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I recall paying one shilling for a session of swimming, with the changing rooms either side of the pool. We used to keep one eye on our swimming and the other on our changing cubicle where our cloths were. I ...Read more

A memory of Rawmarsh in 1960 by William Toughill

My family lived in Stanmore, Middlesex and on a hot summer evening (yes there were some!) my dad would pile mum and I into his little 1932 Austin 7 and off we would go to the 'swimming bath' at London Colney. ...Read more

A memory of London Colney in 1953 by Susan Rundles

It was around 1952 when these tragic accidents happened to to two Millfield families. I remember the day as plain today as it was then. A little boy had fallen into the Dewley Burn and drowned, his mother was Edna Clues who lived at the ...Read more

A memory of Newburn in 1952 by Jimmy Burrows

I was the son of the cobbler at the Klondyke pit. All the kids at that time played in the streets or went up to the pit head baths for a shower, this was because there were no baths or showers in the miners' houses. Everybody in the ...Read more

A memory of Newcraighall in 1956 by David Thomson

The building behind and to the left is the home of Dr Ruxton, who killed his wife and maid in 1935, chopped them up, and distributed them around Moffat in Dumfries. They hanged him, of course, and the bath where he chopped them up was taken to be a horse trough at Preston Police HQ.

A memory of Lancaster

I drove past this building yesterday and am sad to see what an appalling state in which it has deteriorated. I remember this Hotel in the 1960s when it was a hive of activity with a full ...Read more

A memory of Mundesley by Shirley Scott

My grandad was born here in 1923, his name was Clive John Lupton, also known as Cliff. He left when he was 17 and settled in Liverpool, but didn't speak much about the place. We returned with him in 2001 but he didn't really open up about ...Read more

A memory of Cark in 1920 by Stephanie Lupton

I used to work in the TSB down School Road in 1965/1966. I walked up from Glebelands Road swinging my wicker basket. Sometimes I got a lift off the milkman, it took me longer but he was very nice. I spent my time watching them build Boots and the new precinct.

A memory of Sale in 1965 by Sheila Harvey

My family lived 7 Newport Road, my sister was even born there. As a kid in the 1950s I would go to Saturday morning pictures at the Essoldo, on Leyton High Road, it cost 7 pence. That's also where the library was. I had to ...Read more

A memory of Leytonstone in 1953 by Valerie Stephens

A recent discovery that my great-great-great-grandparents lived in Tollard Royal, where 3 times gt grandfather Francis Faris was the (black)smith, drew me to the village out of curiosity and in search of any tangible ...Read more

A memory of Tollard Royal in 2011 by Julie Wilson