Beautiful photographs inspired by and in appreciation of mothers everywhere. Days out by the seaside, feeding the ducks in the park, spending time together as a family. Enjoy this themed selection of images, and browse for towns and villages that hold a place in her heart.

My Grandma and Aunt

   Some years ago I gave my mother a book of Old Weybridge photos for Mothering Sunday as this is where she was brought up. Imagine her surprise, on seeing this picture of Queens Road in Weybridge, to realise that the two people on the far right were her mother and younger sister, Edith & Lesley Johnson. She recognised her mother instantly from the distinctive hat, which she is also wearing in my mother's wedding photos!  

From a memory by Gill Hicks. Click here to read the full memory.

Where's our Susan?!

   I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when I saw this photo and the year it was taken. I was born in 1960 and my mam already had my two older brothers to look after, one was 3 and the other 1. She took us all to the shops one day, this would have only been a short walk from South Street, which was at the back of the shops, my two brothers had her mithered all round the shops, she says, so she just got a few things from the shop next door to the Co-op, called Maypole and headed back home. A few hours later my dad came home from work, looked around and asked "Where's our Susan?" - me mam says she went sick! She'd only gone and left me outside the shop!! They ran back round to the shop - yes, I was still there in my posh Silvercross pram, 3 hours later! I love reminding her of that!  

From a memory by Susan Miney. Click here to read the full memory.

Mother's Day Gallery

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Scole Stores

   My parents Bernard (better known as Syd) and Margret (Peggy) Blunsom owned Scole stores in the main street of Scole. I rember the house well across the road was pretty"s garage. Old Mrs Johnsons cottage was sandwiched between us and the Scole Inn. On the other side was an antique shop where every mothers day I would go with the five shillings my dad had given me and get my mum a mothers day gift. The hugh heavy gates that lead into the court yard of the house where a long row of out buildings stood. One had been a bakery at some stage as the hugh oven was still there in the stone wall and next to that were some stables a store house and a coal storage area . Running the full length above these buildings was a hay loft with a hugh trap door. The house was amazing with many rooms. The shop was at the front it was a general store and we sold everything . The smells a mixture of freshly sliced ham ,freshly baked bread , newly baked fruit cakes and scones all baked by my mother. We also sold paraffin pegs clothes lines so many things. It was also a place where the villagers would gather and chat and catch up with each other. A large cellar ran under the house and shop it was always cool down there and was used as a storage area for the stock . We had a sitting room leading from the shop and a big kitchen with a lovely warm raburn in the corner. There were two staircases in the house one dark and dingy leading upstairs from the kitchen the other a grand regal affair at the front of the house with a highly polished bannister which we used to slide down constsntly. I attended the village school and my long suffering brother had to walk me up the hill every day. Sadly my parents have both passed on and I have lived in australia for 35 years but a friend of ours recently visit scole on an overseas trip to England and it made me remember our beautiful old house. Then I found the photos on this site there it was the big gates the garage thankyou so much for helping me to relive such a lovely time in my life.  

From a memory by Sally Smith. Click here to read the full memory.

My Early Years

   My sister, parents and I lived in Florence Road with my Aunts. We had the recreation ground at the bottom of the road and in those days we used to play for hours there with other neighbours children. I used to go to the bowling green there and watch with my Dad the bowlers playing on the immaculate hedge enclosed green in the rec. There was an outdoor swimming pool where we learnt to swim, it got very crowded on hot days and it took us ages to immerse ourselves in the cold water. The pool and green are not there now. I remember taking my dolls and pram and walking to the manor grounds park and pushing my pram round the rectangular pond with the fountain in the middle. This fountain I believe was stolen in later years as it was of significant value. I started school at Featherstone Infants in 1949/50 and remember on the first day thinking school had finished, walked home only to be taken back as it was the morning break. We went on a class trip to a farm and my picture was in the local paper along with David White, we were siiting on a donkey. We went to Sunday school at St. John's old church. Our teacher was Miss Bicklestone, she was very old but used to make leaflets and things for us to take home. I remember Mothers Day - we were given a bunch of violets to take home. Southall was a quiet and respectable place then especially on a Sunday. I have quite a few very old photos.  

From a memory by June Dover-Flegg. Click here to read the full memory.

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Nuthurst

   I lived and was bought up at Cooks Cottages Nuthurst, from 1941 until about 1950. I went to school at Nuthurst village school. I also went to Nuthurst church with my friend from next door, Jennifer, also her mum. My friend and myself started school together. At home we had no electric, no gas, so we had to use candles, and no flush toilet, so a hole had to be dug every time, so we had the best garden around,and my grandmother grew all her own veg. I also remember seing my friend getting run over by the local bus outside our gate. I also remember the accumulater for the radio, and the tin bath. Also on Mother's Day my friend and I went to church and were given a posy of flowers to take home. They were my happiest days living there, from there we moved to Sedgewick Lane, but the two cottages are still there, but now have electric.  

From a memory by Carol Woolhead. Click here .