I have just found out about this site from Facebook. I was born and bred in Morris Street and my parents lived there all their lives. It was just when I was looking thought the photos of Summer Street that I recognised Sheila Hazell. She lived opposite us ‘across the backsies’ and I had the hots for her brother, though I was probably only about 6. I remember going to stand outside the church to see her get married and she was always so pretty I wanted to be like her. Then I got the shock of my life in a photo taken in their family back garden, there was my old home! I have not lived in Swindon for many years but what lovely memories this brings. I may be able find some old photos as my mothers family the Dixons lived all over Rodbourne and my dad Bernard Hills used the working men’s clubs. Thank you so much for the memories.
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Quite intresting web site, i attended even swindon junior, westbourne seceondary, schools. and lived in groves street, i do have a newspaper clipping taken by the evening advertiser of the rodbourne mannington football club the team trying on there new kit in morris street. rodbourne not changed much.
I was born & brought up in Rodbourne at 17 Jennings St, I found this site looking for family information for the family tree that I have started.
Gillian Spencer (10 Nov.2012)talks about Edith White who was my mothers (Gwen Gough)aunt who came from Bugg family.
I too remember the concerts,i always got roped into them, in one I had to dress up as a Scotsman & wear a kilt !
I will leave more comments when I have time.
I have found this site quite fascinating and hope you might be able to help me trace my family on my fathers side, about which I know nothing. My father lived at 68, Summers Street, Swindon and all we have are letters from his mother at this address mainly during the forties. Dad was Elver Henry Higgins and had a sister Hilda. That is all I know. He never mentioned his parents or other relatives. He worked at the Garrard factory and then the railway. during his employ with the railway he moved to Worcester where he met my mother. He was an ATC electrician with the railway. If any of your members have any information about my family they can share with me I would be most grateful.
Thanking you all in anticipation,
I’ve just found this site whilst looking for Rentaset and Relay Exchanges things.
I was born in the front room of No 8 Hughes Street, went to Evan Swindon Juniors and Jennings Secondary Modern, left school in December 1959 and started work on the 2nd January 1960 at Relay Exchanges Head Office in Percy Street. I went to the Chapel upon which that was built and then Rodbourne Road Chapel.
My brother still lives there and has just celebrated his 80th year, by writing his memoirs – ‘Forging Ahead’
I’ve been looking into some family history and according to the 1901 Census some of them lived in Slancer Street in Swindon. Most of the family lived in Rodbourne or Rodbourne Cheyney areas going back to the 1860s. I’ve lived in the area all my life and I know most of the old streets in Swindon but I’ve never heard of Slancer Street and I can’t find it on any map. Perhaps its disappeared or been renamed. It may even be a misspelling.
Does anybody know where Slancer Street was, I’d be interested to find out.
My late father in law Ray Cheese lived in Montague Street, with his parents and siblings until he married in 1945. I recently came across a letter of his which he had received from Jennings Street School December 1942. It speaks of the School being aware that he has Joined “Her Majesty’s Forces” and wishes him “Best of Luck”. It asks that he accepts “The enclosed Gift” but doesn’t say what that gift was. It is a lovely letter and brought a tear to my eye on reading it. Has anyone any idea what the gift was? The writer of the letter describes it thus; “We trust it will be of real use to you and hopt it may be a small link in the chain of remembrance between us”. Here’s hoping someone knows.
My mum was brought up at 34 thomas street in the late 1940s and her mum Flo Roberts used to work at a butchers on Rodbourne Road.
Mums aunt Dinah Nevison lived at 148 Rodbourne Road.
I have fond memories of nans and the old railway hooter!
Visits to nans meant 50p to spend in Mr Hoares on 1p, 2p and halfpenny sweets, he always had a great selection.
I now live in Redcliffe Street and as i have redecorated my house over the years i have found plenty of railway green paint inside and out.
If anyone has any memories of Florence or Dinah i would love to hear them.
hi im very interested to find out about the past of where i live i find it all very interesting any info on 6 guppy street rodbourne or photos whould be apresheated the older the information the better thankyou very much for your time and help
I come from a long line of Rodbournites. My great grandparents,Frederick and Martha White lived at 55 Summers St. the first of their 7 children was born there in 1879, she would become my grandmother. When Harriet White married Frederick Reeves, they moved into 57 Summers St, my mother (Doris Reeves) was their 4th child, they had 6 children altogether. When my mother married and became Doris Carter she moved to Bath for 3-4 years. When the war started and my father was ‘called up’into the Marines,she and my brother (Terry) moved back to Swindon and moved in with her brother Arthur Reeves at 28 Morrison st, where I was born.When the war was over and my father returned to civilian life, we continued to live there until 1950 when we moved to Moredon. I continued attending Even Swindon School until I went to Secondary School, Pinehurst and then Moredon.
My grandmother’s two youngest brothers spent their entire lives in Rodbourne, as did my Uncle Art in Morrison St. Frederick White and his family lived in Bruce St and Albert White and his wife Edith (Edie) lived at 6 Summers St. Mrs White will be remembered for the concerts she arranged yearly and were performed at St. Augustine’s Church Hall. She would rope people into this before they knew what had hit them!!! My aunt was very hard to say NO to, she would look so sad and make you believe that the whole show depended on you. When you gave in and agreed to do it, her whole face would light up and she would beam from ear to ear.
Even though I have not lived in Rodbourne (or the UK for that matter) for most of my life, I still consider myself to be a Rodbournite. I have several memories of the area but I will post more on that later.