Nostalgic memories of Whitchurch'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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Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 15 in total

My family on both my mother and father's side at one time came from Whitchurch. My gran and great granny were born there. My great granny never left the town in all of her 92 years,she died in 1948 after having 11 children. Looking at these photos i know that the must be relations in them as back in the early 1900 we were related to most of the people who lived there in the lower classes. They ran the pubs,betting ...see more
In 1973 a new vicarage was built on part of St Alkmund's churchyard burial ground in Whitchurch, Shropshire which entailed the exhumation of a number of coffins from vaults and the removal of their gravestones and monuments. We have been trying to find a family vault belonging to the 'Kent' family of Green End House, Green End, Whitchurch (which subsequently became Hughes' Commercial ...see more
I remember attending the dances in the Old Town Hall. The promoters use to bus people in from all the local towns - Wem, Ellesmere, Malpas, Nantwich and Wrexham. I lived in Whitchurch and had an older friend who worked on the local paper, The Whitchurch Herald, and when the Beatles played[1963/64?] one of them stayed at his house on Wrexham Road. There were no disco so you went to dance ...see more
Firstly let be be clear I've never visited Whitchurch Shropshire. I was party to a phenomenon which took place there in the 1960s/70s. As a young journalist on several Popular Music Magazines, I became aware of major Agents in New York, Detroit and London making great efforts to ensure their artists appeared at Whitchurch Town Hall, later known as Civic Centre. I marvelled at how a small ...see more
My name is Selwyn Ball, I was also a border at Whitchurch Grammar School in the fifties, and i well remember . Ian Jolly, James Cracknell, Malcome Davidson, and many others .We in fact shared the same dorm. I was a poor scholar and consistantly held my position of bottom of the class through the years. I really didn't fit in to well with many of my class mates but i think it was being with guys like the above that ...see more
A long walk from Alkington Road. Soon I was allowed to use my cycle.
I was a boarder at the school from 1953 to 1956. I have browsed other people's memories and I have tried to contact James Cracknell who would have been there at the same time, without success. My E-mail address is phillip.ball@live.co.uk
I was a boarder from 1956 to 1960. It was a boys only school at the time , and there were around 28 boarders from first to sixth form. I belief there were around 240 boys total at the school. I remember the walks to church every Sunday morning, letter writing for one hour after lunch every Sunday. Had great fields for sport and just exploring. There was a gate keepers cottage at the far end ...see more
I went to the above pictured school. It was called Sir John Talbots Grammar School. One had to pass the eleven plus exam to be accepted there. Don't think John Thomas was even there! Nowadays it is known as SJT presumably standing for Sir John Talbot, the school is far from what it was. I have happy memories and don't think Sir John will be best pleased re his wrongly named school!
Memory of walking to church on Sunday mornings, and of being taken to early Communion by Tate in his Morris Oxford once a month.