19704 0 52.61764090267856 -2.102079391479492 2008-10-26 13:41:20 Down one side of Newman Road are house numbers 1 to 17, back up the other side are houses 22-38. What happened to house number 18- 21??? 19625 1 53.377811809392625 -1.5012538433074951 2008-08-22 18:25:12 Just here was a small industry that hand-made sports equipment. The main items were Cricket bats and Hockey sticks. A Jim Wade and Ronald Ellis ran the business in the two-storey building, which survived the gales in Sheffield, with very little damage, but the upper floor had to be replaced after a fire. Six or seven people including Wade & Ellis worked at any one time in conditions which would not be allowed these days. Wood dust and wood shavings were everywhere. I worked there from 1957-1963. The building stood to the north end of a court yard. Attached to it was a long row of wooden buildings that were probably stables. An archway led to some steps that dropped down to an alleyway between a row of shops, which led onto Fulwood road. Adjacent to the alleyway was a Baker's shop that sold yummy cream buns, egg custards and apple charlottes. Across the road a Butcher's shop sold hot pork sandwiches, in a bread bun, with loads of crispy crackling. The Baker's shop went when the others were demolished. The factory was raised to the ground as was a pub called the South Sea Hotel. The pub has been replaced, as have the shops, which now have a roof-top car park. Because the courtyard space was available for building on, it meant the shops could be set further back from Fulwood Road. They now also have shop-front parking spaces and a separate adjoining drive-through parallel to Fulwood Road. 19610 0 55.63080635351039 -6.155562400817871 2008-08-17 03:52:51 Hi I am looking for a person who life in this place her name is NORMA ANNE MCKENNOM, if you know her give my email adds. ncirus46@hotmail.com and my name NICOLAI CIRUS from COSTA RICA Tel (506)88699851 19609 0 9.965004251644373 -84.08214569091797 2008-08-17 03:29:01 Costa Rica, San Jose, Tibas Thats where I live. Nicolai Cirus. 19398 0 40.64636497582498 22.948183715343475 2008-06-20 08:54:39 Opening hoursOpening hours: Monday-Friday: 07:00-14:00 Monday and Wednesday they are also open from: 17:00-21:00. Saturday and Sunday closed. 19253 0 32.81959486923976 34.9859619140625 2008-05-10 17:46:32 My home town 18704 0 29.841835102794132 78.695068359375 2008-01-12 07:33:17 A very beautiful place in garhwal region, india. 18688 0 28.365120694551447 77.05707550048828 2008-01-08 08:14:31 A hill top hidden temple in a green forest belt near Gurgaon. Very nice cycling track away from traffic and very quick get away from city. There is a lake near the temple where you can relax and enjoy the untouched beauty of nature with white swans. It is located approx 8 KM from Rajiv chunk on NH8. Take a left turn from Rajiv chaunk and keep going straight until you hit badshapur village. After crossing Badshapur cross 1 more KM and take a right turn rowards Bhondsi Green belt area. This road will take you directly to tample after some curves in Green belt which you would enjoy. Badshapur is approx 7 KM from Rajiv Chaunk. and to reach here you have to take a left turn from Rajiv chaunk and after crossing Badhshapur 12936 0 50.22189541114956 -3.6416244506835937 2006-08-13 14:57:21 A working Trinity House Lighthouse which you can now visit. Built in 1836. It was electrified in 1959 and automated in 1993. 12844 0 51.76390911220752 -0.4261922836303711 2006-08-06 14:09:37 I live in Hemel Hempstead, about three miles from the depot (the other side of town) & I was awake at just before 6am when the explosion happened. To be honest, I really thought a plane had crashed nearby - the noise & vibrations were immense & out of my window in the dark I could just see orange flames billowing into the sky, it looked nearer than the other side of town but when I rang my Dad the first thing he said was "That'll be the depot gone up then" &, obviously, he was right. (as usual :)) Looking at the fires raging into the sky I am sure everyone felt the same as me, that this was going to be an awful tragedy - that many, many people were going to wake up to a world that no longer held any meaning for them. Christmas... I couldn't get it out of my head ...it was so near to Christmas! The fires raged on, they got bigger, not smaller & there was obviously fuel of some sort burning as blobs of flame would seperate from each other in a liquid way, much like Mercury does if you smash a thermometer. It was scary, even as the news began to arrive on the BBC & we knew for sure it was the depot but, as time passed, it became clear that by some fluke of timing & sheer, incredible, wonderful, luck, no one had been killed... not even seriously hurt! The relief of that is hard to describe for, had it been the next day, or any other time of the day, any moment except that one on a Sunday morning & it would have been a very different story, God only knows how many people would have been killed, how many lives changed forever. As the days passed after the initial explosion we realised how true that statement was. The devastation was not limited to the depot, whole sections of the neighbouring industrial estate were destroyed, cars were burnt out, some lifted & thrown a great distance from where they had been parked. If it had been a normal business day then all of the buildings that lay in ruins would have been full of people - there would have been many, many more cars. The air in our town stayed thick for days & everywhere you looked it was smoky & dirty but, once we knew no'one had died or had any serious injuries, well, then the whole event became quite fascinating & it certainly produced some amazing photography both from the professionals &, rather wonderfully, from all sorts of local people. It is certainly something I will never forget & a moment in history that deserves recognition. You can read about the fire here http://tinyurl.com/k3rhq & see photos on Flickr tagged with Buncefield here http://tinyurl.com/osmxj 12746 0 52.194087128395644 0.1373291015625 2006-07-25 19:31:13 In the distant past, maps used to include railway stations as well as roads; a tradition Google have decided to dispense with. This pin marks Cambridge Station. You can get direct trains to destinations including London, Liverpool Street, and Liverpool, Lime Street. Imagine the merry laughter when a tourist confuses these two destinations! 