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My memories of the Market Hall were around the smashing bands that used to play. The one that stands out is Joe Brown and his Bruvvers. We would dance the night away, jive being the most popular (if you could ...Read more

A memory of Redhill in 1963 by Jenny Houghton(Nee Belford

My sister and I were invited to spend holidays at the home of a very kind lady in Milnathort. Church of Scotland ministers were asking members of their congregations to look after children from 'homes' during the school ...Read more

A memory of Milnathort in 1965 by Janette Dewar

I lived in Ashford Road for the first 20 years of my life and my mother still lives in the same house; she has lived there since 1933. I was born in 1950 in the new cottage hospital at the top of the road. I went to school at ...Read more

A memory of Fordingbridge in 1963 by Cathryn Candy

I used to go to school in Rushyford (Windlesone Hall) and we used to go to Bishop Auckland every other week. I remember there used to be some green cabins in the market place that used to sell burgers and the like, and a ...Read more

A memory of Bishop Auckland in 1969 by Christopher Rannigan

Hey, do you remember Spaggetie, a small dumpy Italian who used to shout all the time. But what a place, all me mates would meet there, you didn't need money, he would give you a cup of coffee. Now, let's see if I can get ...Read more

A memory of Salisbury in 1969 by Graham Lewis

Memories of Frimley back in the early sixties. I worked at Southern Instruments on Frimley Road and the first telephone answering machine was developed on site (the machine was the size of a small suitcase). There was a record shop in ...Read more

A memory of Frimley in 1960

I spent 8 years in Splott, in Enid Street, off Portmanmoor Road. Like the first contributor, we were really poor, perhaps poorer than most, and we got picked on for that. I agree with Lavinia though. Our first black family ...Read more

A memory of Splott in 1963 by Jacky Towers

My house backed onto Wyndham Hill and I spent my childhood playing over there. My cousin and I loved to watch the steam trains passing by and sometimes (if our parents weren't nearby) would run onto the bridge at Pen Mill ...Read more

A memory of Yeovil in 1966 by Kim Cavanagh