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Since my birth coincided exactly with the outbreak of World War II in the September of 1939, my mum must have felt that childbirth was synonymous with calamity;  I was Mum's 'war effort'. Home was a semi-detached two-storey house ...Read more

A memory of Burnt Oak in 1945 by Heather Rohrer

Like many people who live in Cumbria I come from another part of the country. This is why I am particularly interested in the history of where I now live in Fletchertown. The Fletchertown Community Group is putting together an ...Read more

A memory of Fletchertown by Mick Jane

While still at Helston Grammar School, I worked at the Headland Hotel during one summer. Pickles was the manager, he was a tyrant but I seemed to get the better of him. I wrecked the lawn-mower running over a rock while ...Read more

A memory of Coverack in 1967 by Steve Gilvear

I too remember Ends Place from the early 1970s. The old Dear (how rude) as you put it was Mrs Gregson who did not suffer fools gladly but only ever showed me kindness and charm. I would visit her each Friday lunchtime for a ...Read more

A memory of Warnham Court School by Carl Gaurd

My name, way back in 1957, was Iris Finley. My overriding memory of Delamere was the feeling of being in a very old fashioned environment. I always felt that the way we were taught and the strict regime was from an ...Read more

A memory of Delamere in 1957 by Iris David

I used to live at No 52 on the left of the picture, in a flat on the 4th floor. I was only 7, I remember the first night while lying in bed I heard a screech of brakes and a dog yelping. The next morning my mum told me that a dog had ...Read more

A memory of Shrewsbury in 1954 by Maxine Pickett

Now as a baby of the swinging sixties (1966 to be exact) we didn't see the Beatles or Elvis Presley but we did have the lads coming home from the local pubs singing their hearts out. The pubs ...Read more

A memory of Mountain Ash by Clive Francis

Just before Christmas in 1953 I was admitted to St Giles' Hospital in Camberwell, south London. It was thought that I had TB. I was allowed home for Christmas, although confined to bed. After Christmas I was taken by ambulance to ...Read more

A memory of Brentwood in 1954 by Ken Cook

I remember as a young lad, cycling to Keston Ponds from my home in Nunhead, my brother's fishing rod tied to the cross-bar. I was disappointed not to catch a fish. Ken Cook

A memory of Keston in 1956 by Ken Cook

I attempted to walk parts of the Cotswold Way in the late 1970s, but didn't get very far. Instead I spent time at this Youth Hostel, walking to various villages nearby, lunching in some lovely pubs. Good memories. Ken Cook

A memory of Duntisbourne Abbots in 1979 by Ken Cook