Anston, South Yorkshire

My Roots

North Anston is the place where i grew up we are a old Anston family, my maiden name was Foulds.I remember sledging in Butcher Orchard and landing in the river many times, we roamed al over the village and because every one knew everyone we came to no harm i love this place, two of my daughters live here and i... [more]

Dinnington Miners' Welfare Centre

The Miners' Welfare Centre was a Godsend to everybody. There were swings, roundabouts, and the rocking horse on the left where I spent many a happy hour when I was a boy. The hall was used by miners where they could read all the papers in the Reading Room. There were two snooker tables and card tables, and a bar selling... [more]

Trolley racing

At the age of 11 nothing was more valuable than a set of old pram wheels. Using a 4-foot plank (this is old money) for the base. To sit on, we fastened a short piece to the back with an axle and 2 wheels, the same at the front but fastened with a bolt so you could steer it. Fix a... [more]

Doris Webster

Help, Please,
I am having a very frustrating time trying to trace my mother's movements. I know she was at the school in Kiveton Park in 1927 in Standard IV. She arrived there from Worksop and returned to Worksop one year later.
When at Kiveton Park she was apparently living at 11 Railway Terrace, with a family called Melbourne.
I... [more]

Little Hills / Pit Lane

Born 1937 Kiveton family. Remeber getting on the bikes with my friends, riding over what we called the little hills down the pit lane to the tunnel top. Carrying an old clothes horse and a blanket, that was our tent. Take an old frying pan to cook the tiddlers we had caught. It was great. Having a game of kit... [more]

Aston Terrace

I remember sliding down Outcrop and sitting on wooden steps leading to Brookhouse pit. On pay day miners used to give us some coppers and we would share them out. I used to go and see Guddy Pearson, a homeless man who lived in one of derelict houses on Aston Terrace. Our roundabout was at the sewerage, they had a thing... [more]

Moving to a brand new council house

I was born on Aston Terrace (leading down to Brookhouse colliery) in 1956, lived there till I was 3-4ish yet I can remember running down to the bridge to get there before the steam train passed under the bridge, memories I still treasure along with the friends I knew there, many of them also moved to the new council estate. Many... [more]

Maltby Lido

My memories are the happy times I spent as a child at the lido.  We had little money, just a bottle of water and dry bread and jam on a Sunday morning and fun in the Lido.  I well remember Harry Wood the baths attendant.  He used to let us stay over our time.  My brothers used to throw me in... [more]