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My dad was born in Cymmer & he lived in Heol y Glyn. My dad's name was Clifford White and my grandparents were Tom & Maud White. I have many happy memories of Cymmer and I remember catching the train to Cymmer from Treorchy & going through the tunnel in Abergwynfi.
I have spent many happy holidays in Chapel. My Dad had two weeks holiday from the Prudential and he and Mum and I would head off on hols. I specifically remember fossil hunting on Chapel Point beach, there I also learned to swim. I remember too the esplanade, there was a walk through with an amusement arcade and the best fish and chip shop in the world, I can smell it now. Remeber when the first ...see more
I would love to hear from anyone who lived on St Michaels in the 50's and 60's. We lived on the big green at 45. We had a large horse chestnut in the garden, which has gone now. Deakins keps the grocers shop around the corner, Sharrats (?) the butchers and there was a newsagents, can't remember the lady's name. There was also a shop called Grocott's. A rag and bone man used to come round ...see more
I lived in the Red Bull from age 6 to 23. I have so many good memories, from playing in the surrounding countryside - the chalk pits, the clayhole reservoir, the woods, the ruined cement works etc. The village infants school down Eccles Row ('Ticklebelly road' - there's a story to that), and I think it was called Sears, a shop on the corner of Eccles Row. The pub used to have a small third ...see more
My grandmother and grandfather, Francis and Issac Waters, lived and brought up their family at Woodmans Cottage, Aberbeeg, my grandfather was woodman there working for Pontypool Estates.
I was told of many happy memories of life in Aberbeeg by my mother Thelma, now sadly died, she lived there with her brothers and sisters Jack, Phylis, Alice, Myrtle, Olive and Arthur Waters. My Aunt Olive also lived at Railway ...see more
I remember going to the chip shop just across the road, opposite the entrance to the camp, also fishing for eels in the nearby sluice. We would also enter the sand castle competition on the beach. We used to travel to Mablethorpe by train and then get picked up by a special bus up to Trustville.
My two brothers, my sister and I were all born in Minster in what is now called Turner Cottage but was then "The Swifts". My granddad was a village postman and my best friend's granddad was also a postman and we used to race to school perched on the baskets on the front of their bikes! At Watchester Farm we fed the ducks and loved seeing the piglets with the sows. We bought fishing nets in the ...see more
My family came to Merrymoor in 1961, the little building next to it was called Crafts and Gifts run by the Atkinsons, this moved to what is now Bettys Surf Shop and then my Dad used it as a Beer Store untill the mid 60s when the Fish and Chip shop was built.
I spent many happy holidays at West Sands. The Embassy club - I can still smell the polished floor. I remember two of the singers. One was JIm (Murphy, I think) and another one the following year called Peter. Somewhere I have the photographs of them, taken next to my sister and myself! It also had a little TV room with about 8 chairs where you could watch Crossroads or whatever happened to be on. The ...see more
As village 'Bobby' in the late 1960's early 70's, we, my wife and two daughters, lived in the Police House in Furnace Lane. Sometime about 1970 I called into the village shop (I think it was Fuller's) and the lady there asked me if I would take a gun off her! She said that they had recently gone into the roof space when having a clear out and found a pearl handled revolver with belt and holster. She went on ...see more
We were a dyed in the wool London family, some time before World War 11, 1939, we moved from Earlsmead Road to Breamar Road off West Green Road and lived there at number 73 untill 1951, when we moved out into the country to Waltham Cross.
I was born in 1945 and had two older brothers Bill and Brian some 7 and 9 years older than me. Even though I was only 6 when we moved away I have some vivid memories of ...see more
The photo above, of the two Lads on the lake is of my Brother Graham and I. I can`t remember it myself but apparently, Graham tells me, he was fed up because he wasn`t allowed to drive the boat as he was too small.
This is where I grew up! My dad had a shop just below the garage on the right - it was where Morrison's is now. I walked up and down here all the time and the garage owner (John Cassere) used to call out 'hello ginger' 'cos I had ginger hair and I used to be so embarrassed. Mum (who still lives in Horsforth) and I recently reminisced and tried to remember all the shops in Town St and there were lots and ...see more
The Lyon Brewery is still there on the lefthand side. The Nightingale, further down the road, closed in 2006 and became an Indian restaurant, big pity as was a lovely pub.
