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My mum was born in March 1931 in the Easington Colliery area, 26 Boyd Street, and was the youngest of 5.  All the men in the family were miners - they lived close to Easington and Horden for work. The two elder sisters, Doris ...Read more

A memory of Horden in 1940

Message on clock reads, "Trifle not, thy time is short"

A memory of Folkestone by Trevor Page

I believe this to be the White Hart Lock at New Haw situated at the junction of Woodham Lane and the turning off over the White Hart bridge which led to Byfleet station. I do believe also that the cottage featured in a film, which I ...Read more

A memory of Addlestone in 1964 by Michael Ponting

My children, Molly, Libby, and George loved taking turns with me rowing across from the shallower of the two beaches the short distance across the calm bay to the lifeboat station which as we got closer loomed large like ...Read more

A memory of Mother Ivey's in 2006 by Robin Greaves

I, at the tender age of fourteen, arrived in Croglin on November the 5th, 1954. It was 'Bonfire Night' and as strangers in the village I did not know a single soul. However the bonfire for the celebrations had been situated in the ...Read more

A memory of Croglin in 1954 by Walter Moscrop

During the second world war when I was about three years old my parents thought it would be safer for me to leave London and live with my mother's parents in Bedlinog. We lived in the High Street and I have such happy ...Read more

A memory of Bedlinog in 1940 by Margo Smith

Despite the cement dust from West Thurrock, if the wind was in the wrong direction, Grays had everything available, from a baking tin to a new car, such a variety of shops. Good bus service, Eastern National, London ...Read more

A memory of Grays in 1955 by Alan Knight

I was born in 1941. We lived at 4 Brook Row (where the public toilets are now). My family Arthur and Alice Mudge and myself Valerie Mudge. During the war, my dad, well known as Doll...was the village policeman. I was best ...Read more

A memory of Lower Stoke in 1950 by Valerie Dixon

Our journey to Mickleton started when we arrived at Chipping Campdon, there was no one to meet us, we, my mother, an aunt and I were taken to the local police station where we stayed the night.  Next morning we boarded a ...Read more

A memory of Mickleton in 1944 by Mavis Upchurch

The space between the houses and shed was the beginning or the end of the Under Road, it went round to the other side of the village, and finished opposite the chapel on Main Street, a nice walk or bike ride in the summer, or a short cut ...Read more

A memory of Halton in 1950 by Clive Bisby