I know this spot so well as almost every year for the last thirty years it has been a popular street corner to stage music and dance events at the annual Wimborne Folk Festival. You need to imagine that the deserted street corner you see in this picture postcard view, is full of Morris Dancers and their (...Read full memory)

The lady standing on the bridge is my great grandmother Hannah Elton nee Churchill and the small boy her grandson, Cecil Henry Stickland, my uncle.  He became the verger at Christchurch Priory.  Hannah lived with her husband Henry, a carpenter, in the cottage to the left of the photograph just out of shot.  Hannah (...Read full memory)

Ingram Richards was my grandfather. My father (John) was the only child of Ingram to emigrate (in 1927) to Australia. Dad died in 1978. I am a former Australian regular army officer and visited Wimborne on a couple of occasions in the 1970s while on exchange in Germany with the British Army and later when on a (...Read full memory)

I can remember being a very nervous new entrant to the Grammar School and going to Langers to buy a tennis racket and hockey stick. The public conveniences and telephone box were opposite, if I remember rightly.