Kegworth, Derbyshire

Long Whatton Primary School

My name is Sandra Faure nee Cartlidge.
I have wonderful memories of my childhood in Long Whatton, especially those when I was at the Primary School.
Anyone remember Mrs Sharpe and Mrs Varnam?
Mrs Sharpe was a lovely person and I feel that we all got a good start in life having her as our teacher. She taught us so... [more]

Evacuees to Normanton in 1941

My elder brother, Alan Crook, and I were evacuated from Sheffield during the blitz of, I think, 1941. We stayed, as far as I can recall, in a large house, I believe the Manse, attached to the Church. (St. James ?). I was about 6 at the time so my memories are a little hazy ! We... [more]

HEY UP ME DUCK

1953 were a special year for me and Great Britain - we climbed Everest, the Coronation, the parties. We had just moved into a new council estate, they were all prefrabricated houses after the war and supposed to only last a few years to help the housing shortage, but they are still standing. The estate had a green in the centre... [more]

snow on the university site

I remember when the snow was really heavy, I was about 6 years old and I lived with my grandparent and mother on New Ashby Road, just over the road from the Loughborough University. My uncles and Aunts took me over to the university with a sledge, we had a wonderful time sledging and making a giant sized snow man...... [more]

In loving memory of my dad JIMMY aka james chambers.!!

I want my dad to be remembered by all you that knew him he was born in coalville and spent his days growing up in witwick.The memories i have of my dad are all good he was always smiling and doing benny hill impresions.Iremember he always had a smile for everyone and everybody who he met loved him he was a... [more]

Working on the boats.

The wooden boats in the picture belong to the riverside restaurant, out of shot to the right. As a teenager, in 1974, it was my job on a Sunday afternoon to hire these out. We did have a few people fall out of the boats, but no one complained. A warm brew and some towels was all it... [more]

My Beautiful Grandmother

My beautiful grandmother was just that and hailed from Woodhouse Eaves or so I think. I am trying to find history regarding my family and found this site which may be useful. I remember Grandma talking of her past, youth, friends and relatives and as a child used to be enthralled with this lovely lady and seeing those magnificent photos of... [more]

Fond Memories

I grew up in Woodhouse Eaves from 1943-53, living in Beacon Road, number 65. My grandfather Handley lived in the last house in that row of white cement-rendered houses, it had the only garage in the row in which he kept his Austin tourer circa 1930. Mum, Dad and myself used to sit in the dicky seat which was the boot... [more]