There tea room had a slot charity animal in the door way outside, our grandmother used to give us small change to post in it. The coins made a satisfactory clunk as they reached the bottom, or so it seemed when I was young. For special treat inside Nan would order a cake stand with a selection of cakes, sandwiches (...Read full memory)

This hospital played a big part in my childhood. My sister spent several weeks there after suffering a severe cut to her knee in the 1960s, her godmother worked there as a physiotherapist, and not long before it closed, my mum was there as a patient after breaking her hip in 1989. I went there for an X-ray and (...Read full memory)