THIS CHANNEL IS ALL ABOUT NOSTALGIA. I SET THE CHANNEL UP BECAUSE I DID NOT THINK THAT THERE WAS ENOUGH ABOUT OLD BRISTOL ON YOU TUBE. I HAVE TAKEN AND COLLECTED PHOTOS OF BRISTOL FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER (I AM NOW 70). MY CHANNEL HAS 2 MAIN THEMES 'BRISTOL AS IT WAS' AND 'RAILWAYS OF BRISTOL'. BUT IT ALSO GIVES ME THE OPPORTUNITY TO INCLUDE VIDEOS OF MY OTHER INTERESTS INCLUDING FAIRGROUND HISTORY, BRISTOL BUSES, MODEL RAILWAYS AND GENERAL NOSTALGIA.
THE PICTURES IN THESE VIDEOS HAVE EITHER BEEN TAKEN BY ME OR COLLECTED OVER THE LAST 50 YEARS. IN MANY CASES THE ORIGINAL SOURCE OF THE IMAGE IS NOT KNOWN. IF I HAVE USED A PHOTO ORIGINALLY TAKEN BY YOU THEN PLEASE LET ME KNOW SO THAT A SUITABLE ACKNOWLEDGMENT CAN BE MADE. WITHOUT THE WORK OF MANY INDIVIDUALS OVER THE YEARS, VIDEOS LIKE THESE, WHICH PROVIDE SO MUCH ENJOYMENT TO VIEWERS, COULD NOT BE MADE. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THEM.
3:12 Went past this spot a few weeks ago and the smell of creosote tar is overpowering. A lot of it must have leached into the ground from the former wood yard. At least a few of the older buildings are being re-used, so not all is lost.
I was born in 1948, sorry but these pictures remind me of how bloody awful it was back then. Nevertheless thought that it was well made so, well done to whoever made it.
Poor ,. happy , lots of abuse and casual racism , yes the 60`s . Bullying at schools was terrible and random strangers could hit kids . However access to dangerous fireworks , unsafe building sites and dumped scooters made up for it .
I was born 1950 we did not have as kids have today,but we were far happier and safer in our community,I find it harder these days than ever before folk are not as friendly,and there is a huge divide of have and have not.i knew all my neighbours by name and everyone helped each other out.these days many folk don’t know who or what there neighbours do for a living if they even see them.the world is a far dangerous place than ever before so sad 😢
Look what the establishment politicians council control freak morons have done now including the mayor of Bristol absolutely ridiculous joke to the people who pay council tax, can't believe they were elected by us
I have zero nostalgia for polio/leg irons/flick knives/smallpox/incest /outside toilets etc I think 2024 is great ! That's coz I am not a dull old coffin-dodger. I am 76.
1:53 shows a very interesting photo of Fishponds Rd bridge. It shows Eastville park stretching all the way to the embankment of Clifton Extension before Muller Rd was built, or New Rd as it was first called, before being named after George Muller. To the extreme right is the very elaborate original water fountain, all that remains today is the plinth.
Now Staple Road and whole Easton is a dump. I have just passed by this morning and the area is out of control, drugs, rubbish, homeless, furniture everywhere. Unfortunately this is goong to other parts of the city. Bristol used to be nice, not anymore
I used to play on the bomb sites of Easton in the early 60,s and left in 1980. There was a good community then and it wasn't over crowded and relatively safe. There was drugs and prostitution and of course the riot in Paul's but in the main it was small scale. Unfortunately things do look like they have declined despite all the businesses that are open. Theft is definitely on the rise but that's reflective in most areas now. Nobody wants to clean up now, it's probably not safe and waste costs to dispose of 🤷 Bristol is one of the best cities in the UK if you got money. But for the majority it's very expensive and if anything now over populated with people that don't make the effort to be open and friendly.
