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Living on the warren in Carlton Bungalow seemed to be so simple, no pressures of modern living, just buying a few bits from Rainfords Ice Cream Parlour, Nellie Radcliffes or Mrs Davies's grocery shops or Smithys gift shop usually with the proceeds of a treasure hunt in the dunes looking for coppers dropped in the sand, It is no wonder my mother Ena Lewis loved the place, it was a laid back way ...see more
I was born in Springfield Place, Selby Road, Garforth and we had to walk through the fields to go to Barley Hill Road School. I followed my older brother one day and I was only just 3, the teachers took me home. After doing this on a number of occasions they decided I could stay at school. We used to have a sleep in the afternoon on little camp beds. My Aunty lived in one of the houses next to the ...see more
I worked as an apprentice coach painter in Archibald Grays at the time. It was the coldest winter I had ever known. We went on strike over the conditions we were working in, because the heating had packed in (the diesel had frozen in the tank), but being daft, being apprentices, we didn't know that we weren't allowed to strike. We went back to work with our tails between our legs and just got on with it. Now, all ...see more
At 3 p.m. on Saturday 10th July 1965 I married Tony. Our marriage was conducted by Thomas Stanley Archer (Curator) of St Michael's Church. At the time I was living in The Cottages, Littlethorpe (now demolished) but had previously lived on Narborough Road, Cosby. Tony and I have a daughter and a son. We celebrate our 45th wedding aniversary this year - 2010.
I have no memories of Gedney Hill but am searching for a William Foster who I know lived there at least between 1871 and 1901 - after this I lose him. He was born in 1841 in Parson Drove Cambridgeshire and was married to Elizabeth. Hope someone can help. Ken
My grandparents Jim and May Condon lived at 1 Glynn View, Blaenllechau. My father was in the Air Force so I didn't spend that much time in Blaen, but when I did I loved the place. Thirty eight years ago I moved to Australia to live, and 3 years ago I went back for the first time. Things had not changed that much, only now there are a lot of trees, because then the mountains were black with coal soot. But I still ...see more
First holidays I remember 1939 and 1940. We stayed on a farm in Fovant, owned by the Brashers. The farmhouse was very old, had a thatched roof and a huge kitchen chimney with hams hung in it. My great uncle Fred Allen and Aunt Hannah used to live in a very small cottage up the lane from the farm - it was one of a row of cottages converted from an old chapel. We caught the bus from Salisbury station to Fovant. I think it ...see more
I was born in Station View, Sennybridge in 1954. Dad was at the army camp, we moved out approx 1957. I'm not sure if Station View was a road or the name of a house. I think there was a post office nearby.
I was stationed at Raf Bletchley 1950-1953 and wonder if anyone out there had a similar exdperience. At that time Bletchley was a signals station with most of the occupants working at RAF Stanbridge but having quarters at Bletchley.
It was rather a small outfit - I worked at the Education Centre and for a short time at RAF Stanbridge. We often went into Oxford on Saturdays, and occasionally we ...see more
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My grandmother was Elizabeth Emma Wheeler, who, as far as I can ascertain, came from Watlington. I have not been able to find much information about her, even from her only surviving daughter. The only indication I have found about her early life was that she had some connection to the Dr Barnado's childrens home. I don't know if she was actually a Barnado's child, and if she definately came from ...see more
I came to Bookham on the 23rd of Sept 1959 from Ireland. I started working at the Bookham Grange Hotel which was then owned and run by Leslie Colwill. Iwas 16 years old then and as green as the country I had come from. I joined the local youth club which was held at the Barn Hall, it was run by Mrs Harrison then and later by the village policeman Ken Strudwick, and Ron Batts. Bookham was a small ...see more
I was a trainee at the Vindi between 25 October and 31 December of 1954. Met at the Sharpness station by a boy Bos'un who took the opportunity to cadge fags from us, we were marched(?) across the high bridge to the camp. Boys aready on courses hung around and attempted to extract ciggies from us but the bos'un had already removed what we were prepared to give so the lads contented themselves by making remarks like ...see more
I'm 19, and currently writing a book about time travelling to Bridgend to 1972. I need as much research as possible. I woul love to hear your memories and any infomation you could possibly give. Just send me a message through danie_cox@live.co.uk. Thank you so much for your time.
