Barsham, Suffolk

Rhoos Hall (aka Roos Hall or Rose Hall)

Previously I had posted to My Memories, a much longer, "informative" post, but I learned from further research that a lot of what I had previously heard was not accurate in fact.  My memories remain unchanged, regardless of the more accurate details so kindly provided to me.  It had never before occured to me to go to the best source of... [more]

Maurice Dunn (Alberta, Canada)

Playing Cowboys and Indians, down the steps, and along the cliff, after coming out of the old Picture House on a Saturday afternoon, in the Second World War years.

Bungay and Woodton

Early years - Nurse Britton was a friend as she was to most I believe. I was too young to be exact with memories but my gran lived opposite Whitemans shop which got hit by a bomb in the Second World War. I remember the garage which sold Ford cars as the man said he would keep the car on display(Ford... [more]

Living in a train

My mother lived for a time in an old railway carriage close to the post office store - it later became used by a tailor for his business.
MY grandad Charles Webster in the 60's helped to forge and erect the old swings and seesaw which stood on the rise just beside the edge of Orchard Valley prefab... [more]

Wilfred Albert Parsk

I think my Grandfather was born on this street! He was called Wilfred Albert Parsk and fought in the Somme at about 16 years of age He never spoke much about the war but I know he lost a lot of his friends. He died in the 1980s but his memory is still cherished!

The Thoroughfare.

My great auntie and uncle (The Ransbys) lived at the Bungalow in the Thoroughfare,can anyone remember them ?
I'd be interested to know.

Thankyou

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a long time ago

In memory land way back in the mists of time, two small boys left these shores and sailed away across the seas to New Zealand, the land of the All Blacks rugby team.  They left behind many fond memories and have never really forgotten their roots.  Also, close family ties remain still in the village beavering away at their remaining places... [more]

Somerleyton Primary School

My first memories of school were of Miss Barwood the First Year teacher. She lived in Oulton, driving to school in a china blue Morris Minor. The school was heated by coke fires in each class which a monitor would stoke up during the winter. We would often throw coke at each other after classes. Unfortunately one day the Morris was... [more]