I remember when I was 4 and going down Wood Street on a sledge and a go cart. I remember Wood Street shops, going down a big hill facing the shops on a sledge.

I remember my brother tying a riprap and chasing me about on bonfire night and putting loads of jacket potatoes in the fire.

I remember the man from the shops making pastry and parkin and treacle toffee for bonfire night, and my aunt making huge pots of potato hash and crust and everyone got a crust.