Share Your Memories

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This amazing community has grown around our invitation to 'Share Your Memories'.

So far you've shared 74,490 memories of 7,335 towns & villages, right across the UK!

So many of these are filled with extraordinary, irreplaceable detail that will now be preserved. Please keep them coming!

This week's Places

Here are some of the places people are talking about in our Share Your Memories community this week:

...and hundreds more! Enjoy browsing more recent contributions now.

Add a Memory

It's easy to add your own memories and reconnect with your shared local history. Search for your favourite places and look for the Add Your Memory links to begin.

Tips & Ideas

Not sure what to write? It's easy - just think of an important place in your life and ask yourself:

  • How does it feature in your personal history?
  • What are your best memories of this place?
  • How has it changed over the years?
  • How does it feel, seeing these places again?
  • Do you remember stories about the community, its history and people?


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Reconnecting with our shared local history.

Take a moment to remember the places that have been important in your life. Where your family comes from, where you were born, went to school and got married; the towns and villages where you've lived and worked since. Recapture and rekindle those precious memories with this special part of our website. Here are a few of a favourites for you to read today..!

In October 1958 I was sent to Yarrow for two weeks to recover from a complicated operation. I have a sense of dread about my time there; my arrival into the panelled and imposing hall as my dad disappeared down the long drive, still haunts me and none of the staff helped me to feel any better - they were (...Read full memory)

Our family had returned to England at the very end of 1948 from a short overseas BOAC posting in Montreal. My father, a BOAC pilot, was due to begin training to fly Boeing Stratocruisers at Filton in 1949, and along with other crew families we were placed on a new housing estate in Westbrook Road. Shortly before (...Read full memory)

In October 1958 I spent two weeks at Yarrow and have never been able to forget how unhappy I was during that time. I do not remember staff putting us at our ease in the big old victorian building which felt very oppressive to an 11 year old. It was often quiet and you talked in a whisper, I think I (...Read full memory)

I was born in 1946 and went to live on Sutton Flats when I was 5. We lived there in various flats until I was 21! By then, each block was known by a name rather than just a number and we lived at the top of Littlegreen House, though many people called it Little Greenhouse! When I was 11 I went to (...Read full memory)

This (downstream) side of the mill was a popular site for the Canadian Army stationed at Bordon Camp during the war. Almost every day they would be there with their lorries, tanks and motorbikes, ostensibly to wash the vehicles but generally to play! With a ford on this side the game would be to drive at speed into the 9 to 12 inch deep (...Read full memory)

My name is Tom Smith, I was born in 17 Gervis Rd, Collyhurst flats in August 1945. My dad was Jack Smith and my mam was Ada; there were 6 kids, John, Mary, James, (me) Andrew, and Arthur. To me the flats were a maze to play in for hours when it was wet. When the sun shone we played cricket out (...Read full memory)

We used to live in Phrosso Road, off George Vth Avenue, and I used to be allowed to go to Marine Gardens on my own, or with my friend Katharine Green. We loved daring each other to jump over the long channel of the fishpond! Oh what simple pleasures! My sister used to work in the cafe, which I used to think was incredibly glamorous! Judy (Harrop) Hemery.

My grand-parents, Ernie and Winnie Hewby, lived in a big old house towards the end of Castle Hills across the lane from a small farm/small holding. I believe the house was called Standard Lodge and that during the war they ran a small café there and kept some pigs. My siblings and I used to love visiting, (...Read full memory)

My friend Sue and I worked as waitresses at the Runnacleve during July and August of that hot summer whilst on holiday from catering college. Not that we saw much of the sun! We served breakfast, lunch and dinner with short breaks in between. We would start work at 7.30am and finally finish around 9pm. We were in the annexe (...Read full memory)

I lived in one of the cottages at Woodhorn, my dad worked on the farm. I remember a big windmill behind the houses. We had no indoor toilet, had to go cross the back lane, and no bathroom, had a tin tub, we had hot water from the boiler behind the fireplace, it was only a one bedroom cottage, I had to sleep in the same (...Read full memory)