I remember spending many an hour in the museum. I recall there was a stuffed rhinoceros just inside the front door, always looked as if he was charging at you. My parents ran the sweet shop/newsagent/card shop (Wilcox) just down the road from the museum and across the other side of the traffic lights. There used be a pub on the (...Read full memory)

I worked at Bowhill Elliot and White shoe store at the top of The Walk in 1960  Every morning I walked through here to go to work. I still e-mail a friend who worked at Turners Photography also in The Walk.  We were like a family in The Walk, greeting each other every day, and going to lunch.