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Margaret Anderson and Edward Gill married 8th October 1949 last to be married by the 'blind' vicar (does anyone remember his name I think it was Pettit) while it was named St Luke's. The name of the church was changed from that ...Read more

A memory of Spratton in 1949 by Julie Gill Frisby

The hot summer of 1976 - I was 16 and studying for my O levels in between minding the shop for my adopted parents Bert and Mary Belli. Our cafe was one of two Belli cafes in the town, but of course I always thought ours was superior ...Read more

A memory of Blaenavon in 1976 by Stephen Belli

Having grown up in Seaton Sluice I can remember the old wooden buildings that were the chip shop and the one next to it being the butchers. I can also remember them being pulled down and the present ones being built.

A memory of Seaton Sluice in 1983 by Lynn Cooper

Close to the Grand Union Canal which runs through Cassiobury Park is a splendid miniature railway. It loops through woodland, has level crossings over footpaths and criss-crosses several lines before returning to ...Read more

A memory of Watford in 2002 by John Howard Norfolk

My father was one of the local butchers, Jack Grigg. He and my mother ran the shop opposite the church.  My grandfather was John Charles Grigg who lived at a house called Mount View at the bottom of Rose Hill. ...Read more

A memory of St Blazey by Melville Grigg

The pub on the right of the road shown in this photo used to be called 'The Crown'. In the late 1960s/early 1970s a lorry driving down this hill jack-knifed and demolished the front of the pub. After the building was repaired, the name of the pub was changed to 'The Half Crown'.

A memory of South Benfleet in 1970 by Margaret Ward

I was born in Eastbourne Road, in a house opposite the sand pits and the common. My name was Wendy Mitchell. With my sisters and brother I would spend hours picking bluebells and primroses and climbing trees ...Read more

A memory of Godstone by Wendy Soall

A PENTRAETH LEGEND Most people driving past the entrance to Plas Gwyn manor house, on the outskirts of Pentraeth, might well be surprised to learn that they are passing a commemorative monument that has stood there ...Read more

A memory of Pentraeth by James Griffiths

When it snowed, it snowed.   Fondest memories were sliding down Coppers hill on old cardboard or playing in the old ramping cat walks and camping up the mountain, wimberry picking and knockout ginger in the avenue.

A memory of Garndiffaith by David Gould

Another Pentraeth Memory. by Ross Davies Just about 38 years ago, I was approached by some of my former pupils, who were now mostly married and with children of their own, with the idea of forming a Pentraeth based ...Read more

A memory of Pentraeth in 1969 by James Griffiths