For the memories worth keeping

A gift for a parent, a grandparent, a loved one, or simply for you.

“I first noticed her in the student union bar, I was having a beer with my friend, Dean, and I saw her playing pool with her then boyfriend. We didn't know each other then, and it was another couple of years later that we eventually got together!”

Do you have a favourite holiday?

Feeling stuck? Ask Memoiry for a gentle nudge.

Definitely Key West. I'd always wanted to go as a kid, not sure why, just always had a fascination. I finally went with the family in 2011. It didn't disappoint, we always talk about it to this day.

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Memories we never tell

We all have memories we'd like to tell, but somehow never get round to it. Memoiry is the gentle nudge, asking one warm question at a time and giving those stories a chance to be remembered.

How it works

1

You give it

Choose Memoiry as a gift and add their email. We'll send them a warm invitation from you.

2

They tell their stories

They answer one question at a time, in their own words and in their own time. If they're not sure what to say, Memoiry gives them a gentle nudge.

3

Their memories are kept

Every memory they share is kept safely in one place, creating a lasting record of the stories that matter to them.

Our guiding principles

Perfection isn't the goal

Start with a sentence, a few words, or whatever comes to mind. It's about you, not perfect prose. If you get stuck, Memoiry will gently guide you.

The original words are kept

Memoiry can tidy spelling and punctuation, but it won't change any memories or make them sound like someone else.

Their memories, their choice

The person writing decides who gets to read them. Nothing is shared automatically, not even with the person who gave the gift.

A life, one memory at a time

What did your father do?

“He drove the number 12 bus for thirty-one years. Knew every regular by name, and half of them came to his funeral.”

When were you happiest?

“Tuesday evenings, 1978. Beans on toast, the children asleep by seven, and the whole quiet house to ourselves.”

What were you afraid of?

“That I'd be no good at being a mother. Then they put her in my arms, and I forgot the question.”

What do you still miss?

“The sound of my mother in the kitchen before anyone else was awake. I'd know it anywhere, even now.”

For a loved one, or for yourself

A mother, a father, a grandparent. A partner. Yourself. For a birthday, Mother's Day, Father's Day, Christmas, or simply because you'd like to know their stories.

Give them the gift of being asked

Give Memoiry for £34.99

One payment, no subscription.

Memoiry, the gift of being asked