Nostalgic memories of Bury's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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My great grand parents were in service at walshaw hall, my great grandma Annie Armstrong married the gardener Jack Slater. My mum has fond memories of living at walshaw hall.
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 ...see more
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 were skint at the time. He had a second job; he was a school dinner driver so I had 2 school ...see more
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.
My grandfather, Peter Heywood was head gardener and sexton at the cemetery till his later retirement. If anybody knows of any of the men there during the 50s' onwards, please let me know. He lived at Springwater Cottage in the valley below Lily Hill Street.
In the late 1960's I was a schoolgirl at the Derby School. When I began to be independent and join a tribe I chose the Northern Soul gang and sometimes I used to go to All Nighters, with my boyfriend and friends at the Twisted Wheel in Manchester. We took the last train from Bury to Victoria Station and walked up to Piccadilly Station where the gang met. My Mum made some really cool dresses ...see more
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 received. and the black puddings were great as well. I also had a job on Wednesday evenings loading ...see more
I was a choir boy at St John's church in 1948. I couldn't sing but it was one way of getting out on Thurs for choir practice and Sunday for service.
Can anyone recall the footballer named Stan McManus who use to play for Bury F.C? And Alvin Williams, he also played for Bury in the late 1950s?
I remember, Colsons and Jopson Cafe bars were all the teenagers used to get together. Also Cafe Roma in Bond Street, another teenage haunt.