I was told that the Queen was in the area to meet the regiment that was in situ on Fox Hill when war broke out. Because the road up to the hill was in a bad state due to being just a track , the army put down a concrete road up one side and down the other taking weeks to complete it and the the Queen went up, saluted the army, and came back down - apparently taking 15 minutes in total. All the locals were in dismay about the whole thing at the time.
Mr Hogsflesh built Hillside Farm, Ash. The tree hides the farm house up the drive behind the white gates. Then Mr Maurice Scard bought the bungalow in 1954 and his wife still lives there. The farm was across the road - now it is Fairview Estate. The small, tiny bungalows next door were demolished in 1960 and new semi detached houses were built in their place. Hillside farm has a celler underneath where the milk was stored to keep cool for selling.
My father was landlord of the Crown from 1958 until 1984. He was previously manager of the Beachy Head Hotel which he managed on behalf of his mother. When he took over the hotel on the 13th January 1958 it was snowing and he hardly had any customers due to the weather. He slowly built up trade and was one of the first pub grub hotels in the south of England, specialising in Ham and Eggs and even received letters addressed to The Ham and Egg pub Sussex.
I was born at Mayday Hospital. My parents still live in Baring Road and my mother has lived there from the age of 13, as my grandmother had the house before they did. I vividly remember playing 'up and down the road.' It is so sad children cannot do that safely any more. I also walked to school from a young age, as did my friends. It was a different world.
My Dad had the first car in the street. Brownies was at ...see more
Was there really a live donkey in Kennards Arcade at some point? Was that just a childhood dream I had?
One highlight of my childhood was going to one of the big department stores with my grandmother and mother. Ladies dressed in black played violins while we ate coffee and cake. For a few brief hours we were rich, had a huge house and all the other things I once thought made life fun. I cannot remember if it was ...see more
A brand new, purpose-built school. It was light and airy, kept very clean, and had some luxurious touches! A beautiful carpeted library, a small apartment for teaching domestic science, plus a hall and gym which were separated by a folding screen, so that they could be used as one enormous hall for Speech Day. The only design fault was putting the chemistry labs next to the dining room!
The Head was ...see more
I remember Our Lady and St Joseph's school and Mrs Clinton the primary one teacher. I lived in Annathill and traveled by bus every day. The Chapel was up the hill from school and I can remember making my first communion there.
I can remember walking home sometimes and meeting up with the protestants and the boys would have a fight. We had to pass a railway junction and then on to a level crossing at ? where the Bluebird ...see more
The taller light coloured house on the left, near the centre of the picture, is called Balcony House. The balcony was removed, I believe, in World War 11. The house was built in the mid 19th C by the local apothecary. I lived there c 1977-1982. The shop belonged to a butcher. The four small cottages are older than Balcony House, and behind them lies a farm belonging to the Spinks family.
I remember my first day at St Xaviours in Dalmelington. It was run by nuns who were very strict. I wore a uniform like St Trinians (I cant remember what it was called - Gymslip maybe?). I got the ruler on my hand for dipping my finger in the inkwell on the desk. I was only 4 or 5 at the time.
The bus stop to go home was on the main road next to a barn with horses in it.
The old bridge was still in use when I went to ...see more
I can remember Ann Wall, I lived in Eltingham street at the same time. I moved from Blackhill and now live in the USA .
Holy Innocents in Kingsbury Rd, adjacent to Oliver Goldsmiths Primary School. I attended there and brought my daughter back from Australia to be christened in Holy Innocents.
Corner of Kingsbury Road, Church Lane and Buck Lane. I remember it well with Bryant's newsagent on the corner.
Closer view of my last school. This photo is from 1955, the first year I went there and it took me about 18 months to settle in! After that the sense of freedom I had from being in such great surroundings was very inspiring! I was really quite sad to leave in 1960.