In 1940 our family were living in Southend on Sea in Essex. My youngest brother was born in March 1940. Shortly after that the Battle of Britain began and children were being evacuated away from the town. I was at the time 6 years old. One day the fighting was right over our heads and a German bomber crashed about two hundred yards away. My father decided, as far as I know, that he would look after the family and one ...see more
My father Ted Friend was the millwright at Thorpeness for many years, he worked on the Ogilvie estate, and we lived at Thorpe Road. He and I would often walk on a Sunday afternoon around the mill, and Dad would tell me stories of when he worked there. I also remember him talking about the sandpit at Sizewell - his first wife and two of his three daughters by his first marriage are buried in the Baptist Chapel graveyard at Aldringham, Dad is buried in St Andrew's churchyard.
1946 was a very bad winter, we were snowed in for weeks.The promised Christmas pantomime visit to the Theatre Royal in Exeter never materialised. It always seemed to happen like that in those days. The winters were very hard and my parents told me that when they were young they could remember the River Exe frozen solid and market stalls set up on them. Getting out of bed with the ...see more
Memories of shopping with my parents, Jack and Ellen, when I was 9 years old is always a pleasant thought, although it was not all pleasant, when it was raining the water off the canvas covers would drip down your neck, and if it was windy it would blow the canvas up and you got more than you had bargained for (ah, the good old days. It was not all doom and gloom though, there was always the Easter fair, ...see more
I have traced a newspaper report telling of the rescue of myself and my four siblings when houses in Ryefield Avenue, Hillingdon were bombed in 1943. The report tells of one of the rescuers being a Mr. Reginald White who owned the general store and post office in Ryefield Avenue. I wonder if any of Mr. White's descendants are still living in the area - if so it would be great to ...see more
I have read the memories of this school with tears in my eyes. I am 72 years of age, and I was sent there in 1948. If the Mr Bowls was the same man I met, then God help him, I still carry the hate for this man in my heart, he was the most evil man, the only thing I have or ever will hate. If anyone reads this who was there in 1948-51 they will remember me. I was made to carry a pair of size ten boots every ...see more
I lived in Aberbargoed from 1956 until I got married in 1980. I loved the youth club on Pant Street. Started going when I was 12. We had some great dances there which usually ended up in a massive fight! I often wonder what happened to some of the people I went to school with. I can remember the buckets going across from Bargoed to Bedwellty. We used to play over the field under the buckets. My ...see more
Above "The Woolwich" (c1987-91) on the corner of Waterloo Road rhs also Mike Burton's "Radfords" Electrical Installation Design Consultants moved from 2a East Street(1984- 87) then to Church Street c1991-94. Mike now works from home near Plaistow, Sussex.
My family owned this public house in the 19th century. Their name was Mary and John T Hull, has anyone a history of this public house? I have visited in 'modern' times and walked Thrapston's roads just to feel the place.
I hope someone can help.
My husband and I are Australians and went to Britain on a driving holiday in 2007. We stayed in some marvellous B&Bs but one that will always be memorable for us was at Anna Steel's farm 'Laigh Langmuir'. What a welcome we had - come in, make yourself at home, a fire is in the lounge. Tea or coffee?. Home made sponge, slice, pikelets with homemade jam and cream! She made everyone who stayed there (and it ...see more
Hello, what a remarkable site. I came across it by accident while looking for something else. I was facinated by the reference to Lonesome . I also went to Lonesome School from around 1951 to 1961 followed by my 3 younger sisters. Our maiden name was Clare and we lived in Oakleigh Way. I well remember sites like Figs Marsh, Three Kings Pond, Mitcham Commom, The Majestic Cinema etc. At one point in our lives I and 2 ...see more
I was born on Shotford Heath in 1952, what a place to be brought up. My earliest memories are of gathering hogweed for the 100-odd rabbits that we used to have, and the hard winters, snow and heavy frosts, when the pits froze over and we took the risk of walking on the ice. Summers were the best, mucking about on the marshes, fishing, collecting birds eggs, swimming in the waveney, what a ...see more
I moved to Windsor Road in Ealing in 1962 when I was 11. I remember the Grove with fond memories. All the shops! The tailor's shop and the barbers. The sweet shop which always had a bowl of water for the dogs outside in the summer, the butchers (Mum used to send me there on a Saturday for a piece of beef costing about 3s or 3/6d (15 or 17 1/2p) The man that ran the butchers along with his 2 sons also had a cafe ...see more
I have some rather bad memories of school years spent at this school, because I was a rather shy and insecure child so I tended to be the victim of the school bullies. One I remember very vividly was a Maureen Ashby, I also remember
a Miss Wallis as the domestic science teacher, who used to make me feel very nervous and clumsy because I was left handed. I work in a school now and love all the ...see more
I went to the Royal Masonic Senior School from 1951 to 1954. The school Cadet Force, 1st Cadet Battalion London Rifle Brigade was quite a force to be reconed with.
