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As a child, up to the age of about twelve, we visited our grandparents at Godfrey Road during the summer holidays. This was probably between 1952 and 1960. My father, Ernest William Smith, was born in Godfrey Road but had moved to London in the 1930's. My strongest memories were of an allotment at the back of the house. I can remember the maroon bus pulling up towards Upper Cwbran ...see more
Hi, I was in the Hutton Residential School from 1930 to 1939. Mr Higden was the Headmaster. We had a big dining hall where all the boys had their meals - it was more like a scene from the film, Oliver, [food glorious food]. The Headmaster and his cronies would sit above us on a stage eating roast chicken & roast potatoes while we ate whatever they dished up to us. On Saturday we got a penny ...see more
'Mum, did you catch fish in the pond at the Bridge' asked my son when Googling for ponds to fish. 0f course we did, with our home made nets of a piece of material attached to a stick, carrying home the sticklbacks and frogs spawn in a jam jar with its handle of string.
Reading the memories days later. Names were familiar, but as most where dated awhile ago, I didn't like to make contact ...see more
For those of you who read the memories. I would like you to join me in remembering my dear brother William Ernent Bedford who passed away Monday 2nd April 2012, aged 80. Those of you who knew him, I am sure will be saddened by the loss of a fine gentleman of an old Woodford Bridge family.
Hi, I was an evacuee & I lived in Cresent Road. I used to go to Brentwood Senior Boys School at Doddinghurst Road. On Fridays we always went to the fish and chip shop - chips and crackling! I would always go to the swimming baths after school - it cost one penny. I remember when the school got bombed during the war - and so did Myrtle Road near the station. I also spent many hours playing at ...see more
I remember my Aunt Joan who lived outside Lochgilphead at Castleton in a cottage there. She lived with my Aunt Katie. Joan used to work in what would now be the equivalent of the Jobcentre - cannot remember the name. She was never married.
My mother Joan Campbell was brought up with them - her mother was Jane Anne Campbell - my mother was born in 1924 and her father was an Archie Campbell I think.
I am trying to do family tree and finding it quite difficult.
Having been evacuated in 1942 to High Easter from the war torn East London, staying with my Aunty Hilda was a dream that I never wanted to end. Our local school was a delight, even Sunday School at St Marys was enjoyable, and play time in the local fields on all the farm equipment was an adventure beyond belief.
Highlight of the week was a trip to Chelmsford in a Joe Lodge coach driven by Sid Perry, a family I ...see more
Does anyone have any memories or details of a Douglas Boston of 88 Squadron crashing after attempting a landing returning from a raid in 1943? It would have been around November I think.
My father was navigator and was badly injured in the crash after the aircraft's one remaining engine gave out on final approach and it swung sharply to the left before flying on for a while, 'mushing' ...see more
As Steven had started school, I went to work at a young ladies school at Hillam, run by Mr & Mrs Meredith. They had five little boys and I looked after the younger ones as she was the French teacher and Mr. Meredith was the Head Master. Steven would go to play with the boys, they had a room full of trains so he had a lovely time with them. They took him on holiday with them one year, they were very nice people.
Cavendish Grammar had their speech day there one year. Wells Dressing events were held there too.
Tea dances. Satrurday night dances. During the war years and afterwards the Pavillion Gardens Concert Hall was tops for getting in the big bands. Dancing to the tune of the big bands what a wonderful memory. To name a few:
Ivy Benson and her all girls band. Joe Loss. The Squadronaires. Oscar Rabin. ...see more
I know it's a long time ago, but does anyone remember hearing any memories of my grandmother Alice Evenden? She lived at 9 Scarborough Terrace and came from a large family. Her father, Stephen, worked at the chalk quarry and her mother's name was Ada. My grandmother was born in 1905 - she had quite a few brothers and sisters, Ethel, Dora, Fred, Jim etc .
My mother worked for Reynolds Bros. Grocers in Chadwell Heath just before going to live in New Zealand. This was in 1950. Her name was Connie Fynn, nee Cocklin, of Becontree Av.
This is not Dove Holes unless that is actually the name of the caves.
However, I have walked this path with my parents many years ago when I was maybe about nine years of age. I did go in the cave too. I know it was before the war. We had a picnic beside the river ....... potted meat sandwiches come to mind.