Reigate Priory County Secondary School to give it it's full name was my last full time school. I went here at 11 and stayed untill the summer of 1960 when I turned 16. The fields in front of the school were, and still are, part of the public park that surrounds the school. There were three football pitches in the winter and two cricket pitches in the summer. The school had playing fields, also open to the public, ...see more
I would go swimming In this lower lake at Earlswood Common from about the age of 8 with a few friends. No adults were present or needed, we had all been taught how to take care of ourselves and help our friends. Even so, parts of the lake were about 8 feet deep in places so the rule was "stay in the shallows if you can't swim". We didn't take a towel just stripped off to our underpants and dived in and ...see more
This is the place where I went to watch bands from about 1958 until they stopped in the 60's. First Saw Johnny Kidd & The Pirates here, Eddie Cochran, Gene Vincent and later The Searchers, The Hollies, Brian Poole & The Tremoloes, Freddie & The Dreamers. Many of the local Bands used to play here as well. I lived for music then & still do, playing some Bass now and running ...see more
My dad worked in the brewery and my mam worked in the Hanbry and also my father's family came from Aberbeeg and I have been looking for some things about the Parson family who lived in Abergeeg . My dad's name is Arthur Parsons and my mam is Brenda Parsons - was Miller,
I have just read an amusing story about the Walls ices girls and how pretty they were - I was one of those girls - I can't quite believe someone has written about us! What fun we had. We all worked in the school holidays in the beach cafes, hard work sometimes but such good times.The beaches were packed and we sold lots of Walls ices!
The cliffs on this photograph were the source of much competition as ...see more
I turned eighteen in 1965. It was around this time that I had a tendency, upon coming home from the pub (in the summer), to have a black coffee, tie a rod onto the bike, and head off for Southwick via Brighton (about 35 miles from Reigate). Such energy, at that age! Upon arrival, I'd catch shrimps from the walkway using a drop-net and kippers for bait, then when dawn came (suitable tide), I'd float-fish for bass ...see more
I lived on Woodcote Valley Road from 1967 to 1989. The pictures from the 1960's is how I remember Purley - I don't recognise the place when I go back there now.
The shops were great - Morgans where you could buy individual farm animals, and I seem to remember one of the shops had a pulley system to take the money to the cash office at the back which sent your change back.
I loved the library - the ...see more
My name is Julia Coles and I was born in the Nursing Home in Wrafton Road on 11 May 1954 to Edna and Phil Watchus. My father was in the RAF at Chivenor and I lived in Braunton until I left to work in Exeter in 1990. I remember Braunton so well, Caen Street with the Post Office on the left hand side. Chuggs the newsagents, the cake shop, Darracotts the Ironmongers, Holdens. It had everything and to be ...see more
I was asked to read a lesson by my teacher at St Johns Church, Leytonstone for one of our school services. To my horror, she had me practice reading loudly in the school corridors and left me standing there, reading aloud, when all the other kids came back in from playtime. However, when it came to the event, no one mentioned I was to step up to the microphone (never saw one before) so I don't know if anyone heard me at all in the end.
We used to love looking in the stream for cray fish, minnows and small creatures. We were fascinated by the clear water as we had no streams in London,where we lived. I remember telling my mum about the small creatures that looked like sticks and had bits of gravel and sticks on them, like a coat. She didn't believe me, but I later (many years later) found out they were larvae - I think of the Caddis ...see more
I remember the fish shop/butchers in the High Street, it was called Gurrs and they used to smoke the fish out the back of the shop. It was situated between Boots and Rossis. Before the swimming pool was built, the land was full of trees and bushes where we played as kids. We always went over there after coming out of the Saturday morning pictures at the State Cinema, 6d downstairs, 9d upstairs. I used ...see more
We had an idylic little house with two rooms and a small kitchen where we spent Summer holidays, running in the lanes and dreaming in the fields of corn and poppies.
We used to have lovely picnics, mum took sandwiches and some pop in a bottle, a towel and a flannel to wipe dirty hands and faces. We spend all day paddling and catching minnows with our net. My brother Tom always used to send a model boat out and they usually got stuck or sunk by a wave !
I was born at 3 Dornden Cottages in June 1942. My father (Charles Harris) was Chauffer to Mr Coombe at Dornden. Unfortunately Mr Coombe died around 1947 and we had to move out of our cottage as it was a tied residence (about 1949). My memories of living there are vague, but I know happy. There used to be an walled, ivy lined path from our garden to the common across which I went down ...see more
I was raised in Broadway from a baby until I married in 1970. My parents, Gordon and Joan Harrison owned and ran the Broadway Coaches Ltd at Yew Tree House, just above this photo. Behind the house we kept many coaches which took the local children to schools in the area and many day trips. My grandfather had a garage on the village green selling petrol and local taxis. we were always busy. The car in the ...see more
I grew up at Alum Bay, as my parents, John & Irene Groves were managers at the Needles Hotel from 1948 - 1954. My brother Neil is 2 years older than me and we have some wonderful memories of playing in the grounds, which were very different to how they are today. There was a cafe, a bazaar, (where you could fill up your sand phials), a restaurant and a bar. The hotel was non residential, but my parents ...see more
H.M.S. Sylph went hard aground on Aberavon Beach after breaking her towing hawsers
during a storm while being towed across Swansea Bay to be scrapped in Newport. This was in April 1927.
