Church of The Epiphany c1960, Corby
Church of The Epiphany c1960, Corby Ref: C337079
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My Working Days on Corby Market
This is a rare photo for me because I worked for about five years on the end stall on the left - third row in from the corner. I worked there on Friday mornings before going to the Grammar school, Friday evenings to pack everything up and all day on Saturdays. I was paid 2s 6d for the weekend's work. The stall was rented by Leslie Stevens - a grocer from Northampton and when I was 17 I passed my driving test and was allowed to drive his green van around the town to deliver everyones groceries. I met loads of wonderful people on my rounds. I also worked with interesting people on the stall - Mary Flood, her daughter Janet Flood amongst them. I remember the prank played by some students on the mural wall just opposite and next to the cafe. They dressed up in white and were spraying the wall keeping everyone away. They pretended that there were dangerous acid fumes coming off the wall. This... Read more
Young Corby, Once Called Corbie.
This photo must have been taken early in the morning because that play area was always packed with wee yins in the 1960s. I know because I was one of them. There were lots of what I used to call swing parks in Corby in the 1960s. Corby was a very young place in 1965, not just the new town but its people as well. The expanding steelworks attracted thousands of young migrants, mainly from Scotland. I remember I was on a bus with my mum travelling to Kettering, the nearest town to Corby. I was about four. I remember this very strange woman getting on the bus who had lines and wrinkles all over her face. I stared and stared till my mum told me off for being rude. The woman smiled at us. She said, in what I was to come to recognise as the local Northamptonshire accent, that I was to be forgiven. She remarked that I probably had never seen an old person before. She... Read more
Corby Odeon as A Treat
Corby Odeon 1967ish... As a child and living on Gainsborough Road with two sisters and one brother, I have great memories of the Saturday morning adventure my eldest sister took me and my brother on (my other sister being too young to go). First we would get our pocket money (not a rich family but 3 x 6d or a tanner was money well spent my mother used to say). We would get the 426 bus to the town centre then change to get to Rockingham Road. We would get off the bus across from the Odeon, get our ticket and sweets, and then go into this massive building with a very high celing and row apon row of seats. My sister always got us good seats and we would wait for the pictures to start. First we would have a ongoing seriel (Roy Rogers or Champion the Wonder Horse), then a break with the ice cream lady comming round. We had spent our money on bus fare and sweets so... Read more
Time to Climb
Goodness, I used to climb those frames above the walkway!
Samuel Lloyds
We came to Corby in 1956 from Staffordshire and I attended Samuel Lloyds girls school. We used to spend our dinner money in Tipaldis. My dad, Ted Simmons, was the groundsman for Stuarts and Lloyds Recreation Club and we lived on Thoroughsale Road (which was hard to spell when you were small). I remember dances at the "Bin", Thoroughsale Woods, which I thought were huge, the Saturday Morning club at the pictures. I remember going to Studfall shops when we first got to Corby and couldn't understand anyone because they all had scottish accents. I thought the town centre was large and that's when it ended at Woolworths, and loved the market. My school uniforms were bought at the Co-op in the town centre. I went to Corby Tech and thought myself very grown up. Those days seem a long time ago and even though Corby was fairly large we kids were allowed to walk everywhere by ourselves.
Corby
Hi, I was born in Kettering in 1954 and lived there until we moved to Weymouth in 1963. My grandparents lived in Corby and I remember a fair bit about Corby, especially around where they lived in Studfall Avenue. Grandad worked at Stewarts and Lloyds as a truck driver, and my Nana worked at Smiths crisp factory. My Dad, Derrick Samways, was the manager of the Odeon Corby in the 1950s. He has many memories (and photos) of his time there. I remember he always dressed in evening suit for the job. I liked going to the Saturday kids club there.
West Blebe
I have a vivid memory as a 9 year old of coming across in West Glebe a large circle of men one Sunday morning, who were laughing and shouting. They were playing an illegal game of 'pitch & toss'. A lookout must have sent a signal for suddenly the men ran off before a policeman arrived. The grass had all disappeared leaving a large bare circle littered with cigarette butts. Later I noticed a similar scene in the grounds of the Welfare Club on Occupation Road. 70 years later I've never seen or heard of this game again.
