Friday, 29 January 2010

Where did you play when you was a kid and what where your favourite games

Next months main topic,Sally's idea to do a garden section was a great success,lets follow up with this new topic and see where we can go with it.Have fun and keep commenting We Love It.

Saturday, 23 January 2010


HAITI. In many places on Cuckooites people have said to others they
would pray for them or their loved ones, and as far as I am aware no
one has complained. I know of no reason why the mention of God should
upset anyone, so I thought perhaps some people might like to read this
and agree or not with the contents. As always it is your choice to
publish or not, but those that do not like it as they say don't have
to read it.

Don't think I am being pretentious but I was thinking. (No comments
please.)When natural disasters happen such as the Tsunami five years
ago and the recent earthquake in Haiti, I think it understandable that
people might question the existence of a loving God, because surely a
loving God would not let these things happen. Then my thoughts turned
to when he has intervened, and in one case in particular saved more
peoples lives than all of the other so called natural disasters put
together. I am thinking of Alexander Flemming and Penicillin. It is
beyond dispute that the discovery was accidental, and happened purely
by an amazing series of events. Of all the uncountable multitude of
Fungal Spores in existence, one such spore floated in to a window that
should never been left open, and landed on a culture dish that should
never been left out and spoiled the culture in it, or so it was
thought. Flemming it is well known was angry because an experiment was
ruined. As he was about to throw the culture away it dawned on him the
implications of what he was seeing. It was the discovery of a medicine
that would save more lives and suffering than any other. Flemming was
Knighted because of this discovery, and I see no reason to disagree
with the fact that he was. 1 followed by a trillion noughts would not
come close to the amount of fungal spores in existence, but the right
one floated in that window, and the rest is history. The odds of all
those things coming together by pure chance is so unbelievable, that
not accepting the hand of God was the cause is laughable. An Atheist
would need to have more faith in there being no God, than a Christian
who believes and knows there is. It is food for thought, Jim Davis.

Thursday, 21 January 2010

The Yellow Rose of Texas

Dot Tessier sent in these photo's,They planted the rose bush in remberence of her husbands mother who passed away in the U S A ,They live in Ipswich and really enjoy the site.

Wednesday, 20 January 2010

More garden photo's

Angela (Ware)Kelling sent in this photo with a moose with her two baby's in her garden in Spokane Washington last year.Paul Holt sent in the photo's of his Kiwi fruit laden with snow. in Perivale Middx.

A womens week at the gym by Beryl Nairn.


If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine

Dear Diary,
For my birthday this year, I  purchased a week of personal training at the local health club.  Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Christo, who identified himself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear.

Friends seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.
Started my day at 6:00 am. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Christo waiting for me. He is something of a Greek god-- with blond hair, dancing eyes, and a dazzling white smile.  Woo Hoo!!

Christo gave me a tour and showed me the machines.. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which he conducted his aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring!

Christo was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time he was around.
This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Christo made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air then he put weights on it!  My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile.  His rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!  It's a whole new life for me.
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it.  I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals.  Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.
Christo was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. His voice is a little too perky for that early in the morning and when he scolds, he gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.
My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Christo put me on the stair monster.  Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators?  Christo told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life.  He said some other shit too.
Asshole was waiting for me with his vampire-like teeth exposed as his thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl.  I couldn't help being a half an hour late-- it took me that long to tie my shoes.
He took me to work out with dumbbells. When he was not looking, I ran and hid in the restroom.  He sent some skinny bitch to find me.
Then, as punishment, he put me on the rowing machine-- which I sank.
I hate that bastard Christo more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic, little aerobic instructor.  If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat him with it.
Christo wanted me to work on my triceps.  I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the damn barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich.
The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher.  Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
Satan left a message on my answering machine in his grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today.  Just hearing his voice made me want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel..
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over.  I will also pray that next year my husband will choose a gift for me that is fun-- like a root canal or a hysterectomy.  I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!

Monday, 18 January 2010

Sally's garden section

First photo is of George and Joan's Key back garden
Second photo is of Tom and Sue front garden in Seattle Wash,The garden is planted with mostly large Rhoddy,s and when they bloom it is a mass of colour,this photo was taken in early Spring.