Attempts to haul her off with tugs were made but their efforts only rocked her back
and forth sinking her deeper into the sand. There she remained, and at low tide people walked around her ...see more
Dont live in Pudsey any more but was born and brought up there. I lived on Laurel Mount off Richardshaw Lane. across from Farsley omnibus depot. I think there is an office block there now. There used to be Harold's fish shop, a grocery shop, a cobblers shop where we always used to buy our fireworks and then a timber yard. Where the by pass goes under Rikky Lane there used to be another grocers shop ...see more
1959-1963 - I remember my teachers - Miss Newall, Mr Parkinson, Mr Glazer and finally Mr Hesketh (class 4A1); and the Headmaster, whose name I thought was Harrison, but others remember him as Henderson, so perhaps I am wrong. He taught us country dancing, which I loved enormously. I also loved singing in Mr Sellary's choir (home-made pink check gingham frocks for the girls), and we won a few competitions, I ...see more
I have fond memories spent with my grandparents who lived at The Oaks in Girdlane, Mill Brow. I used to walk to Marple Bridge with my grandma to do the shopping. I was born in Stephouses, Hollywood Lane, Mellor and went to school for a time at the Church School in Mellor - Mrs Rudge was the Headmistress. I moved to Scotland with my family at the age of 6 or 7, but I came back to stay with my ...see more
I was born on Room's Lane in one of three cottages near to the train station. My father worked for Roland Humphry. We moved to St Bernard's not long after I was born, the house was the previous horseman's home, My dad worked with his horse most of the time and I would sit at the end of the field and wait for dad to finish, when I was able to have a ride home on her. St Bernards had two rows of houses ...see more
I spent several months in Treloar with Polio. I was five years old and from what I have been told, at deaths door. Can't say that I remember much except the nurses smiles and the pictures of Micky Mouse on the windows. I would like to thank the staff for whatever they did to save my life, as from being paralyzed from my left arm across my body to my right leg, I went on to have a fantastic life seeing the world and having children and grandchildren. Thank you.
How wonderful to hear of one of my dear friend's memories of 1960s Menith Wood. Although I was actually born at "Eardiston" Farm called Moor Farm, in one of the converted barns in 1949, I spent all but the first few months of my life living at Upper Claywood, which was situated just below Menith Wood by a quarter of a mile.
The position of the cottage was to look out over the ...see more
This photo has brought back so many memories of when I had my summer holidays in the last house before the white houses. There was a gate to the side of the house which lead into a large garden where my grandad grew veg and fruit, and the chickens from the farm behind walked around the garden. I loved to play in the sheds in the garden and pick the peas for dinner. The days would be filled ...see more
I use to spend some of my summer holidays with my lovely nan. She lived in a house called Swimbrook, it was up Kempshot Lane. It was pulled down years ago. She used to take me to Woolworths to buy a scrapbook and glue - we would catch the bus. I can remember going up some steps in Woolworth and the floors were wooden. She had the biggest garden, and my uncle used to push me round in a wheelbarrow. Such happy times for a girl from the East End of London.
When I was a kid about of about 10 we used to swim from the sluice at the mill. It was great for swimming as the current was strong at the gates. Also the beach was more popular, we used these sites till we had left school - also the sandpit at Doggetts was a frequent site for swimming. Great times.
Hi, I was in Cuffley Children's home from 1965-1972. I am trying to find anyone who went to the home and may remember me or knows anyone who went there during that time.
I remember some names such as Jackie Howard - she was my best friend there, also Josemary, also Aundry, Anthony and Sandra were brothers and sisters.