Bollard
Just to the left of the picture, the junction of Elizabeth Street with Cottingham Road had a bollard in the middle. Coming home from band practice by bike (Corby Silver Band used an old stone building, perhaps once a barn in the 'old village'), I witnessed a low-slung open top sports car turn sharply into Elizabeth Street and knock the bollard over. Upright, I went to the police station - on Elizabeth Street at the top of this picture. Thinking I had seen a major offence, I was dismayed by the officer's almost total lack of interest.
Burnt to The Ground in The Late Seventies.
From what I can remember a very good library.
I lost a lot of my course work when it burned down. I had been finishing my essays off and forgot to pack them in my bag before leaving to retire to the Corinthian. This was the days before computers and saved electronic data.
These went up in flames with the rest of the library.
I got my extension but my tutor said it was the best lie he had heard for late esays for a decade.
The Fair
I can remember going to the fair when it was held just behind the old Cardigan Arms. What is now a park that goes up to the White Hart . Also just past the Public Toilets was a Barbers Shop. I think it was Called Bishops
American Comics.
I believe that this photo has been snapped from what used to be the original bus station in Corby New Town. I have childhood memories of getting off the 32 bus and running into the market from the station. I always had urgent business in those days that demanded maximum haste such as getting to Woolworths to buy an Airfix model. The market was always busy. I remember one stall that sold American comic books. They were always popular with us kids. For sixpence you could buy the latest Bat Man or Spider Man edition. The stories were great but best of all was the sheer Americanism of the comics. Zip codes and priced in cents.
School Days in The Sixties.
I attended this school between 1968 and 1972. I was also a pupil at Hazel Leys Infants and Juniors. Both these schools were on the same site as the Secondary Modern but not shown in this 1955 photo. I presume the Juniors is yet to be built and the Infants, if built, is behind the camera to the left. Judging by this photo Gainsborough Rd is yet to be extended to enter the lower Beanfield Estate. The Beanfield is probably what it was before the houses were built. Bean fields. In 1957 I moved with my family into a brand new Corporation house on the Beanfield, 32 Thirsk Rd when I was a seven month old baby. My father had got work in the steelworks and had been living in Weldon in Stuarts and Lloyds accommodation for a year or so before my Mum amd myself came down from Scotland. I presume when this photo was taken work is just starting to buld the Beanfield Estate. Where the camera... Read more
Corby Steel Works The War Years
Hi I am using my nephew to try and contact members who have worked with me over my years at S & L. I have also been told that there is a book or indeed books that relate to the ladies who worked who worked at S & L during the war years, if they are available would somebody point me in the right direction. Love you all, Betty
Our Lady of Walsingham Church And School
Attending the Senior School, my memories are of the dinner dances that where held in the school hall to raise money to pay for the church and school, many of the events where organised by the local church organisations and the priests, particularily Canon Brennan, father Condon and Father Bailey, each played their own UNselfish part in the running of the parish before the other churches where thought of. Masses were always well attended and the Christmas and Easter services, particularly midnight mass was heaving to the beams. Then when Canon Brennan decided to build a Catholic Club, well, money just poured in and so it did. From then Corby churches flowered into St Brendan's, St Patrick's, because the town became so big, until the demise of the Steel Works. I miss all of that camaraderie and the smoke and the Scottish and Irish lilt nestled in the background with the Welsh, who gave their all as usual. Boy, what happened to Corby and Scotland?
Our Lady's School
My most vivid memory of school is walking past the church and on to the wooden huts at the back. These huts were the infant school. I think that they came from an old POW camp. They were heated by old pot-bellied stoves that burned coke from the iron works (a by-product of making steel). I will always remember the smell of sulphur that came off this fuel.
Ah happy days!
