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A memory that is saved in the mind, and can only be recalled by the person who retained it. that is if you have the time to listen to the recollections of far passed times, whilst you sit. Old films can be shown providing the projector is still compatible to project it on a screen. these can be viewed as they were caught at the time, as they were then and not as today seen. Learning to write with a steel nib pen, dipped in ink to trace at the right angle on a paper, blobs of ink all down the desk, single letters to start with, then join together that came later. Would this ever be retained for the future? The pen became a Fountain pen ink retained within, the pen changed its style, become a Biro ink filled, disposable pen once came dry put in the bin. Pictures taken once kept in an album, with corners sticky once licked held them on their page, they looked nice new in black and white, but in time changed to a fading curling edge image. Those Albums mostly large, with photos becoming loose or free the sticky glue drying out, have come a thing of the past, or banished to the attic, cellar or never once more thought about. Sounds recorded on Dictaphone, Records on vinyl can only be heard if a machine survives, to hear the sounds recorded from long ago, remind us of how it sounded early in our lives. Tape on Cassette players are now extinct, Betamax or VHS, tapes survive without machines, the size of the tape dictated that it became smaller, looking back now have become ?Has Beens?. A camera might have once snapped a scene, but that cameras film has changed in it?s size, to show it how could you, without a camera of that size, to find one now would be a surprise. A Brownie Box Camera of our youth, seems for removed from the Video Camera now in use, we can now have our own show in our home, the sound and picture made for the latest views. Can we leave a memory that will survive in a form to give some small interest of the reader, a memory once retained might not be thought to be of any value to others only to himself. Why does a memory stay in the mind, it must be of some interest to the keeper then when stored, no use saving a memory of a meal we had on a certain day, it?s just a thing that can be ignored.

Hi All. Home from Hospital still feeling rough, sorry I have not posted still not quite with it yet. Regards Shorty.

To be a eastdulwichforum member, it is advisable to be anonymous, too much of your personal life and occupation could be used to pinpoint you, and show you in a poor situation, or at least in their eyes, we get to know members by their posts, I personally draw my own opinion of a member, some are responsive to posts, others just want to challenge what is posted, my response is to just not answer any post that I do not agree with. Inadvertently I have several times been referred to by my given name in a message, members realising this tell the member who has posted to remove the personal information this has always been done but those who have a good memory retain that name. My thoughts are not to give your true name or your home or address. Reading messages we soon find out where a member lives or works, his or her family and lifestyle. If I were to read a message regarding another member my thoughts would be of the type of person that member is, placing a bad post not the one criticised. I don't think that any message of that personal style would remain long before it would be deleted. One should remember that they only remain a member if they follow the guide lines.

Ah but did you know that the family ived in a Prefab in Marshall Gardens at the Elephant & Castlse, not a lot of people know that!

Coventry. After all the dramatic events, from which the citizens of Coventry were still reeling, the future rebuilding of the town was, for the time being, one of the last things to occupy their minds. Before they could continue with their lives, the people had to say goodbye to their dead - well over five hundred of them. Before the raid, the government had instructed Coventry to cater for 800 casualties, and a mortuary was subsequently made near the gas works (in Gas Street) to hold 500 bodies - an astonishingly accurate figure. It was obvious from the start that with such a high number of deaths in such a short space of time, hundreds of private burials would prove a huge burden on time and resources. After much deliberation about the popularity of such a thing, it was decided that Coventry was to be the first city of the war to hold a mass funeral. There were several practical reasons for such a burial, not least of which was that the cost was paid for by the government, and wasn't a burden on each family. Another advantage of the mass burial was that it overcame the worrying problem of identifying individuals. The first of these funerals was held on Wednesday 20th November, and the first 172 blitz victims were buried that day. By this time, not all the dead from the raid had yet been discovered, and on Saturday 23rd, 250 more were buried in the second mass funeral at the London Road Cemetery.

We were lucky in East Dulwich, the nearest was behind my back garden wall, glad we had a long garden, we had some damage but the houses at the back got demolished. There were so many people getting killed that in some areas those who were recovered could not be identefied and were buried in a comunal grave with hundreds of relatives passing the open trench not knowing which was their loved one. This is a picture that was witheld from the public. I think that now the public should be able to see these pictures.

