Nostalgic memories of Moorsholm's local history

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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.

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My grandmother was born in Moorsholm but moved to Lingdale when she got married. I remember visiting her all through my childhood and had many fond memories of both villages. At Easter time all the children of the village participated in a church parade and eggs were exchanged between family members. (These were decorated hard boiled eggs) Families went to the Easter Fields which were between Lingdale ...see more
Harry Vaughan (grandad), Jenny Vaughan (grandma) and mum, sister, brother and I lived here. I learned to cycle where the car is. Grandad had a Ford Anglia - remember them? His was a deluxe, you'd have thought he'd won the pools. We had an alsation cross and he got into the farmers chickens. His name was Rex. One winter, on the way to school, the bus got stuck in the snow and we had to walk all the way back home..ahh happy days...
I have happy memories of a summer spent with my Nannie and Grandad Gibbs. I remember walking down this street, passing 'Auntie Martha's' to the post office every day with Grandad. He used to buy me chocolate cigarettes every day. I would 'smoke' these on my walk down the lane to the woods with him. I also remember the milk churns that would be at the end of the lane. My daughter still has the little brown bear ...see more
I can remember the late 50s, early 60s, coaches from Scarborough used to stop here, the titles says why, it still brings back my childhood memories when I drive past.