I remember trams! They ran on rails like slots running down both sides of the High Road. The slots were just exactly the right size for your bicycle wheel to drop into – and then you went over the handlebars!

When I was 9 I pushed a snow ball up a the hill that led to our house until it was very near the top. As it picked up more and more snow it got bigger and bigger – but then it got too big for me to move anymore – I sent my little [...]

I remember the rag and bone man, with his horse and cart, ringing his bell and shouting out – collecting all the unwanted junk – and his horse depositing manure in the road for the gardens – just like the coal mans horse.