Nostalgic memories of Bawtry's local history

Share your own memories of Bawtry and read what others have said

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.

Add a Memory!

It's easy to add your own memories and reconnect with your shared local history. Search for your favourite places and look for the 'Add Your Memory' buttons to begin

Displaying all 5 Memories

I was born in 1963 in bawtry and until a year ago my mum still lived there. I grew up there with many happy memories. I loved looking at at these photos, some of the shops are still the same only different names. Our neighbors owned Herrings and we used to go and buy fresh yeast and coffee in there, it used to sell everything. The high street looks so empty very different to how it is now. I remember The chocolate Box sweet ...see more
I used to sit in the window seat ,very excited as i waited for the 6-30pm bus to arrive from Bircotes hoping it would stop across the road.Hopefully the first person off the bus would be my boyfriend John. He would join me in the Wimpy Bar and here we would drink cokes and listen to the juke box until the 9pm curfew when i had to be home,or else !! Those magic nights bring back fond memories of young love ,which turned into an everlasting love as we approach our 48th wedding anniversary.
I was thrilled to see your photo of the market including Cross House Stores (the building on the far right of the picture). We lived there in 1955 for about 2 years. The front was a wine and spirits store that my father managed. I recall that the cellar of that house was over a thousand years old and had a secret passage that led to a monastry down the street that a carriage which could be driven through ...see more
I lived here on the RAF camp in a Nissen hut married quarters. I had my first baby in Worksop Hospital. I used to walk from the camp down to the village to collect my weekly RAF wife's allowance further along the road and then pushing the pram would park it outside of the bakers on  the small parade of shops on the right. Opposite was the church where my son was christened.
My parents lived at Sprotborough and were great motorcycle and sidecar enthusiasts although by 1968, the Triumph Speed Twin and sidecar had given way to a Morris Minor, later to be replaced with a Triumph Herald.  On Friday or Saturday evenings their favourite outing would be to Bawtry.  Parking in the Market Place as in this photograph, they would simply sit and watch the huge variety of traffic passing ...see more