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My Grand Parents Mr and Mrs Burbidge lived in Ambleside cottage and worked in the Grange. Its owners then were Mr and Mrs collier and Miss Hewitt. As young school boy 60 years ago I used to go and help Mr Franklin the gardener which ...Read more

A memory of Hellidon by Terence Wilcox

My Aunt owned a caravan on Danes Nursery site Cliffsend. It was called "Endevour". It was built by may Uncle, then when completed towed to Danes Field. It was sited in the far right hand corner of the ...Read more

A memory of Little Cliffsend in 1955 by Jill Ottley

I was born on the sofa in the parlour at my Mothers home at 13 Lower Granby Street ,,,,Orchard Kitchens stands in that same spot today ,,I was born in 1951 and even now 63 years later I still remember some ...Read more

A memory of Long Eaton in 1951 by Gillian Chapman

My sister Muriel and I attended buttermere school.I passedmy 11plus and went to Keswick school as a boarder.Muriel passed hers two years later and went to Cockermouth grammar. During the years culminating in 1948 (the war ...Read more

A memory of Buttermere in 1948 by Brian Gibson

THE KIDD IS ALRIGHT The daylight had faded away and dusk was now dim enough to coax the streetlights to pop on, their vague orange light slowly getting brighter as their bulbs warmed. Meanwhile inside the Hamblett ...Read more

A memory of Moston in 1972 by Brian Hamblett

To the right of this picture, on the High Street was the town hall. For seven years I waited there every morning for the Jump Circular bus, or if I missed it the Rotherham bus to take me into Barnsley where I was at the then ...Read more

A memory of Hoyland in 1961 by David Webster

My father was born in Kessingland in 1915 and as little children my sister, brother and me would go regularly to visit my grandparents there. They ran a grocery shop in Chapel/Church Road, the first house from ...Read more

A memory of Kessingland in 1953 by Sue Robertson Danells

Birkenhead in the 1950s – it bears no resemblance to how it is today – it does’nt even look the same. Most of the places I remember are gone. The streets where I grew up have gone – the geography of the place has ...Read more

A memory of Birkenhead by mcgraa

It was in 1944 and I was an 18 year old gunner in the Royal Artillery.By mistake, my mate Peter and I found ourselves posted to a little village called Tilshead,it was a clerical error because when we got there no one at the Army ...Read more

A memory of Tilshead by bob.kentsley

Ken Purcell (the mighty atom) called that because of his height worked as a train driver, the knocker upper woke him for early morning starts by tapping on the window with a long pole, no alarm clock for him, came home covered in coal dust, which was ...Read more

A memory of Crewe by chrisinspain2014