters at what is now known as Cyprus Road, Deepcut.
My Great Grandparents were Fred & Dorcas Beeching, and both died in 1915, they lived in Dunks Green, and two of their sons Sydney and William were killed in the Great War, their names appear on the memorial stone in Plaxtol i think. Does anyone have memories of Dunks Green from any years. Brian
My father Fred Beeching, was born at Dovedale Cottage in 1926, sadly he has now passed away, but left us with many stories, he attended school in ightham, and my Grandparents also Fred Beeching and Rose Beeching are buried in St Peters Church yard. It would be great if anyone has pictures or memories of Ivy Hatch, i have visited the Village twice, but now living in Germany. Regards Brian
I was born at home, 4 Ripley Avenue, Great Moor, Stockport on Jan. 4, 1937. I have very fond memories of Hazel Grove. At the age of 11, my Mom & Dad and Sister, Janet immigrated to Toronto, Canada. I did not want to leave, I attened Great Moor Council School. I was brought up during the war years. I have been back only once, but I do intend to return perhaps with a year. Some wonderful childhood memories of ...see more
To date I have not visited Llangefni. My Grandmother Ann Williams was born there, in 1869. Her Mother's name was Ellen Edwards, born Amlwych c1848. fathers name was Rowland Williams. Hopefully my Husband and I will be able to see, and spend some time in this beautiful part of Wales. My Mother was born in Merthyr Tydfil, so I am proud to say "I am Welsh too". Have a lovely day, and God Bless. Jeanette
Living at Forest House - just up the road from the post office. The school coach would drop us off at the bus stop, and on our way home we would stop in to what our family called "the little shop" to stash up on sweets. The shop was run by Barbara and Len Waghorn.