I also remember Uncle Jack and Aunty Kay who ran the home at that ...see more
I lived at Hawkhurst Court a few miles from Wisborough Green. I was at school in Wisborough Green in 1939 till my family moved in 1946. My younger sisters and brother also attended the same school. I remember names such as Rosalind Woods, Alice Avis, Joan Luckford, Michael Puttock and several others. I also remember dancing round the maypole on the green, attending church and ...see more
Ahh Instow.. Always in my heart. Gran moved from Plymouth to Bickleton (2mls inland from Instow) c1930. Mum (Nancy Rooke) went to Instow school. During the war years she met Dad (Ron) married (1942) and moved to Staines where I grew up. Every year, with my two brothers, Doug and Andy, we would have our holidays with Gran, Aunt Lila and Uncle Ray (Spiers). Travelling down by train, watching out for the derelict tower ...see more
I believe the girl walking on the left is my mother Joan Outhwaite (nee Urwin). We have a similar photo of Mum in Redcar.
My family were evacuated during the second world war from East London , they were put into some cottages in the village, my mum died in 2002 and her sisters have died since then, apart from one who is in her eighties. I can remember growing up with them talking about such wonderful memories they had during evacuation in South Petherton. Unfortunately the shop they owned in London was blitzed during the war and ...see more
My memory of that year was attending Chase Cross School and enjoying my four years there. The teachers were Mr Race, Mr Matthews, Mr D Shaw and in the last year, Mr Whittnel - all brilliant teachers. I used to box for the school and left to become a butcher until 1964; the next 10 years driving lorries and buses and in 1971 I joined the Essex ambulance service, transferring to Kent/ Margate in1983. In 1990 I ...see more
I attended Riddlesdown Secondary School from 1960 - 1965. I remember the Headmaster was a Mr Mackay and our History and Religious Instruction teacher was a Mr Hay. I used to cycle to school from our home in Famet Avenue (halfway up St. James Road). I think there was a Mr Turnbull and our French Teacher was Scottish!! However I don't remember her name. Is there anyone else with memories from this period?
My mother Kathleen Reeve used to work in Kennards and I remember that at the end of the day over the loudspeaker system they would play "Now is the Hour". In later years she always used to say how much she disliked that tune! I was only 7 but I too remember the arcade and the sights and smells and how wonderful it was for a child at Christmas time.
I remember this wall and steps, I was only 4-5 years old at the time. This wall is of No 47 The Village in Bebington, next door to the Rose and Crown opposite the bottom of Heath Road where there is now a roundabout. It was a very big house and had a massive garden, but was demolished some 25 years later and I remember some of the names of people who used to live and visit. I went to the old St Andrews School which ...see more
I went to Uttoxeter Girls High School when I was 11 in 1963. My friends, Ros Glass and Gillian Pollard, travelled on a double decker bus from Hoar Cross each day, we all started together. I was in Dunkley (blue) House, Roz was in yellow ( cant recall name). My other good friend, Lorna Childs got on at Abbots Bromley. I remember Miss Sutherland (french) Miss Thraves PE, Mr Fisher and Mrs Hudson. Mr Wooster ...see more
Born in the slap up and moved to Kirkshaws when I was 4. Remember playing football in the cinder park. Getting free bag of chips from my mum who worked in the Goric, then going to pictures and getting in the side door. Raiding Lees's for macaroons and picking berries beside Rosehall Cottages (and being sick as a result). Remember great togetherness - no money but everyone helped one another. Memories of my first love - lovely lady who shall remain anonymous.
I remember my earliest memories of Levenshulme (where I have lived for the past 15 years) was as a boy of about 4 or 5 in the early 1970s, going to the dairy on Lloyd Road where the bus terminus was - with my grandfather and also driving down to Faireys on Crossley road and then playing in the park (Cringle Park) . I also remember the smell of Mcvities which are still going strong today.
If anyone has any ...see more
I served at RAF Market Stainton in 1947 until its closure when we were transferred to RAF Wickenby. Several years ago ex RAF personnel were invited to a fete near to the Church of St. Michael's I gathered together a number of personnel who were at Stainton at the same time as myself; I have several photograghs of the "Party".
