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I have the SS Brighton bell, used at all the Brighton Tigers ice hockey matches which my dad won in a comp at their last ever match.
Hi. I have the SS Brighton bell that was used in all the Brighton Tigers hockey matches . Presented to my dad at the last ever match.
Hi, Jack Gardner was my grans cousin, my mother is trying to find out information about the family, it seems like a lot of these comments on here are by people that she would love to talk to. My email address is firstname.lastname@example.org.
The above comment does need some response as there are some sweeping statements in it. “Brighton and Hove is incapable of looking after anything…” What exactly does B&H mean? If it is the city council then there are some failings to be addressed, especially with regard to the Madeira arches, but two of the places mentioned, the West Pier which is owned by the Brighton West Pier Trust and the British Engineerium which is part of the business empire of Mike Holland, both are private property and the Council has no hand in either scheme, and with local authority funds severely limited there is not much hope that things will change very much . The ‘seafront architecture’ is all privately owned and unless it is Grade listed and in danger of serious deterioration there is not a lot they can do. Brighton is my birthplace as well!
Wonderful memories of St Andrews School.I was there in the 60s. Mrs Newbury, Mrs Golding, Mrs Kitchen, Mr Edwards, Mrs Mitchell and the country dancing, Geoffrey Holder Jones et al. Many classmates over the years , remember loads of names. Austin Georgeson, John Slade, William Gammon, Lynn Tarry, Wendy Dempster, Gillian Hyatt, Wendy Prince, Mark Chapman, Peter Laxton, Lawrence Marsh, Michael Moyes, Chris Burgener, Anthony Jupp, Martin Beal, Martin Lewry, John Filiol, Susan Mullis, Jane Biddle, The Crump brothers, William Gammon, Ray Pilkington, Andrew Stemp, Liz Haggar, Michael Huggett, Stephen Hanson and so many more!! I remember doing a school concert in the upstairs hall. I did Ob La Di Ob La Da with Michael Huggett and Liz Haggar doing Burlington Bertie. Someone did Monsieur Dupont as well!!! Loved my time there and still think of everyone fondly.
Hi Mike, Have just found the site and messages and photos bring back mostly good memories. My late father Ray Harvey was a maths teacher and I attended for some years. Also member of ATC reaching the high rank of corporal. once things get back to near normality I would like to attend one of the reunion days.
Back in 1976, when the Engineerium first reopened, I was a volunteer there at weekends. I came to know, and deeply respect, Jonathan Minns and his vision of engineering excellence. And so, 2 years on, this magnificent edifice still stands, awaiting some kind of Fate. Being marketed as as a “possible company headquarters or recreational and dining experience”. I cannot think of any purpose more excoriating of Jonathan’s vision than such a fate. He must be spinning in his grave. Brighton and Hove is incapable of looking after anything beyond emphemera, social fashion,and its own self-regard. Madeira Drive arches, Volks railway, the West Pier, its seafront architecture, the list is endless. It is the city of the professional vandal, and the virtue-signaller. I do not recognise the town I grew up in. It is a hideous parade of paper lanterns, preening, and waste. I hate it.
Hi, would anyone have a photo of the Allen West factory back in the day , my grandad Harold Watson worked there and I’m doing a gift for my mum. I have a photo of my grandad in his overalls and a small cast iron sign but would like to add a photo of the factory. Thanks. kat.
Hi, I worked at St Annes 1967/68 my name is Anne, also my friend Frances also known as Frankie was there. I also remember sister Paul who was great fun .unfortunately I am not very good at remembering a lot of names but I remember walks to from school I often wonder how everybody did in the future. I would love to be in touch with Frankie again as I married and my husband was in the navy and with travelling we lost contact.
Graham Harding Hi yes I still have my coal medal still in its box although cracked somewhere in the loft. Do you remember flying from Southend to Germany hated every minute of it and have never flown since have a terrible fear of heights. Tim Dawes went to Hangleton primary and then to the Neville yes he did play left back ,his brother Mick worked for the same company as I did. Those trips to Germany were great and as you say Dennis Goldsmith did take us for training sessions , but do you remember thursday nights down the Albion with Steve Burtenshaw? Hope you are keeping safe in these troubled times. Nigel.
I attended Pelham Infants from 1954-56. I lived in a top floor flat at 11 St Georges Place, my parents worked at Courtney Cleaners on the ground floor. I had forgotten the names of Misses Coo and Gabbitas but always remember Mrs Andrews who taught the top class in my final year. I’m delighted to see the pics of the nativity – I’d lost my copy decades ago. I’m the king, bearing gold, in the right hand corner. In rehearsal I recall looking over my shoulder to spot the edge of the stage as I walked backwards after placing my gift in front of the crib. I was worried I’d fall offstage! The coloured lad on my right was called Stephen (I was told his Dad/uncle [?] was in the Deep River Boys, they sang “I am a mole and I live in a hole.”) The Archangel Gabriel was Roger Green, on his left I’m sure is Madelaine White. I once visited her home and she showed me Forget-Me-Nots. I have 5 specific memories of that day – they obviously worked! Third from the left of the pic, I believe, is Alison Bennet. I also recall Susan Kenyon, Billy White – my best friend who I think is in the hula hoop picture, second from the front with the big ears; also Geoffrey Saunders whom I punched and made cry at St Barts school a year later, and a lad called Alexander whose Dad was Polish. I recall the afternoon sleep in year one and being shown my bed, it had 3 goldfish embroidered on it. Sometimes a child would sleep through until the end of the day and we would try and be quiet. Other times we played instruments, I fancied the tambourine but think I was reduced to the triangle; an early lesson that life just isn’t fair… Once running home I charged across Trafalgar Street – right in front of a taxi! He braked hard and stopped short of me. I was so embarrassed, and I never did tell my Mum… I then went to St Barts school, the teacher asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up, Billy White was sitting next to me and said “a cowboy!” I said the same. Sadly I never made it pardner, and I still don’t know what I want to do when I grow up… I hated St Barts; the playground was tiny and loomed over by the end of the church – very sinister. The boys’ lavatories had to be accessed via a classroom and once the teacher there refused me entry. I remember the ‘secret’ tunnel into the church – and I found the church very sinister also. I left within a year and ended up in Bognor Regis. Would love to hear from anyone else with memories…email@example.com
I am sure this is the same raid that my mum recalled. Our house was 18 Dyke Rd Drive adjacent to Lovers Walk. My mum and my brother who would have been just 4 years and one month at that date, were in the back garden, mum had no time to get to the shelter and threw herself and Philip under the dining table. I think a bomb or bombs hit the railway sidings above the street and took off most of the roofs in the street but nobody was killed. My dad was away working in a coal mine in Chester-le-Street, Durham, at Chester Moor Colliery, he came home to find the street empty! Mum was rehomed in Springfield Rd nearby but nobody had told my dad!
