Two 1963 photographs of the 266 (Stockton) Squadron Air Training Corps, which met weekly at a property in Yarm Road, near Hartburn Lane. The photographs were originally taken for a feature in the Evening Gazette. The Officer shown is Squadron Leader RJ Gowring, the group’s leader.
Photographs and details courtesy of Frank Connolly.
For those not familiar with ICI and it’s apprentice/youth trainee schemes, the Discoverer Course was character building and a pre-cursor of the team building events held today. The course was held at a tented camp at Ingleby Greenhow. The term “Discoverer” meant that over the two-week period of the course, both the ICI youth management team and ourselves, were to discover what leadership, decision making and team working skills we possessed, if any. The participants on the course were 17 and 18 year-old apprentices and process youths from both ICI Billingham and Wilton, who had to put themselves forward for selection for the two week course. At the camp we were divided into teams and then coached in outward-bound skills by a team of Instructors, Jeff Taylor being one of them. The head Instructor was Frank Sterret, seated front centre, he was one of the youth training managers at ICI Billingham.
The activities we were engaged in, included, rock climbing and abseiling on the Wainstones, forestry skills, that included tree felling and retrieval, with Forestry Commission staff and constructing timber structures, as can be seen in the photograph back left, we also did night hikes and a three day hike, where we were given a set of map coordinates with which we had to hike to a given destination. To prove we had plotted our route correctly, we had to leave evidence of our “visit” at the said coordinates, like leaving a note under a pile of stones, which was checked out later by the Instructors. During these hikes we had to sleep out in bivouacs that we had to make from branches, heather and bracken.
There were also plenty of onsite activities, including, kitchen duties, cooking on old army stoves with the camp cook, Bert Blackmore and cleaning out the latrines, I can still smell the Racasan fluid now !!. And who can ever forget the early morning “Wakey! Wakey!” call for the cross country run, ending with a crawl through a stream culvert and finally the ice cold shower. I also can remember returning home after the course was finished feeling totally knackered and sleeping for the whole weekend. What great days, we were very lucky young men to have the opportunities that ICI afforded us.
I have tried to name as many of the ICI Billingham participants as possible, apologies for any incorrect or missing names… but it was 55 years ago!!
This is the first ever Discoverer Camp at Ingleby Greenhow in June 1965. Ray Teigh instructor back row 1st left, (myself) Jeff Taylor back row 6th left, Jimmy Embleton back row 7th left, Frank Sterrett instructor middle row 1st left, Robert Crallan middle row 3rd right.
This photograph shows the Bone Street garage staff of C.W. Chapman & Son from around the mid 1940s. My father William (Bill) Longmuir is far left with who I believe is Walter Chapman standing next to him. My father began his apprenticeship with Chapmans as a Fitter and Turner in 1940 and was subsequently employed as a Tradesman. He left in 1946 to do his two years of National Service and returned to Chapmans in 1948 working almost exclusively with developing equipment for the Blast furnace Industry. He left in 1954 to work at ICI Billingham until emigrating to Australia in 1963. Hopefully someone recognises the other faces in this photo and can put names to them.
Photograph and details courtesy of Graham Longmuir.
A school photograph capturing the scoundrels of form 4A if memory serves, I think it was 1970 but I’m not sure… I found it among my deceased mothers possessions and thought some my like to have a shot at putting names to faces, identify the living…. and the departed. I can name almost all. I am second from the right front row sat next to Tony Bailey first right. With “Billy Cap” sitting proudly in the centre who ruled over the class with a rod of iron, and a table tennis bat with which he dealt out summary justice on the spot!
Photograph and details courtesy of Craig Harrison.
I believe this was taken during a concert or pantomine at St. Mary’s Girls School c1925/30. My aunt is sitting in the centre. I’m afraid I have no idea of the other girls’ names. My aunt, Madge Moore, born in 1919 unfortunately died of Leukaemia in 1936. Her twin was Denny, her other brothers were Jim and Tom and her sister was Kitty, my mother.
Photograph and details courtesy of Kay Naylor nee Allinson now living in Leeds but still a Stockton girl at heart.
Can anyone help? This photograph shows the Stockton Domino Charity Cup. I’m not sure of the names of people or the year. It must belong to someone in my wider family history as the cup was passed on to the grandson of my uncle. My uncle’s name was James Fallon. Please let me know if anyone knows anything about it.
My dad’s name is Peter Fawbert and he is to the left of the photograph. He was born in 1943 and worked at Head Wrightson from being an apprentice until he was 30, so I imagine he was in his teens/early twenties when this photograph was taken, which would put it at around 1960-1970. I do know that he was a fitter and turner. The guy to the right is his friend Peter Such (I think that’s the correct spelling). They remained friends after leaving Head Wrightson.
Photograph and details courtesy of Meriel Fawbett.
Life experiences were gained with participating as a member in the Boys Brigade. Goals achieved through many disciplines of activities and badges attained to show your progress. Sharing responsibilities and respect with others in the company with pride in what is achievable, both individually and as a team. The photograph only shows me, though the trophy represents the first aid team and coach/officer in 1970. Many bonds of friendship were established at that time and held in high esteem as one remembers back. The officers then coached in many ways with enthusiasm and dedication in their duties. A mantle to carry forward for future generations to aspire, a wonderful organisation to have been a part of in my life.