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A memory of Congleton in 1944 by Roy Bowyer

I was born in Perivale Maternity Hospital in 1943. Like so many of your writers growing up then was a magical time; the freedom we had to wander the fields, play and fish in the canal (in homemade boats that ...Read more

A memory of Greenford by John Bowring

Does anyone recall the Cosy Cafe that was opposite Rye Lane station in Blenheim Grove? It was run by a lady called Gwen, and she was sometimes helped (or hindered) by her relatives and a local lady I think she was called Joan.

A memory of Camberwell in 1969

I am currently trying to research into the history of our home. It is now called 'The Borough' and is located at the bottom of the hill on Bolford Street towards Cutler's Green, opposite ...Read more

A memory of Thaxted by Gemma Turner

Just a few years after this photograph was taken they moved the war memorial to the junction of Theobald Street and Shenley Road; almost to the spot where this photographer was standing. I was a cub scout with our meeting room in ...Read more

A memory of Borehamwood by John Gates

What a wonderful summer 1953 was, so sunny that I was burned and confined to a darkened room in our hostess, Miss Montador's, terraced house somewhere up the back of the town but easy walking distance to the harbour. ...Read more

A memory of Pittenweem in 1953 by Kenneth Conway

We used to go to 'Beach Station' caravan park (Walton Avenue) for our annual August one-week holiday. My parents didn't own a car and living in Stowmarket, Felixstowe was very near and convenient! I ...Read more

A memory of Felixstowe in 1977 by Karen Dack

I was born in Normacot in 1953. I am the eldest of 4 children born to an Irish mother and a railway worker father. My great great grandfather came with his son from Bream near Lydney in Gloucestershire. They lived in Upper Spring Road near ...Read more

A memory of Normacot in 1953 by Mary Rowley

Well, the story goes that there was a robbery from a jewellery shop in the town during the day, and in those days there were no mobile phones or walky talkies, only landline phones. My granddad ...Read more

A memory of Newport by Wayne Ruffle

I remember so much about Earl Shilton, it wasn't just my home but my playground. The Rec. with its swings, slide and round-a-bout - so exciting then, back in the early 40s. Gigley Wrights burned out factory, where we played for ...Read more

A memory of Earl Shilton by Wendy Baxter Walcott