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Most of my mother's family lived in Old Battersea, from cousins to auntie and uncle, to nan and grandad. There were cousins in a 4 poster bed, with their nan and mum. There were my auntie and uncle sleeping in the same room as their 2 ...Read more

A memory of Battersea in 1953

I wonder if any reader remembers a bizarre experiment which took place in 1941/2. Large containers of diesel, or some sort of oil, were placed at intervals outside houses on the grass verge. a short chimney was attached & topped by a ...Read more

A memory of Corby by Robert Hughes

I was brought up in the village in a house called Ty Newyth which means 'the new house'. I remember every part of the village from the school to the post office, the jet plane crash on Trefenter mountain, and the old Trefenter village ...Read more

A memory of Trefenter in 1880 by Li Paul Newton

I was born 1950 at Royal Bucks Hospital and moved from Aylesbury about 1957. I have so many memories of growing up there but would love to find a old photo of PROSPECT PLACE in Walton Street. My grandparents lived there and my mother was ...Read more

A memory of Aylesbury by June Eden [ Brown]

My first serious girl friend lived in White Horse Road. She worked in her father's small grocery shop in Green Street. I recall I had to buy quite a few jars of jam before I could pluck up courage to ask her out on a date, as it ...Read more

A memory of East Ham in 1958 by Brian Williams

As my fourteenth birthday hove into view and we entered the summer of 1939 it became clear that we could soon be at war with Germany. Bushey Heath was just fifteen miles north-west of central London. My ...Read more

A memory of Barnstaple in 1930 by Paul Wigmore

This picture is of my family home just under the quarry to the left. My father Glyndwr 'Pancho' Parry was one of the council machine drivers that had to fill in the canal between the Darren bridge and 'the now' cycle path ...Read more

A memory of Risca by Sheila Robins

Entering this house was like the first day in the rest of my life, shaping me into the person I am today.

A memory of Bromyard in 1974

I used to go roller skating three times a week at the Gliderdrome, when I was in my late teens, also after my National Service. One particular night stands out. I was skating backwards when I fell over someone who was already on the ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

We could get into the church by crawling under the main door, that's if you were thin enough. The church steps were well worn down, to think how many years it took to wear away is mind boggling. We used to play amongst the furniture ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott