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My grandparents - George & Winifred Lowe - lived at The Black & White House, Betton (aka 9 Betton, Betton Old Hall) for many years (leaving in about 1977). My grandad was a gardener for Colonel George Wade of ...Read more

A memory of Market Drayton by Marc Chrysanthou

My name is Irene Harriett Potts (nee Bryon), I was born 18-1-1921 at my granny's house in Bishops Wood (her name was Harriet Robinson). Our home was number 23 Offoxy Road, Tong, I lived there with my parents Louie ...Read more

A memory of Tong in 1930 by Jane Rushby

I saw the first wooden pile hammered into the river bed, and watched it day by day until it was completed. Steel piles was driven into the river bed for the concrete structures, when they got well below the river bed it was that hard ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

I remember Joe Wyche very, very well; a very progressive man, and to be frank I owe my success to him. At age thirteen he hauled me into his office to inform me I was lazy and he was going to make me work. In consequence I did work for ...Read more

A memory of Poynton in 1956 by Rodney Trippier

Yes, I was there around 56/59 ish. My last name was COAD, boy how I hated that name. Most of my memories of this place WAS HELL. The guy running this place was called Padbury, he was a God fearing mother, oh how I ...Read more

A memory of Glenfield in 1957 by Mel Peat (Formally) Known As Coad

I was another Auld Millfielder, times were hard and nobody was well off but it was a happy place to grow up. I remember as a kid everyone under 18 playing cricket on the 'square' at the top of Millfield Crescent and using dustbin lids ...Read more

A memory of Newburn by Norman Dunbar

When I was about 5 years old I remember my mum picking me up from Smallfield school on her bike, I was in the back on a little seat when a doodlebug roared overhead, and the engine switched off ... My mum panicked, and pushed me off the bike ...Read more

A memory of Smallfield in 1943 by Michael Wright

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

I note that several Memory Writers have mentioned Knighton Woods and Lord's Bushes in their stories. I too remember these great places to play. We'd pretend we were soldiers defending an imaginary stronghold. ...Read more

A memory of Buckhurst Hill by Denman Lalonde

It was either 1990 or 1991. The snow was deep and it was not worth the risk of travelling to college. Or was I skiving? So I spent the day building a snowman with some friends up on the grass over looking the Social Club. The next day we ...Read more

A memory of Cranwell by Anne Marie Silvester