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I was sent to the school twice, once in 76 and 78. My grandad was ill the first time, I remember the discipline and the punishments, for me it was a place where I could a child. I was warm, clean, well fed and ...Read more

A memory of Fornethy Residential School by dragondaft

I like to say I was born in the Raven though it wasn't strictly true as I was born in a nursing home at Stourport. But my mum was the housekeeper there and my dad was handyman, and we lived in a flat in ...Read more

A memory of Droitwich Spa in 1950 by Sue Appleby

Hi my name is Dave Brock and I was born in 1942 in Dartmouth! Having done my schooling I joined the Army Cadets in my early teens and found music in the cadet band! We played at most of the carnivals in the area including ...Read more

A memory of Dartmouth in 1956 by Dave Brock

How different we can be! I absolutely did not like Sister Veronica at Our Lady's Junior School, she frightened me to death. I remember Sister Anthony and Sr Hilda and they took us to Gerrards Cross where their order had a ...Read more

A memory of Corby in 1952 by Polly Short

I was eleven in this year 1954 and me and the lads were by this time avid collectors of anything, tab packets was top of most lists, we would scour the streets and gutters wherever we went for that elusive cardboard. The bins behind ...Read more

A memory of Newburn in 1954 by Jimmy Burrows

This was a wonderful wildlife haven for children and I well remember playing for hours on end in the stream which meandered through. We lived in the Vicarage at No 1 London Road and had the idyllic childhood that few seem to remember. I ...Read more

A memory of Oadby by Steffan Hughes

I know this spot so well as almost every year for the last thirty years it has been a popular street corner to stage music and dance events at the annual Wimborne Folk Festival. You need to imagine that the ...Read more

A memory of Wimborne Minster in 2012 by John Howard Norfolk

F-18 From a distance, Tam watched in silence. Like him, the monster had remained in the same place all night, dormant; poised. His eyes hurt from too many fags, the odd tear, and staring ahead into the ...Read more

A memory of Whiteinch in 1962 by Alex Hay

My uncle 'discovered' Polzeath in the 1930s ,it must have been wonderful to come across such a lovely place after London. My parents went there during the war, I imagine it was a real haven for them in those turbulent times. I have ...Read more

A memory of Polzeath by Miss M

I was saddened to read the blogs of boys that had such an unhappy experience of days as a boarder. I was there from 1951 until 1957 and whilst I also remember the less than idyllic food and discipline, I tend to believe ...Read more

A memory of Bridport in 1951 by Frank Sharp