Middlesbrough Evening Gazette_ request more up to date versions from 1900 - 1960
Larger numbers please on offer
Establish longer runs of the paper
Direct more dates please I am an avid historian of Stockton please supply more
Future updates please are necessary
This would be a great addition many interesting stories from the paper and would build a better picture of north east life
Please submit more content from the 1950-80
Please add more contributions to the Gazette
I am looking for information on a Sarah Elizabeth WEM. She was born 1911. She married my grandfather Ernest BEDFORD in a registry office in Middlesbrough Yorkshire, north Riding in 1936. My grandfather came out to New Zealand but Sarah didn't. I have no details as to what happened to Sarah. I would love to have contact with any of her family members. Regards
Looking for any info. on the whereabouts of Alfred green d.o.b.26/03/1926. he lived in Middlesbrough married Olwyn Elizabeth Davies march 1944. They had 3 girls but they divorced & he remarried last known to be living in the London area any info please
Add mainly the 1970s editions please BNA
70-80s snapshots please
The 1980s please
Recover more years please
I’d be pleased to see 1969-78 uploaded if at all possible
I was born in Easton Street in 1941 and remember seeing the air raid shelters in the street, that would be about 44/45/46 time. The street had a shop and a old stable like shed which sold veg and potatoes, the families all seemed to help each other out. My granddad was Dick Addison and the family lived at No 5 , he was a Sergeant in the Home Guard.
My Granddad in his wisdom decided to have fireworks for November 5 1945,
he forgot to say that they were thunder flashes. Placing them on the back yard wall ,he lit them and the flash was that bright , no one could see for some time.
Tommy Rea the undertaker was near the street , also a ice-cream shop , the family was from Italy
but I cannot remember their name. I moved to Liverpool in late 46 but will never forget my love for Thornaby and the people that lived there.
We lived in 4 Ruby road Thornaby my mam and dad Mary and Frank has 10 kids. Doreen,Franky , Eric, Robert, Marjory, Francis, Mavis, Ann and the twins Christine and Carol. Great times. I married a local boy David Smith he lived in Bassleton lane His parents Doris and Harry lived in the little white cottage. They sold cool drinks and vegetables from there door step. And at Christmas they would sell chickens, turkeys. Nice memories my husband and I now live in California.
I was 28 years old at the time of this photograph, living at Roseworth, with wife, Doris,and daughter, Judith, aged two. Married at St Peter's Church in 1947, with Rev'd J McGill officiating, a 'wartime' wedding really, with rationing in place, and I in a khaki uniform with royal artillery brass in place, Doris in a treasured but borrowed weddding gown - coupons were reserved for more pressing items then. Two years after the photograph and we three had embarked on the 'Empress of France' from Liverpool to Montreal, Canada, then by train for four days to Edmonton where the oil and gas business, on which I had pinned my hopes, had faded somewhat. Within weeks Pacific Petroleums Ltd had identified my value and we drove 500 miles or so on gravelled highways to Fort St John, living there for the next seven years. We moved east in 1964 to Montreal, influenced by a career move and the chance for a better education for Judith, who became fluent in French within a year. Peter, our son, was four years old when we made that trrip via auto to La Belle Provence, with my parents, Vera and Walter, along for the ride. They were vacationing with us for the summer, and shared with us the experience of house-hunting, purchase. and finally receiving the household effects from Fort St John, having sold our first-owned home there. My father thought we were crazy for leaving Fort St John, which had grown upon him since the spring of that year!
Back to Stockton on Tees ... We have returned numerous times, when family visits were very important, but since the demise of my parents, who had moved from Kilburn Road, where our family of four were primarily raised, the reasons for additional trips became less attractive. Thanks to the archives maintained by the Borough of Stockton I am able to achieve my 'Stockton fix' periodically.
The picture, whilst being familiar, evokes thoughts of ancient times within my life's span - it is dated beyond what I would have deemed correct, but there it is, just as it was when I visited the down-town area so often. At that time I owned a pre-war Austin 10, and so must have parked it many times in the confines of the Median in the High Street.
I never, ever entered the Town Hall. It seemed almost hallowed in my day!
Traffic patterns were ultimately changed, both in the High Street and in the surrounding small, neighbouring streets, making my sense of where I was and how I was to navigate to destinations that were formerly straighforward, extremely complex. At this age I will probably never need to navigate them again. Air travel being so onerous these days severely curtails all thoughts of making a nostalgic trip back to Stockton on Tees, but it remains in my mind and will always stir emotions within.
Hi we used to live at 20 Cambridge Rd, Thornaby. This house remains firmly entrenched in my earliest childhood memory. I was seven years old when our family left the country to migrate to Australia in 1963. Although our family stayed and made a life in Australia my mum always had divided loyalties and travelled back and forth from OZ to UK to visit her family. I visited in 1972 when I was 16 years old and have not been back since. I Would love to be able to come and visit again and retrace all those familiar places from my childhood. The house in Thornaby will always have a special place in my heart as it was a happy home until unemployment got the better of my parents and they decided to take the opportunity to improve their lives and that of their children. We are always grateful for the choices they made but will always consider Stockton and surrounds as our humble beginnings.
I remember our first trip to Redcar on our trip to England. The Penny Arcades were our amusement for the day. It was the old pennies, the large ones. You would insert them in the machine, and they would roll down on their edges, to another pile of pennies. And you would hope your penny would tip the rest of the pennies, and you would get a win, with a large amount of pennies returned in the bucket at the bottom. There were many types of these machines, in those days. It kept us amused that day, and I always hold in my memories of that town.
I remember my Grandmother, May Gray and Pop my Grandfather, William Gray, used to go to the Pavilion Theatre which is now, I think, the Cinema over the beach at Redcar. She used to watch a man called Billy Breem who later became Larry Grayson there. His catch phrase, "Shut that door" came about when the back stage door was open. He turned round and said "Shut that Door". Little did he know that it would later be his catch phrase. He used to go to tea with my Grandma and Pop in Ings Road. I wrote to him when he was famous and his letter proved he remembered my Grandparents. I remember going to watch a Disney cartoon in the cinema which was then next but one to Marks and Spencers.