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Memories of Beighton
South Yorkshire memories
I remember living at 2 Chapel Street, it was a grocery shop fronting a farm owned by the Jarvis family. And I remember my uncle charging accumalators in a shed in their back yard.
Posted by Ted Williams.
Village I Was Born
Its the year I was born, so I don't have immediate memory. I grew up there and went to the infant school at the top of the hill on this photo, the corner store on the left is the beer off licence where I would go and get port wine for mum and dad, this is a view of high st, on the right, was the butcher, fishmonger ,newsagent ,grocer,
Worksop rd Looking up The Hill
The garage I recall, when the old man died and they were selling off all the goods. The car is parked outside the pub, but just higher up where the lorry is parked was the Oak Inn, a pub frequented by myself. I knew the landlord's son Michael Mckeown, I went to school with him and he married my sister. By the side of the Oak Inn was 3 attatched houses, one is where my grandma lived just about where the lorry is parked. I wondered if the lorry had some connection as the man gran lived with was a foreman for a civil construction company. At the very top of the hill is where gran lived on my mum's side of the family at 110.
High St is the main rd or the A57 going through Swallownest on to Sheffield. On the left was the main bus stop, presumably the people are waiting for the bus. When I was 13 (1963) its the stop I used to catch the bus going to Woodhouse grammer school. In the distance the lorry is at the cross roads, left to Beighton and right to Rotherham. Beighton is where we went train spotting on the main lines at the old signal box, passing brookhouse pit on the left. Where the house is on the left was a track leading to farm lands and the sewage works.
The first building over the bridge was Pritchards orchard entrance, they used to sell produce at that building, as kids we used to raid the orchard. I lived on Alexandra rd and over a field was the orchards, we got nabbed sometimes. The photo is after 1950 because I remember the council working on the footpath and putting down the road bollards and extending out the footpath. Looking up High St you can see the 3 pitch roofline of the infant school, when I started there the headmistress was Miss Shimalds.
This photo is way past 1950 as this place is Mansfield Road Hill leading out of Swallownest, it is after the council had re-modelled the hill making it a wider road with a tarmac footpath. On the left where the road levels out is the depot set up when the road was re-constructed.
I was born on Alexander Road in 1944 and moved to 79 Aston Terrace in 1945 and these were one of the best times in my life. We were known as the middle row and I can remember most people in the row; Tylers, Barnses, Davises, Scotts, Hibberts, Hazards, Marshes, Tipples, Jones, Adsetts, Scarfs, Dewicks, Tompkins. I remember we used to go down to a place called 'the hillies' where there was a small pond and sand and pebbles. We would catch sticklebacks in the pond; the hillies are now under the Rother valley buried forever. The old iron bridge is still there though I often walk over it and remember the old times. We also played cricket & football on the old playing field which is now the Aston bypass. I also remember going over the old wooden bridge at the bottom of Pit Lane. The garage down Pit Lane used to be our school till it burned down, it was called the Chappel School. Mrs Ritson was our... Read more