It was the year England captain, Bobby Moore, lifted the Jules Rimet trophy at a packed Wembley Stadium. Our own Graham Dene was there, but he isn't the only one with special memories of 1966. Read here some of the memories our listeners have shared.

"Not just 1966, but the whole decade was such a period of change. We didn’t have to dress like our mothers (or grannies even). Mary Quant was our saviour, bold colours , white boots, two-tone black and white mini dresses , wonderfully liberating.

I watched the match alone. Where was my husband? I can’t remember, but that’s what happens when you’re married to a soldier. I was six months pregnant and we were living in Kirkcudbright, Scotland. I loved it; I was so happy there. Watching the match, I was rather like a beached whale; it was so edge-of-the-seat, I’m surprised I didn’t give birth then and there." - Diane, Salisbury.

"I was just six years old on World Cup final day. My family had travelled to Great Yarmouth that morning for our annual holiday, and as this was before my lifelong obsession with football, it all went over my head slightly!

I do remember my Dad and Uncle squashed in the kitchen of our boarding house to watch the match, as we didn’t have TVs in our rooms in those days, and I do vividly remember the screams as the goals went in and at the final whistle. It scared me a touch, and I wondered what the fuss was about. If it happened now, I would be screaming along just as loudly!

I do remember the atmosphere on the streets was great that night; I didn’t realise what an achievement it would turn out to be, and we would still be waiting to win it again 60 years later..." - Darren, Sheffield.

"My 14-year-old brother, Brian, football-crazy, watched all the games on our black and white tv. The day of the final, he got up and didn’t feel well. The doctor came out, and he was rushed into hospital with appendicitis! 

All he remembers is coming round from anaesthetic and the nurse telling him we had won the World Cup. It was many years later before he actually saw the game; no video recorders then.

I had just left school, and my boyfriend and I were supposed to be going out for a drink. He watched the match with his mates, and they had gone out celebrating! We did marry eventually!" - Linda, Evesham.

"I watched the match on my own. I was 23 at the time, working as a draftsman in the Planning Department for Nottinghamshire County Council. Mum and Dad had gone on their usual Saturday afternoon shopping trip to Chesterfield. I had settled in the easy chair with suitable refreshments. 

As full time approached, I was eating an apple with a knife in hand (to cut it). Full time was rapidly approaching, and I was getting quite nervous. Germany then equalised, and being worked up as I was, I brought the knife down on the arm of the easy chair (with some suitable expletives) and cut the fabric of the chair. Ooops! A total involuntary action, you understand.

I couldn't watch extra time, so I decided to go to my fiancée’s house just under a mile away. The match still hadn't finished, so I went for a walk in the garden and arrived back just before Kenneth Wolstenholme uttered those memorable words.

Mum and Dad didn't notice the cut until several weeks later, and obviously, I denied all knowledge. They never did find out the truth." - Mike, Tibshelf.

"I was 8 years old at the time, but I remember my Dad, uncle, and grandad watching it in the lounge with the curtains closed because of the sun, and there was a haze of smoke when I opened the door. Those were the days..." - Carla, Guernsey.

"I was twenty two and enjoying life as a single person living in north-west London. Big fan of Roy Orbison, Brenda Lee, Gene Vincent, Jerry Lee, Little Richard, etc. Also, Sounds Incorporated, probably the most underrated group of their day.

I was managing a retail outlet in Hemel Hempstead at the time. The premises next door were Rumbelows, a television retailer. I spent most of the game in there watching the final. There were very few people around, so I could safely leave my shop with the sales ladies, who were not particularly interested in football." - Les, St. Albans.

"My brother choose the day of the World Cup 1966 to get married and I as bridesmaid was walking up the aisle when the match was starting. I do remember people disappearing while the match was being played to find out what the up to date score was." - Susan, St. Albans.

"I was 5 in that year and remember starting school for the first time, watching Batman on TV and collecting the cards that came with packs of chewing gum..." - David, Eastbourne.

"It was a great time. I'd just left school and started working as an office junior on 1st August, so I went shopping with my mum for some new work clothes. Everywhere was pretty deserted as people watched the game. Even the shop assistant asked us to call them if we wanted to purchase anything! The bus journey home was so different. A great atmosphere, everyone was jubilant. It was like a street party..." - Carol, Bromsgrove.

