Nostalgic memories of Quarry Bank's local history

Share your own memories of Quarry Bank and read what others have said

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.

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My name was Ann Beese and I was born at 60. Bath Road, Quarry Bank. We moved to Montgomery crescent when I was young and then to 32, Bobs Coppice Walk. Myself and my two sisters ( Christine and Rosemary ) spent many happy days playing with our friends down the wood opposite our house. We spent hours playing in the park. There was a paddling pool in the park and a see saw, giant slide. There used to be a ...see more
I have so many wonderful memories of growing up in Quarry Bank - from moving into the brand new 'fashion houses' when I was 3; four of us on a motorbike, with me wedged between mum and dad (Wes Archer) as he negotiated the roads before they were finished (my 7 year old sister, Jenny, on the back!); the proud opening of the shop in Lawnsdown Road - it was actually called ...see more
To me the first eleven years of my life, growing up in Quarry Bank, was the most enjoyable. I was born Kenneth Graham Sewell, on the 26th January 1947, at 59 Saltwells Road, now renamed White City, and the whole country was in the grip of the worst snows for years. I can remember from when I was eight months old and can recall being held in my mother's arms, watching our new council house being built. Number 3 ...see more