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When I was six, I moved into 'Our Boy's Cafe' with my mother and grandfather. My uncle, aunt and cousin also lived with us in the accommodation above. It was the last cafe of many along Dock Road, Tilbury, so we had to ...Read more

A memory of Tilbury in 1948 by Julia Fraser

I remember my happy childhood in Brighton Road so well. We lived at 114, heading toward the Portsmouth road. My grandfather had built the house. It lay back from the road. Mr and Mrs Harper ran the paper shop that had a ...Read more

A memory of Surbiton in 1952

Miss Cary was short and stout with grey hair in a bun. She always wore a cameo brooch on a white silk blouse, grey skirt and sensible shoes. She was kind and patient, she was also my first teacher. One day as the mothers picked up ...Read more

A memory of Kew in 1951 by Barry Hawgood

Climbing to the top. My friend Ray and I were going to see 'The Fugitive Kind' at the Odeon Cinema, Hounslow West. This was in 1960 and we were fourteen years old. I told him that my eldest brother had climbed to the top of the ...Read more

A memory of Hounslow in 1960 by Barry Hawgood

I remember Harpley as a four-year-old, when it had no running water, electricity or gas.  I was evacuated there when first born, in 1939 during the war years and stayed in a cottage opposite to the village ...Read more

A memory of Harpley in 1940 by David Newman

Bromsgrove Teacher Training College's proper name was Shenstone Teacher Training College and was under the aegis of Birmingham University. Shenstone was originally situated on the old prisoner of war camp outside ...Read more

A memory of Bromsgrove in 1963 by Jenny Dean

My name is Margret Russell. My maiden name was Margret Lewis. I live in Australia. My father Wilfred Charles Lewis was born in Taunton Somerset. His maternal grandparents were Martha (nee Harris) and Samuel ...Read more

A memory of Kingston St Mary by Margret Lewis

CHAPTER TWO School Years - Convent of the Visitation 1939-1945 One’s school years leave an indelible impression on one for good or bad. My views over these years in this regard, have modified considerably. ...Read more

A memory of Bridport in 1940 by Howard Johnson

I was born and brought up in Barbaraville, spending the first 27 years of my life there before moving to Inverness. I will always remember it as an idyllic place to grow up in.. Many a happy hour was spent ...Read more

A memory of Barbaraville in 1970

I was so pleased to find these photos of the gardens, as there don't seem to be very many around. My grandfather Trevor Dimond was the head gardener there. He started just after the war and was there for 30 years and boy, did he and his men ...Read more

A memory of Wenvoe by johnbrewer