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Looking at the Tyne as in Tyne Valley c1955 Ref: P265001
This image of Prudhoe and the Tyne Valley is very interesting because the Northern or Ovingham side has not changed greatly. Field boundaries etc are as I look at. But the southern side where the photographer stood is now and has been since the 1970s a mass of houses. Prudhoe Castle First School is probably somewhere in the near aspect of the view.
A memory of Prudhoe contributed by Robert Forsythe
george maddison
thanks to this photograpgh i have identified a photograph of my late father taken in 1954 we all thought it was the hexham bridge but now know it is the bywell bridge by the number and type of arches over the river
thanks
philip maddison
My first visit to Nelson Village
My mother originated from Nelson Village and took us for our first visit when I was twelve years old. Her father (Joseph Heslop) worked down the pits, sadly he passed away before I was born. We met another couple, Mr and Mrs Kenny, who were very fond of my mother as a child. They were so pleased to see her and made us all so welcome. No one comes close to the friendliness and generosity that's shown from the Geordies. I will never forget my first visit and I hope I have more to come. Sadly my mum's passed away now but hopefully one day I will meet her relatives.
A memory of Nelson Village contributed by davina smith
Happy days
I was born in No. 23 Hastings Street in 1950 (is anyone still living there?). Moved away 1968. Was a regular client of the cinema (flea pit ) at Klondyke. I remember the coal trains running above the road betweewn High Pit and Klondyke. The road dipped down under the bridge then rose up the other side. Long since gone. I spent my evenings, as a child, exploring the Cramlington countryside by torchlight. You cannot do that today. Happy days!!
A memory of Cramlington contributed by mick flynn