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Beeston Park maps
Historic maps of Beeston Park and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Beeston Park maps
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Beeston Park area books
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School Days
I remember moving from a one up one down back to back house in Hunslet at the age of approx 4 years to a brand new council house in Newhall Road, Belle Isle. I had a great time, my father borrowed a pony and trap, and we went back to Hunslet to dig up our privett hedge to transport it to the new house, my sisters weren't allowed only me because I was a man (4 years old). I was born 1952 so this would have been 1956/57. I remember walking to school, infants and primary at Windmill Road School, which was a distance for little legs. Summer seemed to be forever and we were never indoors, always out playing in the cornfields, exploring the streams, damming them up, building dens around Middleton old colliery and the land towards the woods. I stayed there until 1967 when the family moved to Doncaster, because of my father's work.
Chesters
l lived in Chester Place with the little veg shop on the corner. Across the road was another street (I don't know what this was called), it had a undetakers tucked away in the corner. We would hang the washing out across the road, l remember trying to get the kids' nappies dry and having words with the woman next door as l put some out on a Sunday morning, not to her liking ah ah. Our house was the only one in the street that relay tv put a box up, don't know what it was for but gave up £2 a year for it. Trudie O'Hara.
Beeston School
I used to go to Beeston school and remember happy days. My teacher was called Mrs Spencer, she was really strict and used to scare me. There was also a teacher called Mr Shipman, a bit of a tonge twister. I have been looking for a picture of the school, can anyone help me?
Beeston School
I also went to Beeston school and remember Mr Shipman and Miss Booth, the rumour amongst the kids was that they were secret lovers! My dad also went to this school in the 1940s and 1950s and was taught by Mr Shipman, and my grandad went there just after the First World War. When I started the school it was the old building, then I transferred to the new modern school which was built behind it.
ROOMS LANE ST BERNARD''s
I was born on Room's Lane in one of three cottages near to the train station. My father worked for Roland Humphry. We moved to St Bernard's not long after I was born, the house was the previous horseman's home, My dad worked with his horse most of the time and I would sit at the end of the field and wait for dad to finish, when I was able to have a ride home on her. St Bernards had two rows of houses with a shop which seemed to sell everything. When it got close to bonfire night all the children of St Bernards would get together and go chumping. When the big night came, the shop would stay open and we would have pie and peas and jacket taties. When you look around it's hard to believe that there was a train station, a mill and the mill houses. I have just learnt today that the old chapel at... Read more
Ducking Stool
When I was a small child, I remember the remains of an old ducking stool by the large pond which was at the Queen Street side of the park.
End of an Era
In 1944 I was a 13 year old pupil at Morley Grammar School. One beautifully sunny Sunday evening I walked from my house at 16 Albion Street (now Morrison's carpark) and about 40 yards East of the Pentecostal Church of the Nazarene (since rebuilt). I climbed the old quarry tip at the junction with Corporation Street -now the site of the police station I believe.
From this high viewpoint I looked out across Morley, and saw that the textile mill chimneys were beginning to smoke, as the "engine men" started stoking up the boilers ready for the Monday morning return to work. I believe all Morley mills at that time were steam powered, so the Sunday evening firing up was a ritual with which we had grown familiar throughout the growth of Morley's 'shoddy' wool trade development. I started counting the smoking chimneys and reached over 40 before returning home.
Now, I wish I had recorded the names of all... Read more
