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I visit family and friends occasionally on returning to my birth place of Bristol. I still enjoy as I did as a child 'The Downs' and 'Blaise Castle Estate'. Then particularly the paddling pool in the summer which we all ...Read more

A memory of Bristol in 1960

Huttons Ambo was my mothers birthplace, she lived in Carr Cottages in Low Hutton. Her surname was England, her brother Sidney ran the farm, another brother Wilson was the much loved postman for the area, and ...Read more

A memory of Huttons Ambo by Patricia Mcgowan

It always seems a pity when someone's life ends and there is a decreasing memory of their place in the town as the years go by. Hence, if I may, I would like to share with current readers in the town the memory of one of its figures of ...Read more

A memory of Thorne by Brian Bristow

I was born at 44 Main Street, better known as Music Row, in 1943 and moved to Kimberley in 1958. I have many fond memories of living there, huge bonfires on the "donkey piece", making "winter warmers" out of a tin with holes ...Read more

A memory of Awsworth in 1943 by Denis Morley

My parents lived in the bungalow by Red Post Bridge and I was born in that bungalow. In war time the GI's helped build the railway and my mum kept them in cups of coffee. I think the bundalow was called 'Bosheto', not sure if I've spelt it ...Read more

A memory of Redenham in 1943 by Jean Moulder

I was born in Drongan in Ayrshire, but every holiday we had we came to stay with my Gran and Papa, Ruby and Hugh Meudell. We were always so excited to be going"home." When we got out of Kirky on the bus we were glued to the ...Read more

A memory of Queenzieburn in 1968 by Catherine Spiers

Birchington with two bays and a village atmosphere 'in town'. A rail station with the most wonderful ice cream parlour opposite - wicker chairs on those old fashioned curved steel bases and circular wicker ...Read more

A memory of Birchington in 1955 by Sandra Dudley

Salford streets so dark and grey, but on them in Ordsall we all did play. The Irwells waters at Mark Addy bridge. The rubber works smell, in my nostrils still. No computers or games, just kids at play. Sticks, old prams, the toys we had, ...Read more

A memory of Salford by Harry Livesey

We moved to No. 6 Tipton Vale in 1950. Maureen a baby, myself (Valerie) and parents Eric and Joan White fom Fenny Bridges. The house was a new council house, pink and blue. Dad dug out a bank at the rear and we found ...Read more

A memory of Tipton St John in 1950 by Valerie Jordan

There used to be a bridge over the river here, but the bridge was blown up by the army around 1958. It was a fantastic sight and we rushed over to the river after the explosion to see all the dead fish.

A memory of Hersham in 1959