My lovely old East end I grew up in poplar there wasn't a better place too grow up in. Look at the state of it now the cockney English people are nearly gone makes me so sad but these old videos takes everybody down memory lane. 😢
Bringing back memories of claiming the best spot outside the dog track on Saturday Tuesday and Thursday doing penny for the guy and taking the money in from people who had won,then spending my money on a tiny tears doll.after bonfire night we’d go on to do carol singing wether people wanted it or not and keep on singing till they gave us a few pennies to get rid of us.the rag and bone man ringing his bell at11 o’clock everyday,putting sock’s on our hands cuz we had no glove’s and pushing an old pram to go get half hundred weight of coal from clarkies coal yard..ahhh the good old bad old days 😢😢
Anyone heard or knows anything about a long gone street in Poplar called Monnet, monny or maybe monnie street? That's how it was told to me through the generations but nobody ever wrote it down. My family come from East London going back at least 200 + years but I'm having so much trouble finding anything out because so many of the streets were demolished! I do admire any of the original families who managed to stay on there. I wished my parents didn't get forced out from hundreds of years family history.
My lovely old East end I grew up in poplar there wasn't a better place too grow up in. Look at the state of it now the cockney English people are nearly gone makes me so sad but these old videos takes everybody down memory lane. 😢
These pictures show people who had nothing but was the most decent people on the planet proper photos
Agreed poor but honest and trustworthy,
Watching this video and in the line of men, I think out side employment place I saw my Dad, as we have the still of the picture.
Another superb video...
Bringing back memories of claiming the best spot outside the dog track on Saturday Tuesday and Thursday doing penny for the guy and taking the money in from people who had won,then spending my money on a tiny tears doll.after bonfire night we’d go on to do carol singing wether people wanted it or not and keep on singing till they gave us a few pennies to get rid of us.the rag and bone man ringing his bell at11 o’clock everyday,putting sock’s on our hands cuz we had no glove’s and pushing an old pram to go get half hundred weight of coal from clarkies coal yard..ahhh the good old bad old days 😢😢
Anyone heard or knows anything about a long gone street in Poplar called Monnet, monny or maybe monnie street? That's how it was told to me through the generations but nobody ever wrote it down. My family come from East London going back at least 200 + years but I'm having so much trouble finding anything out because so many of the streets were demolished! I do admire any of the original families who managed to stay on there. I wished my parents didn't get forced out from hundreds of years family history.
Memories. Thank you.
Beautiful
Bring it back!
Playing leap frog in the graveyard, but they would never damage the stones on purpose. Just something to do.
Not a Hijab or Burka to be seen...
That what happens when one chooses to invade and colonise other countries for personnel greed and gain
@@sudgur990 Yes thats pretty much true for all countries.
I have to laugh as there are always the same racist tossers turning up in the comments.
@@Bruce-vq7ni Really. Give me some examples in the last 300 yesrs
He made a good valid point thoe racist or not