Hello to everyone. I'm Anne who lived at 52 Netherton Moor, Hartford Camp #1 until October of 1957 when my family emigrated to Canada. It's locked in my memory as it existed then. It was a magical place to be a child. My mother used to take us to Beadnell's in Bedlington and hand over her ration book and stamps while we waited for everything to be brought forward. I loved taking the bus from Hartford Hall to Bedlington and back again all by myself. I used to go into the greengrocer's shop and buy a green apple and a piece of licorice root then cross the street and look at the shoes in the shoe shop. It was such an adventure. How trusting we all were then and how times have changed. I keep coming back to this site periodically and decided to join you since the pull of memories won't let go. We can't know what the future holds in store and there's such joy in remembering the past.