I for one have strong memory having been in the force band as a bugler (later a leading bugler), having to play last post at the end of parade on a Friday afternoon.
It was also a big thrill when the school combined military and ...see more
Born in Northlands Drive, Pitsea in 1938, my first recollection was aged 3 years when I remember being put to bed in a cot under the kitchen table during an air raid. We had an Andersen shelter in the garden outside the kithchen window. It was always knee deep in water and neighbours also used it so there wasn't much room for little me.
My father died in 1943 and I was sent to boarding ...see more
Hello, I was born in Builth Wells hospital in 1957, we were living in the village of Tirabad at the time. My uncle and auntie, Ellis and Dot Topliss, plus my cousins also lived here. My father and uncle worked for the forestry and my eldest sister Carol worked in the small village shop, she now lives in Austrailia. I went to the village school which was a tin hut basically, though my older brothers and sisters ...see more
This is the stretch of the Parade past the Donkey Stand and Balcony House, the Copper Grill restaurant is in sight before Little Lane at the side of the famous Nicholl's ice cream shop. The Copper Grill is now some kind of tandoori, I'm fairly certain it was still the Copper Grill in the 1980s - it changed to The Lobster Grill in the 1990s. Next to the Copper Grill was a shop called 'The Green Bottle', I'm not sure ...see more
I was born in Exmouth Road in 1945., Growing up in Grays was lovely, we had everything, no need to go far for anything, even shellfish was delivered on a barrow on Saturdays by Mr Going who also had a stall in the market, or you could call at his house to buy some all cooked fresh. We had a beach, a park, swimming pool and good shops in the High Street, even a dolls' hospital in the old high street ...see more
I have just been going through a case of my grandparents' photos and I see they lived at 2 Model Cottages - their names were Henry and Harriett Plume and they had three sons, Henry, George and Norman, the latter being my dad who is alive and well, but sadly his two brothers have passed away. What I am trying to work out is whether the first house next to the car park in Swanley High Street is actually known as 2 ...see more
It was 1952 and the NAAFI Club held dancing lessons. Now, trying to learn to dance in hobnailed Army boots was impossible, but I did chat up a NAAFI girl and arranged to meet her after her work, which I did. She had, to me, an exotic name and was Finnish. When I arrived back at Baadjos Barracks the Intelligence Corps awaited me. I was taken to their HQ near Tunbridge Wells and quizzed overnight. Apparently ...see more
I was three when we moved on to Whitehouse Lane, and stayed until I left Codsall Comp in 1974. I loved the town. Anyone who remembers me and wants to get in touch can do so at www.markpsadler.com
Greetings across the waves! My wife and I live in Seattle, Washington USA. My name is Steve Harris and I went to DCHS as did my parents (Bert & Vera Harris) and sister Susan. I am looking for a number of my school chums from 'back when'. I was the lead tenor in the choir at school. Most of the names listed below are related to the music department. My wife and I have been all over the ...see more
I remember Guy Fawkes night in Convent Garden, Notting Hill just after the war. The bomb sites were full of adventure and wood to build huge bonfires. For a couple of weeks prior to the big night we Convent Garden Gang members
had been out with our Guys collecting money for fireworks, and nicking potatoes from stalls in Portobello Road to cook on the bonfires. Our pleasure knew no bounds, and life was one giant adventure.
Dennis.
Used to visit the Brighton Jazz Club - at the Aquarium, at about the time this photograph was taken
The building in the distance is the old bakery. When I was a child/teenager (in the 1960s) my grandparents (Bert and Annie Hurd) lived in a cottage just behind where this picture was taken, and whenever we visited them we would go down to the bakery to see their friends Mr and Mrs Shoubridge (and Joyce Gumbrill who ran it and the little shop. Mr Shoubridge used to bake fresh bread daily in the oven which was ...see more
I too remember the fire and going to see the ruins the day after. I had previously gone there fairly regularly for speech therapy while I was at Holy Trinity Primary School. I vaguely remember the rather ornate internal wooden panelling. At the time of the fire I believe the building also housed a dental office, and the gas cylinders periodically exploded during the fire, as I remember it. We could see the glow in the sky from my bedroom window - we lived on Queenswood Avenue.
