Otley, Kirkgate c.1960
Photo ref:
O49040
Photo ref:
O49040
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This lovely market town lies at the entrance to Wharfedale. The bustle of what must have been a market day is evident in the thronging crowds around the clock-tower and the busy road. In the background are the hills which lead up to Otley's most famous landmark, the Chevin.
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A Selection of Memories from Otley
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Otley
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Hello, I was regularly sent to stay with my Aunty Rene Hunter who lived on the Crossways in Otley in the 60s. I have many great memories of the summer months here. I made friends who i have never met again since, and i often wonder what happened to them., Names like Ian Hughes,from a large family, and Elaine,who lived at 3 the Oval. Wharfedale park, the Wear, walking up Prince Henry rd that seemed to go on for ever. Happy days. Chris
I arrived in Otley in October 1947 as a member of R.E.M.E. My recollection is vague, as I was only there for two or three weeks in what was known as a Holding and Mobilizing camp for troops prior to, or returning from, overseas. The camp was on the side of a hill in Nissen (not Nissan) huts which were bitterly cold and we slept with our uniforms on. While waiting for reassignment, our days consisted of parading on the ...see more
I was born in Otley hospital as were most from Guiseley and all around. In 1969 I was posted there as a police officer and stayed until 1974. My daughter was born there in 1972 and my dad died there on his 81st birthday. I know every alleyway and every warm heating outlet at 2am... and of course the doughnut bakery down Bridge Street. Last night I found that my two Sergeants died in the 1990s and life is going ...see more
Ha ha, I remember them times!.. As I remember you, Sharon. We have a page going on Facebook at the moment, talking about old memories and buildings that have gone, but are not forgotten.
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