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.
