York, Cliffords Tower c.1950

Photo ref: Y12018

Many a day I would walk into into York and would find time enough to walk along the Ouse River. I was approaching the railway bridge and saw four lads playing silly on a swing rope which was hanging but a few feet from the Banking side. Many times I had seen these lads or lads like them swing on the rope and get much pendulum where, when the rope with them on it was far enough high and out towards the center of ...see more

Some time in York I'd spend an hour or so within the Minster itself, and for me it was not fascination that brought me into the place; it was because its past history which was revealed. Take the Jews, many of which had came from Israel as captives of the Roman Empire whose tasks were to plan architecture and also to keep tally on goods purchased and sold. Whichever emperor it was who supposedly gave the Jews their ...see more

The Museum Garden was something of a treat when my mother took my three nieces and my nephew and myself to the Museum Garden. There were some peacocks and peahens roaming about freely within the gardens, My Nnece Trudy was somewhat amazed when she saw the peacock fan its feathers, she made a remark saying that the feathers were beautiful and said out loud ''Please Mr Peacock would you please give me just one of your ...see more

My dad Les Witty was born in York. After he came out of the Army we settled in York, firstly we had a house in Hanover Street, then moved to Chudleigh Road where my grandad had a house just 2 doors away from us. I spent a lot of time with Gramps, he was my best mate. I would help in the garden, and ate most of the things he had grown all except for sprouts - I  still don't like them ugh! I loved living in York, most days I ...see more