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I was born in Norwood Green in 1939. I also went to Clifton Road school. We were bombed regularly as the anti aircraft guns were in Osterly Park behind our house which was also opposite St Marys Church. Two Italian prisoners of war ...Read more

A memory of Southall in 1940 by Rosemary Kind

Gosh, where do I begin. I suppose I'm asking for help here, as well as sharing memories. My mam was Gwenfron Elizabeth (Williams back then I think), she used to live up on a farm at the top of a long hill ...Read more

A memory of Pentraeth by Dawn Williams

I was born in Perivale Maternity Hospital in 1943. Like so many of your writers growing up then was a magical time; the freedom we had to wander the fields, play and fish in the canal (in homemade boats that ...Read more

A memory of Greenford by John Bowring

I lived at what is now Old County View at Hett Hills from 1959 to 1963. My sister and her husband - Sam Wears, had a house built in the garden next door to us. There was a square of about 6 houses behind us which were demolished around ...Read more

A memory of Hett Hills in 1959 by John Crawford

I was born at 32 Pisgah Road which was the bottom end cottage of a row of three opposite Pisgah Chapel. The cottages had no back entrances. There was a pathway running in front of the three cottages with an outside toilet opposite ...Read more

A memory of Talywain in 1945 by Brian Smith

My mother Jean was born in Greenock in 1916. She married an Englishman and I was born in England in 1941 but spent my holidays with my grandparents, aunts and cousins in Greenock. My grandparents lived in an old tenement in Weir ...Read more

A memory of Greenock in 1940 by Judy Macdonald

Hi, I was born and brought up in Dipton, I lived in Annfield Street with my dad, Tom Bell, and my nanna, Maria Bell. I went to St Patricks RC School and have good memories of my time there with a few of the teachers being nuns. My ...Read more

A memory of Dipton in 1956 by Alice Bell

This photo almost makes history come alive with the turning of the corner to make us wonder what lies there and the old houses in the foreground with the deep guttering. I guess that helped people avoid the water and waste from the horses, ...Read more

A memory of Eastry by Michael Mitchell

This road, as the word Brook Street most clearly implies, leads down from the Cross in the distance at the top of the hill down through this avenue of trees to the Lynch. On the left are some beautiful houses with lawns and ...Read more

A memory of Eastry by Michael Mitchell

How many of us as fresh faced five year olds, on our very first day at school, look around the classroom and think ‘will any of these children be classed as ‘true’ friends fifty years from ...Read more

A memory of Groby in 1961