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Jennyann, I consider that Google is more up to date. Viewing my property it shows a central feature in my rear garden that has not been there for the past eight years. In Google that feature is missing and step paving that is now in situ is shown. May be different for others but in my case this...

I attended a burglary at a house in Camden Street in the late fifties. The occupier was a Indian, who was at pains to tell me had been a policeman in his home country. He offerred me a cup of tea. Esprit de corps or whatever I agreed and I was sat down in the 'best lounge' and off he went...

PMC, Blind guess. Noting the wartime covers on the headlamps would it be a vehicle for towing the barrage balloons? Will.

Along that line of properties was a pub called, if I recall correctly, the 'Three tuns' or similar. Think it was about 1966 our squad were engaged in enquiries into a case of murder on the mount in Henley. At the end of the day we would retire to that pub for 'replenishment' It was run...

Butter wouldn't melt in my mouth. My mother told me I was a good little boy and mommy would not lie - would she? Oh how the years have altered the mold. Will.

Rupert, Look like small conifers in white pots to me. Will.

Could it be on the Stratford Road just south of Camp Hill? Will.

My bed was a single one, of course, and stood against the wall in the smallest bedroom. I was the only son and this was my den. I would frequently play beneath my bed and felt secure and safe under it. It was my world. One day, alone in the house, I retired to my den and pulled a blanket...

Fifty nine years today the Sports Final of the Birmingham Mail Challenge Cup was played today at Villa Park between Bakelite Sports and Gaskell and Chambers Photograph of the programme frontispiece. The photographs of the named players. Any descendants reading? Does anyone know who won...

I recall my father indicating where it was as a young lad and my recollection is that it was on the right hand side, as one travelled out on Yardley Wood Road, and adjacent to the River Cole ? (think this is the correct name for the river). This is the river that ran through the recreation...

Susan, Mr. Law was head of Chemistry. There was another man who was down to earth and a dry sense of humour, whose christian name was Norman. He taught physics. It is recalled that at a particular staff meeting, the female teachers were 'twittering away', and they finally brought him into the...

My wife taught Chemistry for a short period in 65/66. She recalls all the teachers named by Susan. She recalls Brown and Gawley had their own chairs in the staff common room and pity help another member of staff who foolishly sat in them. She recalls a conversation with Hill when she was...

On the subject of the Mint in Icknield Street. Attached to the premises and part of their security was a private security firm run by a Bill Johnson. As a form of advertising, Bill, had produced, by the Mint, his visiting 'card' medallion. On the face that I post here one can see a bevel in...

Old Mohawk, Your Corporal does remind me of a bloke named Sharpe. Highly unlikely I know and suppose they all begin to look the same after all these years. Cannot recall the front gate to the camp. Nice to see it and thanks. We used to use a back gate and a track which led over, as I...

Only one more Chris taken at Padgate all those years ago. The camera, that took this, and the other of the group posted earlier, belonged to the bloke squatting on the right of the photograph. For all he was a great bloke he was more mature than the rest of us and was married. This sort of set...

In the early 1960's and before the Police Communications Room had the spare set of keys to Ooozells Street Offices. If the occasion appeared serious enough the keys were issued in order that the registration number files could be examined. Only had to do it once and travelled in to collect the...

Coopbill and Rupert. My recollection is the same as Rupert's that it was a British Restaurant on the left side of Upper Priory Street going towards Steelhouse Lane. Every Saturday my mother would take me in there, yes up to an upper floor, where we queued for whatever was on the menu that...

Correct Charlie, The abbatoir was located where the 'Gallery' is shown in the photograph. The reserve man at Kenyon Street Police Station would make a daily collection of meat, in the mid fifties, to feed the bobbies there. Will.

For Clara read Charlotte in my last. Will.

Greetings Pearson, I have both the names Pearson and Broadhurst, of Birmingham, in my lines however I cannot see any connections with your particular lines at this time. My Pearsons I have back to a William born 1809 in Stoney Stratford, Buckinghamshire who came to Brum, settled and bred. My...