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Rediffusion: about 1958 and onwards. This bombshell hit us like nought else, it meant no interference on our wireless. No more tuning in every ten minutes or so. It was A. B. C. D. E. F. You knew Radio Luxembourg was the station ...Read more

A memory of Newburn in 1958 by Jimmy Burrows

I once bought an old book dated 1795 entitled "The Pocket Magazine", which had several signatures on early pages of the owner: "Mary Pouncy Rushton". Interested in learning more about her I sought her birth, marriage, death ...Read more

A memory of Tarrant Rushton by Leslie Standen

I am living in New Zealand now but well remember Mum taking my sister and I to see Father Christmas at the Bearmans Dept. store during the 1950's. In fact I came across a photo of my sister and I with ...Read more

A memory of Leytonstone in 1954 by Janice Moran

It was around 1952 when these tragic accidents happened to to two Millfield families. I remember the day as plain today as it was then. A little boy had fallen into the Dewley Burn and drowned, his mother was Edna Clues who lived at the ...Read more

A memory of Newburn in 1952 by Jimmy Burrows

My memory of Owslebury goes back to the hot summer of 1937. I lived in Bishopstoke at that time, being a lad of nine years old. My father had just bought our first car, not a posh one and looking back I doubt if it would pass ...Read more

A memory of Owslebury in 1930 by Frederick Cannock

As my fourteenth birthday hove into view and we entered the summer of 1939 it became clear that we could soon be at war with Germany. Bushey Heath was just fifteen miles north-west of central London. ...Read more

A memory of Barnstaple in 1930 by Paul Wigmore

This picture is of my family home just under the quarry to the left. My father Glyndwr 'Pancho' Parry was one of the council machine drivers that had to fill in the canal between the Darren bridge and 'the now' cycle path ...Read more

A memory of Risca by Sheila Robins

I used to go roller skating three times a week at the Gliderdrome, when I was in my late teens, also after my National Service. One particular night stands out. I was skating backwards when I fell over someone who was already on the ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

We could get into the church by crawling under the main door, that's if you were thin enough. The church steps were well worn down, to think how many years it took to wear away is mind boggling. We used to play amongst the ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

I remember the Co-op milk and bread deliveries and also the laundry being sent off, mainly the sheets and towels as we had no washing machine or central heating so washing and drying was a problem especially ...Read more

A memory of Shirley in 1966