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A Wartime Symbol of Defiance - A Giant Meat Pie!

Manningham Lane c1950, Bradford
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One of Bradford’s famous literary sons was the author and playwright J B Priestley, who was born in Mannheim Road, Bradford, on 13 September 1894. J B Priestley provided Britain with a rather strange morale-boosting symbol during the Second World War – a meat and potato pie. The pie which inspired Priestley had been a feature in the window of Arthur Roberts’s food shop in Godwin Street for around 40 years; it actually consisted of a pie crust over an empty pie dish, which concealed a mechanism that puffed steam out of holes in the crust at intervals. During the war Priestley broadcast a series of radio talks on Sunday evening, and one day he visited Bradford just after the window of Arthur Roberts’s shop had been blown off in an air-raid. Priestley happened to wander past the bomb-damaged shop and there, in the partly boarded-up window, was the pie, still puffing away and trying to entice shoppers to come in and buy. Priestley described the scene in his next... Read more

Dog Walks

Chellow Dene 1897, Bradford
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I remember walking our dogs Bradley and Monty here. It was always beautiful. We now live in Australia and Brad came with us. He passed away peacefully in 2011. Monty stayed at home and also had a long life. Bitter sweet memories

Collinsons Cafe

Tyrrell Street 1903, Bradford
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I well remember my wedding reception at Collinsons in April 1963. The pianist and violinist played "This is My Lovely Day" as my wife and I entered and proceeded to an upstairs room for the reception. Always a wonderful aroma of coffee near Collinsons Café alas like many Bradford landmarks; Phillip Smiths and Seabrook Fisheries... gone into the mists of time.

Coffee Bar

The Alhambra And New Memorial c1950, Bradford
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I remember all this so well. The coffee bar was the Alassio first frothy coffee, first coca cola and dancing at the Gaumont seeing The Beatles, Helen Shapiro and so many others... great days!

Bradford Chellow Dene

Chellow Dene 1897, Bradford
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I remember chellow dene fondly from walking with my mum and our dog Lassie. Yes, I remember the ice cream place and water fountain. It was a place we always went to and then, when I grew up, I took my boyfriend who later became my husband and then my children went. I also remember playing in the wood with my friends, and the bluebells, and my friend and I had a secret garden in the wood, magic.

Growing up in Great Horton

The Alhambra c1955, Bradford
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I grew up on Kingswood Terrace, Great Horton from 1942 - 1967 and have many memories of good times there. I enjoyed Scouting with the 3rd Bradford South Troop for many years at the old Bell School on Southfield Lane. I remember trying out all the pubs in the area particularly the Kings Arms and the Bull's Head (both of which I later worked in for a while). I spent lots of time at the Great Horton Station trainspotting and later taking short train trips to Clayton and Queensbury. During the Beatles era, I played in bands in many of the local Working Men's Clubs, and later as resident drummer at the Railways Club on Wakefield Road. After I got married in 1967, I moved to Peach Street (now long gone) in West Bowling until we emigrated to Canada in 1970. I have been back to Bradford 3 times since we left and each time I remembered less and less of the town I grew up in - the City Centre is... Read more

Boating on The Lake

Horton Park Bridge 1897, Bradford
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I spent many happy hours in Horton Park in the late 1940's and early 1950's, particularly when the lake had paddle boats on it. During many winters the lake froze over and we went sliding on it. One winter I learned a valuable lesson that the water under the bridge does not freeze. I tried to walk from one side of the lake to the other under the bridge and fell in the water which, fortunately, was not very deep. It was a cold, wet walk home! Summers were often spent fishing for tiddlers with a net and jam jar - happy days. The lake is now long gone.

The Regent With Mac

Manningham Lane c1950, Bradford
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I remember going to the Regent cinema with my first major love, Robert (Mac) McCarthy. We both lived in Baildon. I had always really really liked him and could not believe it when he finished with his girlfriend and asked me out! I used to be so excited and happy when I was with him that I could hardly speak. Lost touch with him and when I mentioned to a friend that I had tried to find him, my friend said 'Did you think he might have died'. No I had not. What has happened to Bradford now is criminal.

