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We moved to Nanpantan from Birmingham in 1949, I was almost 6 years old. We lived there down Snells Nook Lane until 1954 when we moved to Kent. I loved Nanpantan and its area and have always considered it home. My best friend was Diane Mathes who lived at Alton Lodge in Snells Nook Lane and also Janet Smith and Josephine Illsley. Josephine had very bad asthma and I often wondered if she ended up doing ...see more
The gas lamps in Station Road, Kilbirnie, were the responsibility of staff on duty at the High Station. This line went right through to Glasgow Central Station and of course it was the age of steam. Sanny Dillon was the lamp lighter and being small he carried with him a large pole with a hook on it. The idea was to hook onto a chain and pull it down, thus lighting the gas lamps that were on ...see more
I'm researching my family history and I'd like to know if anyone remembers the Knighton family who lived in Whittlesey. My great great grandfather Ernest Knighton, lived on 11a St Mary Street in 1943. His son, my great grandfather Tom Knighton, owned a lorry yard in King's Delph. I'd also like to know if anyone remembers a Samuel Knighton as a landlord of the Railway Inn on Station Road? He was Ernest's brother and would have been there in 1950.
My father was demobbed in 1946 and soon we moved from Grandma's house in Elstree to a brand new prefab in Eldon Avenue. It was the spring of 1947, one of the coldest on record with deep snow into March. Borehamwwod was still just a village but building sites were starting up everywhere. The only infants school was in Furzehill so every morning and evening my mother and I trudged the mile or so whatever the ...see more
First impressions of Corby
We moved to Corby, then known as Corby New Town, in 1954, when I was 10. I hated it with a passion having been brought up in the country. Born in Suffolk, where my parents kept a pub in Elmswell, we had moved to the delightful medieval village of Barrowden in Rutland to keep The Exeter Arms, another old coaching inn. Then my dad was a forester in Fineshade Woods, still happiest ...see more
I am trying to contact someone who lived in and around the Mayford Rd area during the 50's and remembers in particular the Coronation and the street parties circa 1953 and any photographs taken during this period. I remember fondly the shops up and down Mayford Road, there was Goffin the fishmonger, Coopers with their fruit and veg, Perkins on the corner of Gosberton Rd who sold ...see more
In the mid and late sixties my family would travel from Glasgow to Kent every summer to visit relatives. Our overnight stop was always at the Old England Hotel and I have fond memories of walking round the village and finding it so different to where I lived in Glasgow. My memory is also of Mr Pike bringing a pre breakfast cup of tea in the morning, and greeting me with a very cheerful, ...see more
Many years ago I met with Muriel Watson in the 60's. Her father was a miner in the local pit, I remember the community centre which was a vibrant place for the miners to chill out on a weekend.
I think this was the year. I was sick with chest problems, I loved it there. Getting all the new people's hair washed in little basin and watching all the fleas fall out. Having naps after lunch, sometimes in the dormitory, sometimes in the field. Listening to teddy bears picnic at Sunday tea time. Going down the clift steps to the beach. My name at that time was Frances Smith, I was only little at ...see more
I have been trying to find any Arbuckles that are in Australia as I know they would be family because my uncle came here after the 2nd World War. He was very young and married a few times; as I was told by my mother and did have children, so if you are out there please get in touch barbara.hudspeth@hotmail.com
I lived in the High Street in Ferndale from 1948 to 1961, my parents had a grocery/cafe next door to Margaratelli's fish shop. They were good years and I have lots of great memories. Ann Rasmussen, Marilyn Coopey and myself went to the Lower School and were fortunate to pass to Porth County School in 1953. If anyone knows the whereabouts of either and others that attended Porth County at this time, I would love to ...see more
Does anyone remember my mother's family who lived at 57 Thornton St when my mother Isabel Birchall was born in 1927? Her parents were William and Mary and her brothers Harry, Bill, Thomas and her sister Alice. She ended up living in Failsworth where I was born in 1953 but I don't know when they moved. It's been fun reading everyone's memories to see what life here was like. Some of the memories of events like Whitsun and Bonfire night and childhood games were exactly like I remember.