Sunday, 17 January 2010

Thursday, 14 January 2010

Sally's Garden Postings

See Peter Jordon's comments under Sally's gardening Comments please send in your photo's and comments or go ahead and post in this new section.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Cuckoo gardening section

Sally (Ware)Weston would like to see a gardening page where folks can share ideas and send in Photo's of projects they have completed.
Great idea Sally

Tuesday, 12 January 2010

St Christophers prossesion sent in by Val Bailey.

See Val's comments posted below,do you know anyone in the photo,a lot of people in this photo.
Left click on photo to enlarge.

Worst winter storm in Thirty Years

Tell us your stories and how you managed to cope with the recent snow storm that hit the United Kingdom.We would love to hear what you did to survive the Blast.

Sunday, 10 January 2010

Maurice Field was tagged in a photo.

Maurice lived in Cuckoo Avenue,he has lived in Reading this past 50 years where he was the owner of Muarices ice cream for over 45 years.Maurice is retired now but his son Paul and grandson Sam still run the family bussiness
Maurice is a big friend of Cuckooites.

Friday, 8 January 2010

Del Southon in the Rhonnda Valley

See Del's posting below,tell us your story's of when you where evacuated during the war years ,do you have any photo's to share.

Del in the Rhonnda Valley

'Del in the Rhondda.'
The mainline train, carrying the evacuees from London, stopped at Cardiff and we were split into smaller groups and put onto local lines, like the old Castle Bar. There were about twelve in my group and we finally ended up, in the dark, at Ton Pentre. We were taken into the waiting room and given a cup of tea and a sandwich. My mum had given me a self addressed, stamped envelope and a pencil so that I could write to let her know where I was, but I was fascinated by the words on the posters and signs, not knowing they were in Welsh, so I began to copy them on my notepaper. People who were to be our hosts began to arrive and one of them, a portly chap, came over to me, looked at what I was doing and said, "I'll take this young man, he looks like a scholar," and we left together. He's name was George Tewkesbury, and it turned out that he was a teacher at the school I eventually went to. His wife was named Liz and they were a lovely couple and treated me like their own son, Lesley, who was in the army.
Their house was at the top of a hill and above that I had a whole mountain as a playground. I didn't see much of the other evacuees, except at school, as they were all down in the valley. I was perfectly happy there and never felt homesick until, after eighteen months, I heard that my dad had enlisted into the army, and decided to go home to become the 'man about the house.' I did see Uncle George and Aunt Liz again when I was about sixteen and they were in London, to visit their daughter, and took the trouble to visit the Cuckoo.
See Photo of posting above Del Southon.

Thursday, 7 January 2010

Hitching a ride

Charlie (Ron)Brown
and Terry Bransfield doing their thing at the seaside in the 50's.Charlie now lives in New Zealand and just recently found this site ,he has found so many old friends.Tell us more about the photo Charlie.

Add your story's to Dereks We all have one to tell.

Happy New Year to all you Cuckooites.
After reading your write up Tom.Not wanting the blog to fail,I thought I would reminisce about some of my life spent on the Cuckoo Estate.
Starting in War time,is there anyone out there whom was evacuvated to the Rhondda Valley in South Wales.I went to a place down there with my brother Raymond,but it was to stay with my grandmother,as my father came from Tylorstown before he moved to London.When he lived there he lived not far from the boxer Jimmy Wild,who became flyweight champion of the world.My dad worked down the mines when he was 14.but decided to move to London when he was 20.and that was when he met my mother.When they were first married they lived just off the Portobello Rd in London.They moved to the Cuckoo Estate in 1937 when I was 3yrs old.My dad worked as a milkman for the United Dairys in West Ealing,this was when the milkman had horses.As I got older I would help my dad on his milk round.My dad was a keen dart player,he played at the White Hart Pub.His playing mates were, Bill Stone,Jim O'leary,both of whom came from the Cuckoo Estate.
My mum was in a gang of ladies who cut the privet hedges during the war on the estate,someone might remember them.
I lived in Westcott Cresc. and I am wondering if anyone remembers some of my neighbours,ones I can remember were, Ted Grimes,Billy Goodacre,Audrey Barton,Bill & Winnie Fowler.
Pherhaps if you could post a catagorie for Life stories and I can carry on Tom.
All the best Derek.

