Nostalgic memories of Salford's local history
Share your own memories of Salford 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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I was born 23 Gallemore Street, just off Union Street; mother's name was Betty, brothers were Harold, Barry and Stephen. Sisters were Joyce ,Sandra and Ann. The pub on the corner was called the Brunswick. Hough Lane ran parallel to Union Street at the end was Peel Park Bridge, remember playing on the banks of the river Irwell near Adelphi Bridge. My mates were Ray Chapman and Joe Neeson among others. Going ...see more
I was born and bred in Salford in 1942 on Littleton Road, the first thing I remember was the flooding of the River Irwell and then queuing for Canadian Aid at Kersal Cells with my mum, we got a home made quilt in lovely shades of green!!! and I remember it was over the bed that my sister and slept, I went to Lower Kersal school and then Broughton Modern, but left Salford when I was 17, but I can honestly say I had the ...see more
I have great happy memories of Tennyson Street just behind Seaford Road, Salford. I was born in 44 Tennyson Street to an irish mam, I was the youngest of three with two older brothers. My mam said in them days, 'I could leave my purse on the edge of the tv and the hall door open, and no one would touch it.' I grew up as a teenager in Salford in the eighties; I also attended St Boniface's School and ...see more
My name is Debbie Sharples, I was born at 456 Great Cheetham Street in 1958. My dad was Alec Sharples and my mother Joan Sharples (nee Massey). My grandparents, Sarah and Harold Massey, were coal merchants who lived on Broughton Lane facing the milk bar. Have lovely memories of growing up in Salford. I have recognised a couple of names from the past; John Potts...I remember you lived on Lower Broughton Road (Mayfield Kennels). Does anyone remember my parents or grandparents?
I lived in Derby Street, Lower Broughton from my birth in 1944 until we moved to Little Hulton in 1954. I remember the Coopers living there too, Billy and Garry Cooper. They lived a few doors away from the couple I called Aunty Betty and Uncle Bob whose surname was Holden. Next door to us were the Jordan's; Ronnie, who I didn't really know cos he was in the army, Tommy, Peter and Lynne. Next ...see more
Born in Grandma's house in 1947 before moving round the corner. Loved the sounds and smell of the docks, watching the big ships come in to unload and load cargo then waving to the train drivers as they chugged along. Played 'kick the can' under the street lights at 5 in the evening in the winter and 'two-ball' on the Salvation Army wall. Went to Central Mission Church where I was Rose Queen and paraded in the ...see more
I lived in 14 Halliwell Street near Ordsall Park. I remember when the horse pulling the ice cream cart kicked a car on Hartington Street which put a right dent in the wing. There was a right old curfuffle. Loved Salford and Ordsall, best years of my childhood.
I remember the floods in Elton St when I was young. All my relatives lived in the area - my grandparents lived in Gorden St - they were called Reid. All my family are from the area.
I remember dancing my heart out at the cad every Saturday night - loved it - it was all very innocent - then dancing round our handbags because they were always getting pinched. I had my first smooch there and rocked all night. I cannot remember the name of the lady who took the money to get in but she was a tyrant and would quickly have the troublemakers chucked out by the bouncer - happy days.
I remember them well, we lived in Easton House after being moved from Melbourne Street, Ordsall. I delivered the papers up and down all those stairs for half of the blocks every day before school and then after school. My teenage years were spent at the Lyndale trying to be grown up and I had my first shandy in the Hair and Hounds.
