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When the Light Goes Out rebuilding a father-son bond

When the Light Goes Out

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When the Light Goes Out by Alex Wright Growing up as a young boy of divorced parents is a storm of love, loss, fear, and...

Every Picture Tells a Story

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Every Picture Tells a Story by Keith Bruce “I went to The Boro the morrow…” So the nonsense rhyme goes. I always thought this was...

Beware the North Shields Ghost!

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A rather strange article appeared in ‘The Port of Tyne Pilot’ newspaper in July 1840, tucked away between the shipping news and the births,...

Use it or Lose it:YOUR Local libary

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By Pauline Stewart Over the past 25 years, Joyce has always been incredibly helpful and knowledgeable whenever I've visited the library in North Shields, especially...

The Lives of Little Ones

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I wrote a piece in December’s issue about a project I’m working on called 100 Days of Little Stories. As part of the project...

Snapshots of Shields: The Stories Behind the Photos

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By Louise Luke I was around 11 years old when this photo was taken, with my brother Paul, my mum June, my dad Eric, and...

All Together Then

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By Keith Bruce Street trips. We don’t seem to do them any more. Yet they were all the rage in Shields during thefifties and sixties....

In Conversation With… a 102 Year Old

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By Mim Robson Last month Mim Robson met for a chat with her 101 year old grandpa, Harold, and shared part of their chat in...

THE YMCA | The Gymnasium

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By Dan Bowen North Shields resident Dan Bowen wants to sing the praises of the YMCA – particularly the gymnasium… For most people in their 40s,...

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North Shields 800: What’s in a Name?

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Is North Shields just the town centre and Fish Quay? Or does it stretch as far as Marden, New York, or even Shiremoor? Ask a local and you’ll get a passionate answer—though not always the same one. From council wards and constituency maps to postcode databases and Google boundaries, everyone seems to draw the lines a little differently. But maybe the true definition of North Shields isn’t found on a map at all. Maybe it’s cultural, emotional—even personal. After all, if it feels like home, who’s to say it isn’t?
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