Bury, Grammar School 1895
Memories of Bury, Grammar School 1895
During World War Two I was evacuated from London to various locations three times, the last of these was Bury, in Lancashire. My older brother and I stayed with two families sharing a house at 16 Swallow Drive in what was referred to as 'the Dickie Bird Estate.' All the street names were named after birds. There was some consternation at the school because we were 'Church of England' and the school was Catholic. That didn't worry us, though. It certainly looks like the school, but I could be wrong. Anybody out there know for sure if it was a Roman Catholic Primary School in the 1940s?
By the 1940s the Grammar School had been rebuilt in Tenterden Street. The building in the photograph became The Wylde Clinic which was the centre for mothers and babies and of course housed the 'dreaded' school dentist. My younger brother went to the Wylde Clinic for 'sunray treatment' where all the children had to wear goggles to protect their eyes. The Wylde Clinic was still operating in the 1960s for mothers and babies, ante-natal care and school health referrals.
Memories of Bury
My great grandparents met whilst working at Walshaw Hall. Margaret Eve was Welsh and had worked in a big house on Washway Road in Sale before coming to Walshaw Hall around 1911. There she became housekeeper and met Henry Hillier who was coachman. They got married in Wrexham in 1912.
I used to work on the market on Saturday morning when I was not playing football for the school team (St Gabriels. I used to go around the stalls with jugs of tea and sandwiches for the stallholders. I remember the black pudding man was a great tipper, he always said thanks and gave me a tanner (sixpence) and it was well ...Read full memory
Kay Gardens was the terminus for all bus services from surrounding districts and towns. On this photograph, the large building at the back of the picture was the Co-op, which was at that time a department store, but also housed a restaurant on the first floor, widely used by office workers at lunch times, and of course for funeral ...Read full memory
We used to own Walshaw chippy, it was a garage made of asbestos. I had loads of friends who used to turn up hungry, Fri and Sat night after the pubs shut. My dad used to have a back room full of people eating fish and playing cards. (I even called my dog Chippy as it was chip coloured.) He used to pile food on to families who ...Read full memory