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The Howard Brothers
I am trying to source information, or hopefully copy of documentary, concerning the Howard brothers' fight to prevent their cottage being demolished, to make way for new houses. I believe the docu was titled: A Fight for Rose Cottage. It was made in the late 1970s, early 1980s, perhaps made by Jack Rosenthall, the late celebrated playwright. Any information greatly app.
Old Times
I was born in Station Rd, went to school there, went to Empire picture house Sat mat.
Birth
This is not actually a memory, I was born at 26 BARUGH LANE, BARUGH, DARTON in 1942. I only have one vague memory, that is of a flat face bus. We moved to Wales about 1946, I have written to the above address but the letter was returned 'no such address', although seeing a map of Barugh Lane the street does exist. My name is Sanders, my parents were friendly with a family called Woodhall, if anybody can throw any light on any of my queries I would very grateful.
Graham
Ackroyd Coffee Bar
Just down the road from the Shoulder of Mutton pub was Ackroyds coffee bar. In the 60s we young ones would meet, listen to the juke box, drinking frothy coffee.
The horse and cart outside the pub belonged to Herman Wood the local milkman. The cart was a daily sight outside the pub.
Childhood Memories
I was born in Huddersfield and lived in Clayton West until I got married in 1973. I lived in The Royds with my parent where my father was the local postman, in fact many of my relations lived in The Royds or near by.
My fondest memories of the village are fishing in the dams which were located just of Bilham Road, creating really long sledging runs from what we, as children, called the the dam down the hill, through several gardens, across The Royds and down Back Lane and cutting throwing sticks out an old ladies hedge and going into the cricket field to see who get them to go the farthest.
I too remember Herman Wood delivering the milk with his horse and cart and going potato picking on his farm.
The landlady of the Shoulder of Mutton pub had a pet sheep which bemused me as a child. The pub car park was also the stopping point for the mobile library which I regularly frequented.
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The Wrong Guy
There at the time when Cawthorne was a tour operator and whether it was coincidence or not the tour operator was called Harry Cawthorne coach tours. I do believe that they were an established firm; it could well be that the village was named after the Cawthorne family. My mother who was called Ivy Mitchell was to organise a trip to Blackpool to see the Blackpool illuminations. The thing about it was that we lived in Royston in South Yorkshire, and we were to travel to Cawthorne to start our journey. When we got there some forty-seven of us found that the coach that we were to travel in was an old Guy's petrol engine coach, and even back in 1952 it was considered as a museum piece. Being an inquisitive young lad, I asked Harry why the Guy coach was being used and not one of the modern buses of which he had in the bus depot: apparently those coaches were in need of repair and that it was... Read more
Memories of Wombwell.1950/60
At 66 years of age I still keep in touch with most of my friends that belonged to the coal mine community. Living on Wombwell Main Pit Row we were a large family of nine. Our mother did her best to keep us clean and well fed. She was a wonderful mother, friend and neighbour. Mum never turned anybody away. My twin sister and I attended Hough Lane Methodist (Tin chapel). The Sunday school anniversaries were something special. It was here my sister and I sang our first duet. Miss Florence, Miss Hannagan and Enid we remember to this day. We attended the church up until our teens. We started Kings Road Junior and Infants at an early age like everybody else. Our first day at school was a nightmare for some. Jane and I decided at play time we did not like school so walked home. Our mothers face went ashen when she saw us. Shortly after that the... Read more
