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I would define the center of Sheriff Hill to be the intersection of Southend Terrace, Windy Nook Road, Sodhouse Bank, and Church Road. I was born not 100ft from the intersection on Windy Nook Road. Our cottage ajoined the ...Read more

A memory of Sheriff Hill in 1942 by Robert Hall

I lived at High Dyke opposite Bewley's farm, I went to St. Pauls school and remember Mr T Moore the head teacher, farther down from our house was Trevaskis's shop which always smelt of firelighters, on the other side of the road was ...Read more

A memory of Frizington by bridged

Early memories of Aveley Village are going into Woodyats green grocer with my mum for fresh veg. Old Mr Woodyat always wore a brown shop coat and had his hearing aid unit in the top pocket. You had to speak at his pocket so ...Read more

A memory of Purfleet by Mark Sopher

I remember Cliff and his brother Eric. I also remember his lovely sisters, we all mated about with the Wainwrights, Bomber Pearson, Alan Stott, the Cross brothers and Johnny Jackson. Bird nesting under the viaduct, going down to ...Read more

A memory of Wombwell

My granddad was born in Stokesby and married Margaret. My mum, Annie, was born in Stokesby along with siblings Christina, Sylvie, Alex and David. Every weekend and school holidays myself and my sisters, Maureen and Margaret, would ...Read more

A memory of Stokesby in 1954 by Jean Roberts

I was born in 1942 and brought up in Walthamstow in NE London. We were a working class family and Dad always provided us with 2 week's holiday, if possible 'by the sea'. In 1951, Dad chose Dawlish Warren. ...Read more

A memory of Dawlish Warren in 1951 by Roy Beiley

My family moved into Howdendyke upon completion of the Airey Houses when I was two years old. We lived at 4, Ferry Road which was the main street into Howdendyke. As I grew, reaching nursery school age and ...Read more

A memory of Howdendyke by John Jessop

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

When my mother first bought the 'Pink' cottage, at the edge of the fen, it was very dilapidated, the barn in the back was almost gone, we had no electricity, no running water, the ceilings were too low, the stairs were falling ...Read more

A memory of Reach in 1959 by Jeannette Howard

I was 6 weeks old, I was told by my Mam, when I had my first holiday at Fitties Camp. So that would have been some time in August/September, as I was born in July, 1961. I don't remember my first few ...Read more

A memory of Humberston Fitties by Vicky Ogden