I was at the Junior School on School Street, Hillmorton, Rugby (it was 'lovingly' known as 'The Old Dump'). I haven't been able to find any pictures of it. I've been telling my husband and children about the building. It had outside toilets at the other side of the playground, which froze throughout the winter and an oil heater in every classroom! We didn't have a field or any grass at all, just a playground. If ...see more
I could not think of a better place to spend my early years than overlooking the old reservoir. My grandmother's timber cottage was one of eight built long ago, probably to house estate workers. Each cottage appeared to be occupied by a relative, an uncle or an auntie, everyone seemed to marry someone who lived just two doors away.
Before the war, water came from a communal well out the back but ...see more
I loved crossing the white bridge which led to Mottingham horse stables, as I was horse mad! Sometimes when quite young (7 or 8) a steam train would go underneath the bridge and I loved the smell of the steam and the fog!
My mum used to run the off licence...she started working there the year my older sister turned 11 and passed her 11+. My mum ran the off licence until she had to leave in 1979 when my dad had his first heart attack. Dad is still alive but mum died last year (2012) aged 77 years. We lived in Canopus Way and my sister, my brother and I all went to St Marys Church School in Park Road, Stanwell and Lord Knyvetts School....
My partner's mum remembers once a year as a treat (may be May Day) the children were given striped lollies on hazel sticks.Can anyone else remember this?
its many a lang and weary day since 1889 when a cam tae kilbirnie toon tae let folk see the time. theres lots o things that i hae seen, keep mind am tellin ye especially oan a satrday night an no through drinking tea. yon institute that stauns ower there was gifted for your pleasure and folks they cam fae far and near tae spend an oor a leisure. the robert knox memorial hall wae its bricht shining light is there for ...see more
The picture house was nicknamed the Swimming Pool, because of all the breaststrokers. Ritchies ferry was great and could be depended upon unlike the farce of a ferry which now only operates when there is no wind and no waves. I remember when Rab Ritchie would stop for a wee bit of fishing if he was quiet! Nowadays a rowing boat would provide a better service. (well nearly). They have even emasculated the formerly reliable service to Dunoon, never mind Blairmore! Progress backwards.
What a wonderful summer 1953 was, so sunny that I was burned and confined to a darkened room in our hostess, Miss Montador's, terraced house somewhere up the back of the town but easy walking distance to the harbour. I could go down there aged 10, with my younger brother aged 6, unaccompanied, and fish with a hand line off the harbour. Well do I remember a 'big' boy catching a huge conger eel and ...see more
I was born in Reading in May 1945, came to 'middle' Derinton Road in Tooting as a baby (mum had been evacuated) to live with her, my dad, nan, grandad and my aunty Joyce until we moved to Streatham in, I think in 1956. But my nan, Polly Harris, remained in Tooting until about 1963 when she came to live with us. We had many friends and neighbours in Derinton Road, and relations of my grandad (George) in Coteford or ...see more
Does anyone know where this was in Andover? My grandparents lived there.
I remember when we lived in Perivale, we used to walk to Wembley High Street where my dad worked in J Davy, the car place. My nan and grandad owned the bakers across the road to the indoor market. I remember going to the clothes shop Snobs which was round, there was a toy shop called Zodiac, and the Golden Egg Restaurant, also C&A. The Times furniture shop, Savonarola food shop, Ravells ...see more
I was evacuated to Compton, West Sussex, in September 1939. My brother Geff, was with me at the Manor house. Also there were the Gregory brothers; their mother had volunteed to help, and looked after us. The Manor was owned by the Langdale sisters. When we arrived at the village hall, we had to wait to be selected. The Vicar, acting for the Langdales, chose us - how lucky we were. Such a wonderful time in our ...see more
I used to live in the shop on the bridge in Cononley, my parents were the owners. What happy times they were, so carefree. The highlight of the year was the Gala. I once went as a golliwog (blonde frizzy hair). I borrowed the black tails from Mr Green who lived next door. Then the racing on the football field. Many happy hours were spent jumping the beck and playing kick the can. Not to mention the mischief we got ...see more
My first memories relate to living opposite the Church of St Peter and St Paul. Cubs up Charterhouse Rd with Miss Alden and later with Mr Keen or Kean (who worked for Gochers) as Scout Master. Then, the choir at the age of seven. The Rev'd Oldham was the Vicar. WWL Baker the Organist. My introduction to Church music and appreciation of it, which has lasted ever since. The 'Bell School', Mr Heptinstall the ...see more
I was born in 1950, Stephens was my maiden name. With my two brothers Bob & Barry, we lived in Bradfield Drive next door to Grahame Scott who was in the Tremeloes, before they were sort of famous. Remember the swings in Maysbook Park, safe to go to on your own even as small child! Youth club on Thamesmead? The estate, many nights spent there listening to sounds on the record player! Went to Manor then Park Modern, ...see more
My grandparents also lived at Diplock Cottage next door to the Sandys Arms pub. It was a church cottage which was rented out to those from the community who had undertaken some notable service for the parish of St Nicholas. My grandfather, Buster Cox, maintained the churchyard. He and my grandmother, Betty, lived there from the early 70's until around the start of the 90's when my nan was moved to a nursing ...see more
Going to my nan and grandad's every week; Frank and Ellen Cracknell. Meeting all the family there, going strawberry picking, swimming in the ford, cutting across to the Wellington Country Park through the back way, going to Sunday school with two sisters, I think called Mertal and Shiela, and ice skating on the pond opposite the Wheatleys house. We had cousins living next door to my nan and grandad, so always had so much to do when there, loved stayin for a week and never getting bored.
In 1953 my father worked as a builder contractor and was persuaded to allow the new vicar, the Rev .Lawrence, to hold Sunday school in a temporary bricklayer's hut. So every Sunday we picked our reluctant way through the mud and scaffolding to spend an hour listening to stories. Eventually, St. Michaels and All Angels was built and I remember standing in my scout's uniform waving a union jack when it was opened by Princess Margaret.
Just a few years after this photograph was taken they moved the war memorial to the junction of Theobald Street and Shenley Road; almost to the spot where this photographer was standing. I was a cub scout with our meeting room in Station Road opposite, and spent many an evening kicking the gravel around the memorial. For some unknown reason my grandmother always refered to 'Tibble Street'.
Does anybody remember the radio shop which also sold records and record players? They used to play the modern hits over a loudspeaker in the doorway and it wasn't long before pupils from Lyndhurst school (me amongst them), used to gather at lunchtime on the pavement outside the shop to bop the hour away - much to the annoyance of Mr Fennell, the headmaster. It became quite a daily feature ...see more
I came to Borth at the age of 15. I was with a youth group of baptists from Rogerstone, Newport in Gwent. We stayed for a week at The Grand Hotel. We had religous education in the mornings and then the rest of the day was ours on the beach. We gathered on the beach in the evening time for communal hymn singing! How we must have terrified the locals! It was a lovely week and I made a lot of new friends. Lovely memory. Were you there too?
In 1956 I came to work in Scotland having been transferred from Yorkshire by the NCB. I needed a house and the semi derelict house known as Roanshead House was available, but boarded up and was not on mains electricity. My wife and I liked the look of the house and was told electricity would be provided in 3-4 months, so we agreed to move there when the house was renovated. We eventually moved in about May 1957 ...see more
My mother Rose Blanshard was born in Low Apley 04/02/1915. Please does anyone have information about Jas W Lord who baptized her. He was a Wesleyan Minister. I think the house where she was born has now been demolished.
My grandmother Hannah Lavinia Holland (also known as Lavinia Hannah Holland), was born and raised in Griffydam - she was born in 1897. Her Mother was Annie, and father was James Holland. He was a miner by trade. Her siblings were; Gertie, Louise, Jack and James. If anyone has any information about this family, I would love to hear more.
