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Historic maps of Billy Row and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Billy Row maps

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Crook| Howden Le Wear| Willington| Witton Le Wear| Brancepeth| Wolsingham| Hamsterley| Ushaw Moor| Langley Park| High Etherley| Bishop Auckland| Langley Moor| Lanchester| Witton Gilbert

Billy Row area books

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Foster Family Research

I'm doing my family tree researching the Foster family who lived in Billy Row, Crook in the 1911 census. My mam' s great grandad, Henry Foster, headed the family with his wife Mary Ann. Their children included Robert E Foster who was a dentist and married a Mabel Ellison in 1912. Robert died in 1933 at the age of 43 in The Leases Nursing Home, Newcastle. Apparently Mabel married again and had a daughter, Patricia(still living); after Robert died Mabel disappears. Mabel had a brother, Edwin, who was also a dentist. Robert had a younger brother, Charles Henry Foster who I think married a london girl called Henrietta Durham. My nana also lived in Billy Row, Crook her name was Alice Evans, later to become Alice Gilling. My nana's mam was a Charlotte Foster who married a George Evans. Any information would be gratefully recieved.

County Durham memories

Front Street

We did most of our Saturday shopping on Stanley Front Street.

On Monday 28th January 2002, L. Storey, of Stanley, wrote  a poem, about some MEMORIES OF STANLEY, in The Northern Echo. It brought back so many of my own memories of growing up in Stanley (not reproduced here for copyright reasons).

Burns Pit Disaster

From his seat, by the fire, my grandad could see the great mound of the spoil heap of Stanley Burns Pit. It was the site of a horrific explosion, on 16th February 1909, in which 168 men and boys lost their lives. He would sometimes talk of the day he heard the enormous explosion, he was 12 years old at the time.

The grandfather of Kevin Keegan (he who played football for Liverpool and England and was once manager of  Newcastle United) was one of the few men to escape from the mine that day. It's worth bearing in mind that if his grandfather had not escaped, then there would have been no Kevin Keegan.
200,000 people were supposed to have invaded Stanley on the day of the funerals.

“The pal of death hung over the whole neighbourhood. It was a week never to be forgotten.”
“The bringing home of the bodies, heart-rending scenes at the pit. Wherever you look, you are brought face to face... Read more

Nanna's House

I remember going to my nana's house in Roddymoor, it was only a bungalow but I was so small I thought it was massive, haha. I remember jumping the little ditch near her house. I remember taking pictures of the horses.


I was born in Roddymoore and lived there until I was six, I remember the walk up to the school and the many times we had to walk from my grandparents' home in Crook as the bus couldn't get through due to the snow. I fondly remember a family I adored, Nancy, Walter and their daughters Ann and Gwen and Tommy Griffiths whom I was good friends with. I now live in South Wales with my husband and 2 children but remember my few years in Roddymoore fondly.


My name is Mary and on the 25th September 2007 I discovered Tow Law! Having spent 64 years of my life only knowing my birth name was McGurk on that morning to my eternal joy I found all I had ever birth family in Tow Law. This village that I love dearly will be in my heart forever.

Friendship And Loyalties

We didn't need a gym, we got our fresh air and exercise outdoors. Couldn't wait to catch up with friends after school, John, Kevin and myself went to Saint Cuthberts Catholic School, the only Catholic family living there at the time. Church every Sunday, back home, out of or good clothes and off we went. It didn't mater what religion you were, we were all mates. I remember going with Linda, my best friend, to join the brownies at the then wesleyan chapel up Hope Street, no longer there, and making a snowman - a jam jar with cotton wool stuck to it. When asked what school I went to, when I said the Catholic school I was told I couldn't join, I would have to wait till we had a group of our own. Who said adults don't cause bigotry and problems. As a child it didnt bother me. Anyway, they asked my friend Linda if she wanted to join, as... Read more

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