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Bilston, the Girls' High School c1965
Bilston, the Girls' High School c1965 Ref: b353013
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Bilston, St Leonard's Church c1960
Ref: B353023
I was born in Bilston at my granny's house although we moved to Tipton when I was 6 but I spent most of my life around the area and have fond memories of Bilston market (the old one), it was magical when I was small. I was born in Moxley, my granny's house was behind the Quasi Arc factory (not sure of the spelling), it became the BOC, and my mom and auntie worked there. As an adult I went to the music festivals in Hickman Park. My nan lived in Wednesbury and I remember walking with her to the Hickmans bakery to get fresh bread. My auntie still lives in Tettenhall. I moved to Nottingham 9 years ago and I love it here but I like to browse my homeland.
Shared on 11 February 2009
Bilston, St Leonard's Parish Church 1968
Ref: B353002
I owned the Ford Anglia 105E parked on the road outside the church in the bottom left hand corner of the photograph. I rang the bells at the church and usually parked in that place. The car, Harry Potter blue, registration ADH 532B, was sold to pay the solicitors fees on our first home in Wellington. I have many happy memories of that church and remember the people there with great affection.
Richard Dorrington
Shared on 30 September 2008
I was bought up in Princes End from the age of 6, my brother and parents are still there. It's a bit dilapidated now but was brilliant when I was young. The community was full of families where generations lived just streets away from each other. We all knew one another, we played in the streets and in the fields ... yes fields ... including the one across the road from my house with the pond in it which was drained and turned into a park (boring), we had a maze in there and a den, and we had a rope swing under Cox's Bridge across the old drained canal. What a childhood.
Shared on 11 February 2009
My dad was the sub postmaster of Tipton Green Post Office approximately from the years 1949-1961. I attended the local grammar school. Owen Street was then a thriving shopping area, so who remembers Mrs Yates the Newsagent at the railway end and the 2 almost identical sweet shops next door? And The Maypole, Harry Edge the barber (and Charlie of course), and Danks for your fish and chips? And Eades the chemist (who had a fabulous young assistant who I dated a few times), The Miners Arms and the Fountain for liquid refreshment and that poor man who sat in a chair on the pavement every day? Happy years but gone forever.
Shared on 24 October 2009
Sedgley, Bull Ring 1968
Ref: S336012
I came to Sedgley aged ten, having been born in the dock area of Dudley. At five we moved to Wolverhampton. Finally the family moved to the new houses down Cotwallend Road overlooking the Dingle. The 1962/63 winter was a real bad one and even the trolley buses had problems running. The bus stop was outside the Red Lion pub and some used to turn on the island. Secondary school, or big school, was Dormston that was and still is up a side road next to the Red Lion pub. Across the small road was Hartill's the buchers and, at the rear, Hartill's stables. I spent many happy hours working with the horses, learning how to ride, and drinking cups of tea in the tack room which stood at the top of steep stone steps, sometimes it was in school hours!
May's paper shop stood by the crossings where I would take papers with May. She drove her Morris Minor and we would run to and fro delivering the evening newspapers.
The Cliffton, or pictures, was our only real entertainment centre and when girls became interesting it was a place to take them. The now Market in High Street was once a large shop selling sofas and beds. The name of the shop slips my mind, but I think it replaced Eggingtons. A passage went round a centre show area giving a place where friends met and stayed out of the rain, also a shelter for the new bus stop. At the top of the High Street was Granger's fish and chip shop which was another meeting place when the youth club closed. I met my first wife at the club which was built on the old tennis court in the boys' school playground before it was moved to its new position. Time has changed Sedgley and sometimes I do not think for the better, but changed it has and long may it stay a village for any other new boy.
Shared on 03 January 2009