How many of us remember seeing this ......... then going to see the bombed buildings to see if we could help, but as a small boy I could not help just turned away as we were in the way. Places and people you had known for years. GONE. The appearance of German bombers in the skies over London during the afternoon of September 7, 1940 heralded a tactical shift in Hitler's attempt to subdue Great Britain. During the previous two months, the Luftwaffe had targeted RAF airfields and radar stations for destruction in preparation for the German invasion of the island. With invasion plans put on hold and eventually scrapped, Hitler turned his attention to destroying London in an attempt to demoralize the population and force the British to come to terms. At around 4:00 PM on that September day, 348 German bombers escorted by 617 fighters Sept. 7, 1940 - the beginning of the London Blitz blasted London until 6:00 PM. Two hours later, guided by the fires set by the first assault, a second group of raiders commenced another attack that lasted until 4:30 the following morning. This was the beginning of the Blitz - a period of intense bombing of London and other cities that continued until the following May. For the next consecutive 57 days, London was bombed either during the day or night. Fires consumed many portions of the city. Residents sought shelter wherever they could find it - many fleeing to the Underground stations that sheltered as many as 177,000 people during the night. In the worst single incident, 450 were killed when a bomb destroyed a school being used as an air raid shelter. Londoners and the world were introduced to a new weapon of terror and destruction in the arsenal of twentieth century warfare. The Blitz ended on May 11, 1941 when Hitler called off the raids in order to move his bombers east in preparation for Germany's invasion of Russia.

Noeth was known to be German origin. I remember that when War broke out the windows of Noeth's Bakery were broken, but nothing else. They seemed a normal working class family, the son Peter slightly older than myself never played with us. Their bread was wonderful and they always sold out. Our favourit was the crusty Cottage loaf as Picture, Have not seen them lately.

Yes Noeth's the bakers, you will of course have sat in front of the shop on the concrete under the window and enjoyed the heat from the ovens below the front forecourt that warmed your bum nicely on those winter evenings. Those that got bombed were in pairs of two the first one down was a shop the next was a house, you can just see the outside " Stallards " the stands & shelves that the Green grocery and fruit was placed. The middle lad in picture was Don Utton lived two doors along from the bakers in Goodrich Road, he went into the RAF. You will have served the extra six monthes as I did.

Here is a picture of myself on right, and two mates a few years later note Emergency Water Tank built in the bomb site with th bricks from the two houses that were bombed, all the buildings down to the site were shops.

Hi Rocky. My own memories of Jennings Road was, on the corner of Landcroft was the Wenlock Off Licence, mauve tilled and up two steps to the front door that was right on the corner, a red Phone box outside on a large forecourt. Facing was on the other corner the owner had bought a 1937 Austin Big Seven, as the war had stared he could not use it as he got no petrol allowance, he kept it in a shed in his garden got to from Landcroft Road, a few houses then the group of lock up Garages, and the builders yard of Coleman & son, then the Air Raid Shelter, then the Gardens that were open to the public of the Heber Arms, facing here lived a Policeman, and one of the school lads, he had a sister and an older brother who was in the army the Kings Royal Rifles, with my own brother. The school had a block near the Crystal Palace end where we had our shelter underneath, they also kept the Taxi converted into a Fire engine here but came in through Heber Road where they knocked the wall down and put a wooden gate. The nearest bomb that fell was directly facing Jennings Road in Crystal Palace Road, where later the built a brick Reserve Water Tank, I remember a large fig tree in the front garden coming back on your side just a few houses along. On the corner of Goodrich road was a sweet shop called Murtons, we used to sit on the step in the evenings of climb the lamp post to the cross bar and hang there, a pair of semi restored houses and a red post box on the other corner and Flectures the grocers on the facing corner and Hine the builders one along from the final corner. The church on the corner of Lordship lane we were sent to Sunday school in the basement, I think the B.B. used up stairs.

