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DonnaW - you really mean is that Sainsbury's will be in SGRoad again. They had a shop there until about 1952/3. I remember it well because my best pal's father was a Sainsbury's Area manager and that was on his territory. Apart from which I recall h…
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Bring back the lollipop lady who was there in the early fifties!
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Arkady, - I walked Hornsey Road in 2008 from Seven Sisters upwards to Crouch End and was devastated by the 'architecture'. The war damage itself was mainly behind the left of Hornsey Road - Mitford Road, Sussex Way and thereabouts. But Hornsey Ro…
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It's me again, going back in time. Hornsey Road baths was/were used by SG school in the early fifties for swimming lessons. We walked there and back in all weathers, two abreast with our swimming trunks wrapped up in a towel the bundle remaining…
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The last thing I wanted to do with my postings would be to create friction. I do now however have the feeling I should maybe apologise for being so old (if 72 is old). However 'meeting the challenge' wasn't primarily aimed at our youngsters - …
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Really? And what has Switzerland to do with anything? Anyway, I haven't seen your contribution yet to this topic. Maybe you would like to enlighten us - and in this case me especially.
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At the end of the day it probably has to do with parking spaces being alloted to teachers. All those who presume to be examples of virtue, should go to school by public transport/ski/bike/walk/. Maybe it would mean getting up earlier. It's called…
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Sorry, I missed your original question krappyrubsnif. We lived in Florence Road from 1945 -52/3. My dad was a teetotaller because he'd seen the state his father and therefore the whole family was in because of drink.So it's clear we had nothing t…
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Go to Dunns in Crouch End, that's what we used to do in 1962 (although those sticks would be a bit stale by now!).
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Well, Ali, (12.Nov) I can't say anything about how SGS is today. I started there in 1945 and left in 1953 - Infants (ground floor) juniors (first floor) and seniors (top floor). What I can tell you is this: We were about 1000 children and I doub…
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What's that ( a weish cupboard?) and what have draws to do with it?
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Even more reason for not buying.
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Well, all I can say is what a waste of money. I've been shaving now for more than 30 years with these favourably-priced yellow razors from BIC and walk away every morning from the mirror with a clean shave. Not only that, but if washed out prope…
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All I'm doing is telling you all how it was in the 40s, if you want to argue then argue amongst yourselves. Well, DonnaW, the Tuck Shop was a favourite place for us schoolchildren. I've just looked into google street view and it is still recognis…
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I assume then, David, that you are at an age to compare...
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I don't know what 'spam' is - except of course for the tinned meat we had after the war. However, as requested I have continued the thread and have related the world as it was then for us youngsters in the 40s. Maybe in these days of electronic …
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Things in general: The real economic upsurge in the UK took place in the 50s. The post -war 40s were, I suppose, rather boring. There was a lot of poor people, a lot of men who were war-injured; - legs, arms , eyes lost. Of course you don't see t…
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Just a short reply Donal. There were two trains running to Finsbury Park, just backwards and forwards with the engines always at the same end (hence Push and Pull). They had only two carriages and the engines were N2 class. At that time anyone wh…
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Dad, as I have already said, was an electrician - in fact he was almost fanatical and it was the only thing he lived for it seems when looking back. I know it's difficult to imagine today but Florence Road was virtually and empty road, even in a…
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So how must it be inside the house?
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I've debated with myself a couple of times as to whether I should tell the number of the house in Florence Road - but - as I don't yet know what I'm going to recall I'll not yet (if at all) give it. 1947 was a year that entered the annals of the…
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Bear with me - I've just moved and the telephone company needed a week to get the connection going - I'll be along shortly.
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The name Sandilands does ring a bell, but I don't think dad got his stuff there. Before I go further I'd like to tell you a few general things. Most people had only the clothes they had on their backs. Us schoolchildren were supposed to have …
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Staplejack; I went into google street to have a look how it is today. Well, I used the library between 1945 and 1953 and I'm pretty sure there was no bank there on the corner. So if there had been one at all it would have been after 1953. This is ap…
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Continued from yesterday... After the war finding a job wasn't very difficult for some people. There had been a lot of damage done, nothing had been maintained and people were keen to get back to a semblance of comfort. Dad got a job with London…
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Having been brought up on the Dandy and Beano trip as a lad in Newcastle my reading efforts developed along normal lines so when we moved to London in the summer of '45 and I discovered a library on the corner of Mountview Road and Quermore Road the…
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Well, I've just spent one hour adding my next comment - then came a notice saying my contribution was too long - so I pressed the return button to go back and shorten it and the whole thing vanished... Tommorow then!
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It's not so easy to explain how mum baked cakes when everything was rationed - firstly because I was only seven years old so didn't take great interest in such things and secondly because i don't think she did. Everything was scarce, sometimes the…
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I'd like to post more details about 1945 and onwards, but this 'blade runner' thing and shoulders of orion get in my way. What the hell are we/they/you talking about?
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Our family moved into Florence Road in the summer of 1945. The estate which is now Ronaldshay was then a bombed site and served as a playground for us children although it was dangerous as most of the walls of the houses were still standing. At some…