Dorothy Bonfield
Queensland, Australia.
My great grandfather was a blacksmith in Rainham from 1875 until 1922 when he died. His name was Frederick Fynn and he worked in back lane. My grandfather and father were also born in Rainham, but I was born in Dagenham in 1946.
This is the first time I've been into this site and what should jump out at me but 238, Nightingale Road. My Mother-in-law lived in this same house and when her eldest son and I were getting married she offered us the two upstairs rooms. It was very difficult to get anywhere to live at the time so we jumped at it. We shared that house for about four years. My husband Tom and I had met at school, yes Eldon ...see more
I was born along Ashford Road in an old cottage that my nan and grandadad lived in. My brother, Stephen White who was a year older than me, was also born there. The Sawyers Arms always brings back memories to me. We went to Feltham Hill, then Steve ended up going to a deaf school. I went to Kenygton Manor - spent a lot of time at the R and B club on the week-ends, just behind the cinema . I left the UK just before ...see more
I spent all my young life in Darwen as part of Holy Trinity. I went to Holy Trinity school and went to the church as far back as I can remember. My grandparents were Joe and Pie Parson and were very involved in the church. They lived in Lelvin street and I remember vividly the after carol singing food and drinks which Grandma put on for the cold carol singers from the church. my sister and I ...see more
When I was 18, I lived with my relatives on the outskirts oif Reading. I was offered a job working as a builders labourer. The year was 1963 and I was given a lift most days to work, which was at Upper and Lower Culham Farm. The man ( Mr Berens ) we were working for was apparently a millionaire, and I believe that were true! I worked every day of the week, and on Friday my wage packet had 14 crispy, ...see more
When I went to School in Beaulah Road and I do not have any photos. If any one has any photos of me when I was little, email me, I would be very grateful.
In the 1960's I was a ticket conductor on this train. Jack Goldstone was the driver and we took people from the gardens to the pool. Today there's no way I would be allowed to work on the railway because of health and safety concerns. We had to stand on a running board by the side of the carriages hang on with one hand and take money and issue tickets with the other while the train reached speeds of 20 - 30mph. ...see more
I am the Historian for West Lothian Bowling Association and I am trying to find information, items and artifacts relating to Addiewell Bowling Club. If you can help me update my information or archive please let me know. Thank you in anticipation. Gary
On my first day at Corringham School, my mother walked me, aged five, down the long lane from Aisby with our faithful old dog Floss and a playmate, Monica Bramford, a year or so older than me. During assembly I started to cry and my mother had to walk me to school for a while after that, leaving a most reluctant scholar at the East Lane corner. I later learned to ride a bike and attended school with Mike ...see more
I went to school in the village, 1939 to 41, and stayed with Mrs Clarke at the Kiddy Farm. I delivered milk to the residents. If anyone remembers the Kiddy family can you email me please.....thanks.
My name was Bernadette Conway (Connie). I went to St Josephs RC School in Caldwell. When I left school I worked in a small shop called Worthingtons. I remember shops over the road were Freeman Hardy and Willis, Yoxalls and the Home and Colonial store. I remember the tradgedy at the Co-Op hall, I used to go there on a Saturday night with my friend Josephine Jeffries. We sometimes used to buy the same clothes from a ...see more
Hi, can you help? In the 80s there was a small car garage just off Main Street, Mexborough. It was next door to Rennys hair dressers. I think it was called Pennine Garage. I wanted to know what became of it etc. Thanks, any help you can email me at gpjones@fsmail.net thanks?
I spent a year in Borehamwood in 1977/78. I was a french student and I worked in Hillside School & Campions Middle School as a french assistant. I loved Borehamwood; made lots of friends: Steve Tann/Steve Anderson/Brian Catchpole/ Debbie Tolmia/ Les Wheeler and lots of others. Every Thursday was The Associates night where we used to listen to music , have parties etc... was all brilliant! ...see more
My paternal great-grandparents used to live in 4 Mantlemass Cottages and I can remember my grand-parents taking me there quite often. I have vivid memories of sitting around the Aga and looking look up the chimney and seeing the sky. I also often used to go across the road to see other relations called the Milhams as the wife Madge was a relative on the Baker side of my family.
