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As a school boy at the Old Harlow College, I used to catch the 393 bus to Sedge Green Roydon after school every day at the bus stop outside the Post Office. Six old pence each way.

A memory of Harlow in 1955 by David Barker

Memories of Hay during the Second World War: Part Two. (Continued from Part One) Thoughts of 'Dad's Army' remind me that the local Home Guard occasionally used Forest Road for some kind of exercise. I've dim ...Read more

A memory of Hay-on-Wye in 1940 by John S. Batts

The Royal Merchant Navy School As far back as 1827 the Royal Merchant Navy School was established under the name of the Merchant Seaman's Orphan Asylum to provide a home for the destitute offspring of British ...Read more

A memory of Winnersh by Sylvia Lambert

Penny went on to have 2 boys, Joe and Frankie, Frankie being the same age as me. We used to play at Rogers Yard, Penny Royal, which I think was once owned by Penny's dad. But given two Frank Rogers in the family I am not sure.

A memory of Woodcote in 1977

This memory of 1961, and me and me pal Wes Coulthard started work at the Delta Rolling Mills (this was over Scotswood Bridge towards Blaydon, left along the river by the Skiff Inn). It was hard work but the dosh was better than other ...Read more

A memory of Newburn in 1961 by Jimmy Burrows

During the war I used to go to Holy Trinity Church before it was bombed. The choirmaster was a Mr Choat, (not sure of the spelling), and he used to come and ask me to sing for the local gatherings in the hut where all the meetings took ...Read more

A memory of Penge by Betty Newsome

My mother gave life to me in Paignton hospital (now a hospice I believe) in July of this year (1947) and I spent much of my early years in and around this lovely little town. Not so lovely or little now but still grand ...Read more

A memory of Paignton in 1947 by Peter Chave

Brought up in Blaenllechau, immediately after the WWII, life was not as complicated as it is today. Our playground included all the mountain behind us, Llanwonno, the woods and even the park. I delivered papers ...Read more

A memory of Blaenllechau by Brian Evans

The lady waiting for the bus is my mother, Rona Jones nee Jones, my gran lived in Alma, Tabernacle Street, which was a Chapel house, my Nan and Dadcu had to take care of the Chapel across the road, and in those days had to feed and provide ...Read more

A memory of Aberaeron by Michael Jones

Although I was actually born in Holbeach Bank, and spent the first 3 1/2 years of my life in Holbeach St Matthews, I spent my childhood in Holbeach St Marks. My mother and father Ray and Greta Gray, ...Read more

A memory of Holbeach St Marks in 1955 by Alan Gray