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Living at Forest House - just up the road from the post office. The school coach would drop us off at the bus stop, and on our way home we would stop in to what our family called "the little shop" to stash up on sweets. The shop was run by Barbara and Len Waghorn.

A memory of Colemans Hatch in 1979 by Suzy Ainley

I can remember walking up Sea Lane with my brothers, and visiting the little shop owned by Mrs Proudfoot, in the hope of getting some groceries for our parents (and sweets for us)! Everything about the shop was quaint, from ...Read more

A memory of Old Hunstanton by Jenny Davies

I was Born in 1968, and resided in a small 2 bedroom house in Maes Morfa, Newport Pembs with my elder brother, sister and mother and father. Little did I know how blessed I was. Although life seemed to be quite difficult in ...Read more

A memory of Parrog by Linda

1964-1967 There was a time when nearly every Winter Sunday was spent walking from the Egham side, through the Beechwoods then up the Long Walk to Windsor for an early cream tea, then back through all the leaves and cob nuts to the ...Read more

A memory of Windsor by Olivia R S

As a kid growing up on "The Garth" I have memories of playing cowboys and indians in the woods around King William's Tower, (home made bows and arrows) and still living to tell the tale ;0) Being chased out of "Dai's Wood" on ...Read more

A memory of Garth by Dave Hanson

I lived in Deepcut from 1951 to 1959 in Ceylon Terrace, Blackdown Camp as a child in the army married quarters  My father had just been posted back to the UK after serving in Germany. There were about eight blocks ...Read more

A memory of Deepcut in 1950 by Sheila Walker

Opposite the post office at the end of the parade of shops was a dry cleaners owned by what I thought was a rather posh lady who would call me Poppet. My mother cleaned house for them and sometimes I would be taken ...Read more

A memory of West Drayton in 1953 by Barry Hawgood

I had the most delightful childhood during the 1950s and 60s in Bethel, Bodorgan. We were not at all a well-to-do family, but the folks living in the neighbourhood were a real treasure and that is what ...Read more

A memory of Bodorgan in 1960 by Philip Mawson

Living just off Park St, Camberley, our house was on the landing approach flight path. With my dad's binoculars from the First World War I watched the Boston III's and Mitchells coming back from daylight raids with holes and ...Read more

A memory of Blackbushe Airport in 1943 by André Goddard

My father was a police officer and we lived in Victoria Street, next door to the market. Our house, No 19, is now a cafe and sometimes I have a coffee there when I visit. Fleetwood was buzzing during the war.  Seamen, sailors, ...Read more

A memory of Fleetwood in 1940 by Alan Binns