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In 1952 or 1953 I was a sickly 5 year old. I had 2 brothers, they were twins and one, unbeknown to me was dying of leukaemia. I was sent on a train with a lady and some other children, for a holiday in Lancing. I had ...Read more

A memory of Lancing

I was brought up and went to school in Saltburn, and was married at Saltburn Parish Church. I have wonderful memories of walks on the beach and in Rifts Wood and Beach Wood with my grandad and our greyhounds. Also going to ...Read more

A memory of Saltburn-By-The-Sea by Pamela Vinnicombe (Nee Wild)

I lived on Hatton Hill Road in the 1940/1950s. Remember the bombs landing across the road in the park and sheltering under the stairs. Bryant and May bombed where my father worked, he then had to travel to Garston each day for the rest of ...Read more

A memory of Litherland by Joyce Harris

I spent many childhood holidays visiting our Auntie, Uncle & Cousin Jersey. On one particular occasion, when I was about four & a half, I received the news of the birth of my sister in 1950, at the time my relatives lived in St. ...Read more

A memory of Jersey by Raymond Garfield

I moved from Blyth to Seaton Sluice into a newly built house in Cresswell Avenue in 1957. Life as a child in the village was exciting; most days we would either play on the beach and harbour or the new ...Read more

A memory of Seaton Sluice by Stuart Mc Leod

I grew up in Polzeath and my two best mates also lived in the area, sadly, both dead now. I remember in the summers the CSSM coming down and staying in New Polzeath, arranging lots of beach games in the afternoons but building a 'Pulpit" ...Read more

A memory of Polzeath by Christopher Le Bailly

My first visit to Cornwall saw my family's discovery of Portreath. I was 16 and was blown away by the wonderful seascape that the beach by Smugglers cottage presented. I remember walking up from the sand to buy ...Read more

A memory of Portreath by Gerald Wilson

Does anybody still remember Thorpeness Junior Day School? It was situated in the right hand building of the Country Club. From about 1953 to 1961. My mother Dorothy Allan was the head teacher. My name is Bridget. We all sat in the ...Read more

A memory of Thorpeness by Bridget Gunston