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It was only two years or so, from 1959-61, aged 6-8, but it still seems as if the happiest period of my childhood in Latimer was one long, endless, glorious summer. My dad was in the army, in the King's Own Scottish ...Read more

A memory of Latimer in 1959 by John Sayer

I was born in Dysart to a mining family of 5 brothers, me being in the middle. My mum watched over us all and used to take us walks by the man in the rock along to Wemyss and back via the castle estate. ...Read more

A memory of Dysart by Sandy Stewart

I remember Huntingdon's High Street in 1965. I was only a little girl then, holding on to my grandmother's hand.  My grandparents were Kate and Reginald Wayman and they lived in Hartford Road opposite the River Ouse.  Nanna and I ...Read more

A memory of Huntingdon by Gillian Shaw

Hello, my name is Fred Clarke, I was at the orphanage called Pilgrims Wood, in Sandy Lane, in 1945/46. I remember the searchlights and the barrage balloons on the Hogs Back. We used to play in the woods, and go to the ...Read more

A memory of Guildford in 1945 by Frederick Clarke

I remember the pool at Redhill and the cardboard boxes for our clothes. Oddly I was only thinking of it last week when I was locking my clothes up at the gym, I was wondering how they tracked our clothes ...Read more

A memory of Redhill by Yvonne Alexander

I was born in 1966 and lived in the Red Lion. My dad and mum were married in 1961. My dad lived in the village all his life, moving to the Red Lion on his marriage. My dad was formerly of Temperance Hall, down the road ...Read more

A memory of Wareside in 1966 by Amanda Shaw

I was a pre - Nursing student at Daneswood for two years. I hailed from Bolton, Lancashire and it was my first time away from home and town. I fell in love with Woburn Sands and enjoyed my time at Daneswood, ...Read more

A memory of Woburn Sands in 1958 by Kathleen Hagan

My first visit to the village of Llanferres was in the mid 1970s visiting relatives. Walking to 'Fairy Glen' and surrounding fields, hills, woods and farmland, I was in heaven and still am after 30+ years living in the beautiful ...Read more

A memory of Llanferres in 1950 by Ian Robinson

Wonderful walks from Clay Hill, past the golf course and on over the bridge on the stream and up through the woods. Little children with their mothers clutching bags of bread to feed the ducks and swans on the lake. ...Read more

A memory of Enfield in 1950 by Roger Davis

The gentleman pushing a cart in the foreground of this picture is my grandfather, Ernest Pearce (1895-1970). The cart was used to transport bundles of sticks that he cut for sale as firewood. They were sold for 4d a bundle. ...Read more

A memory of Clowne in 1950 by June Harvey