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Nicola Kathrens

'Once upon a time I moved from Bolton in Manchester, with Mum and Dad and my two sisters Mand and Joo Joo, to Weymouth, when I was six. Dad had got a job as a customs officer at the then working ports of Portland and Weymouth. My first memory of that move was waiting on the beach while Dad went to get the keys of our new home on Roman Road, with its green gloss-painted bathroom. I was sent to St Augustine’s Catholic Primary School along with my two sisters, and it’s ...

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Jim Goddard

I was born in April 1957 here on the farm, at Fairmile, beside the Old Sherborne Road. My father was drilling grass seed that day in a nearby field, in those days of course his presence only being required at the conception of his children. Dad, like me, was always a working farmer; he drove with the men, and there was a team of men working here then – Roy Dunford, Ralph Brown, Bert Yarde, Albert Fuller; and Arthur, who was so driven by economy that if he knew he ...

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Philiy Page

‘I was born in Redhill, Surrey, near where we lived in a village called Dormansland. My father left us when I was four, when my brother was still a babe in arms. My Mum was Catholic, and was thrown out of the church because of the divorce. From that age my brother and I didn’t see my father. My mother’s family history was complex. She was a war baby, born at the end of WW2; her mother enjoyed a party, and her father, we think, was an American air force pilot ...

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Matt Kingston

‘I grew up in Cheltenham, the fourth of five children. The musical side of my family comes from my mother’s parents; my grandfather was a music teacher, composer, violinist, organist and conductor whose name was Eric Coleridge, so I use the name Matthew Coleridge when I compose, as a tribute to him. My parents weren’t musical at all so it skipped a generation, but all five of us children learned instruments. I don’t remember a time when music wasn’t part of my life. I remember dancing to Dire Straits and ...

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Margie Barbour

‘My parents, Jane Galbraith and Michael Barbour, were born in the early ‘20s and joined the services when war came. My mother became a meteorologist in the WAAF, and my father a submariner in the Navy. They were both keenly academic, and immediately after the war, went up to Oxford University where they met and married in ’46, and a year later had a baby, my sister Rosalind. My father became a lecturer in Geography at the University of Khartoum in Sudan and two years later I was born in ...

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