"1966 means listening to Wonderful Radio London on 266 metres with the amazing Fab 40!" - Mike, Bournemouth.

"I was 15 and on holiday in Ramsgate with my family when the World Cup was on. My Dad, brother, and I listened to it on our transistor radio while my Mum and sister went to the beach. We spent the evening celebrating with other holidaymakers on the beach. I was in love with Bobby Moore and still support West Ham!" - Carol, Feltham.

"I had a Saturday job in Sainsbury’s in Balham. In those days, the shop closed on Saturday at 4 p.m. Customers kept coming in, updating us on the score, but we were not allowed to leave. So at 4, I ran home only to walk in just as Germany equalised. Imagine the disappointment on my face, but it all came good in extra time." - Jack, Robertsbridge.

"We were at a wedding, and my husband told me to pretend to have a headache so we could leave. It was very embarassing as everyone knew where we were going. We found out later they managed to get a telly at the wedding reception!

Both my husband and I, and the couple from that day's wedding, are still happily married." - Norma, Southam.

"My school had closed for the summer the day before the final. I was lucky to be on holiday on the Isle of Wight with my family. I remember listening to the match on the wireless on the seafront in my Dad's car..." - Paul, London.

"1966 was the year I left school to become a sewing machinist in the East End of London. I was enjoying life and having a little more freedom, although I still had to be in by 10 o'clock or I'd be in trouble and not allowed out for the rest of the week.

I used to love going to Carnaby Street to buy my own clothes. I took my son there in the 80s as he was a Mod..." - Linda, Crete.

"My fiancé and I arrived in Cliftonville, Margate on 30 July 1966 for our first holiday together. All I could think about was watching the World Cup final on TV. We arrived, checked in and dropped off our bags. Jean went shopping and I headed to the TV room. It was completely empty, but someone had put about 50 chairs out in front of a 14-inch black-and-white Bush TV. After the match, we all trundled off to our rooms, awaiting the dinner gong for tea. In the bars that evening, there were no real celebrations; it felt really flat. I can only imagine the celebrations we'd have today!

We got married a couple of years later and are going to celebrate our 58th anniversary shortly."  - Michael, Greater Manchester.

"I was a 15-year-old girl loving the good music and colourful fashions. That year I was on holiday in Rhyl with family and friends, chatting to the lads on the fairground and asking anyone with a radio what the score was..." - Pat, Shropshire.

"I had just been at work for nearly a year, as a Bank messenger for Barclays Bank, and was starting to discover so many things, including music, girls, and friendship. 

It was such a special time for me. I managed to get a ticket to see England in the Quarter-Finals, Semi-Finals, and then the Final itself. The team, the manager, and the support all seemed to come together on that fantastic day.

I still have the ticket, programme, and a photo taken of us celebrating in one of the earlier photo booths. I also seem to remember recording a record on a floppy bit of plastic which has long gone, probably just as well." - Gordon, Bexleyheath.

"My sister was still at school, and I was training to be a nanny at a college in Tunbridge Wells. We were staying with my penfriend in a German household. I was 18, and my sister 15; it was our first time abroad. After the game, we were taken to a nightclub. When others there realised we were English, they bought us drinks and shook our hands. We walked away feeling like we had played and won the game." - Ann, Hook.

"I was in a garage pit underneath a Vauxhall, patching up the floor and spring hangers with flattened oil cans and pop rivets. I was listening to the game on the car's valve radio. I very nearly flattened the car battery!"  - William, Huyton.

"I had just started work in a solicitors near the High Court. We'd go straight out after work, usually to The Marquee, and we'd change in the Piccadilly tube ladies' loos. I saw so many great bands; a very young Rod Stewart, The Spencer Davies Group, Eric Clapton, Jimi Hendrix, The Animals, The Move and many, many more.

On the day of the World Cup final, I was on my first holiday without my parents in Newquay with a friend. We were wandering around the town in the evening and had no idea why all the car horns were beeping and people cheering. The beach was full of teenagers with their transistor radios playing; I remember 'God Only Knows' by The Beach Boys echoing around..."  Jennifer, Uckfield.

