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Lockwood Beck And Lingdale
Hi Everyone what a lovely photo of the reservoir. My family lived at the reservoir for many years. My father and his father were born there with his sisters. He was Henry Marshall born 1923. He was the 3rd Henry Marshall...me I'm the 4th and my son is the 5th.
A family member has traced the family of marshalls back to 16oo's in Lincolnshire.
My dad used to work for the Water Authority and found out when the trees around the reservoir had been cut. We often used to collect logs for our fires when we lived at 8 Davison Street Lingdale. Unfortunately I never fished the waters.
Dad told us about the early years of the war when German Bombers dropped the surplus ordance on the moor above the houses, they caused many moor fires and after wards he would collect used ordnance shells and polish the brass placing them on the hearth. Other stories concerned going along the stream, under the bridge into the farm across the road... Read more
Fish And Chips in Gerrie Street
I remember when I was a little girl and we lived in Gerrie Street. Opposite us was Mr Brown's Fish and Chip Shop and he made wonderful fish and chips. The window of my mum and dad's bedroom overlooked the fish and chip shop and what we called "The Bank Top". I used to creep out of bed in the summer and watch the young people getting their fish and chips and then standing on the bank top to eat them. At the weekend there was always quite a crowd and I was fascinated.
Mr Brown was a lovely man. I used to play whip and top on the bank top and many a time I can remember him knocking a nail into the bottom of the wooden spinning top for me when my dad was at work and couldn't repair it for me.
When the fish and chip shop closed the shop was turned into a house and we moved around the corner into Albion Street. I am now... Read more
Cleveland memories
Shale Heaps
Hi, I lived at Lingdale at 27 North Terrace which was the last row of terraced houses near the shale heaps which were deposited from the iron ore mine which was situated in Stanghow Lane. The distance between the houses and the shale heaps was about 12 feet and was held back by a stone wall which was crumbling allowing the shale heaps to encroach towards the houses on North Terrace. I remember me and my sister Enid used to climb to the top of the shale heaps with a piece of cardboard or tin and slide down the shale heaps, needless to say that many a time I arrived home with no rear in my little short trousers and suffered for it, but we still used to do it regardless of the consequences, it was such fun.
I also remember the ack-ack unit that was situated at the top of Stanghow Lane during the Second World War and my brother Walter bringing me a piece of perspex from one... Read more
Memories of The 1930s
Sometimes in those early days we went on holiday to Mam’s mother and father in Brotton. This was a small village about two miles from Saltburn, a Victorian holiday resort on the North Yorkshire coast. I recall the pier there, where you feel you are out at sea when the tide was in. A journey up and down the cliff on the funicular railway was always a thrill. It is still there and is still quite exciting as I discovered to my delight a couple of years ago. Grandma and Grandad lived in a small terraced house on the High Street. number 41. Grandad had a rocking chair beside the fire and a spittoon beside it. The spittoon was filled with fresh sawdust every day and was black-leaded every day also. There was a large open range, itself also black leaded daily, and water for the house was heated in a side part of the range. Grandad had been an iron miner at Skinningrove iron mine nearby, in his working... Read more
Upleatham Church
I remember that The Green Howards (Army) did a renovation on the church some years ago. It could be anywhere between 1960 / 1970 ish, but I do remember that as a philatelist, a First Day Cover was issued and I bought one. Unfortunately I sold on my collection, so can't pinpoint that event. I know that they did a great clean up job, whitewashing the inner church and doing a general tidy up. I have recently been up to take my own photographs for my church 'Newsletter' as I do write up places of interest as a feature.
If anyone could furnish me with facts about the church I would be pleased to hear from them. My email is jim.humphrey@ntlworld.com
Upleatham
We lived in Upleatham, my gran, grandad and my mum and dad. I was really young and my grandparents had lived there for a long time. We lived in a row of houses as the centre of the village and my grandad worked in the local saw mill and had other jobs. We had no electricity and no running hot or cold water. We had an outhouse at the back of the house up a hill. It was really cold going up there in winter! No bathroom and the men used to shave in the kitchen using the sink. I remember that grandad had the kind of razor that he sharpened on a leather strap.
My mum and gran had to do everything by hand, baking, washing and all the housework. Upleatham was a nice community and we knew everyone in the village. There were rooks that inhabited the woods behind our house and my grandad taught me everything about the nature around us.
We took the bus into Saltburn... Read more
Upleatham Church
I have happy childhood memories of walks to Upleatham's tiny church with my dad when I spent 15 years of my childhood living at Skelton. We would walk to the church through the fields from Barns Farm.
Even though I was so young I rember my mum saying that the little church had work done on it and so Dad took me along to visit the church not long after its renovaton by the Green Howards in the year 1966. At the time it came under the parish of Skelton, and Micheal Stark was rector and vicar of Upleatham. I remember the door always being open for private prayer and to be able to see the things of interest and read up on some of the local history. The church was always nicely kept with flowers along with a little book stall and you put the money in a box in the wall near the door. I rember my dad buying me two Bible story Ladybird books which I still... Read more
