Search Results

I loved Caddy's. Sometimes if I think hard enough I can get the memory of its taste, mmm. I remember having a tall glass of lemonade and ice cream and sitting on leather upholstery in the parlour in town. It was such a treat.  We ...Read more

A memory of Dewsbury by Annie Devereux

After many years, I came once more to Kiltarlity and saw again the post office, where my late father and his brother grew up. Robert, the elder, became the post master and lived there until his death. Donald, my father, left ...Read more

A memory of Kiltarlity in 1990 by Michael Cameron

Camberley, where it all began. Where I lived half of my life so far. In your head you never leave the place you were born and raised. On a wet un-comforting day I found myself revisiting the town of my past. I was cast into ...Read more

A memory of Camberley in 1988 by André Goddard

This is a beautiful little church, well worth the walk to get to it. My great-great-great grandfather is buried in the church yard and I went there in 2004, with my mother when she came home for what was to be her last visit. She ...Read more

A memory of Cornwell by Carol Garcia

There was a knock at the door, and there he was, this tall man wearing a bush hat who grabbed my mom, giving her a great big smacker of a kiss. Of course I wasn't having this strange man doing this to my mom, so I promptly got the ...Read more

A memory of Smethwick in 1945 by Patricia Taylor

I too have happy and sad memories of Thurnscoe. I started school in 1952 at Hill Infants. Mrs Cartlidge was our teacher. I still remember where I sat behind the door and being given a small blackboard and chalk on my first day there. ...Read more

A memory of Thurnscoe in 1952

There used to be a very large weeping willow there that used hang over the river. We used to cast underneath it as fish used to congregate under it. This is the bank where I did most of my fishing from. ...Read more

A memory of Harlow in 1949 by Eddie Tait

I have been told some information about the Jamaica Planter which was sunk off the Port of Barry, but cannot remember all the details. Is anyone able to help me? My father-in-law was aboard her on the two occasions she came in to ...Read more

A memory of Barry Dock in 1940 by Caroline Scott

My father was an Officer in the USAF. In 1954 he was transferred to Fairford RAF Station, and we came to live in The Cottage, Sherborne. I was 9 years old and I loved every minute of living in Sherborne. Mr. Hooper was ...Read more

A memory of Sherborne in 1954 by Barbara Farmer

This was the church I went to as a child - mostly I had to go as a condition of attending Brownies, but it was always both imposing and comforting as a building and place of worship. However, the most outstanding ...Read more

A memory of Sheffield in 1961 by Jean Smith