From A Lyddite

A Memory of Lydd.

I was born in Lydd in the 1930s, there are so many things that I remember, so my memories go from 1930s to 1960s: playing in the Gashouse Field when the German planes were flying overhead, Lydd Club Day every June with the parade of floats & the fair in the evenings, all of the shops (nearly all gone now) where you could get just about anything you needed, the soldiers from the army camp marching up the High St. to church playing their band, the Fete at Elm Grove & dressing up for their parade, the railway closing; later on I worked at the Ferryfield Airport & saw quite a few celebrities flying over to France. I visit quite regularly from Canada so see the changes that are happening to my lovely town.

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