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THE KIDD IS ALRIGHT The daylight had faded away and dusk was now dim enough to coax the streetlights to pop on, their vague orange light slowly getting brighter as their bulbs warmed. Meanwhile inside the Hamblett ...Read more

A memory of Moston in 1972 by Brian Hamblett

Firstly, I must say I was prompted to write this on reading the previous article, I went to school with that writer, Alan Tutt, at Crofton lane School, in 1939 I think it was, or perhaps 1941, anyway we were just starting ...Read more

A memory of Petts Wood by gpogson

When Dad had the motorbike and sidecar it was okay for day trips, but when we went for the fortnight summer holiday the bike could not carry us and the suitcases, so we had to go by other means. To get to Bournemouth we ...Read more

A memory of Bournemouth by Carole Baldwin

I remember the coffee smell as one wandered up the high street. Someone on this memory board has asked what was it called. It was called: Coffee Importers, because that was what they did. You could buy beans or have them ground ...Read more

A memory of Bromley by Susan Tebby

At the time of my birth in the early 1940's, my mother was living at the top end of the village at 101 Main Road with my elder brother Tom - dad was in the army. We left Moulton when I was 7 ...Read more

A memory of Moulton by Peter Byrom

I was born in Russel Place off Hankinson St. We had cockroaches all over the house and there was 8 kids & 2 adults in a 2up 2down. We had no money & my dad was a gambler & a violent man. In 1952 we were rehoused to Corby ...Read more

A memory of Salford in 1953 by Victor Hughes

I saw the first wooden pile hammered into the river bed, and watched it day by day until it was completed. Steel piles was driven into the river bed for the concrete structures, when they got well below the river bed it was that ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

I remember Joe Wyche very, very well; a very progressive man, and to be frank I owe my success to him. At age thirteen he hauled me into his office to inform me I was lazy and he was going to make me work. In consequence I did work ...Read more

A memory of Poynton in 1956 by Rodney Trippier

Yes, I was there around 56/59 ish. My last name was COAD, boy how I hated that name. Most of my memories of this place WAS HELL. The guy running this place was called Padbury, he was a God fearing mother, oh how I ...Read more

A memory of Glenfield in 1957 by Mel Peat (Formally) Known As Coad

Hi, I never expected to see anything related to Shute School. Yes there was cold porridge and great midnight feasts and if you were one of the lacrosse team, and won, a "lovely" tea. I do remember, because of ...Read more

A memory of Shute in 1962 by Marion Barton