Hello. I was doing some research and noticed the site and a post mentioning Marston Green Maternity Hospital, so stopped in to visit.
I was born at Marston Green Maternity Hospital on May 31st, 1952. My first year of life outside the womb was spent living in Millington Road, Castle Bromwich, before we moved to Erdington where I grew up until choosing to emmigrate.
My parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles and cousins were born and raised in Aston and later in Erdington.
Many families were assigned to Marston Green for child birth in those days. As I understand it, the area in which the family lived, dictated the hospitel where we were born in those days. There wasn't really a choice, except for having home births.
I immigrated to Canada in 1974 and married a Brummie girl from Stockland Green who I'd never met, until she visited England in 1974, to attend the wedding of her cousin who was a friend of mine. She had immigrated to Canada in 1969, with her parents, rounding out her family members here. Love at first sight does funny things!
We had never met, despite me having lived less than half a mile away and having gone to Marsh Hill Boy's Technical Grammar School, with one of their next door neighbour's boys.
She had attended Stockland Green Comprehensive School, on opposite side of the site and lived in Lambourn Road. Quite literally, we likely passed one another walking to and from school.
In my early teens, I worked just around the corner in a Moyle and Adams grocery store on Stockland Green after school, with a boy who lived in the house on the other side of where my wife, now of 47 years lived.
It wasn't until some years later, that I learned that Marston Green Maternity Hospital had been a Canadian Forces establishment, which is fitting since I've lived in Canada since 1974 and became a citizen in 1978. I visited the hospital grounds simply to visit my birthplace, on one trip back to England to visit my parents many years ago.
Was it fate or just dumb luck that I'd end up in Canada? I guess that I'll never know! My wife's name is Sue and wouldn't you know that one day about six or seven years ago, we gave some gold fish from our pond to another Sue Smith, who had grown up on Castle Vale, right across the Chester Road from where I had worked at Pressed Steel Fisher (Jaguar) from 1968-1971. It really is a small world!
BTW, there was a photo of the main entrance to the hospital building, posted on the Birmingham Forums, some years ago.
Regards,
Martin Smith
Mission, British Columbia, Canada