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Gipsy Road in Welling where I lived as a child in the 1950's was a long one. It stretched from Okehampton Crescent near Bostall heath and woods at its north end, down to the Welling/Bexleyheath mainline railway and a short ...Read more

A memory of Wellings, The

I remember Wrens Warren camp vividly as I was one of many sent there during W.W. 2. It was a happy period in my life as a young boy in the 1940's. I and my friends spent many hours exploring the surrounding woods, making a dam ...Read more

A memory of Colemans Hatch by John Thomas

In 1952 I lived from a baby, below the record shop in Pier Road. When standing looking down towards the river, it was on the right hand side. The access was via a track that ran parallel to Pier Road, behind the shops. We had sleeper steps down ...Read more

A memory of Erith by Susan Morgan (Nee Davis)

When we moved here in the summer of ‘83, we were so enchanted with the hall and grounds that even included a gaggle of geese in the adjoining field. They were great ‘guard dogs’ so to speak, as we never ...Read more

A memory of Llangwstenin Hall by Jamie Cuthbert

In the 50s in School holiday time, I and my cousins used to visit matinees in all three Cinemas. The Picturedrome (although it went by another rude name, informally, something to do with small biting insects), the Plaza and the Granada. All ...Read more

A memory of Bedford by Ian Harrison

My parents moved from Durham to Burgess Hill in the mid-fifties. I was born in 1957, at Cuckfield hospital, and at that time lived in West Park Crescent. Both my brother and sister were also born in Burgess Hill. I remember my ...Read more

A memory of Burgess Hill by David Storey

As a sickly child, I missed much of my early schooling and eventually attended schools for the physically handicapped. My senior school was the Venetian School for boys in Camberwell, south London. We went on School Journeys during my ...Read more

A memory of Rustington by Peter Nunn

I lived in Combe Martin from 1972-77 at that time the Earl of Rhone festival had been dead for a number of years.. myself and another lady called Pamela Watts decided we would revive it... and to that end it is why it is celebrated ...Read more

A memory of Combe Martin by Dee Kingston

We lived in Macclesfield. My sister worked there with the children. I suppose she was some sort of aide or nanny. She was a live in anyway. She came home on weekends. My cousin would drive her back on a Sunday night. ...Read more

A memory of Pallotti Hall by Gail Mitchell

I had many memorable times in Diss. When living in Cambridge, I often, unexpectedly for him, dropped in to see Mr Robert Stubbs who had been living by himself and his toy poodle since his wife's passing many years ...Read more

A memory of Diss by Richard Strange