As Told

Memories. These are mostly all that remain of the recent past, these memories (unless shared) will be forgotten or lost without being collected and treasured. An old diary, a letter or post card you find in a drawer at your parents house, to us it is a piece of history, to them it is a memory, a personal account of history, that without being collected, could be lost or forgotten.

My driving force for this site is because of remembering the stories of times past that my Grandma would account, telling me about the war, her father, the Land Army. I suppose I have reached a time in my life where I have become very sentimental, wishing I had spoken more to my Grandma, and written things down. My mind is very much like a bag of old tangled wool, but untangled, sorted and tied together it could be made into something, but there is little or no organisation, so begins my journey on this site. I may one day be organised enough to write a book, but until I have more than tangled memories, I will endeavour to blog it. Which is why my sites content is all right reserved.

I remember many stories my Grandma would tell me about the past. I will try and add these to my site, as well as memories that are shared with me and that i have permission to share on here.

If you have memories you would like to share, then contact me share@astold.co.uk