"I remember being 11, living in Clapham North, and having to take £200 in cash to a building society in Brixton as we were in the process of moving house. I was terrified of being entrusted with the task; I had to take two buses to get there!

I also remember being given a record player for my birthday with three singles. I just played them over and over until they literally wore out..."  - Ian, Barnsley.

"My Mum and Dad, sister Christine, and I had been on holiday to the Isle of Man and travelled back on the steamer to Liverpool Dock. It was the day of the final; my Dad was a mad football fan, like us all, so he hurriedly arranged for us to go and watch the game at his cousin's house in Liverpool as we wouldn't have got back home to Fleetwood to watch it. 

What a great atmosphere, and unforgettable memories for me as a 14-year-old." - Anne, Blackpool.

"My wife and I were both 19, expecting our first child in September that year. We had a hand-me-down TV but it broke down on the day of the final; we got on two buses to get to my mother-in-law's, just in time for the second half. My wife Sandra said the baby was kicking every ball!

On September 15th, little Sarah Jane was born at Annie McCall's hospital in Clapham. True to his word, my mate Dave Bowkett sold me his Morris 1000 and I picked up my wife and daughter from the hospital..."  - Peter, West Wickham. 

"My school, Stowmarket Grammar, had an Arts Festival each year. I was 13 and had a part in our production of 'Under Milk Wood', but I kept being told to speak up. I always joined musical productions, either singing or playing either the piano or guitar. It was a great year; I was just getting into music and buying records with my pocket money..." - Colette, Chelmsford.

"I was working for the BBC in 1966, reporting on the Group 3 matches in Liverpool and Manchester. I remember Portugal playing North Korea at Goodison Park. The Korean team scored a goal in the first few minutes, and the stadium erupted. They scored two more before half-time, what an atmosphere! Amazingly, Portugal scored five goals in the second half to win. Such a memorable experience..."  - Steve, Sidmouth.

"1966 was a very happy, carefree summer. I was allowed to go to London for the first time with friends from school. Naturally, we went to Carnaby Street and the lunchtime disco in Wardour Street with a real DJ! I was still at school, but yet in the grind of GCEs'. The World Cup final was the first time I had watched a football match all the way through. It made me a passionate football supporter..." - Hazel, Berkshire.

"Being a member of the England Supporters Club at the time, I attended all of England's World Cup games, but couldn't get a ticket for the final. I was 19 at the time."  - John, Hanworth.

"1966 was the year I left Moss Park Junior School and enjoyed the summer holidays before starting at Stretford Grammar School for Girls.

My mum had just passed her driving test, so she drove us to Manchester to get my new school uniform.  Only she struggled to park the car.  A kind man parked it for her.

I wasn’t into football but could draw World Cup Willy." - Elaine, Greater Manchester.

"I began my life all over again! I’d just finished a year as a journeyman, having worked a five-year apprenticeship. Trained as a decorator, I had worked hard at my City and Guilds exams and Full Tech. Gained all these with first-class passes and offered entry to an Interior Design course in Glasgow or London. Swinging London and Art School. A no-brainer!

I chose London and headed down by overnight coach. Found my student accommodation and had two weeks before classes started. Portobello Road was the first stop. The Beatles had popularised the wearing of uniforms and vintage police capes. Strawberry Fields Forever was in the charts, and I became a member of the Zebra Club in Soho. Went to The Marquee one night, walked past Ronnie Scott’s. Visited Tiles in Oxford Street. Stood outside Selfridges and Harrods, browsed HMV in Oxford Street too. Art School was fantastic! 

I met my forever partner in an evening class! Saw the Beach Boys at Finsbury Park Astoria! Cream were top of the charts and unbelievably appeared at the Students Ball. A whirl of new things I had only ever read about in the NME or Hit Parade magazine. Lulu was at Wembley, and I took my girlfriend there. Yes, life began again for me in 1966." - Bob, Fife.

"I went on my first holiday without Mum and Dad this year. Just me and my best friend, Anita, both hairdresser apprentices. We met two boys and watched the final in a pub with them; we had a fab time. Anita ended up marrying her boy; he was from Belgium. We're both still in touch now. Fabulous memories..." - Maria, Higham Ferrers.