The whole Swiss Cottage area has changed beyond recognition. There seem to be few photos of how it was till the late 1960s, when the Cottage Grill, my father's restaurant, was demolished. This building gave it's name to the whole area as it was built in the style of a Swiss cottage (not a Swiss chalet!). The Swiss Cottage pub at that time looked NOTHING like a Swiss cottage or a Swiss chalet - it was re-styled ...see more
It was at Insh carnival where my disabled wife and I and our two month old daughter went, simply to spend a few hours from our home village of Inverurie. There were the usual sorts of entertainments such as pipe bands and the tug of war teams and other attractions of which I do not remember too much about: but there is one thing that I will never forget; some woman was to announce on the tanoy that there was ...see more
I was born and brought up in 14 Main Street, Cambus, then we moved to 2 Main Street. I remember Betty, Anna & Jean Keir. Peggy Young and then Pat Ferguson had the wee pub. Andrew Rennie had the farm. We used to go for walks along the Hennan Road and along the Devon Place. I have a sister and brother. My mum was Margaret Horn (nee Harley) my granny and grandpaw were Christina and Robert (Bob) Harley. Does anybody remember me?
We would walk over the mountain, over what we called the racecourse into the forestry from Heath Terrace, Ynyshir to LLanwonno, the best part, I suppose, 4/5 miles walking. Usually on a Sunday, us boys together. I was always fascinated by a row of houses/cottages standing next to the church. The houses had been abandoned and left empty. One day the same properties had been demolished. I wondered who ...see more
I was born and brought up in Thingwall Drive, right on the boundary of Irby and opposite the entrance to the golf course. I went to Irby CP School, Coombe Road, and then onto Calday Grange Grammar School. My Granny lived just past the Anchor Inn, and stopping by to Miss Ellis shop for a treat after walking the dogs on the common was a regular indulgence.
The far shop on the left was the post office, then ...see more
I was born in London in 1954 and loved visiting my grandparents who lived in Rose Walk. My first memory during the late 50's was the sight of Radlett Station, it was always well tended, with large painted tyres filled with flowers. The lady station mistress knew my sister and I, and would help us down from the train where we'd meet our lovely grandma. It was a long walk to the other end of Radlett, ...see more
I remember Roding Avenue (No.33) with very fond memories. Those names you have mentioned are still floating about in my brain! I remember the Coronation celebration party well; I was dressed as a pilot. My mum and several other ladies sang on stage dressed as Zulu women - they sang "Dem Bones". I now live in Norfolk and several neighbours and myself are going to try and recreate those lovely memories this ...see more
My Father was cowman on this farm, we lived in the tythe cottage for about 6 years and I started school there. My teacher was Mrs War, her husband was the foreman of Velmead farm. We walked across the fields to school. It was a lovely idilic place to live as a child, we had so much freedom. I remember soldiers with thier wives walked past the house at weekends and talked to us children and give us ...see more
PMX739377 SIR!. Yes. I was stationed in the Grand Hotel during my training in the RN to become an Electrical Artificer,The song I remember most was "Underneath the spreading chestut tree" which was often played in the little cafe in the High Street where we spent a lot of our "shore leave".
Our practical work was in a Government Training Centre at Redbridge Southampton, , So we had to be bussed there and back. ...see more
My family and I lived in the post office and stores when this picture was taken. I am Christine Sheldon, one of the twins of the Sheldon family. We loved living there, my dad was the baker and the shop sold everything - and even had a tea room. My twin and I lit a fire in the attic once with straw and set fire to the roof. Coolham is a wonderful place and we were very sad to see that the shop had ...see more
There are three attic rooms and I had a flat in the first one. This was around 1972. The windows on the other side gave a view of the Technical College, but you could see the sea (if the tide was in).
Although I lived in Barkingside, it was in the days when you were sent to the school of your choice if you passed the 11+. I was fortunate to attend the newly built West Hatch. It was through school that we went to Grange Farm to befriend a group of French students who were holidaying there. It was a great site with the added bonus of that beautiful lido and all in the surroundings of the quiet countryside - long before the noise of the M11 and M25. Now a fancy eatery - I prefer the former.
