When I was 12, a cousin of mine returned home to Birkenhead from India, where he had served in the Army from 1924 until 1932. During his first stroll around the town since leaving, he told me that at times he thought he’d lost his way because so many familiar sights from his boyhood had […]
High Wycombe as I knew it in the 1930s was a country market town with no theatre but four flourishing cinemas, the smallest of which was the Grand. Despite its name, the Grand had become a flea-pit in the wrong part of town, and although jettisoning its ancient projectors and installing the latest models, it […]