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I was born in Hulton Street, Ordsal, and lived all my life in the same house my mother was born into, no. 56 on the corner of Oxford Street. We were 3 girls and 2 boys, I was the middle one. My dad Jack Neilan was an ...Read more

A memory of Salford in 1950

The Silver Lounge makes me remember summer holidays when my mum was working in Collins Cleaners near the traffic lights at Gravel Hill, and I was looked after by my elder brothers and sister. My sister and I would meet Mum ...Read more

A memory of Bexleyheath in 1956 by Annette Benefield

Very happy memories of this building, the publicans Arthur and Sarah Myerscough were my aunt and uncle. I lived there for a number of years then moved into Broad Street . The cellars were a delight, arched ceilings all in ...Read more

A memory of Crewe in 1954 by Michael Smith

Yes I remember it well, always showed B movies and you were lucky if you saw the complete film without the projector breaking down, when it did there were boos and shouts from the audience. Also the carpets were loose and you took ...Read more

A memory of Romford in 1955 by Bernard Strutt

My memories of Ombersley, Worcs, are from when I was 8-9 years of age, walking to Ombersley school with my sister Dot, holding hands, rain or shine, from Westwood House, four miles and back again after school, past snake ...Read more

A memory of Ombersley in 1954 by Robert Malin

First Day of School Arriving at Egham Hythe Infants School, aged 5, and being placed in the care of Mrs. Spenser. There I remained for one entire term. Most of the faces in the classroom were new. Some of the names heard for the ...Read more

A memory of Egham in 1954 by Keith O'brien

This hill holds many memories for me, I have walked up and down this hill many times since I was a child. I was born in the village of Port Isaac and as a child I would run, walk and skip up and down Church Hill. I have a ...Read more

A memory of Port Isaac in 1955 by Trisha May

I remember breaking and entering on a Friday night in February. Mr Doyle the local policeman rounds us up on Saturday a.m. in his house that doubled as a police station. Father went crazy and ripped up Wales-Australia ...Read more

A memory of Pontyclun in 1958 by Peter Harris

I remember this bridge from when I was little and living in Higher Denham. We often walked into the village this way, past the lovely brick wall and past the hut where we got free orange juice after the war. My grandmother ran ...Read more

A memory of Denham in 1950 by Jennifer Schinkel

My father was policeman in Grindleford from 1952 to 1956, I was almost 5 years old when we moved there and my sister was 10 years old. We lived in the first red brick house on the hill going out of the village to ...Read more

A memory of Grindleford in 1953 by Jennifer Mosley