This was the year I first attended Balmaclellan School, the Headmaster was first Mr Walker, who went on to New Abbey, he was followed by Fred Simpson - a great experence from 1944 to 1950. I lived with grandfather William McQueen Biggar at his shop and post office - a wonderful time in the village, curling in the winter, bowls and badminton in the village hall and Sunday School and Church on Sundays. derekwbdickson@yahoo.co.uk
At 66 years of age I still keep in touch with most of my friends that belonged to the coal mine community. Living on Wombwell Main Pit Row we were a large family of nine. Our mother did her best to keep us clean and well fed. She was a wonderful mother, friend and neighbour. Mum never turned anybody away.
My twin sister and I attended Hough Lane Methodist (Tin chapel). The Sunday school ...see more
I think this Miss Jones was a lodger with my parents and I when we lived in Larkswood Road. I know she was a teacher and was away on holiday when a land mine landed behind the house in 1940. I would love to know if she remembers the Fayne family; Jim, Blanche (Girlie) and Jean - I would have been about 5 years old.
My first home as a young Airman at RAF Mildenhall and young mother....does anyone have a pic of the house from about 1986-1988. I know from my niece its a hotel/eatery now... Also anyone from RAF MIldenhall's post office?
My mum, Ann Diamond, was in St Mary's home for girls from about 1940- 1943, then went to stay with some foster parents. She has written some memoirs of her time there, and in the home. I would love to show her any more info or photos I can find of Cold Ash x.
My mum is from Eltham, Ann Diamond, born 1935. Her dad, Frank Diamond was one of 11 and his mum, my great nan, lived till she was nearly 100, in the same house I believe. I was the 89th grand-child, so no doubt there are a lot of decendents. My mum went to Eltham Secondary briefly. Before that she was in a childrens home in Newbury. I will try and show her some of these great pics. She moved to Portsmouth when she was 17.
I remember the old school which was opposite the kirk and also Tortilano's ice cream shop. I started school in 1951/52 I think it was, and Capt Gracie was the Headmaster who ruled as though he was still in the army. I lived in Hawthorn Drive, or was it Crescent, before moving to Balure Crescent. I also remember the big fire at the end of Balure Crescent where there were someone killed. I also have a ...see more
My grandparents lived in the Lantern House. Granddad, William Gardner, was a shepherd; Granny Mary Eleanor was a midwife and nurse for the area. She used to ride with the Doctor in a horse and trap to visit their patients. Granny brought over 1,000 babies into the world. They had 8 children who survived: 4 boys, Esmy, Jesse, George, William (my Dad); 5 girls: Hilda, Emma, Nelly, Eva, and ...see more
I started work at Seal and Turners in 1960, on my first day I met my best friend Ann Head who was to be my friend for the rest of my life. When I was 58 I moved to Spain, and who should have moved there one month before but Ann and Ray miller my two best friends!
I remember severe winters growing up in Birdsedge, they were beautiful and exciting but harsh. My little sister was born in Jauary 1963. My parents were the caretakers of the primary school in the village. I remember my dad in his coat and scarf coming to get me out of the infant class to take me home, I looked up at him and asked where we were going and he told me I had a baby sister and I could choose her name - ...see more
I remember when I was leaving Kirkby for Australia it was very cold, it was like escaping from the artic. I remember Vicki Pierpoint from Spinny Woods, hi Vicky if you're still there. Mazza
I lived in Woodthorpe when I was a child, we lived at no 20 Woodthorpe Rd, the bungalow across from where Mr Hodgkinson's farm was, my dad built the house in 1967.
My mother's family mostly lived in the Askern area in the 1960s. I am trying to find any family still living there - the family name was Rosbottom.
During the 1960's I lived next door to Jennetts Restaurant, in the Bricklayers Arms pub. Mr Hargreaves was the owner/manager and employed a number of very exotic Italian and Spanish waiters. "Jim" the gardener (the restaurant had very lovely and extensive grounds) was an inveterate gambler and in the days when televisions were scarce used to spend his afternoons watching our television when the racing was on.
I lived in Lower Shott from my birth in 1968 until I got married in 1994, my parents Pam and Tony Read lived here until 2010 when they moved down to Felpham. My Mum was born in Bookham and lived down Keswick Road, my parents moved to 25 Lower Shott in 1966, she saw and remembers the many changes of the village.
