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March 1954. I had been in the RE's 10 months when I first set eyes on the transit camp in Barton Stacey better known as Barton Stalag. I was sent there on transit for Korea along with another half a troop ship load of squadies. I ...Read more

A memory of Barton Stacey in 1954 by George Larbey

Around 1957 I was walking around High Street, enjoying a meander from my route home to Bradbury Lines when I saw the wife of an officer from the Army Camp, Lt Richard Vincent, in great distress with some policemen ...Read more

A memory of Hereford in 1957 by Dylan Rivis

This looks like the road that ran round the camp. The building to the left was the toilet block on the east side of the camp.

A memory of Shoeburyness by Alan Perry

This photo is on the ring road on the west side looking north. The sand shingle road leading to the east side of camp was right next to the caravan on the right

A memory of Shoeburyness by Alan Perry

At Sir Josiah Masons Orphanage in Birmingham where I was bought up from 8 - 16 years old we ran both Guide and Scout troops. During our senior years we went to camp at Abererch in the Summer holidays and this was an event that was ...Read more

A memory of Abererch in 1950 by Derek Wilshaw

Morecambe Bay Holiday Camp, aka Heysham Towers, in the early sixties as a teenager. The Towers were owned by the Holdens, I especially remember Derek and Jean. We were roused by the 'phantom buglar' and didn't have a minute to spare ...Read more

A memory of Heysham in 1961 by Kathleen Wilson

I grew up in Motspur Park, living in Claremont Avenue from 1958 - 1980 where my mother still lives. The swing gate railway crossing which we used to hang onto while the signal man wound them open and closed (the record for ...Read more

A memory of Motspur Park in 1966 by Gary Elmer

As a lad of 12 + I used to visit the Penllwyn with my friend. There was a massive tented camp full of American soldiers. They were there for some time and we would freely walk about the tents. One day we arrived and every single tent had gone.

A memory of Pontllanfraith in 1940 by John Griffiths

I was born in a village near Bruton in 1939. My early memories of walking to school with my gas mask in a bag over the shoulder (never had to use it). There was an army camp down the road from our cottage, so there was lots of activity ...Read more

A memory of Bruton in 1944 by Audrey O'halloran

P Aden : I was at Butlins as well. (1962 - 1964) I remember the big dipper thing; we used to call it The Mouse. I often went up on it. I wonder what the camp is like now. Horrible dump, blasting out rap music probably.

A memory of Minehead by wbardry