My father was born and lived in Huddleston St, Cullercoats. My memories are of visiting my grandmother who lived in the upstairs flat of Huddleston St next to Barons the Fruiter and Wedderburns the Bakers. On the other side was McCallums, the general dealers (sold everything). The fish and chip shop was called John Whitleys and whenever I visited I always got an extra something on the order. ...see more
I used to live at 209 Benton Way overlooking Swans, when the 'big uns' were being built. We lived opposite Tommy Dolans shop - it was a happy place, if over run with mice. I went to Carville First School; my teacher's name was Miss Smith, an old teacher even then but by god she was good. I then went to The Western where I was taught by; 'pop' Robson, John Birse, Mr Moore and a great PE ...see more
William Evans was my great great grandfather - his daughter was married to my great grandfather Ishmael Roberts. She was disowned by her family for marrying him. She died young and was taken back by the family to be buried in the family vault. Her brother Peter Evans was associated with the Soda Works in Ruthin, but I'm not sure how. I think it was called The Ellis Table Water Co. He lost his ...see more
My family moved to Rochester during the war ( a naval family). We lived in Union Street until it was demolished for the new police station. We had a small gang, four strong and we roamed far and wide during the long summer holidays...mostly up to mischief! The area was mostly in its war time state, anti tank blocks etc.. had been moved to most road sides or removed. I remember the water tanks and ...see more
I am currently trying to research into the history of our home. It is now called 'The Borough' and is located at the bottom of the hill on Bolford Street towards Cutler's Green, opposite the pumping station. It was split up in the early 1900's into 4 cottages and separate farm buildings and was reunited again by the infamous Geoffrey Allen in the early 1960's. I was ...see more
I started work on the coal motor when I was 15 yrs old. The wagon had 4 compartments and so carried 4 loads of coal. When the driver raised the back of the wagon I ran back with my hammer and knocked out the pin holding the back shut, and out poured the coal. The driver's name was Frank Heppel who during WWII had served on HMS Ajax or Achilies. The boss at the depot was a man with a bad leg called ...see more
I went to Wallington County (no, we weren't 'Wally Boys' as people say these days), from 1957 to 1964. When our son followed me some 40 years later, I found the school very lttle changed from my day, apart from a new science block. They even still referred to the old science block as the 'New Block', and the new science block was therefore the 'New New Block'. Whilst I usually coped with academic lessons ...see more
I was baptised by the Rev. Brenn in 1945 and was sent to Sunday School from the age of about 4. I remember being scared to death by the head, the formidable Miss Hoof, who would give a loud blast on her whistle if anyone dared to mess about. My favourite day was the Tuesday after Whitsun when we all went to Bognor Regis for the day. We had to attend a 'short' service, which seemed to last ...see more
I lived just behind the Duke's Head from 1945 till the late 60's, and I believe this was where my parents met before World War II. My dad was working as a part time barman and my mother was sent by my grandmother to inform my grandfather, that it was time for him to drink up and get himself home for his tea! Mr Parker, the pub landlord in the 50's used to keep a dog called Duke. He was a friendly ...see more
I'm not sure whether this church was called Christchurch or Christ's Church; but as I recall it was originally a Presbyterian church which merged with, the then Congregational Church in Holmwood Gardens to form the United Reformed Church. Christchurch was then closed and remained empty for many years until it was sadly demolished to make way for Sainsbury. Incidentally, seeing the old concrete lamp posts in this ...see more
I am currently living in a middle of a field in Breatherdale. Betherdale will always will be in my memories because it is the place I grew up. When I was little Bretherdale was a lush green place to be! But as I got older I saw this magical place around me change, as if all the happiness had left. The fells are ruined by the people who come with their 4x4's and motorbikes. The lush forests that ...see more
This is taken from where Penfolds boathouse was later built. I used to help out at weekends and school holidays. Sid Penfold would slip me a pound or two for helping hire out the punts and skiffs.
I went to St Augustine's school in Albert road and then to St James in Baker St. Weybridge.
I used to watch the man in the signal box turn a large wheel similar to a ship's wheel to close the gates. Cyclists used to aim for the gap as they got closer together. Motorists became very impatient when a train came from both Weybridge and the Chertsey direction, and the gates remained closed for several minutes.