For the benifit of new member Rocky. Heber Road School has been our family local school, seven of us children attended from 1926 to 1951. My own started in 1936 as an infant, we did have a short sleep on the floor in the main hall spaced in rows with just a cover over us, I remember the low toilets and tiny chairs and tables, and the rows of hooks to hang up our coats. The science block building reminds me at a later date being taken to the top floor and the teacher told us we were going to learn about gravity we all looked out of the windows to see a feather and a ball dropped down, we learned that a solid item fell quicker than a light item, he said that if one of you fall out you will be classed as a solid item. That science block was built on brick piers that were bricked in during the war for us as to use as Air Raid Shelters. When the wall in Heber Road had a gateway built in it for the Taxi converted into a Fire Engine to stay in the playground the Firemen were housed in the upper rooms, after a fire the wet hoses were laid out in lines to dry, there were three Emergency brick Water tanks, on Bomb sites one just at the end of Jennings Road in Crystal Palace Road, one at the end of Milo Road in Beauval Road, and one behind my home in Landcroft Road, between Crystal Palace Road and Thompson Road. I remember the black German plane with white crosses on it shooting at us, I was in Jennings Road just outside the School Keeper Lodge, I was walking to school, I have a feeling it was after dinner. My time at school was a pleasant time although most of it was during the War, and teachers were called up for Service, and some of the children were evacuated, but most returned within a few weeks, so the classes were condensed to take in children of a more larger age group, we played cards with the teacher to pass the time in the Shelter, it was very dim so we could not have classes, one teacher had been in the army but was wounded, so became our teacher he taught us how to compile Ciphers a kind of code, I was quite good at it, you had to find a substitute for each letter the clues were that you found the five vowels ( the most used letters and the double used letters I/E oo ee ll ss mm nn ) , I had fun doing this, although my writing has never been very good, and was a mess using those wooden pens with a steel nib point that you dipped in the ink well at the top of the desk. There was a brick built Air Raid in Jennings Road with a concrete flat roof built on an open plot a few doors from the school, I never found out why as all the houses had Anderson Shelters or in door Morrison Shelters. I remember the houses in Rodwell Road most of my school chums lived in the houses between Syrena and Crystal Palace Road some had steps leading up. The other end was posh. I remember Freddy Stains he would be 81 now if he is still about. Dons Sweet shop there was a step down as you went in always full of kids who I don't think had much money to spend or there was much to buy as sweets were rationed and not many available, we bought Zubes a kind of cough drop, or Galloway's Cough. Mixture because it was sweet, or Ice lolly on a stick for a penny coloured but no taste, I think Don made them. See att Picture f Autin Big Seven

Postmans been while you were out.

The camp was up dated. by the time you visited in 1976, then taken over by Pontins. Dolphin Holiday Village was purchased by Sir Fred Pontin in 1961 along with sister camp St Mary's Bay & the nearby Wall Park. It became one of the original Pontins camps in the area. Based on a clifftop near Berry Head, Brixham in Devon, Dolphin was a lovely family orientated full board holiday place. With 331 chalets, some wooden & others brick built(some constructed uniquely), Dolphin was highly popular with families & adults alike. Offering excellent restaurant food & great entertainment for everyone it was an enjoyable place to visit. It was regarded as one of Pontins's best camps & there was even a yearly reunion club with many families meeting up at the same time each season. Sadly in Feb 1991 the main complex suffered a major fire, which destroyed the reception & ballroom area & badly gutted the restaurant/kitchen area, causing over 2 million pounds worth of damage. Although booking figures were as high as ever Pontins didn't rebuild the site. For years after the fire the camp was left boarded up & the site became derelict. It's believed because many chalets were so old a la Hi De Hi style, it was not feasable to rebuild the site & so Pontins were rumoured to have sold the land in 1995 to Manor Parks. Years passed by & a proposal arose to turn the site into sewage works. This was met with fierce protests from the locals & so the land remained unused. Until 2005 the derelict site was still there(and still owned by Pontins), the front gates were locked up, the complex partially fenced off, & the chalets all smashed in and burnt out. The land all overgrown & the remains of buildings were crumbling. Vandals and time passing destroyed what was left of great memories. As it stands today the former Pontins site has been demolished and houses are being built on it. This group is for people who want to chat and talk about their memories of Dolphin, and share photos and files. We currently have over 650 photos of Dolphin from over the years.