"From April 1966 to April 1967, I was serving on board HMS Hampshire in the Far East. During June/July, we were staying in the Singapore barracks at HMS Terror. On the night of the final, we were six to seven hours ahead of the UK; we listened on the BBC World service. At the end of normal time, which was midnight in Singapore, they switched to the next programme, leaving us on the edge of our seats. Thankfully, thirty minutes later, the BBC played a recording of extra time and rest, as they say, was history." - Nick, Gosport.

"Well, 1966 was a big year for me as I had just left school and started work, and with money from my first wage packet, I bought my first record, Black is Black by Los Bravos. I loved that song and still do to this very day. I was also sweet 16, loving the music, loving the fashion, and just loving life. I had five brothers who were all sport-crazy, especially football, and my dad as well, so six males in the house. So you can imagine what it was like in our house on Cup Final Day." - Shelia, Bletchley.

" I went with my friend Ian, and his mother and father, for a week's holiday to Brixham in Devon. We left early on the 30th to get back to watch the final. I was 15 and had just left school at Easter to start work as a plumbing apprentice. A year before, Bobby Moore presented me with a medal for playing football!"  - Ray, Hornchurch.

"I was fifteen, living in Cheltenham and there was an amazing club, 'The Blue Moon' right above Burton's Tailoring. The club opened especially that afternoon adn we watched the match on a black-and-white TV. So exciting! I remember going home on the bus afterwards, wanting to tell all the passengers that we'd just won the World Cup..." - Sharon, Cropwell Bishop.

"Whilst 66 is remembered for the World Cup Final for myself as a 16-year-old, it was the whole summer, the music, especially Tamla Motown, and what was known as Beat Clubs. Growing up in Blackpool, it was great not only the Tower Ballroom and its weekly "Beat Nights" and the Locarno (also known as the Mecca), later the hub for Northern Soul, but Blackpool's own Twisted Wheel, an offshoot of the Manchester Wheel, and rarely mentioned.

I would visit my grandparents who lived in Sheffield and go to the Stringfellows King Mojo club. On one of my visits, Pete Stringfellow asked if I would like to go to Ready Steady Go as a member of the audience and, if you were good enough, dance at the front for the cameras, and I did. Whilst it was released in 1965, Dobie Gray's "I'm in with the in crowd" was the, for obvious reasons, record of the Mods at the time." - David, Poulton le Fylde.

"I was at senior school and 14 years old. I started a Saturday job later that year and saved up for records and any fashion I could afford. I remember I had a World Cup chart that I think could have been from the Radio Times?

We went on a family holiday in August to a private guest house in Sandown on the Isle of Wight. A step up from Eastbourne. First taste of a soup starter to a three-course meal! Upmarket! Number one was Frank Sinatra’s ‘Strangers in the Night’. Been a fan of Sinatra’s music (as well as the Beatles) ever since." - Diane, Corbridge.

"I was 15 and my summer holiday was spent at The Rodeo Inn in Devon. It was run by Renee, a friend of my Mum's from wartime. She was great fun and would often dress up as a cowgirl.

This is where we watched the World Cup final on a black-and-white TV. To be honest, I couldn't see much, but the atmosphere was electric!

The rest of the time was spent travelling around Dartmoor and visiting Okehampton Castle, quite a spooky place. I remember having picnics and playing cricket on the moor. The holidays were great, but still being at school, not so. Music always kept me going..."  - Tim, Crewkerne.

"My friend Suzanne and I used to love putting on clothes from the 'dressing-up box' and our mothers' high heels and dancing down the road listening to The Beatles. We were only 11, but I remember that I had a little mini-skirt that I loved wearing; one pair of shows for best, a pair of pumps, and every summer a pair of red Clark's sandals from the shop in Shirley. 

I was lucky as my grandmother was a skilled dressmaker and she made me many dresses and nightdresses. A lot of them were from the material left over from beautiful gowns that she made to order for wealthy customers. She was also a fantastic knitter and crocheter, so we always had lovely jumpers.

On the day of the final, my Mum asked if I wanted to go shopping with her to Solihull, 'No way, the World Cup is on!' I watched it with my Dad, and in my whole life, I had never seen him as excited as he was on that day..." - Linda, Birmingham.

