Tuesday, 28 April 2009
just want to welcome a couple of new faces to our website,Phil and Eddie thanks for sharing with us all your stories,You are the lifeline of our website ,even though we all share the same tales and memories it is nice to get a different take on someone's life growing up on our beloved Cuckoo estate and surrounding area.Many of you visit the site daily in fact we average over 6500 visitors a month but only a small percentage post comments and share their stories with us.You can do it and we welcome your input.
Come on get involved.
Sunday, 26 April 2009
Stay safe Tommy.
Thursday, 23 April 2009
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Saturday, 18 April 2009
Thursday, 16 April 2009
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
We have had the Ration book.
How about this, Identity Card.Everyone had one in the war, cannot see the problem with having them today.The only thing I am against is having to pay for them.If the goverment wants us to have them then I think they should foot the bill.
I am sure many people on site will have various views.
John ( eggo ) Eggins.Hi Tommy,
Monday, 13 April 2009
Thursday, 9 April 2009
Do you remember this?
It was 65 years ago and I was only about 17 months old and lived further up the road on Cuckoo Avenue when this tragedy happened.
1.) July 1944, photo of V-1 Bomb damage on Cuckoo Avenue, near Kennedy Road.
One person killed, five seriously injured and some slightly injured.
Or maybe you remember this,
or you went shopping in Ealing on this awful Monday?
2.) Early hours of a Monday morning July 3rd. 1944,
photo of John Sanders, High Street, Ealing Broadway, V-1 Bomb damage.
Or maybe you spent a Saturday night up the West End and slept on an underground tube station platform?
3.) London tube staions were used as bomb shelters.
Tuesday, 7 April 2009
this is a reminder we need your memories and photo's to keep this website going and bring folks back every week .You all have a story to share with others and we need those stories.I have put up on the website instructions on how you can post a comment and I know with over 150 Cuckooites visiting the site each day we should be getting a greater response,as I have stated to you all time and again you get out of this site what you put in.If you visit us often and the site has not changed it is because we have run out of things and photo's to post.
It is so easy to be a part of what has been started,get your feet wet throw away your inhabitations and get involved,you will have so much fun,Just ask Grace Redding who found us last year and has been a great ambassador spreading the word of our website to old friends and family.We are only as interesting as you can make us.
Come on get involved
Tommy your editor.
Monday, 6 April 2009
Now we are completely full up we are asking if there is anyone who will need hotel accommodation for the Saturday night September 26th.Jackie needs at least to book ten rooms to get a room discount and it would be nice if everyone was staying in the same hotel this way we may be able to arrange transportation to and from the Reunion.
If you need accommodations please contact Jackie at .
We will try and meet your needs if at all possible.
Thanks Jackie and Tommy.
Saturday, 4 April 2009
I came across these photos and wondered if anyone might recognise themselves or someone they know. They are of the Church Lads Brigade that was run at St Christopher's Church and they were a regular feature marching and playing around the estate on Sunday mornings. I wasn't in it myself, it had closed down by the time I was old enough thanks to the change of management at the church (least said the better) but my older brother David was and he is in the photo taken outside of St Christopher's and I recognise Brian Murphy who lived next door to us in Westcott Crescent. The other three photos were taken by Dave at Ladram Camp in 1949 and I believe Brian Murphy and Terry Bennett, another resident of Westcott Crescent, are in those.
I'd just like to say thanks for setting up the sight, I'm sure it takes a great deal of time and effort to do but it's a great idea and very much appreciated.
Friday, 3 April 2009
clicking on the photo.This helps a lot on the older group photos to check
out the faces..Did you know we have had almost 1800 visitors this past week
and they have looked at and opened over 7000 pages .They must be finding
something interesting to look at. If you want to post a comment to any page
simply left click on the article and scroll to the bottom of that page.You
will see on the left hand side Post a comment .Left click on this. and it
will take you to the box on the next page where you can type your
comments.When you have finished scroll down to where it say's Name URL box.
Type in your name and ignore where it say's U R L .Then scroll down and
click on the publish box.
Presto you are now a official contributor to Cuckooites website.
Hope this helps Tommy.
This has the same ladies from the 1st photo, Beatrice Knight and Vera Brazier (my grandmothers) plus Belle Tiffin and Jean Knight (2nd from right)
From the left the two gentlemen sat on the pavement are from the Dawes family, then there is my grandfather Jim Brazier
Thursday, 2 April 2009
Again Jackie and I and the rest of the committee thank you.
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Posted by Jim Davis.
Yes Cuckooites is now entering its third year, who would have thought when it started it would grow the way it has? Even more intriguing is how things came together as though it was meant to happen.
I can't name all of the people that might have had a hand in its conception, but Tommy, and Ethel (Eff) met in the
Tom will admit, the dream became an obsession, he tried different sites and nothing was suitable. He was getting disheartened, because to get a web site set up professionally was going to cost an awful lot of money. Then I came along. I forget how or why Tommy and I made contact, because back in our youth we were not mates or anything like that, so that first contact was strange. Anyway he told me of his frustration regarding his dream, and I said I would have a word with my son Jim, (yes there is two of us) for his advice. He is lecturer in audiovisual communication at
All Tommy wanted was advice about the true cost and feasibility of getting a site off the ground. It was a Saturday morning so Jan (my wife) and I went out shopping and I thought no more about it. Later on our return I checked my emails, and there was one from my son telling me to click on a link he had put there. Boy was I surprised, there it was, cuckooites,org. ready to be used. Of course I emailed the link to Tommy and he was over the moon as was I.