Our time at this unit was made most enjoyable by the warmth of the local ...see more
I lived at 27 Radnor Street, last but one tennament to be flattened. My first year of school was at the "new high school", on Bouquanaran; 10 class rooms open, we had to scramble among the bricks to get to class. Then I went to Radnor new primary school, next I went to the old high school down in Clydebank, outside toilets and the roofs had been blown off so it was a chilly sit. Then at age 11, back to the now ...see more
I was a student at Dockenfield Manor in the 1940's. Looking back, the entire faculty should have been arrested for child abuse, fraud, and a host of other charges. At the time, the Headmasters name was Dr. Hastings, other teachers included Dr. Franks, (whose every second sentence was "Oh God, please help me"), Mr. Nehoff a Dutchman that may have been a Nazi in disguise, a Miss Saunders (Dr. ...see more
I was born in Croydon in 1945 and lived in Victoria Place near Duppas Hill Lane. I went to the Howard School, then on to St Andrews School. My friends and I used to go to a coffee shop in South Croydon, I think it was it was in Lower Selsdon Road. I remember you had to go up a few steps to the front door. Can anyone remember the name of this coffee shop? Thanks, Cliff (Kip) Carver.
Worked at David's greengrocers Long St 1960. Went to Dunford St school. Always ate at Tommy's chippie; pudding, chips and peas 2/6 and change. Lived on Hollins Estate then. Anyone out there remembers me? Bash Baker, teddy boy in those days.
Dad recalled that when the USAF were based there, probably around 1955, maybe earlier, he'd decided to take a drive up the road that skirted the base to see if he could spot the new fighter which he had heard about.
So, having left my mum chatting with her sisters, he donned his black leather riding gear and rode his motorcycle up to the gates, got out his binoculars ...see more
Hi, Brunswick Baptist Church (Brun) is going to be celebrating it's 200th anniversary next year. I am looking for old photos, memories, etc that could possibly feature in a book we are trying to put together. We start out in New Inn Lane in 1813 (possibly in a room in the pub) and then moved to Brunswick Road, where we got the name from.
There may be historians out there that have some ...see more
I can remember my nanna and grand dad (Charlie and Winnie Davies ) writing their bets out on a piece of paper and me running from Acacia Grove in Seacombe to Alf Spearings Bookies on Wheatland Lane to put them on for them. Alf used to pay me 2d when I walked his grey hounds on The Brokey. My Grand Dad Charlie, worked for Land and Marine Dredging Co. I used to wait ...see more
I remember, during the war, two flying fortresses crashed in Hordon. One came down near the Half Way House, the other one in a field in Chiderditch behind the pub. They were returning from a bombing raid on Germany. There was about fifty of them when all of a sudden these two collided - the wing of one chopped the tail section off the one next to it. I think all crew members lost their lives. ...see more
Derek, the little shop by the school is where I would go a buy an OXO for 1/4d farthing. The gravy in the school dinners were so weak and washy I would crumble it into my dinner to give it some flavour.
Do you remember the air vent in the end building. We use to try to get tennis balls stuck in the slates.
My grandfather owned the Old Bell and Steelyard through WWII until the mid 50's. Unfortunately he died before I was born, but I've been visiting Woodbridge to see relatives who still live there, for my entire life.
If you visit the Old Bell, which is, I believe one of the oldest pubs in Britain, look at the far left window ground floor. This used to be a shop with a ...see more
I was born at 13 Alma Place (up the small alley from Argent Street) in 1952, moving to number 6 when I was 5. When I was 9 we moved to Sherfield Road, where I lived until 1970 when we finally moved to Shipston-on-Stour, Warwickshire, where I live with my wife Christine, who also comes from Grays, having lived in Russel Road. I attended Arther Street Infants and Junior schools, before going to Torrels until 1967. ...see more
I grew up in Hewson street, my parents were Peggy and Ernie Gills and we lived in our grandparents house (Meggie and Bill (Scotty) Jackson). I loved a Sunday when all the family would call to see us - the tiny flat would burst at the seams. We were sent to the shop on the corner of the street called Robbies, for broken bicuits and loose butter. We would play in the lane for hours, or go to the park,and then ...see more
Actually, my memories of Brighton go back earlier than 1953 because I was born there in
1933. I do have a memory of being wheeled in my pram over a small area of ridged concrete outside the little shop at the end of our street, Bennett road, Kemp town.
We were bombed out from there (number 35) in 1943 and I do remember that quite well.
From then on we moved to Preston Drove which was still in an area which ...see more
I remember as a little kid in the 50's going through Borsdane Wood with my mam n' Aunty Liza - we'd take egg n' tomato butties with us and always head for the Flag Bottom. This was our cheap holiday / Wigan week, I think it was June, I have forgoten a lot of dates as I emigrated to Australia in 68. We had 5 kids and Aunty Liza had 4.
In those days, the brook had a great little water fall and most of the ...see more