"I entered a World Cup competition in my local newspaper, and I won. The prize was an ice bucket in the form of a football, with a plastic footballer on top. Printed on the ball was England World Cup Winners 1966. I also won two tickets to see the film of the final in colour at the local cinema, and I took my older brother with me..."  - Brian, Oswestry.

"I would have been celebrating our 60th wedding anniversary on 30th July, as we got married on the same day England won the World Cup. Unfortunately, my husband, Mac, passed away in 2004. I remember all our guests at the reception disappeared into the lounge where the tv was. We listened to the match with a radio on the back seat on the way to our honeymoon in Hastings (we’d borrowed my father-in-laws car, which didn’t have a radio) and went to see the match at the pictures while we were away. I met my partner in 2008 and have been so lucky to have had some fantastic years with him travelling the world." - Barbara, Solihull.

"On the big day, I was on holiday with my parents in Newquay, our first holiday in the West Country. It was considered posh in those days. I had my little Phillips 'Starfinder' transistor radio with me. I sat on top of the cliff listening to the match on my own, but by half-time I had a crowd of seven people around me enjoying the match. By full-time we were having a party with even more!" - Ian, Orpington.

"When my now-husband, Pete, was 16, his parents were publicans, and their pub ran a sweepstake of who was going to win the Cup. Pete picked his stake from a hat before the football started, and guess what he picked out? Yes, England. They had a chance, and he was excited to be holding England   in his hand.

Pete won £25, which was a good bit of money in 1966. We met 2 years after in 1968, and we still talk about his win today." - Linda, via email.

"I'm afraid I don't remember the final. I went to Birmingham to pick up my friend Jane. My Morris Minor got a puncture, and I missed the entire game. Jane hitchhiked to Cambridge.

I was at university, and in the summer, my friend Andy and I  got a job hop picking in Kent Music in the hop fields. With the money we earned, we bought a reel-to-reel tape recorder and the Beatles' ‘Revolver’." - Peter, Great Missenden

"I was 10 in 1966. I lived right near the Manchester United football ground. I remember just after the World Cup, every time there was a match at Old Trafford, a young lad not much older than me, wearing a cap, would stand on the corner of Warwick Road with a sackload of papers. He would continuously shout in a very sing-songy voice, 'World Cup Souvenir Pay-purrrrrs! Don't know why that sticks in my head."  - Karen, Colwyn Bay.

"I was due to start my fire brigade training at the end of August that year. On Saturday, July 30th, I went to the fire brigade clothing store and was issued with my kit, ready to start my new career. Afterwards, I went home and watched the match." - Charlie, Southport.

"I remember all the main events from 1966. The World Cup trophy was stolen, I think in March, but a dog called 'Pickles' found it behind some bushes. As a Manchester City fan, 1966 was also brilliant as the team climbed back into the old First Division.

I was a schoolboy, aged 13. I was so fed up when West Germany equalised just before the final whistle as I had my paper round to do. It was done in record time to get back home in time for the second half of extra time!

The strongest memory of most of the sixties, was waiting for the latest Beatles song to be released, and around August came Eleanor Rigby..." - Tony, Heywood.

"I was about to turn 13 in August. I liked watching Spurs (they used to win back then), and I had been to several matches at White Hart Lane. I was disappointed not to go to the final, but Mum and Dad had tickets while I had to stay at home and watch it on television. When Germany equalised, I couldn't stand the tension, so I turned the sound off and just watched the picture. Needless to say I turned it up again in extra time.

When I went back to school in September, me and my four friends played football on the hard netball court! My grammar school was all girls, and there were no football pitches in Camden High Street.

I was in love with Paul McCartney, and had seen The Beatles twice, once at Finsbury Park Astoria and the other at Hammersmith Odeon..." - Susan, Huntingdon.

"I was at school. and as the tournament progressed, it was such a thrill. To have live football on tv was unbelievable back then. I have older sisters who loved Chris Farlowe, who was number one at the time.

My Dad worked on the buses. Me and my Mum went to meet him after he finished work on an early shit, around noon. He took us into the transport club in Rochdale, bought my Mum a sherry, himself a pint, me a lemonade, and said, 'We'll win it today.' At full time, the place exploded with joy." - Chris, South Coast Australia.

