Nostalgic memories of Corby's local history
Share your own memories of Corby and read what others have said
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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Went there when Miss Bevan was Headmistress and Mr Whyte was English teacher...not a happy time there lol,but now living in Germany---Stephen Pashley.wonder if i´m remembered lol
i remember the flower beds all over corby and going to school in deep snow along occupation road i also remember stevens fair coming to the s and l ground and also abbots and thurston's pulling onto the west glebe at the top end from kelvin grove i also remember billy smarts circus on the s and l ground then in the mid 60s i ran the dances in the church hall on studfall ave and the saturday night dances at corby civic center untill the late 60s that's just some of my memory's fred jelley
We moved into 1Greenhill Rise in 1958 when it was the very edge of town, the United counties bus turned around next to the house. We watched the building all around us and watched them build St Andrews, it was directly across the street from our house, will never forget the night it burned down. I was a paperboy at Greens newsagents until they opened Forbouys where I transferred as head paperboy.
My father was a ...see more
Hi,
I am trying g to trace a long lost relative. Hisn ame was William Stewart, born around 1945 to 47 , in Corby. I am lead to believe he was a specialist welder travelling all over the place welding. I am lead to believe that he work on a contract at Dounreay Nuclear plant near Thurso,Highlands in the mid to late 60's.
Any information would be gratefully received.
Many Thanks
John
I remember those days Steve and the great big firegard and outside toilets
Mick Page
I remember coming to Corby from South Wales and living in Landseer Court. My dad loved Corby, my mum not so much , we had nothing to what we had had in Wales, but it was getting dad out of the pit. We had a great market, and good shops, shame it has not advanced as it should have. I love the wooded areas and also the big black swan which as disappeared, shame, but there you go. The cinema down the old village every Sunday night, the Open Hearth and Dougie King, are my memories.
I went along on Saturday morning. One time, however, the smile was wiped off my face after being introduced to my first Woodbine. A great lesson that lasted until I finally succumbed to smoking properly when I was 18.
I so remember Rockingham Road Shops and "early" Corby.
I lived in Derbyshire but we often visited Gran who lived at Faraday Grove. Aged just 5 I was sent to Corby (1949) for a month whilst my sister was born. I went to the school further up towards Occupation Road and next to the methodist Church.
Further down towards the village (as it was then) there was the Post Office pockmarked with bullets. ...see more
This is Corby Town Centre as I will always remember it. Long before the pedestrianization of Corporation Street, and long before a new building on Market Square obliterated the social heartland of the town! This was a town centre that was alive, moving, vibrant.
As I look at this picture, there are many memories that come flooding back. In 1960 I was barely two years old, so I don't recall much from this year, ...see more
Greetings from Canada!
O how this picture brings back memories. I was raised on nearby Argyll Street in the late 50's and 60's, and the area shown in this picture encompasses virtually all of my childhood... But also within this picture is the location of an incident that nearly ended my very young life in or around 1961-1962.
As a young boy, my parents drummed into me the need for road safety, and I was ...see more