I remember Tony's (T Cox) the newsagent shop, the greengrocers, the grocers store cannot remember ...see more
Lanes has got to be the best ice cream ever. I had Asian flu followed by bronchitis in 1957/58 and my brothers would cycle up and get a thermos flask of ice cream - I honestly think I owe my survival to them (my brothers and Lanes). I have never tasted ice cream as good,
This photo does bring back memories. At the start of the war in 1939 at the age of 8, I was sent off to Welwyn Garden City from Hastings. The family was split, the start of that unwanted feeling. For some reason I was again moved, this time to Chertsey and the school of Handicraft a place of no compassion and bullies, I feel that cattle had better treatment. I can understand the stress of those war years. but I could ...see more
I loved the shops that were around - J&BS Hodgsons, Wilkinsons and many more. Dewsbury had plenty of shoe shops. I started working at Freeman Hardy Willis - my first job after leaving school in 1969. I enjoyed a weekly treat in Caddys - I can see it now. Having left Dewsbury in 1985 and only going back on rare occasions to visit family and for funerals and weddings, I was saddened to see how it had gone down in ...see more
My Mother returned from a visit with her Mother to the Odeon Cinema in Petts Wood at 11 pm on Wednesday 16th April 1941, to find my father extinguishing, with sand from a bucket, an incendiary bomb behind our semi-bungalow at 154 Pickhurst Lane, Hayes. They heard more bombs falling and lay down with buckets over their heads. A 500-kg landmine came down though the head of my bed upstairs (decapitating me if I had ...see more
I wonder if any older people remember my gt uncle, Fred Gazey. He used to live at Keeper's Cottage at the top of Primrose Hill. He was killed in the late 1960's when an unknown well in the house collapsed and he drowned. I spent many happy hours up at the small holding in 1950's and 60's and adored my uncle. His wife, Ethel, died in 1951 and as they had married late in life had no children of their own. He only ever ...see more
We lived at 24 Midfield Way from 1940 until 1950, when we moved to Sidcup. When I was a boy we used to catch great crested newts in the pond at Greys Farm, and scrump apples around the back, from the orchard. I watched the country getting dug up and built on. I lost the raspberry patch I used to visit in the summertime. It had been neglected after the war. I went to the Cray Valley School before Greys Farm School was built. I still have lots of wartime and after, memories.
Would like to get in touch with anyone related to or having known Charles Alan Foster's family. He was born in 1906 - married to Edith E Cooper and went to Australia in 1950. I believe this to be my father and know his last address was 51 St Clements Road. He also had a business in John Street (he was a plumber). If anyone knows anything or anyone who may be able to help me put the pieces ...see more
No memory really but lived in 15 North Road with older brother Paul and older sister Sylvia. My mother was Edna Elizabeth Foster and lived with her mother and stepfather, Charles Barker. My brother seems to remember the boy next door called Malcolm but he was only 5 or 6 when my mother married and we moved to Penny Pot Lane and then to Germany - but I would love to hear from anyone who has memories of North Road at this time or even knows of Malcolm who was the boy next door.
As a young 18 year old, and very excited, I was joining the RAF. My excitement died a little as I went through basic training - all that drill, wow, anyhow I got through it and considered it all very worth while. My first leave, in that blue uniform, I looked very smart and was proud to have served.
I was told by my mum, still here at 88 this week, that my grandad on my dad's side also lived in the old hall with his sister who ran a soup kitchen. His name was Herbert Walter Dawson, the same as my dad. They were both in the police. My dad, after the war, being in the Chesers in Egypt, went into Lever's then into the police. He reached the rank of Sergeant. My other grandad's farther was an interpreter to John Laird.
When I was born in 1939 we lived at 97 Shelvers Way, but my very first memory happened in 1944. It was a lovely sunny day and my mother, Doris Parker, was going to feed the chickens at the bottom of the garden. I was playing outside when mother called out to tell me to go inside and into the shelter as there was a "funny" thing in the sky. I never did get to the shelter, only the dining-room and the next thing I ...see more
I too remember the days when when I and my friends would get the bus to Wheatley Hill and go to the Embassy Ball Room looking for romance. Of course we would also go to other nieghbouring villages but the Hill was always my favourite, the girls were much prettier and friendlier and besides it was the shortest walk.