"I was 11 years old in 1966 and remember the day we won the World Cup final. My mother sent me to the corner shop to buy milk. The streets in Brighton were deserted as it seemed everyone was watching the game on TV. I liked the Rolling Stones more than the Beatles as they seemed to be bad boys rather than the clean-cut Beatles.

The 1966 summer holidays I spent nearly every day on Brighton seafront swimming with my school friends. We used to use old car tyre inner tubes as rubber rings. The downside was when you jumped into it in the water, you got a scratch down the side of your leg from where the valve stuck out. Such happy, carefree times." - John, Chichester.

"I  was 14 at the time. Wearing a psychedelic dress bought from Biba and white boots with cut-outs bought from Ravel Shoe Shop. Oh, how I wish I had kept it. 

I was listening avidly to the Beatles and the Rolling Stones and buying their records. I was lucky enough to see both groups live. 

I was on holiday with my parents and younger sister in Swanage, Dorset. We had met up with my mum’s uncle and aunt. We were staying in a guest house and they were camping on a farm. On the day of the final, the farmer let my dad and uncle watch it on television in the farmhouse while us girls retreated to our beach hut for the afternoon." - Valerie, Hornchurch.

"I remember being at camp at Swanage in Dorset with the 101st Boys Brigade from Kilburn Lane in Kensal Rise, London. One of our officers managed to secure a church hall and we watched the World Cup final in black and white, though be it not a very good picture, but it was the result that mattered.

I was 14 and one of the young lads who were selected from the local schools near Wembley to represent one of the competing teams; my group represented Mexico. We all had the Mexico team strip, including Adidas football boots, which we were allowed to keep. It was great to stand on that hallowed turf and an honour to be in front of the late Queen." - Bryan, Bletchley.

"I was 17 years old, living in the small North Yorkshire village of Tollerton, ad n working as an apprentice electrician at Rowntree's chocolate factory in York. Like most places, the village had experienced a post-war baby boom, which in Tollerton's case was 75% boys. So, never a problem getting a football or cricket match organised.

Some of the older boys decided to have a holiday at Butlin's, but rather than the closer ones, such as Filey or Skegness, they chose Minehead in Somerset for a two-week break in July, and I was asked to make up the party of eight. This was the first time any of us had been away without family, and we were all very excited.

The World Cup tournament had started before we left home, and during our stay, we all piled into Butlin's TV room to follow England's progress. As the games went on, more and more people crammed in to watch the matches on a domestic-size TV, mounted on a high shelf, and the room got so hot that most people ended up in swimwear.

Our journey home was on the afternoon of the final, so we listened to it on a Philips 'big dial' radio, balanced on the window ledge of our train compartment, with a small crowd at the door listening in. Everything was going well, and England were leading with not long to go, when we lost the radio signal as we approached Sheffield. About 10 minutes passed before the train left the station and the radio sprung back into life, where much to our surprise the teams were still playing.

We were all very confused, but then learnt that Germany had equalised, and they were now into extra time. Luckily, it all turned out well in the end, as we then heard England's final 2 goals before we got back to York.

Certainly a memorable time for all concerned." - Alan, Solihull.

"I was in the WRAF, and us London-based girls lived in a WRAF hostel on Pembridge Gardens in Notting Hill. We had a great time sitting in our communal lounge watching the World Cup that afternoon.

A fabulous time for me in London then. Mary Quant clothing was all the rage. All the music was fantastic; we lived in a great time. London was swinging, and we shopped in Biba and also Carnaby Street. I could go on… fab times." - Susan, Beverley.

"July 30th ,I had just finished my bread round delivery with Mrs Tibbs of Tibbs Bakery and very excitedly biked home to have lunch and get ready for the match. A few neighbours came to our house to watch the game, especially the Higby family. 

I was only 13, but I had a real crush on the two Higby daughters. One was a trainee hairdresser and would cut my hair in the latest style.

We had snacks and drinks after the game. We were all overjoyed at the final score." - Peter, Leicester.

"I had just turned seven years old, and my wonderful, amazing Dad was a big football fan. On the day of the big match, my Dad sat down to watch the World Cup game. Unfortunately, the electricity went off, just as the game started.

My usually calm Dad was definitely not happy. He never swore that I remember, and yet, he was just jumping up and down in so much sadness that he couldn't see the famous football game. Lovely to have good memories." - Iona, Newquay. 

