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Nostalgic memories of Weymouth's local history

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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.

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Displaying Memories 11 - 19 of 19 in total

Weymouth is the venue for the Wessex Folk Festival which this year attracted may Morris Sides from around England. We took turns to perform over the three day festival in June and most of the music and dancing was alongside the boats moored downstream from the bridge. I brought my accordian and played in the Whitethorn Band. We had fine weather on the Saturday of the Festival and there were huge crowds ...see more
I enjoyed the photos of Weynmouth and other memories - I used to visit my aunt and uncle through the 1950s when they ran a hotel right on the quay called The Edward Hotel, now made into apartments I believe. It was right opposite the Alexandra Gardens Theatre and I enjoyed seeing so many summer shows and meeting many stage personalities - I still have two full autograph books to prove it and I am in my ...see more
My dad lived in Weymouth for several years. His father worked for a dairy and later ran a kind of dairy shop in the town. The family were based at Chickerell Road. I would love to hear from anyone who remembers him. gconnatty@gmail.com
My parents were married in this church in June 1943. My father Ernest was in the Navy (based at Portland) and my mother Joan worked as a secretary at Tilleys Garage.
My mum and dad had their annual holidays in Weymouth in the late 1950s through to the middle 1960s. My dad worked at Vauxhall Motors in Luton but always went on the train as he did not own a car! My earlist memories of visiting Weymouth was of standing in the corridor of the steam train waiting to get the first glimpse of the sea. We used to stay in a boarding house in Spa Road which was run by a Bert and Mary Pitman ...see more
I first visited Weymouth in 1948 with my mother, father, brother Terry and sister Joan. We travelled down from Chesterfield in Derbyshire in dad's pre-war Morris 8 saloon, and camped at Waterside in Bowleaze Cove, which was then owned by Mr. A.H.Pheby. We were amazed at our first view of Weymouth and Portland from the hill overlooking the town, and we all came to love the place so much that we all ...see more
I was only small when we moved to Longfield Road but old enough to remember walking through the bombsites on the corner of Buxton Road with Rodwell, and Chapelhay, and noticing wallflowers, buddliea and butterflies among the heaps of rubble and being concerned when coming across a fireplace or something that looked like a part of someone`s house.
It was the year before I married that my husband to be and myself went on a vacation to Weymouth. We had a lovely time, the weather was just glorious for us. We always said that when we married we would revisit Weymouth. Well, we did in the year 1968 with our first born she was 4 years old at that time. I remember so well enjoying a day on the beach, and my little daughter had such fun watching Punch & ...see more
I have lived in Weymouth since 1947 when I was 2 years old. In July 1955 one of my brothers was born. This was about a week after a massive thunder storm causing a flood. The water at Westham bridge was a foot deep. It's good to to look at these photographs to see how things have changed.