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At nine years old unfortunately I had to leave the area of my birth to which I had so many good memories. My name is Patrick Alexander, born 1947 and first lived as a baby in Kings Rd opposite my grandparents' house which was No ...Read more

A memory of New Haw in 1954 by First Name Last Name

We stayed in a ramshackle bungalow on the Warren and Miss Doyle, the owner, stayed in an outhouse while she rented the place to us for the week! We had the most wonderful times there and went every year for a long time. Sunny days, ...Read more

A memory of Gronant in 1958 by Elizabeth Egerton

This is what Dad had to say when I emailed him this site and the photos from 1955. Dad lived in Oakley from childhood until 1987, when as a family we moved to Adelaide Australia. I myself lived in the village from ...Read more

A memory of Oakley in 1955 by Gary Dean

Once the time had come for blackberry picking and whimberry picking, my lovely Uncle Fred took us down the valley roads, to get picking, ready for those lovely pies my grandmother would make. We would climb up beside these waterfalls, ...Read more

A memory of Brynmawr in 1953 by Jackie Haynes

Saturday morning pics - mostly with Suzanne! Used to walk up and down Watford Way with Helene, our hair in bunches, bright pink lipstick, carrying paraffin cans (have no idea why!!). Jean Philip (Kushner)

A memory of Hendon in 1957 by Jean Philip

I lived in Morden somewhere around 1952, but don't remember much about it. I went to a school called The Willows. My only memory is walking down London Road, (?) crossing a footbridge and getting to the area of the school, full of beautiful Willow Trees. Jean Philip (Kushner)

A memory of Morden in 1952 by Jean Philip

My nanna and grandad Noden lived at Island Cottage. Grandad was a bridgekeeper along with Jack Powell and Syd Bebbington at Acton swing bridge from 1945-1960. There was an enormous flood in 1946 when my grandparents were the first ...Read more

A memory of Acton Bridge in 1955 by Christine Ruskin

This is where my dad used to take Kitty for her new shoes.  One day while on our way home I was riding her and dad was leading her, when she trod on his ...Read more

A memory of Harlow in 1955 by Eddie Tait

Where we took Judy to the vets when she cut her stomach open on barbed wire.  She was stitched up and was good as new.

A memory of Harlow in 1958 by Eddie Tait

We lived at No1 North Street, it's not there anymore. It was quite a steep street and when it snowed (we seemed to get snow every year in those days) we would get out the sledges and spend the evening and weekends zooming down ...Read more

A memory of Farsley in 1950 by Robert Dowgill