Nostalgic memories of Stafford's local history

Share your own memories of Stafford and read what others have said

For well over 10 years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs. Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.

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Tips & Ideas

Not sure what to write? It's easy - just think of an important place in your life and ask yourself:

  • How does it feature in your personal history?
  • What are your best memories of this place?
  • How has it changed over the years?
  • How does it feel, seeing these places again?
  • Do you remember stories about the community, its history and people?

This week's Places

Here are some of the places people are talking about in our Share Your Memories community this week:

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I am learning more about my family history, and have discovered my Grandad trained to be a nurse at the General Infirmary, Foregate Street, Stafford. He became a registered nurse in 1950, before moving down to work in London. Does anyone have memories of training there? I would love to learn what it was (...Read full memory)

It’s a rather sad fact that you only come to appreciate a town several years after you have left it. At the age of 19 I was sent to live and work in Stafford between 1964 and 1979, before the Main Street was fully pedestrianised and it’s much maligned traffic relief ‘ring road’ (...Read full memory)

My father recalled when this castle was occupied in the 1930's. How did it ever fall into such neglect so quickly that it was virtually razed to the ground? Who let part of our heritage disappears so readily?

Hi, I was born 43 Tixall road and my Grandmother was at No. 45 we would walk into town via the River Sow to the baths with towel under our arms. Or into town to Woodalls for material or wool and on market day there would be flags for your donations and into the old market with the smells of fruit and veg . Around the (...Read full memory)

My family moved back to Stafford in 1940. Dad would go off on his bike to English Electric most mornings and did Home Guard some nights, it was quite a sight him on his bike, two rifles over his shoulder and he was 17 stone, big man ! He even found time to captain the English Electric cricket team and be landlord of the (...Read full memory)

This development included a Coop Department store and a bookshop that I frequented in my teenage years. The Coop skirted around the corner into Stafford Street and two of the original terraced houses on that street were occupied by the Woolrich family of four sisters and six brothers. The two up and two down houses had no (...Read full memory)

The Perry family owned 2/3 businesses on Mill Street, but the corner building on the left, at the corner with the over- hang was run (owned?) by my step grandfather Samuel Perry in the 1930's/ 40's, maybe even either side of these dates. My father, William (Bill) Hales told how as a single man, along with friends they would pay to (...Read full memory)

Who remembers Reginald Shakespear (Shakey) who lived in Broad Eye. He was a superb musician playing Sax and also Banjo. One of his banjos resided permanently in The Chains just off Market Square, where he would play and his "gang" sit round and sing. As well as a musician he was a fantastic artist and did all the posters for the (...Read full memory)

I have no memories of Derrington unless they are deeply rooted epigenetically. My great grandmother is named Derrington and I write to learn if the town, or some other source, has records of emigrants.

Can anybody remember? I seem to remember that Woolworths used to be by the entrance to the market with wooden floors