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I also remember Mr. Hill as I used to catch the bus every Saturday morning from West Weybridge station, where I lived, to collect the Sunday joint (of meat!!) that my mother had previously ordered by telephone. Mr. Hill had a ...Read more

A memory of Byfleet in 1940 by Alan Fairlie

My grandfather was stationed on the island "During the War"and was very friendly with a family from Arreton called Hendy. The mother's name was Lil and the father was affectionally called"Tit" (because he was ...Read more

A memory of Arreton by Joanne Fisk

As a small boy in the 1950s I would be taken to see the aircraft at Blackbushe, then London's second airport. Blackbushe was London Heathrow's main fog diversion as it always has been one of the most ...Read more

A memory of Blackbushe Airport by Peter Brown

This hill holds many memories for me, I have walked up and down this hill many times since I was a child. I was born in the village of Port Isaac and as a child I would run, walk and skip up and down Church Hill. I have a ...Read more

A memory of Port Isaac in 1955 by Trisha May

The Eastman Family lived in Gt. Bedwyn from 1735. My Grandad lived in Brook Street then later at Railway Terrace, until his death in 1934. My Grandad had died several years before I was born, but I have vivid memories of my ...Read more

A memory of Great Bedwyn by Heather Trayhorne

As a child during the 1970s I used to live in Burgess Hill (10 miles away) with my parents and younger brother David. I remember being very small and my mother taking us to Brighton on the stagecoach bus with our next door ...Read more

A memory of Brighton in 1977 by Angela Green

I lived at 54 Oaks Road Kenley from about the age of 18 months with my twin sister Pamela and our brother Roger who was three years older. My maiden name was Brookbank. I remember the back garden was very steep on several levels, and ...Read more

A memory of Kenley in 1949 by Susan Beach

I grew up in Worcester Park but during rationing mum was registered at Sainsburys at North Cheam so we often used to walk there. I rode my tricycle in and out of the elm trees along the way. I only remember being in the Queen Vic ...Read more

A memory of North Cheam by Janet Gregory

To me there is nowhere like Skares was, and anyone who came from there will say the same.  Everybody knew everybody else and they were always ready to help anyone that needed it.  You could go out and leave your door open without worrying ...Read more

A memory of Skares by Rita Mitchell

I remember beautiful Waddon ponds with its ducks, and coots and swans, and cycling around the park. I also remember the trolley buses that went up to Croydon, and going to Kennards, and the ponies and the arcade, I still ...Read more

A memory of Croydon by Clara Greed