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I and my sister were sent to live with Mrs Prest and her daughter, Olive at "Brooklands", Great Hatfield. We were from Middlesex just outside London. We attended school under the watchful eye of Mrs Pearson of ...Read more

A memory of Great Coates in 1940 by Peter Giles

My mum's family came from Elm Road and my grandad (nickname "Ocker" Salmon) was (I believe) fairly well known, as he had a greengrocery round that he did by horse and cart, then I believe he had a greengrocer shop round the corner ...Read more

A memory of Grays in 1964

My parents and grandparents bought Clockhouse Farm in 1938, following the break-up and sale by auction of the Stanley Estate.  A photograph of the farmhouse was shown on one of the pages of the brochure ...Read more

A memory of Alderley Edge

Me and my mates had so much freedom to "play out". We all lived around William Hopwood Street in them days. I'd just left Audley Secondary Modern School, to begin an apprenticeship at Foster Yates & Thom, (Dad & ...Read more

A memory of Blackburn in 1960 by Dennis Godfrey

As a young child, these were good days, we had very little but so did everybody else, Mum had a few chickens, and we lived in a little house on stilts, brick piers, my Dad was working for the Thames Valley, and when the ...Read more

A memory of Purley on Thames in 1954 by Micbhae,]]] Michael

I was born on Palmer Street in October 45. My father of the same name of George Smith was recently killed in Germany and left his little family living with his parents in the Windmill Hills. I have a ...Read more

A memory of Gateshead in 1949 by George Smith

I was four when my parents, Geoff and Pyll Kleboe, bought Keepers Cottage, Henfold Lane, Newdigate. A Mrs Thompson and her husband "Blackberry Jack" had lived there for many years and the property was very run down. With ...Read more

A memory of Newdigate in 1951 by Sarah Rashbrooke

When we were at school we spent a lot of our time in the summer down the marsh, a poor man's Skegness. We had some wonderful times, swimming in the creeks, that's where I learnt to swim. One time we decided to go over the otherside of ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

I shall always remember the old park with great affection. The first time I remember walking through I would only be about five years old; there was a dead blackbird lying on the ground, I gently put my foot on it and it squeaked. I ...Read more

A memory of Boston by Bob Marriott

My first visit to Barton-upon-Humber was in the early 1980s when my wife and I were searching for the graves of my ancestors. To our dismay, someone had removed all of the ...Read more

A memory of Barton-Upon-Humber by Tina Dyches