1970s Advertisements

Posted: April 4, 2016 in Uncategorized

Two advertisements from a 1970s guide to Crowthorne bring back memories. My father always bought his cars from Pearmain’s. A succession of Triumphs – Heralds, 1300 and 1500. If I remember rightly, the registration numbers were 383 CBL, 490 CXF, JRX 847D, RJB 194F and BMO 347J. What a memory, I have – a mine of useless information, that’s me!

Elston’s was a favourite shop for newspapers and magazines, plastic toy soldiers [Germans and English] and magazines. Mind you, the Stokes sisters, at the other end of the High Street, also stocked a very good selection of plastic figures – this included Cowboys and Indians and Knights in Armour, all with horses!


Queen Victoria’s Last Visit

Posted: March 27, 2016 in Uncategorized

Our Late Queen’s Last Visit to Wellington College says the caption on the postcard. I’ve not come across one of these before. There must be a write up on this event, somewhere, but I am still looking. I can make out a number of following coaches about to make the turn from Church Street.

Mystery Photograph

Posted: March 21, 2016 in Uncategorized

Here’s an early photograph of men in costume prior to their taking part in what I presume to be a procession for the Crowthorne Village Fete. Written on the reverse, in the spidery handwriting of an aged person, is the following:

“Outside Granny’s at Crowthorne Village Fete. Mr Williams and Baby. Mabel and I look on. I just got on the picture. Bertha”

I like the railings on the wall and the pattern on the net curtains. Any thoughts on the identity of Mr Williams or Mabel or Bertha would be welcomed. I am still looking for a magnifying glass to help me read the name of the property which looks to be ‘The P—–‘

Stop Press: A magnifying glass shows me the name on the property is The Trees.

Version 2

Knight’s the Chemist!

Posted: March 5, 2016 in Uncategorized

In the 1950s and 60s, Knight’s the chemist was the place to visit. In the run-up to Christmas, my Mum [Kay Manton] used to take me there to buy bath cubes as presents for my Nan and my Dad. A day or so later, my father would take me there as well to buy – you’ve guessed it – bath cubes for my mum. Every likes bath salts then but I always found they stung a little. I wonder why they were so popular?

My most recent acquisition is a prescription receipt dated 1923 for a Miss Palmer. I can’t believe how bad the handwriting is!

Another couple of cuttings from my Mother’s Crowthorne news clippings scrapbook. Rosalind Crow was an Edgbarrow pupil who became Sandhurst’s Carnival Queen. The article says she hoped to become a farm secretary but I seem to remember she was very good at English and went to study at a Canadian university. I wonder what became of her?

Her english blossomed when Brian Hodgkiss [or was it Hodgkins] took over as English teacher at Edbarrow, as did mine. I wrote an essay on the subject of ‘What we did on our Holidays’. He quizzed me long and hard after reading it, suggesting I had copied it from a magazine. When he finally accepted that I was the author, he singled me out for praise in front of the class. It would be another twenty years before I started writing articles for publication.

Wedding Bells

Posted: January 24, 2016 in Uncategorized

My mother, Kay Manton, must have cut out articles from the Wokingham Times for me when I was serving in the Army in the 60s and 70s. She also kept a scrapbook or two with some Crowthorne news articles pasted in them. Here are three wedding photos of people I went to school with – Peter Hawkins, Ruth Caplan and Richard Elliott. I wonder if they are still living in the area. Peter played for Wokingham Town and then joined the RAF. Click on the first image and then scroll through them.


Edgbarrow exercise book

Posted: January 23, 2016 in Uncategorized

Recognise this? I can remember queueing outside the Stationery Cupboard, waiting for Deputy Head, Mrs Walker to open up and start interrogating us as to why we wanted a particular piece of stationery. She was really strict about exercise books and pencils, I remember!