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Scouting Life during the Forties I was born in January 1936 in a large village, Lemington in Northumberland, England. Lemington bordered on the limit of the city of Newcastle upon Tyne. It was a working class ...Read more

A memory of Lemington in 1944 by George Ritson

I was born in Upper Oldcroft, we had neighbours of Mr and Mrs Cooper, where we used to get water from their well. Horace and Rene Turley, Jim Cox and Family by the huge walnut tree. Cissie Thomas where we used our ration books. ...Read more

A memory of Oldcroft in 1946 by Grahame Savage

"It's only wind or powder on the stomach"my Mam had said as she walked home from the ammunition factory on a cold Autumn evening. The "wind" or "powder" was born on the 2nd December 1942. I, Colin Gronow, ...Read more

A memory of Graig in 1940 by Colin Gronow

I grew up in Normanton and have many happy memories .... I went to the Church of England Primary school ... walked over the farm fields with my Dad under the old railway line and on to Loscoe Lane to the Bluebell wood .... all gone ...Read more

A memory of Normanton in 1947 by Pauline Wood Degnan

My grand parents lived in Rusper for many years and their house was next to the butchers' shop on the same side of the road as the church. I can remember visiting my grandparents, as a school boy and my grandfather was a local ...Read more

A memory of Rusper in 1940 by Peter Foster

I was born on Doncaster Road, Denaby Main. I remember my granny taking me to Cyril Scott's farm for a bale of straw for the hens in the push chair, he always had a big horse in the stable, and there were 3 old railway carriages down ...Read more

A memory of Old Denaby in 1948

I lived in Burton from 1948 until 1966. I have such fond memories of the village as it was then. There were a group of lads that I was part of viz. Brian Bradshaw, Stewart Salrein, Roger Taylor, Anthony Blundell and we were ...Read more

A memory of Burton in Lonsdale in 1948 by Peter Willan

V. E. day was a great day, as I clearly remember it. I remember cycling up High Street with a flag on my handlebars, and a propeller whizzing round in the wind, which we made out of wood, it was a popular with the kids at that time. ...Read more

A memory of Boston in 1945 by Bob Marriott

In 1942 aged 5 due to my father being a shipwright in the Portsmouth Dockyard he was transferred to a satellite dockyard at Dunstaffnage where we stayed as a family until the war finished and we then moved back to ...Read more

A memory of Oban in 1942 by Brian Woodward

I remember making my first Holy Communion in Holy Trinity Church, which was by then a wee bit changed from the photograph. It changed a great deal after the altar was set on fire in the early ...Read more

A memory of Newark-on-Trent in 1948 by Elsie Corcoran