While sailing on the 'Caronia' we visited Queenstown in order to allow the passengers to visit Glegarriff. Whilst there my father (also a crew member) took me up a narrow lane into the village. At the top of the lane there was a post office/shop run by a family named Docharty or Doughety (I'm not sure of the spelling) who my father said were relatives via my grandmother (a Docharty or Dougherty). She married a man ...see more
It was lovely to browse through the Allendale pages, as I was sitting thinking about 'sunny' holidays in Allendale with mam and dad, who are sadly gone now. The Heatherlea was the favourite hotel, with the 'gong' for mealtimes, oh, and I remember, all those stairs and the smell of food. I also remember the path up the side to the 'swings', and the walks to the river and the picnics, and sliding down the bank ...see more
In the 1960s, in my late teens, Bromley was the hub of my universe. I played in a local group - Paul and the Playboys (later 'The Machine' - I had a 1958 Ford Popular with 'The Machine' crudely painted on one door and stripes to match my striped blazer on the other). We played regularly at Bromley Tech. Paul Goodman was our drummer - he knew Dave Bowie and Peter Frampton. ...see more
I have been researching my ancestry and with help from some good people I have discovered my great-great-great-grandfather and his family moved to the Globe Inn in 1850 and remained there for the rest of their lives. Daniel Bowditch died in 1879 and his wife Alice died in 1890. Their son John Bowditch my 2 x great-grandfather, it appears took over the running of the inn in 1881. I would love to come and ...see more
I was born and bred in Coppull in 1947. I remember watching the Coronation in 1953 on one of the first TVs in the village, it belonged to Geoff and Marion Moss, I was a friend of Barry, their son. I also remember playing in the fields and woods in the area through the 1950s and 1960s before the M6 was driven through, they were good days.
Dorothy Iris May Williams was born in Winfrith Newburgh, Dorset in 1929 - her mother's maiden name was CORNISH. Winfrith Newburgh village church of St Christopher displays tributes to the Cornish family name. My mother was baptised in St Christopher's. My grandmother's relative (Walter Cornish) lived in Winfrith Newburgh until his cottage was ...see more
I remember Joyce Malloch. I too lived in Queens Crescent - 2 doors down but was then known as Elaine Donaldson. Yes, and the teachers you remember were the Robertsons - I don't think many of us will forget them!! The Gibson Hall was another part of the school and Miss Glen used to teach in there. We had the freedom of playing in the woods and you could spend the whole day away from your home in complete safety. Freedom kids nowadays will just never know.
My grandfather died in Worksop on March 23 1923. He was married to Dorothy, nee Walker, and they had 2 daughters and an expected child. He was 33 years old, had served in France during the First World War. I am trying to locate any information that may have been recorded re: his death perhaps an obituary or some other news. I do not know why he would have been in Worksop because he was from Manchester but family ...see more
This is not a memory but if anyone has any information about the Eaton Hall Emergency Maternity Hospital, Eaton Road, East Retford, Notts, I would be very grateful to hear from them. My husband was born there in December 1940 and last year (2009) we managed to find it from the address on his birth certificate. It is now a Muslim boys' school and in the 1970s a teacher training college. I would welcome any information. Thanks
I have previously written regarding my McInnes family. However, I have been able to trace them by other means. Thank you for the opportunity of being able to put information to your members through this medium.
I married into the family who lived in Goldicote Farm in 1953. I have a copy of the people who occupied Goldicote house from 976 to1953. I also have several pages of its history. The notes were prepared by D.A.McDonnell in 1955.
After seventy plus years it's very hard to remember exactly what year I was sent to stay with friends of my mothers in Aylestone. It was likely in 1940 as the general panic about getting the children away from the large cities had begun in ernest.
