Nostalgic memories of Somerton's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 18 in total

I have always lived in Somerton. As a child I lived in New Street in and as an adult I now live at the other end of Somerton. I have fond childhood memories of attending Mrs Potts' playgroup, the Infant school in Etsome Terrace and Monteclefe School. My mum used to take me to school on a child seat on the back.of her bike when I was very young, and later when I went to Monteclefe it was only a short walk from ...see more
Surely, the caption should be, "Somerton, Church Of St Michael & All Angels, 1904" (Thank you for letting us know - our archivist has now amended the image title.)
My name is Marilyn Allen I was brought up in Somerton with my dear Grandmother Mrs Phear whose husband was killed at Somerton Milk Factory which was called Cow and Gate he had been transfered from Wincanton to work there. On the morning of September 29th 1942 a bomb was dropped on the factory. My Grandfather's name was Charles John Phear and together with other people that lost their lives on that day his name ...see more
My name is Ken Pickles, I have been in the Western Gazette may times over the years. Stories on my life that I had in Kingsdon and Somerton in 1963 to 1966. Visited Somerton every year since I left in 1966. I want to move into Somerton when I retire in 4 years time when I will ave sold my business up here in north England. Now my memories of Somerton is when I was at school in Kingsdon; we was let out 1 day ...see more
To the right of the bridge was the Telephone Exchange, and in my day Sally Till lived there, and her mum was the telephone operator. It was alleged she listened in on calls, as you could in those days. But no-one really cared. You just learned to be careful what you said to your friends!
A great place for walks, and sledging in winter, great fun, and Gordon Adams went into the hedge at the bottom and broke his leg. Mrs Brown from the dairy played the organ in church, and played for my wedding.
I lived in Somerton from 1942 to 64, and my parents long after that. I do remember the cafe at Lazenby's. Their shop was a bit of a competitor to ours, both being grocers! My mum did a lot of dressmaking, and I think we bought materials in Harris's. I went to Monteclefe school, and the teachers were then Miss Godfrey, and Miss Bibby. I quite liked Miss Bibby, but not Miss Godfrey. Yes, the toilets were rather ...see more
I used to go to Montecleffe girls school from 1956 untill 1959. It was an all girls school then with the toilets outside and they were wooden seats! Mr. Davey was the care taker. My teacher in class one and two was Miss. Swain and in clases 3 & 4 it was Miss. Bibby. She was a strict old woman. Her house adjoined the school.
Yes I remember The Triangle, I used to buy fish and chips at Coopers fish and chip shop. They had a collie dog like Lassie, called Shaun. My dad used to take me to Mr. Law's shop to buy my school shoes. His shop was on the left of the picture. On the right used to be a carpet shop.
I lived opposite the Catholic church from 1949 untill 1970 when I joined the army. I was friends then with Bridget Cox and Eileen White. We went to Sunday school at the Congregational church for years. Somehow I fell out with Bridget and Eileen and her family moved away. I remember Martins shop at the end of Langport Road and used to get groceries for my mum. My dad was a thatcher and ...see more