Nostalgic memories of Beccles's local history

Share your own memories of Beccles 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.

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  • How the location features in your personal history?
  • The memories this place inspires for you?
  • Stories about the community, its history and people?
  • People who were particularly kind or influenced your time in the community.
  • Has it changed over the years?
  • How does it feel, seeing these places again, as they used to look?

This week's Places

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Yes, I remember this view very well. My father worked for the Eastern Electricity Board, which is pictured on the right of the picture. I was 15 at the time. I would like to know if the EEB is still there and does anyone else remember this picture around this time?
how many ingates are there in Suffolk. when I visited beccles in 2010 the pub had changed to a hotel my surname is Ingate
Location: Burgh St Peter, Beccles: My sister and brother-in-law (Ronald and Shirley Miller), owned a small timber cottage above the dyke on Dicks Mount during 1960-1970's. It was a charming one or two bedroom cottage and they had a dinghy moored on the dyke. My brother-in-law lived there more than my sister as he was writing radio plays at the time but apparently and mysteriously, ...see more
I attended music lessons here in the late fifties on a Saturday morning. Did anyone else do the same? Beautiful building inside.
I remember my mother telling me that her brother had a similar experience to this around the 1920's (approx). He was riding his bicycle through the churchyard and saw, what looked like someone clinging to the wall in the churchyard, (which is quite a drop down from the other side onto Puddingmoor). But when he took a closer look to see if he could perhaps help the person - there was no-one there at all! He must have cycled home very quickly after that experience!
Stafford W Brown was a boarder at Beccles College during WW1. The last three Sundays of every term each had a special feature. First came One Button Sunday, when every boy undid the top button of his jacket for the day. The second was Pinch Pudding Sunday. At lunch, after the main course, jam tart was served, and the custom was for boys to steal each others portion by stabbing with their ...see more
My father, Stafford Brown, was a student at Beccles College during the First World War. He stayed with the Knights family of Puddingmoor. Mr Knights, who was a wherryman, told of a strange event that happened to him one evening. He had been returning home from the town, and took his usual short cut through the churchyard. When he arrived at the top of the steps, he encountered what he could only ...see more
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 factual information, the Town of Beccles, of which Roos ...see more
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.