War Memorial - Gaumont - Coffee Shop - Toy Shop & Beatles!

The Alhambra And New Memorial c1950, Bradford
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I remember standing here in the cold with my dad & mum on remembrance days when I was very young. Opposite the Gaumont/Victoria Cinema there used to be a row of shops, one of these used to be a coffee bar where my aunty used to take me in the 50's; we used to meet up with her boyfriend and his friends, I think there was a club also in that block. At the other side of that shopping block was a wonderful TOY shop where I got my first doll with HAIR !! and moving eyes. Then in the early 60's I remember queuing up to see the Beatles at the Gaumont.. wonderful days..

Birthplace

Infirmary 1897, Bradford
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I can't belive how much places have changed! I was born in this very hospital almost 100 years later and the place is unrecognisable now a days. I've lost many dear family members especially me gramps, he spent his last weeks here and indeed quite a lot of his life. I used to hear many stories of how he loved working in the kitchens there. R.I.P grandad, these memories will live forever.

My Youth

Chellow Dene 1897, Bradford
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I was born on the Haworth Road estate and in my childhood roamed all over the district. Chellow Dene was a particular favourite especially in winter when it froze over! Sandy Lane park was another place we visited to go on the swings and slide. Any one remember 6 days only by Heaton Woods and the nettle drink shop? Only time I visit Bradford these days is sadly to attend funerals of old pals. What a dump Bradford has become, I now live in Blackpool, not too bad a place, not perfect but better than Bradford by miles. Derek Fordham.

Carter''s Cafe

Kirkgate, Market Buildings 1897, Bradford
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I am glad Mr Johnson has happy memories of Carter's Cafe. My father and mother, ran this for many years and I remember Mrs Johnson well. My father, and three more Carter generations were all Bradford market people. The other three generations being in the wholesale at St James's market. Somewhere, I have one old photo of some of the St James's tenants of around 1914, if anybody is interested. It was a shame that Kirkgate market was pulled down, as the iron frame was magnificent. I met my wife there in 1956, she worked in a flower stall, in the market. Many of the teenage market workers and shop workers, who in turn were based on the outside wall of the market, would go out together on Saturday night to Ashworth's Dance Hall in Manchester Road. Orange juice only allowed there, how things have changed. My father sold the cafe and moved into a jewellery stall, and from there was moved by the council into the current market. He... Read more

Regal Feeling in The Early Sixties

War Memorial 1923, Bradford
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There was an almost Regal feeling as we walked past the Alhambra, up the steps past the memorial, by the Queen Victoria statue and into the fabulous little Chester Street bus station. The buses in there were uniquely designed with attention to detail and with quality features.

Living in Fitzgerald Street 1938 - 1956

The Alhambra c1955, Bradford
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Were they happy years? I suppose they were, although we were very poor as kids we made the best of it, my memories were of the trams clattering up manchester road, which we used to take to go to the swimming baths from school. Wandering around Kirkgate Markets. Anyone remember the Giant Pie with steam coming out in the Bakers window opposite Kirkgate Market. I can remember going to the Alhambra for the Pantos. And the Western Cinema in Park road, I became a junior projectionist there after I left School (All Saints Cof E) Little Horton Lane).The Winter of 1947 is one I will never forget I have never seen so much snow. The Odeon Cinema where we saw Stars like Frankie Laine, Albiet from the lane around the back where the dressing rooms were. Oh Happy Days... ... Read more

1947 Child Patient

The Children's Hospital 1897, Bradford
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The memories of this then hospital has remained with me 64 years. I survived a very serious kidney operation. At the time I dont' think a young child had ever survived. The surgery had been tried before me. The kidney doctor was called Mr. Hamilton Stewart. The ward paediatrician was called Dr. Rosenbloom and a ward sister was called nurse Grice. I was a patient there from Easter Friday until August and was still attending outpatients the day the Queen got married. My scars are obviously still with me. If only I could find the records, to maybe help kidney sufferers today when transplant kidneys are not available for everyone. I live in New Zealand and many people have to live on dialysis all over the world. The family of my consultant I believe still live in Bradford. I was told the hospital had been pulled down but that is not so. I loved the round ward. Byeee, hope you will read this. Barbara White (nee Copper).