Never been to a Holiday Camp, we thought of giving it a try. We did not want to go to a very big camp, near a large town. So in 1960 we decided that Brixham might be the place, a small Holiday Camp outside of the fishing village, at that time there was no internet to see the places we had just to go by pictures in brochures. We went in my old trusted A35 Austin van, I was wondering how the reception would like it parked in their car park. We had chosen the Dolphin Holiday Camp, we knew nobody who had stayed there. No worries there was an assortment of vehicles, and those staying there were just ordinary people. We were taken aback to be directed to our chalet, that turned out to be just eight foot square, a bunk each side a pull down table and two wicker chairs, very very basic, we were tempted to go home, but we did stay, the club house was very good Entertainment, the food was good and the scenery around was breath taking, we enjoyed that holiday but did not go back again. Our later Holiday Camps were better.

If I had the choice of doing it different I would not plant Leylandie Trees, these need topping twice a year or you have five foot grouth, also you can cut your own side but not the other, your neighbour might like to trim it themselves to stop you treading on their plants, but a time will come when perhaps they move and your new neighbour just does not like them. A fence can be two metres high so that should serve, you can plant something to climb the fence if you want more privacy, you can paint your side if it is yours but if it belongs to your neighbour you cant. Think ahead will you want or be able to trim growing trees or bushes? I cant and there are problems. This is a picture of my Leyladii trees that overhang next doors garden, they have hacked them to look dead, the seek that the council makes me cut them, I would if I were more mobile but at 82 i only have limited movement. I would not mind paying some one to cut them. I dont think that they are very garden proud anyway.

Harold Lloyd hanging from the clock on the side of a scyscraper made my heart go in my mouth. Seeing later how it was made was so dissapointing.

Boris Karloff put the wind up you, looking at the seats the occupants were hiding down.

I wont say if I used it! It was an emergency Exit, but quite often an early entrance. How it worked was one of those who had paid to get in, crept to the exit door and pushed the Bar that locked the emergency door and pushed it outward, enabling anybody to slp in and join the audeiance. In those days to be able to have the six pence to pay for a ticket, was not available to all of us kids, so it happened. To the credit of the staff I nver heard of anyone getting thrown out or the Police being told. Never forget those Cowboy films Roy Rogers and Triger his horse and Tonto his sidekick, imagine two hundred kids standing and playing that they were riding Triger after the badies. Oh and Dale Evans his horse riding wife. Second picture of the Curtains with butter flies on, and the Exit to a secret way in.

Odeon Site. Located in the southeast London district of East Dulwich, on Grove Vale near the northwest corner of Tintagel Crescent. The Pavilion Cinema was built on the site of the earlier Pavilion Cinema, formerly Imperial Hall of 1902. The new Pavilion Cinema was independently operated and opened on 30th July 1936 with Betty Fields in "On Top Of The World". The popular comedy & singing duo Flanagan & Allen made a personal appearance. A feature of the exterior were three tall wedged shape fins which were faced in black vitolite and had the names Pavilion & Cinema in large red neoned letters. The auditorium was wide, rather than long, and had a decorative 12 feet high light fitting on each side of the proscenium. There were also troughs of concealed lighting in the ceiling. Seating was provided in stalls and a balcony. The Pavilion Cinema had a cafe and a car park for the convenience of its patrons. The Pavilion Cinema was taken over by Oscar Deutsch?s Odeon Theatres Ltd. chain in August 1937, and it was re-named Odeon in around 1939. The Odeon was closed by the Rank Organisation on 21st October 1972 with "The Burglars"(Le Casse) starring Jean-Paul Belmondo. On 7th June 1973, the building was sold to the Divine Light Mission and became a Palace of Peace Temple to the followers of 15 year old Guju Maharaj-Ji from India. In 1978, the building was purchased by the London Clock Company and converted into offices and a warehouse and it was named London House. They installed a floor across from the front of the balcony to the rear wall behind where the screen originally was placed. The firm moved out of the building in July 2000 and it was place on the market ?For Sale? and purchased by a development company. It was demolished in April 2001, and a housing project was built on the site.

