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I was born March 1947 in Guildford Surrey, my father was a serving soldier based in Aldershot. When I was two years old I was sent away to live with my fathers parents in Horden, "family politics". So here I am a ...Read more

A memory of Horden in 1949 by Richard Makinson

Oh the good old days. There was Barclays Bank in the corner and I remember my dad making an appointment to see the actual Bank Manager himself who had his office to the left at the back. I remember the Bakers next ...Read more

A memory of Welling

As a young man my father was both a keen walker and photographer. His hometown was Derby, consequently the surrounding area including the Peak District was walked and photographed extensively. Sadly he was ...Read more

A memory of Ashwood Dale by ajwhitaker

In 1952 this beautiful hotel was owned by the Scottish Cooperative Wholesale Society (SCWS) and represented a weekend retreat for people who could afford it. I'm not very sure what that meant but that's how it was told ...Read more

A memory of Bridge of Allan in 1954 by Alastair Macdonald

This cemetery building and a smaller one at the top of the hill fell into ruin, and during the 1960s these used to be our camps where we used to hang out as kids. The dilapidated chapel in the middle of the cemetery was also ...Read more

A memory of Chingford

The tythe barn was where we had gym lessons. I clearly remember climbing the rope ladder then hanging from one rung by my knees. I then grabbed the rung to swing down. Unfortunately Imy hand trapped several strands of ...Read more

A memory of Horley by pamela.fabianska

I remember travelling from Dover to Folkestone pool when I was about 7 years old. We thought it was very exciting, and I can remember queuing at the turnstile to get in and where the temperature of the water ...Read more

A memory of Folkestone by Karen Elleray

I remember spending many a summer swimming at this spot. Then they seemed to be long hot summers but maybe that's the memory loss of an older man. I noticed that the rope was stiil hanging from the tree which ...Read more

A memory of Welshpool by Duncan Rimmer

I used to go along to Ffynnongroyw to play with my mate Mark Mellor at his parents which was the chip-shop. I remember playing on the beach and the old dock/railway buildings for hours on end. One day we found lots of 'jelly ...Read more

A memory of Ffynnongroyw by James Harrison

For some time I had been thinking it would be nice to own a boat, and with this in mind I would keep my eyes open. It was only then I discovered boats for sale were very few and far between. You might think in a place like ...Read more

A memory of Dartmouth by Ian Giles