Wednesday, 6 January 2010

Relics from the past

How many of you men out there remember the short pants our Mom's made us wear.We could not wait to get our first pair of long trousers.

Fossie (Shelvey)Boyce up and about

Great to see Flossie up and about,Lynn sent in the photo's taken at New Years Eve party.Lynn and Sue in the second photo all dressed up to the nines.

Fw: Your Yearly Dementia Test.

Hi. Tom, if I havn't already said, HAPPY NEW YEAR.
This should get some minds working.
Kind regards

Bob Stevens

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Your Yearly Dementia Test

It's that time of year to take our annual senior citizen test.
Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles. As we grow older, it's important to keep mentally alert. If you don't use it, you lose it! Below is a very private way to gauge your loss or non-loss of intelligence.
Take the test presented here to determine if you're losing it or not. The spaces below are so you don't see the answers until you've made your answer.
OK, relax, clear your mind and begin.

1. What do you put in a toaster?

Answer: "bread." If you said "toast," give up now and do something else.
Try not to hurt yourself. If you said, bread, go to Question 2.

2. Say "silk " five times. Now spell "silk." What do cows drink?

Answer: Cows drink water. If you said "milk," don't attempt the next question. Your brain is over-stressed and may even overheat. Content yourself with reading a more appropriate literature such as Auto World. However, if you said "water", proceed to question 3.

3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a green house made from?

Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass. If you said "green bricks," why the hell are you still reading these???
If you said "glass," go on to Question 4.



4. It's twenty years ago, and a plane is flying at 20,000 feet overGermany (If you will recall,  Germany at the time was politically divided into  West Germany and  East Germany .) Anyway, during the flight, two engines fail. The pilot, re alizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he can do so and the plane fatally crashes smack in the middle of "no man's land" between  East Germany and  West Germany . Where would you bury the survivors? East Germany, West Germany, or no man's land"?

Answer: You don't bury survivors.
If you said ANYTHING else, you're a dunce and you must stop. If you said, "You don't bury survivors", proceed to the next question.

5. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from Londonto Milford Haven in  Wales . In  London , 17 people get on the bus. In  Reading
, six people get off the bus and nine people get on. In Swenson, two people get off and four get on. In  Cardiff , 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In  Swansea , three people get off and five people get on.   In  Carmarthen , six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at  Milford Haven.
What was the name of the bus driver?

Answer: Oh, for crying out loud!
Don't you remember your own name? It was YOU!!

Now pass this a long to all your friends and pray they do better than you.

PS: 95% of people fail most of the questions!!

















Monday, 4 January 2010

Finnally an explanation

This is India where we go when we have online problems.No wonder we get nowhere with our connections,Sent in by Terry Finucine.

Three old friends who found each other thru this site.

Peter Sibley,John Corsham and Tom Higginbottom ,we where school friends and found each other thru this site.Here we are playing a round of golf in Basingstoke on one of my recent trips to the U K

Lost and Found

If you have been lost and you are new to our website please introduce yourself here. If you are looking for someone or you have found a old friend thru this website please share your experience.

Relic from the Past

607 trolley bus route was from Hayes but where did it finally end up at.This relic was posted by Peter Jordon

Sunday, 3 January 2010

January 2010 Chat page

Yesterday Saturday 2nd January we had 150 people visit our website,but less than ten people bothered to leave a comment.Please get involved and tell us about your self,engage in this chat page and if you can not figure out how to post a comment please email me at and I will post your comments for you.