Three pictures of the old East Dulwich Odeon, Click to see them. Cinema at Goose Green East Dulwich. The site of the first Cinema the Pavilion, was built close to the School keepers Lodge of the adjacent school in Grove Vale SE 22, this had only a small front with two floors above possibly the managers accommodation with four Crittal galvanised window frames with very small panes of glass, it was one of the few that boasted a car park, that was next to the cinema and occupied the space up to the corner shop of Tintergel Crescent. It was sited behind high Advertising Placard Boards, these were supported by a heavy wooden structure of timbers that inclined back and took up a large part of the parking space, this did not matter as there were very few cars then. The back of the simple red bricked cinema backed onto the pavement in Tintergel Crescent, the only clue of what the building was the emergency pairs of exit doors. In the thirties it was renamed as Odeon taken from Oscar Deutsch Entertains Our Nation, Odeon Cinemas was created in 1928 by Oscar Deutsch, the colour scheme was light green and cream, of the Art Deco architecture style. Inside the entrance was the central Cash desk to purchase your tickets a long vestibule led to the auditorium in front and the stairs to the upper circle to the right. The auditorium floor slopped down towards the screen, the cream safety curtains that were always drawn at the end of a show had a display of coloured butterflies on the lower part, to each side of the screen there was a tower on a plinth of three sections high with four green glass panels that reduced in size as they got higher and illuminated light green, and an electric clock to the right. The cinema was very popular and had two shows a week day, a main film that lasted about an hour and a half, a News Reel, and the 15 minute interval the lights came on and when the sales girl stood under the clock selling ices and sweets, still advertisement slides were shown, the seats were self folding up and when the patrons rose to go to the toilets there was a constant banging. The second half was a B movie and lasted for about an hour, then there was the showing of future films that would be coming soon. Although there were two separate shows you could come in at any time the film was showing and stay for the rerun and left when you got to the bit when you came in. Saturdays there was the Children?s Club Matinee in the morning Cowboy films, Mickey Mouse, Buck Jones Roy Rogers and his horse Trigger, Laurel & Hardy, Charlie Chaplin, Marx Brothers, all the kids loved it and shouted like mad. When the very peak of films were available it meant that you had to stand in a queue that was inside to the left of the entrance hall, where you waited until the Commissionair dressed in his green uniform overcoat with gold braid all over it, and a peaked Military style cap with ODEON on it, he would come over and count about dozen then put his arm behind that number and let those go and purchase their ticket, Some times there were so many waiting in the queue that it led in from out side and down the side passageway, I remember waiting there several who had to wait a long time used the Public Phone Box to tell their family they would be home late. Those who walked home after, some bought chips from the fish shop in Lordship Lane and ate them direct from the broadsheet newspaper as they walked along, getting home to find that their hands were covered in black ink from the print. During this time there were some horse drawn vehicles, outside the East Dulwich Hotel was a Granite Horse Trough where the horses could get a drink, there were two lower long troughs underneath for the dogs and at one end a drinking push button to get a jet of drinking water direct to your mouth or use the Puter cup on the chain. The trams passed the Odeon, to Goose Green some went on to Dulwich Library or Forest Hill or terminated at Blackwell Tunnel, there were two branch lines, one that entered Sterling Road to allow the trams to terminate there and stay until their time of return, the other branch was used by a man changing the points for the trams to proceed to Peckham Rye then terminate at Stuart Road. Goose Green has as far as I can remember been enclosed possibly to prevent the livestock of the early days from roaming onto the roads. The Pointsmans wooden hut also acted as a passengers waiting shelter, the style reminded me of the sea side shelters on the Promenades.

Marmora Man Marmora Man is moving to a village in Cornwall, so far off, leaving behind one time local neighbour, born Boris Karloff. Thoughts of the Herne Tavern Garden?s no longer on show, to St Tudy?s Village near Wadebridge just the place to go. St Tudy's pub, The Cornish Arms, your hosts Paul & Jo, will be your local drinking place, to meet others who go. The community Shop and Post Office, run by the people the old grey stone Parish Church has a tower, not a steeple. Five miles to Wadebridge where the village of Polmorna is, here once lived my sister, on holiday we often visited this. A stream runs under the window, lean out and you can touch, heavy rain will often flood the cottage, cleaning up and such. Will you have enough to do, to pass away spare time then a trip to St Issac, or as it known by Doc Martin as Port Wenn, Sit and watch the new episodes being made at Fern Cottage, you might even find yourself as an extra shown in the footage. To move away is often thought that no others know about, don't be at all surprised if you happen hear a familiar shout. East Dulwich Forum, might not be known at where you go, we still remember Marmora man on occasions when you show. Good Luck!

If you can catch it. It can go in with my 26 Geese and Susie the Goat.

Can you hang on a mo.

The choice is yours, but I dont know how the Lades will cope.