Now all I can recall about that time was staying at a lovely semi detached house, on Narrow Lane with a Mrs Powderill and her unmarried son Neville. My mother ...see more
I was at Christ's Hospital School from Sept 1936 to Dec 1943.During this period we had visits by General de Gaulle and other well-known people. We used the roof of the dining hall to look out for raiding aircraft and incendary bombs. We could see the steam trains with their flat trucks carrying anti-aircraft guns on the Guildford line. Christ's Hospital station used to be Stammerham Junction before the ...see more
I was a pupil at Christ's Hospital School in Horsham which is nearby to Southwater. We had a school outing to GREATHOUSE FARM in Southwater to see the cows milked and the process it went through before we saw it on the table.I believe we were also told that the road through Southwater was long enough for the village to be the longest in Great Britain.
Hi my name is Alan Leitch, all of my family did come from Glenluce from 1740 to 1960s. I spent every school holiday from the age of five until I was 15 years old in Glenluce with my friends Peter Frothingham and Murry McCracken, roaming the Shore Road and Stairhaven or in Glenluce Railway Signal box with Peter's dad who was a signalman, or helping the blacksmith who had his forge at the back of my grandmother's cottage. ...see more
When I was a child, my great-aunt, Mrs Judith Pheby, lived in Bank House, Yoxford, and was its caretaker. The bank only visited the village once a week, I think, and the rest of the time the bank was closed. The house is on the corner, immediately opposite the Jubilee Seat, and I remember visiting there as a child. In those days, there was just one cold tap in the back kitchen, and the stairs were in a kind of ...see more
I was eleven in this year 1954 and me and the lads were by this time avid collectors of anything, tab packets was top of most lists, we would scour the streets and gutters wherever we went for that elusive cardboard. The bins behind the Conservative Club proved quite lucrative, so was outside the Imperial Pictures, especially if there was an epic film on and the queue was long, as soon as the doors opened I would be ...see more
I was born at Cothill Farm in 1947, about 4 miles from Duns. I attended Duns Primary School and Berwickshire High School. My father (James) retired in 1965 at age 70, he and my mother located to the west coast to Tighnabruaich, Argyll. My father died in 1981 and my mother in 2009. I emigrated to Canada in 1965 and have lived here since. I have returned many times to Scotland and I always ...see more
I live in South Alloa and my mother did too, and she still does. My mother told me about a whale that came up the Forth near South Alloa, many people came to see this whale and many came to help move it back into the sea. After they moved it back into the sea it came back to where it was again, and soon everyone knew the whale had come to rest in peace and die, so they called it Mobby, but I do not know why they called it Mobby.
This lovely cottage looks like the one which was located near where I used to live and go to school back in the 1960s. If I am right then the curved space in the bottom right of this picture was the boundary of a school playground. The village primary school was directly across the road on Church Lane before it moved to it's new location. My family lived at 4 Church Lane between 1964 and 1969, ...see more
Can anyone remember the shops opposite St Peter's Church, West Molesey or did you work in them? To name a few:
Mitchells greengrocer, Tesco the Modern Grocer, Marchall H Dixon, butcher, Stevens newsagent, Regent Fisheries, next to the Royal Oak pub, Millers Confectioner. It would be
interesting to hear from you. I worked at and managed Tesco in the 1960s or perhaps you may remember the vicar, Father John Yeend, it would be good to hear from you.
I went to Gillingham Technical School in Green Street and at the end of the school day ran down Gardiner Street, making a left turn into Gillingham High Street. This picture shows my homeward view with the Le Fevers store on the left (later purchased by Debenhams) and the station in the distance. On the right was the Co-op where I waited outside for a No 45 M&D bus. Never a boring ...see more
Mum and Dad bought the Post Office in 1944 and I grew up in Great Witley. I lived there from the age of 7 to 36. Boys had catapaults, and the police (there were 3 of them) took them off us, so we made new ones from nut sticks, the rubber from innertubes and the leather from the tongue of a shoe. Step out of line, ie shooting the cups off telegraph poles or the occassional window - the route was, police ...see more
My great-grandfather Joseph Williams, a Swindon builder, built this church in 1886. Joseph and his wife Sarah were also heavily involved in the services at this church. Joseph was a lay preacher and was the Sunday School superintendent for a number of years. The church was demolished in 1949. The congregation since moved to a more modern building in Swindon.