Friday, 1 January 2010

Letter from the Editor

Happy New Year Cuckooites,

I am reporting to you from my position as Editor of this website.We are now ending the third year we have been on the web,we have had great success sometimes but lately we have started to falter and in my words become very boring and mundane.The life blood of this website is when Cuckooites send in old photo's and story's they remember from the past and engage in the postings they find interesting.Sadly this has stopped happening and I have nothing to work with to keep this site vibrant and exciting to visit.It needs chat and conversation from you all not just a few who have tried hard to keep it going but I think will agree it has become harder and harder.What happens in early 2010 will decide our fate as I for one are not interested in spending my time for a loosing cause.We have a good thing and it will be missed by many as we have up to 1500 visitors a week at our peek ,but in the end it will be up to you if we survive and become the vibrant site everyone wants.Our work is not done as we continue to find old friends and neighbors all over this world who are excited to find old friends from their childhood.

I hope we get the response we need to carry on but if we should fail I want to say it has been fun.

Your Editor Tommy


sally ware said...

Happy new Year to you and yours Tommy. I do hope you keep on with this site. i know I for one do not comment very much but I do enjoy reading the comments and banter. I will make a New Year Resolution to visit and comment once a week at least, more if i have time.Perhaps people feel as I do that what I have to say may not be of any interest to most people. love Sally x x x

jim davis said...

I agree with you 100% Tom. Sometimes I wonder why you bother, perhaps Cuckooites has had its day. It has been good in the past and could be again, but without the desire of folk to get involved then sadly I think the writing is on the wall.

bob stevens said...

Happy new year to all Cuckooite's wherever you may be and to all the 1500 or so people who also visit the site and please, please contribute if you will.
Tommy your point of veiw and comments relating have hit hard and fast and I am sure will show results.
I for one and many, many, more enjoy reading the comments and "going back down memory lane" but, apart from the daily routine we endure, not so much more can be written about ones 40s and 50s memories.
How about a new comment page,
"how did you get where you are today and what did it take to get here"
"a day in the life of a cuckooite"
Your efforts and determiation will decide the future, let you not be down hearted for a wonderful job done thus far.We, being Cuckooites, will not go down, let's get the ship floating again and look forward to a greater 2010.

Grace said...

Tommy your words are so true have read comments but have not written much lately what with xmas and new baby things have been hectic but i will promise to write more often in the new year .it got me thinking when i was in my teens i often wondered if i would live long enough to see the year 2000 and here we are in the year 2010 i wish all cuckooites a very happy new year and please keep this site alive.i have made so many friends these last 18 months and hope to make many more XXX

Bert Merrett said...

Hello Tom, Many thanks for your good wishes and we hope you have a great New Year with good health.

Your message sounds a bit despondent, but as the Romans say (in latin of course) "don't despair".
Year end is a time when people get busy spending money, counting their coppers, writing letters and cards
and doing all the things that have been neglected during the rest of the year. I was looking at my stamp collection and noticed that it had not been touched since 2008 so that is one example of how easily things get behind. After 18 years of retirement I really have no excuse.
What it boils down to, I think, is the old saying of "never do today what you can put off until tomorrow" or something like that.
Anyway you have done a great job for Cuckooland and its many Cuckooites and I am glad to have been able to find it. A lot of other people obviously feel the same way. Stay with it and a New Year Dawns.
Bert (alias Bill) Merrett.

Yvonneh said...

I know it feels as though sometimes you are bashing your head against a brick wall. Hopefully after our rallying calls on site "people will come"
Already you have had two newby's leaving their comments.I really believe that this site means so much to so many people, Jim dont you dare sound so despondant, be positive, there are people all over the world linking in to this site, allthey have to do now is respond with their veiws, even if it is just to say how much they get from the site, and what more can be done to encourage them to contribute. I personally think that there are a lot of memories still uncovered and surely plenty of photos out there that other people would be interested in. Tom listen to us women, we wont give up on you, you have put too much work and time into this site to let it die. So come on you cuckooites, you have a unique site,
All you need is 10 mins a week to make a contribution to the site, you will be surprised how much you will enjoy making new friends and finding the old. All with one thing in common, our roots. Tom thankyou. All Cuckooites "A VERY HAPPY,HEALTHY AND PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR" Say after me "I resolve to write one article a week for the site"