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The house on the left is where we moved to from up on the hill in the background. The window closest, my old bedroom. From some point in the eighties, I started to play the drums. They didn't stop for about ten years ...Read more

A memory of Dolywern in 1981 by Dan Massey

I was working at Bangor Docks as a painter of a Trawler called the Brizley; it was a wooden boat of about forty feet long. I had to sleep on the boat within the crews cabin of which was below deck. Now the thing about Bangor ...Read more

A memory of Maesgeirchen in 1983 by Roland Mitchell

I love Blackrod, even though I was not born in England and I am Canadian I do consider myself a Blackroder. We lived at the bottom of Whitehall Lane for 5 years and it was seriously the best time of my life, the people that live in ...Read more

A memory of Blackrod in 1985 by Myrna Dayan/Shiers

Perhaps someone will correct me on the year. It was the year when Billy Graham was doing the crusade within the Ipswich football stadium. Many times I'd pass my time away at the docks. I would fish for eels or any fish that ...Read more

A memory of Ipswich in 1984 by Roland Mitchell

This view is little different from the one seen by Whitethorn Morris at the Sidmouth International Folk Festival on several occasions in the 1980's. We danced and I played my accordian for the Whitethorn Band on ...Read more

A memory of Sidmouth in 1982 by John Howard Norfolk

After my father died in 1984, knowing my dear mother's love of Scotland, we decided to take her to visit the beautiful Isle of Mull. At that time one was able to rent Cameron Farmhouse that was situated on the shores of Loch ...Read more

A memory of Lochbuie in 1985 by Margaret Mosley

Bob and I have spent many a holiday in Cornwall, but nothing match the way we felt when we discovered the magic of Porth. It happened just under the bridge, which I now call our rock. We have spent many hour waiting for the waters to ...Read more

A memory of Porth in 1987 by Yvonne Addington

I was 10 years old when we lived in Rusthall and all I remember is Lynda at the corner shop where we would pinch penny sweets - sorry! The huge rocks with toad rock, he was amazing and the council estate right behind the ...Read more

A memory of Rusthall in 1980 by Lisa Yates

I spent many a summer holiday as a child (between 1976 and around 1983) at Taylor's Rock on Beacon Road, Woodhouse Eaves. I still consider it to be the only place I have ever truly ...Read more

A memory of Woodhouse Eaves in 1982 by Lorna Beech