The word soon spread about the site, and yes there was a lot of learning to do. It was frustrating at times but in the very early days my son did give some advice. Then one day he said, "right now you lot are on your own." He knew if we kept turning to him every time we got in trouble we, or should I say Tommy, would never learn.
So that is how Cuckooites got started, when Tom hit a problem we along with other founder members put our heads together and got through it somehow. I will not try to name the people that helped Tommy then, and the new folk that have come along and helped since, because I am sure to leave someone out. From the beginning as you know Tommy has been the Editor, and indeed is the owner of this site and by and large it runs pretty well. It does need some tweaking, I, E, for me there was too many headings this month and it was a pain to keep trawling through that amount of stuff. But that is neither here or there, those things get sorted in time. But there is one thing we all need to address.
Sorry Tom but this site is your legacy to a lot of people. Heaven forbid but if anything were to happen to you this site would fold unless consideration is given to it. I am not promoting this thought but something like Tom appointing two or three moderators that could help to keep everything running smooth. They could talk amongst themselves privately off of this site, and then when they are ready publish it for general commenting.
Finally most of us are getting on a bit, and if we are not careful as we all gradually drift away up yonder, there might only be Johnb left talking to Tags. Whatever the age of people living on the Cuckoo now they are Cuckooites. If we could attract some of them, a new generation would learn about our time on the estate, and us about their time. But that is easier said than done. Finally please feel free to make suggestions, because at the end of the day Cuckooites is each and ever one of us, and Tommy can't guide us down a road unless we let it be known what road we want him to take.
WHAT IS A CUCKOOITE?
At first I was going to decline Tommy's request, I thought that it was a tall order and much more suited to someone with better writing talents than mine, such as Del Southon, or Jim Davis.
You see Tommy had asked me if I would like to write an article on
"What is a Cuckooite?".
I thought about it for a while, took another swig of scotch and hit the keyboards as my first thoughts, mixed with the scotch started to run through my head and warm the cockles of my heart.
Technically the first Cuckooites were my parent's generation, I am the youngest of about eleven kids, I say about eleven because that is what my Mum always said.
You see she was never quite sure how many kids she had, and when she was talking to us she always ran through a list of our Christian names before getting to the right one.
My parents were survivors of two world wars, like many other families, they moved to the Cuckoo Estate in the late 1930's, just before WWII started.
For them, moving to the Estate was an unimaginable dream come true.
Families came from poorer, overcrowded, run down accommodations from all over
We had a nice front and back garden, in which we could grow vegetables, raise chickens or grow flowers and hang out the washing to dry or keep rabbits.
When the war broke out, Anderson Shelters were installed in all the back gardens which provided the families with shelter from Hitler's horrific V-Bombs.
Well there is a lot more facts and history to all of this but we'll save that for another time.
The Estate was built on some land that was part of the
It is now known as The Hanwell Community Center.
However none of this really answers Tommy's question "What is a Cuckooite?".
The term Cuckooite, I believe, was originally conjured up between Tommy our editor and Ethel Damian, or Effo as we know her. Apparently, Cuckooites, is what Eff's father affectionately called his neighbours on the Estate.
We all had a great place to grow up and when the war was over, we had so much fun playing in the nearby Castlebar Fields, The Old Cuckoo Schools and it's dungeons, The Bunny or
Returning to the question "What is a Cuckooite?", well you could say a Cuckooite is anyone who lived on or even near the Estate. Or the descendents or relatives of anyone that lived on the Estate. You could also say that a Cuckooite is someone who would always help their neighbour. Even if was just to loan them a cup of sugar or a pint of milk when they ran short.
You could say that a Cuckooite watched out for his neighbour and his neighbour's children. You could also say that a Cuckooite always looks on the bright side of life and appreciated how lucky they were to have a nice roof over their heads.
You could say that a Cuckooite was someone like Dr.Lasnick who would brave all kinds of weather to go out and care for his beloved patients on the Estate if they were sick.
Another way would be to describe their great sense of humour and common sense.
Or the hardworking way they managed to raise their families on a few shillings a week and kept them well fed and clothed.
Self sacrifice was foremost in our parents nature, they really knew what hard times were.
Their wonderful spirit and kindess to each other was essential if they were to overcome the perils and destruction of WWII.
These values have been passed down to us, almost like DNA they are in our genetic make up. This torch which we now carry and it's flame should never dim, but shine brightly and these same values passed on to your grandchildren too.
Cuckooite's also know how to enjoy themselves, simply and honestly, each year they travel from the four corners of the Earth to meet up for a good old fashioned knees-up in a hall near the Estate. It may sound like a strange ritual, but it's certainly not one to be missed, talented Cuckooites such as Sheila Bransfield and Mr.Finucane, the man with the golden voice, will sing their hearts out as well as dance to Roll Out The Barrel, Knees Up Muvver Brown, and other old favourites.
So "What is a Cuckooite?" certainly they are all of the above and more, if you have your own special definition of a Cuckooite .let's all hear it we'd love to know how proud you are to be one too.