Barnsley, Market Hill 1949
Memories of Barnsley, Market Hill 1949
My twin sister and I were recalling the day of the Coronation all those years ago. Jane and I were 8 years old. That morning we walked to Diggle's gargage next to the Co-operative on Hough Lane. We were' allowed' to watch the Coronation through a big window at the front of the house/building. It was raining all the time while we watched. We have often wondered why we weren't allowed inside. I doubt half a dozen children would have done any harm. Later that day we had a party at what was the Burling and Mending canteen across from Doctor Maxwell's home. Potted meat sandwiches and jelly and custard for tea. The ladies had trimmed the place up with buntings and flags. It was a happy day. We were given a mug with the Queen's face on as a reminder of the special occasion.
Lundhill is a steep hill that leads into Royston, where the Monkton coking plant lies. Just at the side of Lundhill was Monkton Row, it was to be demolished in the 1980s. But before then a big flat bed lorry failed to take the corner of the hill and ploughed into the wall - there was hardly any give in the wall because there was a raised field behind the wall. The noise of the crash could be heard some half a mile away where many a folk ran either out of their homes or up the street. The lorry was carrying Sheets of A4 printing paper. the impact of the Lorry hitting the wall sent forty or fifty parcels shooting off the lorry into the field. The lorry driver was somewhat shook up but not badly hurt. People from Monkton ...Read full memory
I was a chain lad when the M1 was being constructed. I was working for Amy's, the asphalt company. Amongst other things I was to make cups of tea and also collect thousands of pounds in wages for the work force. My boss who's name I canot recall, told me of some special people coming and that I had to get the china tea-set out and simply make tea and pour it out. When they arrived; some twenty management, I was courteous in every detail with much politness. I've always known how to make a good cup of tea and never use tea bags. Anyway, the big boss was so pleased in me being so polite and as he said 'having the best cup of tea made for him', he simply looked over to my boss and asked him how much my wages were. On ...Read full memory
As a young child mother would always take me to Barnsley where she'd do most of the shopping. Barnsley may have been something of a rundown town but one could always have a bargain. There in the old market was Oatfields caravan which would have been a three berth, but it was gutted on the inside with forms to sit on. Nearest to the door was a small cramped kitchen and bar. Oatfields would serve home-made mince meat pies and mushy peas. People would queue up outside waiting to get sat down to eat. When I look back at it all I cherish that memory more than anything. To me, I'd rather have had a pie and peas rather than a meal in a cafe. Finally when Barnsley was to have its multi-car park and its indoor market, ...Read full memory
I was something of a naughty boy back in those years: there were four of us young lads who were to bus it to Barnsley from Royston where we were barely old enough to go sampling Barnsley Bitter. If we were sixteen let alone eighteen we went into the pub which was where the In-door Market stands. although the Landlord asked us of our ages where we were to tell him Porkies, he was to simply frown upon us and poured out the beer. There within this pub were old codgers where I noticed some of these men having a Ten shilling note pinned onto their top pocket. At first I never knew what this signified until many years later, shall we say that there were young women of misrepute where a woman would tap one of the men on ...Read full memory
Raynors Cafe was a favourite place to eat, besides being reasonably priced the pork pies and sloppy peas were the best in town.
I also queued in the shop for bread with my gran. Can anyone remember going in the public hall for dinner and Raynors cafe? Ooh, those pies...
Please does anyone remember any shop in Royston or Barnsley owned by my grandparents? They either used the name Appleyard or Broadhurst. I would be very grateful if anyone could remember. firstname.lastname@example.org
Most of my working life, to this day I have walked daily down Market Hill. In the 1960s I worked at Wrights chemist. I remember Guest's provisions shop, very classy, wonderful smells of fresh coffee. I remember Goodworth's bread shop, where you could buy real, 'proper bread.' It was difficult to get the bread all the way home, it smelt so good. I remember the market stalls on the left hand side going up. All the shops had standards. As shop assistants we had to behave in a certain way. Are we getting older, when we think the past was better? Lovely to remember though. Denise.