Nostalgic memories of Wincanton's local history
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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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I arrived in Wincanton as an Evacuee in 1940/41 and lived for a while with my Uncle Frank and his family. My uncle at that time owned Bayford Garage. I was only about 6 yrs of age and quite naturally missed my mother very much. After a few months she too came to live in Wincanton . My father was in the Royal (...Read full memory)
I was born in Wincanton in 1941, at 55 Penn View. I went to Noth Street School and had a wonderful time there. Wish it still was...but that was my young days. I used to watch the horse raising from the back window of the house. I was told that the old man in the Churchyard got down off the block and walked the church every (...Read full memory)
I lived and worked in Wincanton for about 3 years. I stayed in a pub called The Nog Inn, run by a great bloke with the name of Paul Allard. The memories I have are of a friendly town with lots of history. I keep meaning to visit when I'm down that way but never seem to get the chance. As I was in my twenties when I stayed (...Read full memory)
Auntie June, my dad's sister, turned 90 July 2, 2010. We had a wonderful party for her, at the Red Cross hall. The food was prepared by a group of ladies who certainly know how to put on a great spread. Auntie enjoyed her day. This year she will be 91, I will be with her once again to share her special day. Wincanton (...Read full memory)
I remember Wincanton when my grandparents ran the grocery shop in North Street. I often stayed and poped next door to the wonderful cake shop then onto my great uncles who ran Parsons Dairies. I went out with my grandfather when he delivered the many boxes of groceries and I usually fell asleep in the soft leather (...Read full memory)
I met my late husband whilst working at the Cow & Gate in 1955. Although neither of us worked there for very long, we'd some good memories. We married in August 1957, at that time I was working at Verrington Hospital as a nursing assistant, or as we were then called, a nursing auxillary. Many years have passed,since (...Read full memory)
I was born in Templecombe Hospital in April 1943. My mother was Lilian Game (nee Atkins) and was staying with my grandfather, Ernest Atkins at 13 Silver Street, opposite the church (sadly now the site of a garage). My mother was married there in 1939 and was able to walk to the church because it was so close by. I was (...Read full memory)
I have great memories of the Church of St Luke and St Teresa. After instruction I was received into the church by Fr. Paul O' Sullivan, I had my confirmation there the following year. My husband and I were married at St Luke and St Teresa over 50 years ago, sad to say he passed away in 2005. Our eldest daughter was (...Read full memory)