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Nostalgic memories of Carnforth's local history

Share your own memories of Carnforth and read what others have said

For many 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 was one of the first kids in the new school when it opened. I remember many a supposed lesson period that we spent picking stones of the sports field as it wasn’t really ready for sports. We hated this at the time but later generations benefited from all our hard work. Also played in the first football team there, the first game was against Morecambe Grammar - we got hammered but we did improve after that. Always remember Skirton were the best… seems a long time ago now.
I remember we used to swim in the canal in summer by the bridge next to the high school playing fields... never crossed our minds about it being dirty.
I recall the day the iron footbridge was lowered into place over the canal. I'm probably wrong but I think it was lowered into its position by a huge crane, how they got it to the bridge I've no idea. Have I dreamt this and did it actually come in sections? Before the bridge arrived everyone used the road bridge and we small kids used to launch ourselves up the bridge wall to see the water below. How none ...see more
I too, was born in Kellet Road No.128 and I remember well the Co.op bakery as my dad worked there for a while. After school on Fridays we went to see him at work and were given a cake by the manageress.
Angela, the selling out shop was a must when we got our pocket money. And our Christmas parties at the County were just brill. The school was too small for all the pupils and the senior classes were in the Congregational Church school rooms in Hawk Street. We seemed to be always walking back and forth to the school or to the drill hall for P.E.
I remember Market Street, with its shops,cenotaph and the County Hotel on the left hand side of this junction (out of sight!). I lived on Preston Street from 1951 to approx 1966 and went to Carnforth North Road school. My surname was Newcome then. We used to go to the County Hotel for our school Christmas parties and there used to be a real elephant's foot in the entrance (that wouldn't be ...see more
This was the street I was born on, although not in 1906! The house I was born in was number 110, which is the next house on the left - just off the photograph (although it wasn't built in 1906). Behind the terrace on the left was the Cooperative stables and bakery. By the time I was born in 1951 the stables had become the garage for their motor transport (eg their travelling shops). I think the bakery was still open ...see more
As a child in the 1960’s and 70’s I went several times with my family to visit Mrs Esther Pomfret (Auntie Ettie to us; she was a relation of my father's) at Carnforth Lodge, Lancaster Road.  I don't think this is shown in the photo. The first time I went there I was fascinated by the old house.  It had a musty smell which I remember distinctly.  The very low ceilinged kitchen had a big old table in ...see more