I cannot remember how old I was when we started going to the south coast of England for a Sunday trip, but it was when my father sold his Norton motorbike and bought a Golden Flash with a sidecar attached. We lived in Mitcham, Surrey, just ten miles from the centre of London. It was probably when I was about eight years old, my brother Robert was three, and my sister Valerie was ...see more
My husband Jime Iles was at Holmesdale School from 1956 to 1960. He won many awards for his metalwork and wood work with Mr Dodds. He lived in Tomlins Cottages in Snodland which have now been demolished. He worked at Holborough Cement works for a few years as his father Jim Iles (snr) who is 90 this year. We all now live in Perth Western Australia.
I remember going to the Grand Theatre in Lichfield Street when I was a child. My aunt took me to see Margaret Lockwood in 'Peter Pan'. Her daughter Julia Lockwood was playing Wendy. Afterwards my aunt took me to the stage door and managed to get Margaret Lockwood's autograph and Julia's for me. My aunt was quite well known at the Grand as she visited regularly. Her father, my grandfather, was a violinist in ...see more
I grew up at the Masonic Arms in Belle View, Shrewsbury. When I was a child my mother and I used to cycle to Bomere Pool near Bayston Hill to pick primroses in the spring. She used to tell me about the legends that it was bottomless and also that some people said there was a village at the bottom and sometimes you could hear the church bell ring. It was a wonderful wild and mysterious ...see more
I have a photo of my great-grandfather John Richard (Dick) Erskine outside the Castle Hotel, Hornby in 1909 with two young Scouts named Lawrence and Hector Todd (born 1900 and 1901 approx). They all formed part of the 1st Lancaster Troop. If anyone has any information about Dick Erskine (especially post 1945), I would love to hear from them as am researching the family history.
Please see the section on Napier Terrace, and Tony Stebbig please contact.
Martin
The Square was the bus terminus, overlooked by the bus office on Market Street on the upper floor. It was always full of buses, my buses were the 12.10 and 12.25 going home from school for lunch. I would have to run to catch the 12.10 but usually had to wait for the 1225, having missed the other.
I have earlier memories too of being dragged aboard as the bus was leaving (we were always late.
I am researching a family from Eckington and would appreciate any information which anyone else could provide. Joseph White was a stone mason born in Eckinton about 1796. I think he had three children, Mary, Ann and George. George was also a stone mason. Unfortunately I don't know anything about his wife who must have died at an early age. Mary had a daughter called Sarah (possibly out of ...see more
Haighton's is one of the mills to which you refer where my parents worked. Is that John Hill the teacher whose mother's name was Margaret? I was formerly Margaret Drake, nee Mount.
I am looking for any of my old mates that worked aboard HMS 'WORCESTER' in 1953. We were 8 young lads training under Chief Steward Danks, Second steward 'Jock' Porter and Chef, 'Ham' Hambrook Moore. For boating craft, ie rowing, sailing etc, we had Bosun, Mr Poppy. For odds and ends jobs when cadets were on leave, the PTI Mr Johnson, found us work, scrubbing down decks and painting the shoreside swimming pool ...see more
We have just bought a cottage here in North End and I am immersing myself in the wonderful history of the place. It looks nearly the same as it did all those years ago. Does anyone know when these cottages were built? I am like a sponge wanting to soak up as much information as I can. I love my home and know that we will be so happy here. My children are now making their own memories which will be cherished forever.
Edgware, that beautiful place called home, where we played on the street from early morning until dusk, boys and girls had so much fun together in such innocence, playing games such as 'five stones', 'hop scotch', 'tin can tommy'. We lived closer to Queensbury but I can't get that on the search engine.
There was no TV in those days, no phone, just the sweet voice of our mum calling us to come home as ...see more
My family are Hopkins' from Wye. John and then his sister Sarah ran this pub during the 1850's to 1890's. Year/Publican or other Resident/Relationship to Head and or Occupation/Age/Where Born/Source. 1855/J Hopkins -Post Office Directory 1858/John Hopkins -Melvilles Directory 1862/John Hopkins- Post Office Directory 1882/Mrs Sarah Hopkins -Post Office Directory 1891/Peter Green -Post Office Directory ...see more
My grandfather with his family moved to Caterham and appeared on the 1891 census as living in Beechwood Road. The census also detailed that my grandfather at the age of 13 was a railway booking clerk. Does anyone know if I could track down whether my grandfather was a booking clerk at Caterham railway station? Saw the photo of the railway station on this site dated 1903.
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