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Historic maps of Bishopthorpe and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Bishopthorpe maps
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The Street
I lived in Naburn at Chapel House. My Aunty Mary Walker lived in this row of houses on the left. She lived with the Tweedies family. In 1949 these houses had big back yards where they collected refuse and recycled it.
Youth Hostel
I first went to Naburn Hall in 1947, at that time it was an overflow hostel. I was cycling from London to Inverness at the age of 13. The hostel at York was full, so I was directed to Naburn Hall. When the "Commander" (the owner of Naburn Hall) heard this not only would he not take any money from me but gave me ten shillings to help me on my way, also he invited me to stay with him as his guest on a number of occasions, which I did up to 1952 when I was called up for National Service. On one occasion he took me to Whitby in his Sunbeam Talbot, he also owned a motor cycle. He had an interest in young people, another visitor was another young man that visited him from Andover in Hampshire, he arrived on a Velocette motor bike.
Four Years Old
My earliest memories were in Fulford, York, at the tail end of the 1960s before my parents moved me to South Yorkshire at the age of six in 1971. My father worked at what was then called the Labour Exchange in York. He was later promoted to a position in ACAS and did very well. He was born and bred in Fulford and my grandmother lived there until she died in 1980. I often wonder how my life would have been if we stayed there. I went to Fulford infant school. We lived on the modern housing estate at the back of the motorway. Mum would pick me up from school in the blue Anglia car. You don't see many of those now. Mum was very young and beautiful. She wore mini skirts in those days. As a little boy I thought that was normal as all women are supposed to be beautiful and wear mini skirts. I would cry at school over the daftest things because I didn't have... Read more
Hanging on A Rope
Many a day I would walk into into York and would find time enough to walk along the Ouse River. I was approaching the railway bridge and saw four lads playing silly on a swing rope which was hanging but a few feet from the Banking side. Many times I had seen these lads or lads like them swing on the rope and get much pendulum where, when the rope with them on it was far enough high and out towards the center of the river, they'd let go and drop into the river. There, on this day, was a young lad who was roughly five feet five inches tall and was of a slender figure jumping onto the rope. He was trying to get the pendulum going, but because the wind was against him he could hardly get momentum. It was just then the rope slipped down a few feet with him hanging onto the rope in sheer fright. The rope had been tied secure... Read more
The Paardeburg Memorial.
This is the Paardeburg Memorial (the Green Howards). Due to the amalgamation of the East and West Yorkshire Regt. our name is now what the regiment has always called itself. The Green Howards Regt Association carry out the service of remembrance on the Saturday before the national day in the area of the Paardeburg Memorial and lay their wreath there.
On my Way Into Town or to Visit my Friend Steve Flanagan
Having lived in the U.S now for 35 years this photo makes me very homesick as I haven't seen the old place since 1972! I remember walking down Lord Mayor's Walk and turning the corner next to the building on the right which used to be a greengrocer shop. Our Mam used to send us here to buy daffodils. Just underneath the arch on the right of the Bar there used to be a Butcher's shop that sold great pork sausages. Just a bit farther on I'd turn right into a little lane/street where my best friend Steve Flanagan lived. His back yard looked out onto the Bar Walls which we would climb up and play on the battlements. Wonderful memories. I wonder how much the place has changed after all these years?
Shops
My family lived on the road approaching Monk Bar (behind photographer) from about 1950, through the 1980s and my Dad is still there, so this was our route into the City. The shop facing on the Right was for many years Bulmers secondhand shop. Behind that was a greengrocers, Wrightsons. Opposite is a public house and behind that was Brooke's fishmonger's where Mum bought Halibut steak once a week - I used to love sucking the bone - very tasty fish! It was fresh from Scarborough that morning.
