Foulridge, Lancashire

Highcliffe then in Hants

In 1960 or possibly 1961 I went to Highcliffe with my pal for a holiday. We rode there on our motorcycles from High Wycombe in Bucks.

We had a chalet on the beach with my parents but lied it was ours alone. It seemed more cool at the time. During the week we were lucky enough to meet two lovely... [more]

White Bear

A nice picture of the Whire Bear, but not quite reality - where is the mill behind it and Stansfield's plumbers next door?

A visit with a Great Aunt and Uncle

In 1970 my Grandparents (Mr & Mrs Harold Hall of Winnipeg, Canada) and I spent some time with my Grandmother's sister, Ethel Mills and her husband John.
We had a family reunion and dinner in a restaurant.  About 20 relations attended.  I did not know anyone.  Would any one remember that visit and would they like to make contact with... [more]

my first day in Barlick

My first memory of Barnoldswick was coming off a laycocks bus on station road outside the conservative club, it was a lovely july morning, wakes week as it was called then. my reason for the visit was to see my sister Margaret Honeyman, who had moved here a year or two previousley With me on this visit was my sister... [more]

Marsden Park swimming pool

I have a host of memories of MPSP.

The earliest is from the 1950s when I used to play on the fountain -- seen in the foreground -- with my cousins (Towers) who would visit from Cleveleys.

It was also the first place where I saw a girl's breast. To the left was a 2 or 3 tiered diving... [more]

Marsden Park

I can remember the only time I went in the pool at Marsden Park. I couldn't swim and was about 7 years old. For some reason prob the cold water my mum didn't want  to go in the water so a neighbour took me in. That was the only time I ever went in. I live in Australia now and have... [more]

Borough Hotel

This photo brings back a lot of memories for me as a kid aged 5 in 1971, when me and my older brother spent around 3 hours on a Saturday afternoon playing outside the pub(Borough Hotel) and the steps of Woolworths (just a bit further up the street). Waiting for one of our parents to come out of the pub every... [more]

bondstreet31@hotmail.com

I was 19 years old and loved cycling. My aim was to cycle from Blackpool, where I lived, to Barley Youth Hostel on Pendle Hill. Unfortunately, I calculated too little time to reach my destination and found myself at the bottom of Pendle Hill, Padiham, I think, at 5.pm. in December. It was pitch black and the battery on... [more]