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There is a beautiful wide paved area at Teignmouth Triangle which is a natural focal point to meet people and maybe sit and chat on one of the many benches nearby. This was the venue ...Read more

A memory of Teignmouth in 2007 by John Howard Norfolk

There is a beautiful wide paved area at Teignmouth Triangle which is a natural focal point to meet people and maybe sit and chat on one of the many benches nearby. This was the venue chosen ...Read more

A memory of St Marychurch in 2007 by John Howard Norfolk

The more I think back on this incident, the more bizzare and terryfying it seems. In 2001, around Oct/Nov, myself and a friend drove to the car park at Church Norton church at about 11:00pm. We were at ...Read more

A memory of Sidlesham in 2001 by Jon Clatworthy

I moved to High Lane with my parents when I was 15 in 2000. It was a tiny old fashioned village, so tiny infact that there was only one house and everybody in the village lived there. There was one village shop (run by Tubbs and ...Read more

A memory of High Lane in 2000

Camberley, where it all began. Where I lived half of my life so far. In your head you never leave the place you were born and raised. On a wet un-comforting day I found myself revisiting the town of my past. I was cast into ...Read more

A memory of Camberley in 1988 by André Goddard

Like alot of young Kiwis, my wife and I started our OE (Overseas experience) in 1986, and in January 1987 found ourselves in Motspur Park as a result of applying and getting bar jobs at the Earl Beatty pub. Graeme and Marie were ...Read more

A memory of Motspur Park in 1987 by Peter Van Vroonhoven

January 1977. The rain was almost horizontal that day, ice cold too, as I walked towards the hut at the delivery wharf of the Ford River Plant in Dagenham, Essex, I thought to myself that it really could not be any worse ...Read more

A memory of Dagenham in 1977 by Dave Weldon

I have the fondest memories of childhood holidays spent in Ennerdale and a deep and lasting love of the valley, brought about not only by the remote beauty but also the many, very happy times that I have spent there with ...Read more

A memory of Ennerdale Bridge in 1975 by Jackie Lambert

THE KIDD IS ALRIGHT The daylight had faded away and dusk was now dim enough to coax the streetlights to pop on, their vague orange light slowly getting brighter as their bulbs warmed. Meanwhile inside the Hamblett ...Read more

A memory of Moston in 1972 by Brian Hamblett

Balloon Woods. Most people says it was a hell hole. Yes some parts of it was. But to a child it was good. There were more quite a few blocks. Some had four floors, these were called Tansley Walk, Bealey Walk, Hartington Walk ...Read more

A memory of Wollaton in 1971 by Jean Smith