Rocking Horse

The Children's Hospital 1897, Bradford
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In the 1960s and early 1970s I remember visiting the outpatient dept with the beautiful rocking horse and dolls house, I always looked forward to my appointments.

Santa Busby Claus

Manningham Lane c1950, Bradford
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My dad, Teddy Burke, was Santa Claus at Busby's on Manningham Lane. He was certainly popular, since in the 1950s and 1960s the crowds lined the streets when he was due to arrive on his float. When he did appear, he played Christmas carols on his trumpet before making his entrance into the grotto. What few people knew was that Ted was largely responsible for the construction of the grotto before he arrived! Sometimes, in busy periods, he had colleagues timetabled to do a Santa rota with him, and naturally Mother Christmas and Fairy Starlight had their roles to play as well. I was astonished that Santa knew all about me when I went to see him, so I believed in him for a little longer than most kids!

Working in Piccadilly

Kirkgate, Market Buildings 1897, Bradford
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In 1944 I worked at 36 Piccadilly, an electrical wholesalers (next door to the invisible menders). My duties were to deliver accessories to the electrical shops round town. Each evening there were parcels to post, the nearest post office was in Darley Street. The shortest way was by way of through the back door of Woolworths or Marks and Spencer through the stores and out of the front into Darley Street (handy if it was raining). I lived in Lidget Green, I would go through Kirkgate Market and then Rawson Market, past the pie shop (made famous by J. B. Preistley) and into the Co-op Emporium, out at the bottom of Godwin Street to the Victoria cinema for the 37 trolley bus. I was in Bradford the night the bombs fell during the Second World War. My father was a firewatcher at Kay, Rhodes and Nixons on Sunbridge Road. As children my sister and I would stay with him and climb the five storeys of greasy wooden stairs to... Read more

Kirkgate Market

Kirkgate, Market Buildings 1897, Bradford
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When I was very young my dad used to drop me off at Carters cafe in Kirkgate market where my grandma use to work, her name was Ethel Johnson (nee Deacon), happy days. It's tragic seeing Bradford today, what a lovely compact shopping centre it had, my dad was a wool merchant and it was a close knit community of wool men.

Happy Days!

Chellow Dene 1897, Bradford
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Ohh...if there was ever a place to find peace ...it was/is Chellow Dene. I was born at St. Lukes hospital in 1967. We lived on Manningham Drive until I was about five ...then moved to the new Dale Croft Estate on Sandy Lane and our house backed on to the quarry view. I had a west Highland Terrier called Tina and we spent so many happy times at Chellow. I remember the lovely fountain...it must have been copper ..as it was always streaked withe green. The bottom reservoir had a small round pumping 'house' . My mum told me a story about a pair of lovers who went there for a liason and got drowned in it...don't know if it is true or a legend. I have happy memories of walking the 'secret pathways' through the bluebells and ferns and watching the pike fish surface..what monsters they were. I remember the drinking fountain inside the main entrance by the cafe and the 'Walls' ice scream flags. When I was older,... Read more

Kirkgate

Kirkgate, Market Buildings 1897, Bradford
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Gosh, I can remember so well going to work with Mum on a Saturday and having pie & peas with Tizer (PIE TOMS). I would be sat on the floor behind the stall, counting buttons while Mum was serving on / or having a natter. Lovely days.

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Manningham Lane c1950, Bradford
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The Regent cinema is showing 'Boom Town' which came out in late 1940 (IMDb).