This brings back memories of my childhood. Lived in Kennion Road overlooking Troopers Hill. Attended Air Balloon school, then St George Park school before finishing at St George Upper school. Spent a lot of time on troopers Hill and St George park. I loved the Clarks pie shop. Pies, pasties, and sausage rolls. 1960's 70's
GE Mountford was an amazing shop. A real old school iron mongers. I could spend hours in there looking at old packets of screws and tools! Happy days 😊
Fabulous collection ✨I loved the Bristol’s, best looking sounding buses ever built. If I had to choose a favourite Bristol, it would be the RELL with the big flat windscreen and the raucous sounding Leyland engine ! Great, fond memories of them all when I was a nipper in the early ‘70’s’ 🥰
The film Cliffhanger is from 1993 the release of the first iPhone was in 2007 Amazon was just coming into being out of a garage by Jeff Bezos in 1994. The nails to Broadmeads coffin were being forged and was just a matter of time. My prediction for life in the near future or similar timescale is the rise of AI. It will change how we do everything exponentially.
Iwas a child in 1930s and until Tony Blair got to be PM Britain was a place to be proud off,all those who perished saving democracy during ww1 and 2 were sold down the river by Blair with IRAQ WAR LIES AND CONNIVING WITH THE EU TO PURSUE HIS POSSILBLE PRESIDENCY OF IT HE OPEN THE DOORS TO MILLIONS OF IMMIGRANTS, HE RUINED BRITAIN S CULTURE,WAY OF LIFE .adisgrace and insult to those who made BRITAIN GREAT !!!!!
Twenty years before my time, so I don't relate to it at all, I grew up in Bristol from 1981 and lived there until 2018. This is is to me, what 1990s/2000's Bristol is to kids/teenagers now. They will never know a busy high street, the magic of Christmas and what they don't know they won't miss. High streets that we knew up until the late 2000's will be a thing of the past but they don't know what to replace them with.
Great photos as a train spotter I well remember walking from Temple Meads to Barrow Road MPD in the late 50s. What amazed me about the photos was the lack of rubbish and graffiti. The area was not very wealthy but there is still an air of things being spick and span - almost Bristol fashion. The contrast to today is very depressing indeed. John
Nice to see the area where i once lived can't help but notice the sudden increase in shops requiring security shutters as the local population changes. Stapleton road and fishponds went the same way, bit of a correlation going on there
I was born in 1963, in a small mining village in rural Kent, and we had 2 Grocery shops, a separate Post Office/ Newsagents, a Co-Op mini market, a Butchers shop, a Fish and Chip shop, and a Drapers/Wool Shop. Today, only 1 village shop with combined Post Office remains. During any given week in the 60s/70s, we had:- The Milkman (daily). The Bakers Van (daily). The Postman (daily) The Ice cream van (daily during summer). The Corona pop van (when corona was a fizzy drinks brand, not a disease). The R Whites pop van (Mmmm, Cream Soda) The Rag and Bone Horse and Cart. The Peanuts/ Toffee apples van. The Seafood van. (Cockles, winkles, whelks etc) The Wet Fish van. (Cod, Haddock, Plaice etc) The Butchers van. The Fruit and veg van. The Coal mans lorry (Monthly 15cwt of coal, that's 3/4 ton, carried round to the back of the house in sacks, and emptied into your bunker). The Bin lorry (Weekly, they would come to the back of the house, and pick up your galvanised bin onto their shoulders and back out to the road, and then bring the empty bin back to the rear of the property). The Knife/blade sharpener (Monthlyish). The Insurance man (Provident, or Prudential, or Liv Vic) The Pools boy (that was me at 10 years old, delivering the football pools coupons and collecting the money, for the Princely wage of 50p per week). The paper boy/girl (daily). The local poacher, with a couple of rabbits, or pheasants, or ducks. That's a lot of enterprise in such a small village. Then we would call for all of our mates at about 07:30am and go out until it got dark every day (Parents had no idea where we were).😁😁
With so much development space available, you have to ask why were good houses demolished and why was a close knit community fractured. People on a street see each other and keep in touch - those in high rises only chance upon their neighbour if encountered at the entrance or on a floor,in a lift.
Well done Dave. I came to Bristol in '52 t was so much nicer then. Hard to imagine now that it's turned into graffiti city, occupied by layabouts, wasters, students (far too many) and a large detritus of humanity, all led by our wonderful useless Labour council, and the "woke" brigade.
