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

So far you've shared 74,727 memories of 7,344 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.

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  • 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..!

I grew up in Bodley Street (L4) from 1960-1970. There was a Welsh church at the top of the street and on the walls of said church we played '2 balls'! I would love to have the name of the church, should anyone remember it. My nan and grandad, Albert and Elizabeth Coy, shared the wall and every Sunday were blessed with the (...Read full memory)

I lived at the Post Office/shop and went to the school which is now the village hall. Opposite us lived two Sicillian families both surnames were Parisi. I was friends with Giovanna, and it was the happiest time of my life; long days and evenings during the summer holidays roaming the village and fields especially by the lake (...Read full memory)

My family moved to Ormskirk in 1960 when I was three. My father was starting a teaching course at Edge Hill and we lived in a flat over the coal board (next door to Clarks Shoes) in Church Street. Our surname was Byard back then. I started school at Greetby Hill, early, when I was only four, in January 1961. From the (...Read full memory)

The Bishops family were in charge and they were a lovely family. The Elizabethan nights were great fun for the guests. If anyone remembers this I have some photos of the time I worked there of the family and all the staff. Also a photo of the little 3 wheeler my friend and I bought - "bubbles" we called it. We had to (...Read full memory)

I was born in a small maisonette off Alandale Drive and my mum still lived there until she passed away aged 95 in 2014. The border between Hillingdon/Harrow runs across the back garden. I attended Pinner Wood Primary, although it was/is in Harrow, but went to Northwood Secondary Modern as it was then. (...Read full memory)

Wow - what a shock! I don't know how that message came to be in this site. The only thing I can think of is that I wrote a note on the `Cefn Mawr` site and it said it was full up....shame! I saw the name Keith Butt and couldn't believe what I was reading...but how wonderful to know that you remember me. I was a (...Read full memory)

I was born in 1 Auld Raws, next to the close which was next to Tanny shop and Green Tree Pub. I would be 6 at the time; we used to go to the Fulshie Pit Road and watch for the miners comin home and we would shout, "hey mister, you got any pit pieces?" We would sometimes get a dryed oot piece wi butter and jam - (...Read full memory)

Oh yes, I remember the cafe well. Used to come down the brow from St. Marks at lunchtime to get sherbert dips etc. The counter was high and I could only just see over the top. Also, sometimes after Sunday School at the local Methodist Church would walk home via the cafe - get an ice cream and then walk through Worsley Woods or up the main Walkden Road to home. Fond memories.

My family used to go every Whit week to a guest house run by a Mrs Bradshaw at this end of the promenade, late 1950s - early 1960s. It was very special. Driving towards the seafront the road went steeply upwards until at last - a view of the sea, and that beautiful smell of seaweed, which takes me (...Read full memory)

I remember going to Langold Lake, most weekends. They used to set the lake on fire, and Jack Revill used to dive off the diving board into it. He had a young girl who helped him, she used to do the same thing. I ended up living a few doors away from her, at Mansfield-Woodhouse. Used to go to the disco in the Langold Hotel. (...Read full memory)