11226 1 53.346042501914845 -7.276039123535156 2006-05-19 20:19:14 ....But he was not the fiirst. St Patrick opened a well there before him. Local tradition is to climb on 17th March every year. 10061 0 53.486232567557735 -2.098238468170166 2006-04-04 17:25:07 A very old pub with a traditional tiled exterior and three storeys this pub was much loved and is sadly missed by many in the biker community. It stood at the end of the old Co-op building facing the roundabout, just round the corner from The Witchwood live music venue. 9422 1 53.757947022497326 -1.5040969848632812 2006-02-22 12:29:55 There is a road-side feature here called the Jaw Bones. 9421 13 53.317185037934074 -1.511392593383789 2006-02-22 12:29:48 This junction is referred to locally as Tinker's Corner. 9412 8 52.44818944795439 -3.5390353202819824 2006-02-20 18:32:58 There is a sheep dangling over Siop Yr Oen, Great Oak Street. As the shop is currently a butchers, it gives the false impression that the sheep is related to current trade. Not so. There used to be a pub called the Wellington, in Bethel Street, opposite. Many moons ago, market day in Llanidloes meant that farmers used to leave their animals on the street, whilst they went for a drink. Farmer goes into the Wellington, sheep in Bethel Street. Story goes, the sheep saw their reflection in the window of the shop, and ran straight through the glass. 9328 0 51.48302653648801 -3.7064480781555176 2006-02-12 19:38:28 Add your description here... 9158 0 39.0685965802385 -94.56705093383789 2006-01-28 05:15:14 Add your description here... 9133 0 51.29823498482947 1.0750722885131836 2006-01-24 18:54:42 The fields themselves are quite steep, and used for grazing cattle. Just below the brow of the hill, large brick structures were uncovered - the remains of huge kilns for firing pottery tiles. Locally produced mediaeval tiles had patterns inlaid on their surfaces using white and red clay, and many were probably used in the building of Canterbury Cathedral. The kilns themselves were originally discovered when a WWII bomber dropped a stick of bombs, uncovering the site in the craters left. There is still another bomb crater about half a mile to the west-south-west of this marker, which is excellent for sledging... 9131 0 51.280776451188096 1.0806512832641602 2006-01-24 18:08:18 Just that really - the house is old, built from ships timbers, and very ramshakle these days. But family rumour has it that there's a secret passage running from the basement to the church next door, and then on to the cathedral grounds. It's never been found, but there is a half-staircase that goes nowhere, and a priest hole was found during a roof collapse a few years ago. It's also well known locally for having a nativity scene in the window each christmas, featuring very old (1930s), scruffy looking dolls. Sadly, Great Aunt Muriel Ovenden, who put up the scene each year, died in 2004. In the 1920s and 30s a fancy dress business ran from the front room. 9014 0 51.55796964156346 -0.6878471374511719 2006-01-13 23:32:40 War minister John Profumo had an affair with Christine Keeler, meeting her at a Cliveden party. Profumo lied about the affair in Parliament, which was quite a bad idea given that Keeler had also been seeing Yevgeny Ivanov, a senior military attache at the Russian Embassy... 8503 1 36.24532882502289 -115.06487846374512 2005-12-13 05:24:08 When I was 6 years old I was riding home from a friends place and I was singing and I swallowed a bat. I was in the Choir at the time and, being young, my voice was quite high. I believe that it jammed the bats sonar so that it acceidently flew into my mouth. It flew straight in and into my stomach, fluttered for a moment and died. 8502 0 51.895562720720676 -3.050079345703125 2005-12-13 05:06:38 Interestingly emough, Patricio, which is the latter name for the saint, or Patrishow, is derived from Issio, which is derived from Issa, another name for Jesus. Issio gave healing for a period of time, which I do not know, and healed a rich leper, who built the church that is there today in gratitude. Later, Issio was murdered and his body dumped in the well, which is at the foot of the hill beneath the church. Some excellent examples of itinerant 12th century painting are found on the walls there, and have been being restored for some time. There are paintings of time and death. 8307 1 52.90367365715207 -0.6318855285644531 2005-12-04 22:11:47 This is not just a location for random gay sex. No, really. A little known fact: after the worst raid of WW II (Grantham got hammered as the Luftwaffe had realised what Thatcher would become) the open-air swimming pool was used as a temporary mortuary as it was the only place big enough to contain the carnage after they'd set fire to the WHOLE of London Road. I can't believe my mum let me swim in that when I was a kid, knowing what she knew. She only told me the other week. Mothers. I dunno. 8024 2 55.77084017534177 -4.173216819763184 2005-11-25 14:52:19 Add your description here...