Manchester Road

The Alhambra c1955, Bradford
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I remember walking all the way down Manchester Road to St Joseph's Infant School, which at that time was on Grafton Street and part of the Girls School, it seemed to take ages, we walked past all the pubs and shops a real hive of activity. There were 40 pubs on Manchester Road and a brewery!
I then moved to St Joseph's on Clayton Lane and the church on Pakington Street. The new infant huts there and the Boys' School at the side with the playground on the roof! They knocked the Girls' School down and we all had to mix!
I can remember the great windy night in the late 1950s when the roof of the factory on the corner of Manchester Road and Stirton Street blew off, we had to walk past it to school, Dad had to walk us to school that day because of the winds.
I remember the Towers Picture House, Ryan Street Swimming Baths, and Carlton Picture House where we used to go on... Read more

Bradford

Manningham Lane 1902, Bradford
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Mum worked for GEC on Manningham Lane and was informed of her brother's death on HMS Indomitable as he was in the navy in the war. Mum worked with Christiana Swift in the canteen at GEC.

Visit of Wilfred Pickles

The Children's Hospital 1897, Bradford
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I have recently been making an album for my father of his life story and he was saddened that we had nothing we could put in it of my brother who was taken to Bradford childrens hospital in November 1947 and died in January 1948.  There were no pictures taken in these circumstances in those days and although Wilfred Pickles visited the hospital and gave my little brother a blue and white knitted rabbit that I kept until it fell to pieces we have nothing to remind us at all.  When I saw the picture on this site of the hospital where he died I felt at least we now had something to remember him by.  We lived in Yorkshire for some years but now live down south but we love our holidays in Yorkshire and I am enjoying doing our family history that has taken me to many parts of Yorshire and uncovered many interesting things.  This hospital looks like a castle and is an amazing building, I think... Read more

Growing up in Fitzgerald St

The Alhambra c1955, Bradford
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Oh the good old days !!!
From 1938 to 1976, when we emigrated to Canada, I remember the places talked about in the other peoples memories having lived in Fitzgerald St until they tore it all down. I remember Paisley St, Grafton St, Earl St, Stirling St etc. When I was old enough to drink we used to go to the Princess Alice pub in Grafton St.
Other memories were the Western cinema in Park Rd, trying to sneak in after the first house emptied, and also playing "tin can squat" when we didn't have a ball.
Riding up and down Manchester Rd on the front upstairs of the tram, we used to pay a halfpenny to Smiddles Lane rec.
How times have changed, and I'm not sure for the better.
Harry Blott (Canada)
blott@rogers.com

Happy Memories of my Grandparents

Chellow Dene 1897, Bradford
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My first memory of Chellow Dene reservoir dates back to the mid-sixties. My grandparents Jack and Betty Parkinson lived at Chellow Grange Lodge, just down the road from the reservoir, and when I visited them - my parents and I lived about 20 minutes walk away - they would often take me there. A few weeks ago I visited the area for the first time in 30 years and was pleased to find it almost unchanged, although the fountain has now disappeared!

Mumming

The Alhambra c1955, Bradford
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I used to live in College Road off Manchester Road, but I now live in Australia. I can remember going Mumming on New Years Eve, we used to dress up and go round all the Pubs in Town and also the Alhambra at the end of each show of the Pantomine and folk would give us Money and ask us to do a turn for them, good old days when kids could stay out till all hours of the night without any fears.

Notes From The Frith Files.

The Alhambra c1955, Bradford
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The policeman is PC Roy Brookman.

Roxy Theatre

I remember the Roxy Theatre well. I grew up in Mapperton Road just up from the Roxy. I attended Barkerend School leaving in 1959. We also used to let our mates in through the back door after one of us buying a ticket. They were great childhood memories. Another memory is the bonfires on Guy Fawkes night. My favourite pub was the Ring O Bells in Bolton Road, many happy memories with mates there. I emigrated to Australia in 1963. On a return visit many years later in 2007 I was surprised to find the Roxy was now a Mosque. My old Workplace Kellett Woodman in Bolton Road next to Barbers shop was no longer standing. But was happy to be able to have a pint again at the Ring O Bells

Brantwood Oval

I was born 1966 and grew up on an estate (cant remember the name) and lived in Brantwood Oval, just off Haworth Road. My dad's family all lived close by. I remember picking bluebells and searching for frog spawn and getting fish and chips every Friday at the shops on Haworth Road. I went to St Cuthberts school. My parents and us 3 kids emigrated to South Africa in 1976.