Hi What a wonderful Norfolk Village and church. My 3x great uncle Rear Admiral Robert Bloye, retired with his wife Sarah and lived in the village in about 1830. He was apparently an active member in the church and local community. This is about the sum total of my knowledge of him .Can any one help ? Sheila Elliott
When we moved from Wales I lived at the fairly extensive Sayes Court Farm caravan park off Liberty Hall Lane, before we settled in Addlestone Park Ave (defined by the statues of knights at the top). At 15, I went to work at Vickers Armstrong - now BAE. After attending their secretarial school I was placed in the sub-contracts dept. I loved to see all the logos of the Airlines of the World being ...see more
I think I was around 6 or 7 when I went by coach to visit my grandmother in Bebington. My mother was Beryl (Betty) Mottershead, and going by her birth certificate she was born in 1923 at 20 Easton Road, Bebington to a William and Edith Mottershead, who died when she was very young. I don't think she had any brothers or sisters but I think there are a few relations of mine out there, as I can remember some ...see more
My mother & I were rushed into the cellar of the 'George Hotel' which was opposite Woolworths which took a direct hit. We came out afterwards and I was rushed home from what seemed quite an adventure for me, but it was 35+- years after that I had a sudden flashback and realized how lucky we were, as several people were killed that day. Not long after another bomb dropped close to us on a ...see more
My childhood memories of Edmundbyers have been with me all my life really. My mum & dad, aunty, uncle and cousin used to holiday in a tiny caravan on farmer Edon Sanderson's field. This was before the Derwent Reservoir was built. Our dad's used to use our 6 weeks summer holiday to take us up to the caravan and we would spend an idyllic few weeks there. Our sunny days (they actually were very sunny days then) ...see more
I attended Albury school from 1941 to 1948. The headmaster was Mr Wareham, 2 other teachers were ;Miss Vokins and Miss Kemp. I lived in Little London and walked to school as did most of the pupils. I remember shops in the village; Pratts Stores, King the Bakers, Parfrey's Garage, chemist shop, (Mr Francis was the Pharmacist). The Post Office cum shop was run by the Misses Fuller, and I ...see more
Does anyone remember the Gayways club in Northampton, High Street? I used to go there to see pop bands like Dave Dee, the Hollies and numerous other rock and pop groups! It had nothing to do with actually being Gay, it was just the name of the venue...oh times have changed. I think it was run by a man called Stan and his wife, the building was very dark and full of hidden rooms, to hide ...see more
I was born at Caroland Close and then moved to Bridge House next to John Childs garage; in those days owned by my grandad, Mathew Ward, where my mother worked in the office.
My cousins lived nearby and great fun was had in grandad's orchard, at Woolpack Hill and the village green. When we returned from infant school time was spent in Pemsey farm apple orchards where my mother picked apples. My father worked for Ronnie Martin at Smeeth. I can remember going to feed the horses at Jeanes stables.
My grandmother worked as a nurse at the Royal Arsenal and was killed by a V1 flying bomb on July 27th 1944; she was in the Taylors shop at the time. 4 killed and 73 wounded. Unfortunately Daisy swopped duty with another that day - fateful day. I am looking for any information about that day or in fact any information or photos of this place. I would be most grateful.
This is an extract from a story I wrote after taking some Dutch students to France in 1992 it includes youthful memories especially of Eastbrook School and it's staff.
July 1962 (or there about). Vaguely do I remember my schooldays many years ago in Dagenham on the outskirts of London. Dagenham was not, and quite likely still isn't, a very inspiring place to live. Like many suburban industrial towns, which ...see more
I was born at the Bearstead Memorial Hospital in 1946 and lived on Hurstfield Road for my first 5 years, then moved to Weston Avenue. That house backed on to Hurst Park racecourse and I used to love to look over the fence to see all the jockeys pretty colours, and would say hello to Gordon Richards and Lester Piggott as they came out of the loo, which was just behind our fence! The racecourse ran over the ...see more
Just wondering if anyone reading this would know anything of the Quicks of Plymtree, just before 1900. Mary Ann Quick married Frank Prigg in the Parish Church. Would love to hear from anyone knowing information re the above. Valerie Bradey
My family found a bottle washed up on the beach with a letter from an American boy who had tossed it overboard from a cruise ship off the Irish coast. We wrote to him and he came and stayed with us when his family were on holiday in London. His family were originally from Hungaria.
I was born in Croydon 1947. The only house that I remember living at was Bridle road, I went to Benson Jr. School. My Mum, worked at Mechanism in Croydon and I can remember riding the bus from school to Croydon on half days, where my Mum would meet me. I remember shopping at Surrey Street market, my Mum had a relative named Hodder who ran a market stall. We went to Canada in 1954. I ...see more
My memories of St Peter’s school South Weald - starting in 1956(?)
I started, in what I seem to remember as the ‘pre-fab’ classroom in the lower playground with, I believe, Mrs Fox as my first teacher. We had slates and chalks to start with before being allowed to use pencils. There were rubber mats which we took outside for PE and ‘bean bags’ for throwing and catching. There was a small wall and steps up ...see more
My father came up from Wales to work at Blenheim as a youngster.He was born in 1922 and he started work as a teenager, I think. His first name was Edward, but as there was another already in post, so they called him by another name. Apparently the staff were responsible for taking him for his first pint! I do not know how long he was there, but he had tales of swimming in the lake, of the family going to Scotland leaving a skeleton staff with a deliciously full pantry. I wish I knew more!
