I was born in Byerley Road, Shildon, just up from the picture-house - Hippodrome I think. The male population worked either in the pits or on the railways, you could tell the time by the shift-ends when the men either went to work ...Read full memory
I believe that in 1946 an RAF plane crashed in Shildon. Does anyone have any information about it? If so, please can you contact my email address via this website.
My Godmother Ruth Pallister came from Shildon. Her father and mother owned a shop there, and she would recount the story of a bull or steer that escaped from the local slaughter house, and pushed its head through the shops ...Read full memory