Calne, Bentley Grammar School c.1965
Memories of Calne
I still vaguely remember the smell of the slaughterhouse as I held on to my mum's hand as she dragged me through town. The oppressive red stone factory still features in my nightmares...
I was six when this photo was taken. We lived in a tiny flat in Curzon Street, basically one room, and I went to school at Fintragh, a tiny private school in two rooms part way down the high street, opposite the Post Office. This ...Read full memory
Arrived after the August bank holiday in '62, I was 16. What a time, wine women & song - I'll never forget sleeping with WRAF in billet whilst the other 15 slept! Skiving morse class, nicking a motorbike to fetch bacon sarnies from ...Read full memory
We went to a puppet show inside the Town Hall - organised by Sharpe's Toffees I think. It has to be around 1955 - 58. My father worked at RAF Yatesbury and we lived in Curzon Street. I can remember this view of the Town Hall quite ...Read full memory