Many happy years in Sutton, especially in Sutton swimming baths, when my dad used to
cycle with me on the crossbar of his bike, from Beauchamp Rd. He taught me to swim when I was about 8, that's when they had diving boards. The days before 'health n safety'. The pool attendant was a bloke who wore a white jacket, and always wore wellies. If he spotted us boys near the girls cubicles "seperate sides for boys " he would ...see more
Looking for family members of James Marshall who was married to Annie McLellan and lived in OLd Luce in the 1880s. Daughters; Mary Marshall (b.1883) died in Glasgow married to William Edgar b 1883 in Keir, Dumfriesshire, Maggie and Samuel McLellan Marshall b 1873 at Old Luce, Wigtown, any info on family members please to Derek Dickson.
Like Marion DelFavero, I remember Trevor Hughes. He used to sit on the fountain steps in the middle of market square. My brother was in 'the Force' in those days and he used to say when the weather was really bad you could expect Trevor in for the night. Apparently a very clever man who fell on to hard times for the love of a woman...so rumour has it. Certainly a favourite character of the times, many photo's taken with him.
I have a lot of memories, some good some not so good. I arrived in Torrington employed as a fireman by British Rail, this was a year or two before the demise of steam and indeed the Torrington /Barnstable branch line. I lodged in New Street for a week or two, eventually moving to more comfortable digs. I met and married a local girl (alas we later parted), but never the less, it was a great time in ...see more
My mum (Win) worked in Parsons the hardware shop and also the grocers. I remember helping out a couple of times with grocery deliveries by riding the big black bicycle with a large basket on the front which was stacked with cardboard boxes. Very heavy to ride! My mum used to cut bacon on their big slicer and customers asked for a special cut number for the thickness they liked. I learned to cut big drums of cheese ...see more
My grandparents lived at No.29 Distillery Road; their names were Thomas and Amy Passey but known as Tama and Cath. My dad, James (Jim), and his sister Lilian (Lily) lived there as well and I have fond memories of going there as a child. I too, have a picture of the Coronation party, my grandad dressed up as a woman and he is clearly seen two people up, from the lady with the tea urn. Great days when ...see more
Can anyone help? I am looking for a photo of the above place where my Granny and the family lived in 1911, their address was 13 Craigmiller Building, Lymonds Wynd Ayr. I always thought this address was King Street, Ayr could be that King Street is where Spion Kop was?
Green Top School - Mrs Bell, headmistress and Mrs Downes (many a child was leathered by her) and I can still hear her screaming nearly 60 years on - bless her. Lessons out on the grass in summer, school dinners by the gate near the old club. School trip to York Railway Museum; Kenny Martin, Peter Kay, David Machin, Andrew Matchett, Peter Wright and many more. Assemblies in the main hall and dare you go ...see more
My sister was baptised in Ottershaw Church on a bitterly cold day in early 1959!
The 'modern' building in the middle of the picture is the telephone exchange not blending in with the rest of the scenery! The bus stop was for Weybridge's only 'red' bus route the 219 from Kingston Bus Garage to Weybridge Station or during working hours extended to Vickers Aircraft factory, then British Aircraft Corporation now defunct. Not visible in the picture, but to the right of the cars is ...see more
This is a view looking toward the High Street - what looks like two brick memorials (on the left) is the entrance to the cottage hospital. On the opposite side of the road is the bus stop where I use to catch the bus to visit my grandparents in Ottershaw, about 5 miles away. About the time of this photograph or shortly after, behind the bus stop, is where the 'new' library was built replacing the old ...see more
Does anyone have any memories of the Plumb or Spicer family from Hunstanton.
When I was a young girl my dad used to work on the trawlers out of Lowestoft. I remember getting a telegram for my birthday from him when he was at sea on the Suffolk Warrior. His name was Cecil but everyone called him 'Skip', he came from Hunstanton in Norfolk. He has recently died and I wonder if anyone from the days of the trawlers remembers him.
I was born in Newsham in 1952 and then moved to Malvins Close shortly after my sister Joyce was born at the end of 1953. I t was a great place to live and Ken Dawson and I roamed all over the place: the beach, Humford Woods, Plessey Checks, the staithes, the piers, Seaton Sluice without a care in the world. Morpeth Road School then the old and new Grammar schools led to University and eventually a ...see more