Woodham's railway sidings on the docks where they kept the defunct steam trains. I particularly remember some of the engines having signs painted on them saying please "do not let me die!" It was a train lovers paradise. Sadly for some the docks ...
Dancing at the Helens‚ with Marilyn Enticott, the prettiest girl in town. Playing water polo for Barry and flying the Tiger Moth at Rhoose Airport. As a little kid, standing on the balcony outside of my parents bedroom and watching the Memorial ...
Chamberlain on the radio, 1939, At War with Germany, Air-raids, collecting shrapnel to swap. Rationing. G.I.s giving the Kids gum & chocolate. Italian P.O.W.s freely wandering the streets. VE-Day, VJ-Day, Serving Apprenticeship at Graving Docks, ...
Barrage ballon over highbury fields. The lamplighter following the milkmans horse to collect the horse dung for the garden produce eg (tomatoes). The rag man, farthing for the return of jam jars, pig bins at the bottom of the road, Trams, tar block ...
I remember moving to ashford, from smokey old london and what a joy it was to shop at the market stalls. ashford, i think was the first saterlite town, the people were very tolerant of us londeners. I left ashford in 1970 and settled in south ...
I was about 9 in 1987 and I remember it Snowed for what seemed forever, the cars were gone under the snow, ice hung of the drains, it was a big freeze! My dad made us a sledge out of an old peice of corrogated Plastic turned up at the ends and it ...
I remember a dog fight over Bognor when our RAF boys chased a Jerry and crashed him into the Gasometer. As kids we thought this great fun. I believe the Jerry Pilot is buried in Town Cross Cemetery, along with a few more victims of dog fights over ...
Playing in the field up the road on guy fawkes night. Getting dragged off to Australia as a kid. Working to return home and finally arriving. Damn its good to be home.
This memory was originally posted by Graham C., on October 2nd, 2002.
Lyons club, Horsendon hill, The fields at the top of Sudbury Heights, East Lane School, Vale Farm swimming baths, Bernard Harris, Brian Hawkins, Sylvia especially.
This memory was originally posted by Ron Smith, on December 23rd, 2001.
My grandad was working cutting wood when he cut all of his fingers off. The next day my grandad woke up and found that his hair went from black hair to white hair it was because he was in shock from cutting his fingers off.
This memory was ...
