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We moved up to Selby from Swindon in 1960 and I went to Flaxley Road. Apart from having to lose my west country accent in double quick time in order to survive, I was put in Miss Reid's class which was a big shock to the system. Boy, was she ...Read more

A memory of Selby by yorksbob

My parents had long been visitors to Norfolk during the second world war. My mother now in her eighties visited Great Yarmouth many times as a child and my father being older than mum did his basic RAF training in Norfolk. My family all ...Read more

A memory of Scratby by mouse.3rings

My mother was born in Churt and grew up at Number Four Sandy Lane. She worked for a time at the Pride of the Valley during the war and lived upstairs in one of the rooms. While working at the Pride, she met and later married a Canadian ...Read more

A memory of Churt by rlangner

I was born in 1935 and raised in Blackburn, attending the Grammar School until my widowed mother could not afford to keep me there. I left school in February 1952 and got a job as a Junior Clerk in the Markets ...Read more

A memory of Blackburn

My father Brian Philpott was born in Hartley Wintney in 1933. He had friends whose surname was Ruffle; he was head choirboy at st Johns church til about aged 14, and he left around 1950 toi join the RAF, and my grandparents Rose ...Read more

A memory of Hartley Wintney by klevanskit

Lived at 21 George Street in 50's/60's until joining RN, 2 up, 2 down and shared loo at the bottom of the yard. Mates, Alan Varley, John Ward (became head?? Ecclesfield I think - taught history), Phil Hinton, Eddie/Tommy/Cathy ...Read more

A memory of Hoyland

I wonder if anyone might remember my father who was a teacher in and around Worcester for many years. He began his career at a primary school in Claines, probably in the late 1940s. Thereafter he worked at St Paul's Secondary, in a building ...Read more

A memory of Worcester by gerr.quinn

I loved growing up in Middleton in the 50s. Except for the smell from the Pixie Pickle factory - always hated vinegar!. Late afternoon April 30 1954. Passing through the town were endless 'charrers' full of blue and ...Read more

A memory of Middleton by Paul Blackwell

I was put into the care of the Church of England Childrens Society in 1947. I was sent to Hatton Hall in 1950. The house Master was an evil violent monster name Mr. Silverwood. He was an ...Read more

A memory of Wellingborough by Anthony Messer

I Join the Railway In the summer of 1953, my Aunt and Uncle were staying with us for their holiday. It must have been my Uncle who first spotted the advertisement in the Dartmouth Chronicle ...Read more

A memory of Kingswear