Nostalgic memories of Whitton'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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It must have been 1944. My Dad was in Burma. Mum, my brother and sister and I had been visiting Dads parent(s) in Seaton Road, Whitton. It was very dark as we sat waiting for the No 18 train to take us back to Feltham. Then we heard the distinctive pulsating throb of the Doodlebug.We could see its exhaust flame which suddenly went out. Moments later there was a huge explosion from the direction of the High Street. Was it a filling station it hit?. The train arrived soon after and we went home.