Nostalgic memories of Horsforth'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 11 - 15 of 15 in total

I stayed in Horsforth (Fink Hill), for 10 days during the summer of 1976. The lasting memory I have of New Road Side is of the king prawn curries that I had from the Dearest Dear Chinese Take-Away. They were some of the best I have ever had.
I too remember going to this place from when I was 7 year old in 1976 until 1981 and what I can remember is, my mam told me that my dad sent me here becuase I was total uncontrollable and this was the only way that my dad could see it at the time. I really hated it and I didn't want to be there at first, but as time went on I really loved the place. I have some good and bad memories but overall I miss the place.
This is my family's ancestral home. My grandmother and her sisters were braught up here from the 1920s. Her father George Sayner worked as a linesman at this station and the family rented the house from the railway company. I have been told many stories of their lives here and I love it whenever I pass this building. It gives me a nice feeling knowing my family once lived there.
I was born in 1960 within a short walk of this photo. The scene is still clearly recognisable, although the wooden station building spanning the bridge and the steps leading down to the station were demolished and replaced (sometime in the early 1970s?) Mum would walk to the station with my little sister in a big pushchair, my brother and I holding onto the sides of the pram, to catch the train into ...see more
I was 7yrs old when I visited this place with my mum and sister which was (1973) and I was told this was going to be my home for a while because mum was too ill to look after me...it was called Springfield boarding school and although I hated it at first because I got homesick I settled in and I loved it so much.  I remember crying loads, some good memories lay there, and I'm trying to find as much information as ...see more