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I was lucky in that I lived in an area that was not often touched by the violence that was going on in Northern Ireland at the time, but a telephone conversation with my mum in recent days brought back memories of life ...Read more

A memory of Belfast in 1970 by Isobel Buck

My grandmother came from Shepton Mallet and left to live in West Yorkshire. I came to live for a short while and attended school out on Charlton Road. The house I lived at was the last one on Waterloo Road at its junction with ...Read more

A memory of Shepton Mallet by Ian Ludwell

Does anyone remember the Tip and Mount Pud with the cave at the top? This wonderland was at the bottom of Hollingwood but it's all cleared now. We used to play there all the time. There were hard rainbow coloured stones which we I used ...Read more

A memory of Hollingwood in 1947 by Don Rawding

Around the time I was in Mill End Junior school up to the age of 11 (1948-1951?), the school was affiliated for some reason to the church, which sat by the sports field up the hill. As a small boy in shorts I was puzzled by ...Read more

A memory of Rickmansworth by John Nicholls

I had a younger cousin called Lucy and unfortunately owing to divorce she ended up living with the nuns at St Claires. I used to visit her and she'd sometimes came to stop at my home on weekends - she got on well with my four ...Read more

A memory of Pantasaph by Dianne Hughes

Fort Street, in North Motherwell, was a very close-knit community in the 1950's, which is why I still remember the following names: Mr and Mrs Darroch lived at number 21 with their children John, Denise and Keith. Mr Bill Rae, ...Read more

A memory of Motherwell by John Cunningham

Sunday 25th of June 1944. A lovely summers day but at 9 o'clock in the evening the air raid siren sounded and a few minutes later a V1 flying bomb came roaring over the housetops, apparently going to miss us - ...Read more

A memory of Chingford in 1944 by John Grant

Salford forms much of my family’s history, although I only spent a little time there, leaving when I was very young, some years ago I started to wonder how? why? what? brought both my families the HARRIS family on my Dad’s side ...Read more

A memory of Salford by Peter Harris

I arrived in Wolverhampton when demolition of the market buildings was under way. The buildings in front of the church (in the photo) must have already been long gone, but the buildings on the side ...Read more

A memory of Wolverhampton

heads the label in a dictionary of music that I received as a prize in Upper IA. No date. It must have been 1955. My name was/is Margaret Morley. I joined the school on my return from Malaya in 1951, followed ...Read more

A memory of Laleham