"Simply the best year of my life at 18, hanging out with the Mod scooter boys in Chelmsford, Essex. We all used to gather at the R&B Coffee Bar, playing all the Motown greats. It was a happy, optimistic time. Truly, England was swinging… Not a day goes by when I don’t remember the fab mid-sixties." - Chris, via email.

"I remember walking the two country miles home from school with my best friend, Bernard, singing some of the best tunes and correcting each other's misheard lyrics. Tom Jones 'lips like cherries' or 'lips black cherry'?

We had the cheapest rental telly we could afford - a cabinet with a lid. Lift the lid and reveal a mirror so you actually watched the 'reflection' of the CRT screen. I just Googled it now and it was a Marconi type 702 mirror-lid television. One just sold in working order at a Bonham's auction. For £17,000. Maybe we should have held on to it!" - Declan, Kilcurry.

"My big memory was getting married, even though my parents said I was too young at 18. This August, we are celebrating our diamond wedding anniversary. So, not only did we get married, we won the World Cup. I loved the music then and still do." - Sylvia, Sheffield.

"I was at school at Broom Road School, Teddington. On the day of the match, my parents had organised a charity garden fete in our back garden in Hampton Hill, Middlesex. I was 14, and my friend and I were running a side show and listened to the match on the radio. My father allowed men to crowd into our sitting room to watch the match for a minimum £5 fee for the charity. Many gave £10 just to watch the match." - Richard, Exmouth.

"1966 brings back memories of mini-skirts, great music and getting to see The Beatles live in concert. I was working in a small office as a junior shorthand typist.

It's where I met my husband, as we're still together almost 60 years later!" - Pauline, Upminster.

"I was a third year studying for an HND in Applied Physics at college in Chelmsford. I grew up on the Isle of Wight, and my fellow students had come from all over the UK to work for either English Electric (me!) or Marconi. A great start to our careers - there were so many opportunities in the UK electronics industry back then." - Richard, Chichester.

"We were on a family holiday in Spain when the match was played. I was almost 8 and only wanted to know when we could go to the beach as I wasn’t interested in the match, which was on a tv in the hotel bar."  - Alison, Hitchin.

"The only England game I missed was the semi-final. I was lucky enough to win two tickets in the ballot for the final, so was able to take my father, my football mentor who coached me to be two-footed. What a day, we didn’t mind some rain, and when we scored the third goal, I was sure we would win. Then Hurst's goal was the icing on the cake. It was surprising it wasn't a full house at Wembley. 

There was no crowd separation, so we mingled amiably with German supporters and, of course, England supporters. The Liverpool lads near us thought they would get on the pitch at the end, but I don't think they managed it, but I liked their spirit. I still feel very privileged to have been there along with my Dad and the 93,000 others.

I was working in St Albans at the time, so it was easy to get to Wembley for all the group matches. It was, of course, the swinging 60s, so pop music, particularly the Beatles, was enjoyed on a mini portable, often thrown on the car dashboard. 

I was courting my future wife, and life blossomed into carefree adventures and to a wonderful married life. Never did I imagine I would still be playing football, albeit walking football, 60 years later, let alone winning England caps at over 75 and over 80." - Pete, Hitchin.

"My memories of July 66 are vivid. Ian and I had been engaged in June and we're still together!  We planned a week-long holiday in Great Yarmouth, staying at a bed and breakfast.  When we booked, the landlady mentioned a double bed and a single bed in an adjoining room.  We reassured my Mum and Dad that we’d sleep separately and booked it.  Needless to say, the single bed wasn’t used much, just rumpled a bit.  I also had my ears pierced while we were there. Ian fainted when the jeweller did it. Years later, when I had our sons, circumstances meant Ian missed both births. I think that’s just as well!" - Linda, Westcliff-on-Sea.

"I had joined the Army as an Aircraft Technician Apprentice and was stationed at Arborfield, Berkshire. It was my fifth term out of nine (three years) training at the time of the World Cup. I was a member of the College's Corps of Drums, and on that day we had an engagement to perform at a local village fete. I can remember us all in our blues, desperate to hear how England was doing, crowded around a young lady who happened to have her transistor radio with her. I'm sure she had never had so much attention." - Julian, Swindon.