Awkward this one Barry, but the Protestant nuns who ran St.Mary’s were ostensibly there originally from 1850 to save ‘fallen women’, however by the date you give they may have moved emphasis to help women in some form of need.
I understand that the Lovers Walk railway workshops suffered severe damage in this raid. My Grandparents lived at No.6 Lovers Walk at the time and tell a story of how at the time of the raid they went and hid in a coal shelter under the road behind the cottage when my Nan suddenly realised that she had left the baby (my mother aged 8 months) asleep in the pram out the front of the cottage. They quickly went to retrieve her and made it safely back to the shelter. After the raid had finished they found out that one of the stray bombs aimed at the Railway had directly hit the pram where she was. It certainly makes me feel lucky to be here.
Tommy was my grandfather and a wonderful human being. I got to grow up with that gentle giant singing to me on his piano. Monty lived with me in Venice Ca till she passed away. Thank you for the great comments. X
My grandmother Audrey Elliott was in the Brighton Shiverers. She was born in 1913. I think she’s in this photo, but I can’t be certain if it’s her. She had two sisters (Gladys Elliott, and Margery Elliott), and a brother Allen Elliott. I’m not sure if they were in the club as well. I’d love to find out the year this photo was taken, and the names of the people.
I am trying to find out why Lizzie Benson, who appears on the 1911 census for this establishment was there. She is recorded as an 18 year old “penitent” from Southall Green, Middlesex. I believe she is my grandmother born Elizabeth Victoria Benson in Southall in 1892. Any help would be appreciated.
My mother worked there prior to the Second World War. A bottle exploded and left her blind in her left eye, she could not work there after that.
George Sibun just to let you know I recently sold the bike T110 I bought off you in the sixties (ULN467) for £25 (a non runner with a dodgy crank).George at Patcham fixed it and I made a few quid when I sold it!
Uncle Jack was one of our summer treats. I never had the courage to sing but would have loved to have done! I believe that he was also the Brighton truant officer. Peter Pan’s playground was wonderful. I would go down on my own, couldn’t do that today. There was a Punch and Judy show, probably too PC these days. lovely little cream and green single decker Southdown coaches that you could ride in/on. Years later I took my daughter down, all she wanted to do was ride on the Ladybird ride. Mentioned in a previous comment, was made of the Waxworks, it was where Bar Rogue is now. It was owned by Louis Tussaud the great grandson of Marie (Madame)Tussaud, who started in life making death masks of the recently Guillotined aristocrats. She went on to establish Tussauds waxworks in London which exists to this day. Louis Tussauds shop window had a Edgar Allen Poe Pit and the pendulum display, there was also a Sleeping Beauty display, she lay in a glass cabinet, I remember standing rapt watching her chest very gently rise and fall, VERY spooky. There was also a Chamber of Horrors, I never had the courage to go down into it, I was about 10 years old at the time.. another weird display was a row of huge jars, and the heads some of Ali Baba’s forty thieves would slowly rise up out jars then slowly descend, it rivetted you to the ground just watching them. Happy days.
It was nice to see you roger the other day I would like to catch up with George Suburn and Barry Phillip(gold bonnie). Sometime Bernie I’ve just given up biking had a 110.
Malcolm, this isn’t a very immediate form of dialogue is it?! But I too have very vivid memories of Balfour Road and Varndean (I spent three years at each). You and Roger Shields were thick as thieves I recall, and cricket mad, operating your own league by means of throwing dice.
Hello June, I regret I can’t put a face to your name but I do remember Gabrielle Rodgers as holder of the coveted White Badge for top marks in everything. I remember queueing on the stairs to Mr Slater’s office to receive the occasional Good or Very Good rubber stamp in my exercise book, I don’t think I ever made Excellent. I recall partnering with Barbara Woolford in country dancing, and coming 2nd in a spelling knockout, to Isobel Oliver, when I forgot the last e in cemetery. I recall Mr Slater unsheathing his cane from his sleeve with a flourish, to administer it to some poor classmate, Paul Stilwell I think.
Hi, I’m wondering if there is anyone who remembers the Ladies Football Team who were part of the Marmion Youth Centre? They entered the Pony Cup (Women’s F.A. Cup) in the mid-1970’s.
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