Ralph Hughes.
I remember Spring Grove Central as a pretty good school. Assistant headmaster Chalklen taught me alot and I saw him as a mentor.
Classmate Mike Hampshire got eleven O-levels. Not too shabby.
Spring Grove Central a dump? I think not.
I, along with two others at any one time, was posted to the RAF fixer station on Herscha Hill. We stayed with Miss Bella Scott at a house called Noranside, halfway up Kintore Street. I was there from 2 Feb 1954 to mid-November 1955. Played football in the Summer Football League where Bob Gauld (local blacksmith) refereed all the home matches. (We sometimes won.) The RAF lads were always made very welcome to ...see more
The premises are not actually the town hall but actually the council house of Heston and Isleworth borough council.
Note from the editor:
On the British Listed Buildings website it says 'Former Town Hall. Built as the 'Council House' for the Heston and Isleworth Urban District Council.'
Can anyone shed further light?
Does anyone remember the tobacconists owned by my Uncle Alec Basnett...opposite the Co-op??Johanna Webster.
Hello my name is Derek Harrington. My Aunt was Nellie Combes who was the cook at Fingringhoe Hall and my mother was Doris Harrington who cleaned the rooms at The Hall. We had just returned to England from South Africa in 1944. I went to the stone school next door to St Andrews Church. We were taught in one large room by a lady and some of the older pupils. I was nine at the time. I was ...see more
My name is Helena née Rich I used to love living in Leytonstone until my brother Harry died a tragic death when he was only 13. He went to Norlington School. I went to Newport Junior. We lived in Hainault Road. I can still remember the United Dairy - we lived opposite. Up the road was where the the 236 buses used to park. We had family living in Bulwer Road but after Harry died we moved around a bit. I ...see more
The shop on the corner as pictured was called Rapley's Corner Shop owned by Mrs Rapley in the 1950's, and as a child I used to help Mrs Rapley serving and re-stacking shelves with stock after school and on Saturdays. I loved doing it and spending time talking to people as they came in for their groceries. In those days the sweets were in huge jars and were measured out by the ounce into brown paper bags! ...see more
I went to Downshall School in 1957 after moving from Downshall Juniors. The big tree on the right covers St John the Evangelist Church and Downshall Junior School. To the back of the shops on the right used to be the 2nd Seven Kings scout hall and Sunday school. On the left 50 metres on from the 105E Anglia were a group of shops that were suppliers of goods to the local community.
I can remember waiting at Ashley Down Station for the steam train; towels,swim suits and picnic in big beach bags. The journey was an adventure every time, the smell of the smoke and the old carriages. Pushing your head out of the window with a a leather strap to keep it open. Feeling the wind in your hair, mum nagging about getting things in your eyes! The excitement as the train pulls into the station the ...see more
I lived at 72 Farndale Avenue and went to Winchmore Hill School. We used to spend all our summers at the swimming pool in Barrowell Green , My surname was Hall.
My Parents used to run one of the shops in the village ( Mr and Mrs Wenham). It was Pankhurst Stores before - I understand it is now two houses. I havent been to Flimwell for a very long time I expect things have changed alot.
I am researching for the local museum and I would be interested to hear from anyone with memories of old Lymington food shops, pubs, farms, and sea fishing.
Do you have any recollections or connections with any of these aspects of local life?
I am particularly interested in Lymington food shops/cafes/restaurants and pubs - as far back as you can remember.
Thanks.
I remember Feltham Avenue very well, I grew up there with my younger brothers. I remember playing on the avenue with the other children that lived there, my brother and his friend "borrowing" garden gnomes from elderly residents . The miners strike, we all went to each others houses to tell spooky tales by candle light, the flooded River Thames just reaching the end of the road, parties, pet shows to raise money for the Puffin Club, drama group and Mr Bexham dressing up as Father Christmas.
This is actually my father's memory, told to me as I am researching our family history. My father, Douglas March, grew up in Plumpton Green from 1931 - 1944. He lived with his parents and sister, at a house called Hilltop, at the top of the main road until about 1941-42, when a parachute bomb damaged the house. The family moved further back down into the village to a house called Fir ...see more