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Caption for East Dereham, Church Street 1893: The town enjoys a prosperity founded on more than its market and agricultural traditions, for engineering works were established here in Victorian times; Dereham grew into one of the busiest centres of commerce in central Norfolk. This lovely street, fringed with cobbles, leads down to the White Lion Inn and the old church, where the poet William Cowper, 'England's sweetest and most pious bard', was laid to rest. On the left is Kerrison the butcher's ornamented shop front, with a refined iron balcony overhead.

Memories of Dereham, Church Street 1893

I was born in 1928 at Woodhill, Gressenhall and moved to Dereham at the age of 6yrs and left when I married some 20 years later. It was a happy childhood in spite of the war years, in fact it added to the excitement of those years, dashing out to crashed planes, collecting shrapnel, army badges etc and of course the generous (...Read full memory)

First school London Road Infants, a short time in Scotland and then the Church Infants, each school day walking from Theatre Street (two doors up from 'The Cherry Tree') through the market place and down Church Street. I moved on to the primary at the top of Theatre Street and eventually Crown Road. While at Theatre Street I (...Read full memory)

I can remember an amusing incident when I was about 4 years old. We lived in the heart of the country, there was no such thing as TV, radio or telephone, not much at all in the way of communication with the outside world, so unlike children of today, I was pretty naive. But I had heard someone mention something about putting (...Read full memory)

I can remember when I was 10 years old, walking down this road with another boy of the same age, his name was Arthur Bean and we were from the children's home on the Norwich road, the home was called Garfield House. I believe it is still there. We were both very happy on this particular Sunday afternoon, as we were allowed to (...Read full memory)

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