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![]() Fareham, the Embassy Cinema 1952 (ref: F103014x) |
Year: 1959
Embassy Cinema
I returned from 2 years in Malta where I had been a Nanny to 3 little girls who were all about to go to boarding school. I needed a job quickly so applied for and got the job as an usherette in the Embassy Cinema. At the time my future husband was a second projectionist there. I only worked there for few months until I found another Nanny's situation. My abiding memory is of the film that was playing at the time I started there: 'Ferry to Hong Kong'. It is a wonder I didn't get seasick I saw it so many times! They were a happy few months and led to marriage which so far has lasted 48 years. Posted: 20/06/2008 21:21 by Gaynor Boyd |
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![]() Fareham, High Street c1955 (ref: F103012) |
Year: 1962
Fareham Market Day with the Animals!!
I can remember watching in awe as the cattle was walked to the market (now a car park) through the High and West Street..pigs, sheep, cows, chickens etc and standing up on the temporary fencing reaching over to stroke the sheep, hearing the market auction man selling the cows...to this day I never understood a word he said...but they all got sold somehow...I can still remember the smell...no rubber gloves and handwashes in those days....didn't do me any harm...just gave me great memories!! Followed by a trip to good old 'Soothills' for their famous pasties and Lardy Cakes!! and still going strong and just as popular (if not more) these days....... Posted: 07/12/2007 00:46 by Jean Oxtoby (wigmore) |
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![]() Fareham, the Harbour c1960 (ref: F103024) |
Year: 1967
Ragworming!!
I used to go to the 'Creek' as it was called then, with my father and join a whole host of Bait diggers...the main bait was Ragworms, which are a bit like centipedes and they bite!! This was before it became polluted mind you!! On one occasion my wellington boots ended up stuck in the mud and as I tried to walk (totally unsuccessful) I ended up falling face first into the mud and was caked from head to toe and it absolutely stunk!! My mother was not amused!! Not just at my misfortune but also my father who in her words 'had let it happen!' Posted: 07/12/2007 00:37 by Jean Oxtoby (wigmore) |
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