Roxy Picture House

I too, have fond and happy memories of the Roxy. I was born just down the road in Garnet Street in 1938 and went to Barkerend School leaving in 1953. I remember on a Saturday morning going with a few mates, we would take it in turn for just one of us to pay, they would then open the back door and we would sneak in (sorry about that). We only got one a small amount of pocket money in them days, in my teens I would take my girlfriend there, she has now been my wife for 51 years. I now live in Sutton-in-Craven, but still remember those happy days at the Roxy. I was known as Bob Chippendale at school.

Great Horton

Our family lived in Lidget Green, near the Great Horton railway station. I was born in 1949 near Bradford (Wakefield), and lived in Lidget Green from toddlerhood until we emigrated in 1960. The neighborhood provided many memories which were everyday and mundane at the time but now are more quaint and nostalgic. Milk deliveries by horse-drawn cart. The lighting of the coal gas street lamps each evening by a worker with a ladder. Fogs so thick you could not see further than a few feet in front of you, and even less at night. The deliveries of coal in large, heavy, burlap sacks. The "rag and bone" man who passed through on the service alley every so often, calling for contributions and who was said to catch naughty and disobedient children and carry them off in the sack on his shoulders. The local railway had a coal train which labored, huffing and chuffing, up the incline from further south as the line branched off from the main lines leading into... Read more

The Roxy

Saturday mornings at The Roxy, Barkerend Road, Bradford were a magical event in the lives of 8 year olds plus in the 1950's.

The film breaking down which it did every week to the sounds of a hundred kids stamping and yelling and booing. It's a wonder the cameran didn't go to an early grave through sheer "stress".....which was never heard of those days. Then you had nervous breakdowns.

Handsome Roy Rogers with his equally handsome horse Trigger made young hearts flutter. Hopalong Cassidy who made us all practice his hopalong walk for the rest of the weekend. I was never a fan of The Three Stooges though. I thought they were too silly to laugh at. Usherettes with their torches if we were noisy who threatened to chuck us out if we didn't shut up.

Childhood Memories

Born in Bradford in 1956, emigrated to Australia in 1969 (40 years this year). Memories of my grandma's house in Arum Street, Canturbury where I was born in her lounge room and going to church every Sunday morning in the snow. My mum and dad were both born in Bradford and still have family living there. Remember going to the Alhambra for Christmas pantomines and seeing Freddy Frinton (think that it how it is spelt) and seeing the Beatles at either the Alhambra or the Gaumount Theatre. Remember being first in the door when the ice skating rink opened. Remember catching the trolley bus up to my other grandma's in Thornton. Memories of 'chumping' the 2 to 3 weeks before Guy Fawkes night then having huge bonfire with potatoes in their jackets. Both my parents worked at the AIS, so did my grandma, and aunties. Mum then went on to work at Empire Stores for many years and Dad continued to drive 'lorries'. Spent plenty of time hanging around Acre... Read more

Bradford That I Remember

I lived in Bradford from birth 1944 until 1965 when we moved to Canada. So I have lots of memories.
One of them was on Saturday mornings in the 50's walking to town down Manchester Road. There were so many shops to look in and then when my friends and I got to town we would go to the markets and spend part of our spending money. We used to try to save some so we could buy chips from the fish shop at the bottom of Manchester Road, and if we still had money left over we would catch the bus instead of walking. Thinking back we did a lot of walking.

We lived on Paisley Street and used to walk to school in Grafton Street. On the way I would sometimes buy a McGowans toffee bar, they cost 3pence, and see if I could make it last all day by sucking a piece in my mouth rather than chewing it.

I remember always feeling safe in... Read more

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