Stocks Lane
My family and I lived in Stocks Lane, Drury's Garage was next to us at the top on the corner. The house we lived in still looks exactly the same today as it did so many years ago. Sadly Drury's house, which is shown in the picture, is in a dreadful state and new flats are in place of the garage. My friend lived above the shop John Manners and we often fought for a turn to ride the big rocking horse. Horace called the "Pinkun" on a Saturday night. I fetched hot water in a thermos flask from the chip shop across the road for the lady who kept the chemist shop and was paid 3d a week which I saved and bought Horlicks Tablets, which cost 9d and came in a tin! I too went to the Odeon with my older brother and was a member of their birthday club. I attended the Rowlett school when Miss Cottingham was our teacher and Mrs Russell kept the sweet shop... Read more
Grandparents House
My grandparents and family, including my father, used to live in Kelvin Grove. My dad, Joseph Gamble, married my mum Margaret Govern and moved around the corner to James Watt Avenue where I was born. I think your grandparents, the Robertsons lived next door for many a year, and was known as Granny Roberts before moving. I also remember queing up to get into the picture house - The Odeon.
My grandad and grandmother moved to the top of Occupation Road and ran the Mobil Garage, with the big white horse, before it got demolished, along with their lovely house and flats were built were they had stood.
Saturday Morning Pictures
My name is John O'Connor of the Dublin O'Connor/Kelly family. Saturday morning could not come quick enough for our family, myself and brother Marty would walk 5 miles to the morning show with a shilling between us. Looking forward to cartoons with Mickey Mouse, on-going serials with the Lone Ranger or Flash Gordon where the end finished with the hero about to come to a nasty end that you had to come back next week to see. The shows usually started with a sing-song generated by a compere, then a different game show like eating a donut on a string the fastest or, my favourite, a singing contest. The first one I won was singing "She Loves You" by the Beatles. I won a big bag of mixed sweets that we shared with all our mates.
I remember walking through the tough winter of '63 up to our knees in snow to get there and most annoyed to find it could not open. I remember thinking "Well, I walked 5... Read more
Anyone Else Connect to This Photo?
I was born in Kelvin Grove which is the road coming out on the left of this picture. My grandparents lived on the corner of Kelvin Grove & Rockingham Road, their names were Andrew and Elsie Robertson. My grandfather was known as Mr Coke Ovens because of the years he worked at Stewart & Lloyds. I remember shopping with my grandmother on this street, going to the Odeon cinema and having the best ice cream at Tipaldis. I would love to hear from anyone else who can relate to my family or my childhood. I attended Wood Newton Way Infants School, and two friends who lived near me in Willow Brook Road were Linton Proctor and Raymond Shillitoe.
Our Lady of Walsingham School Choir
I sung with the school choir from 1968 to 1970? The choir was led by Mr. Edmonds, a great man. We, the choir, sang everywhere: weddings, old folks homes, concert halls, seating 200 to 2000 in some. I was asked to sing at a funeral once. A woman had lost her father and asked me to sing for him. Singing was my life, I loved it. I remember Rosena Moone, Eileen O`Brian and many more. Those were great days. I hope they were for every one of us. I wonder if anyone remembers, if anyone remembers me? Was I any good?
Growing up in Corby
I was born in Kettering hospital and lived in Corby until my marriage aged 20 in 1974. I married in St. Andrew's Church of Scotland, Occupation Road. I can remember West Glebe swing park as we cut through there to go to the Grammar School Annexe. I also remember playing in Thoroughsale Woods and picking bunches and bunches of blue bells and taking them home. The Doctors surgery was on Kipling Road, my ballet classes were held on Lloyds Road (I think) in the St John's Ambulance building. The Saturday morning club at the Odeon Cinema on Rockingham Road where for a shilling we could buy a jublee and a lucky bag and entrance to the cinema. I remember going to the youth club at St Columbus Church (Studfall Avenue) and Fred Jelly was in charge and the dances at the "bin" the Catholic school run by Nelly? on Occupation Road, the barn and square dances at the Grammar School, the "Tin Hut" at Kettering football club.... Read more
Wartime Memory
I wonder if any reader remembers a bizarre experiment which took place in 1941/2. Large containers of diesel, or some sort of oil, were placed at intervals outside houses on the grass verge. a short chimney was attached & topped by a disc with 3 prongs. at night members of the Pioneer Corps lit a plug, which caused a black, smelly cloud to roll out. If the idea was to blank out the blast furnaces it was completely ineffective & must have aggravated anyone with chest problems. I lived on thoroughsale rd &I can remember it took years for the verges to recover.No healthy & safety then! One good spin off, a soldier from, the Pioneer Corps met & married a friend. The blast furnaces couldn't be made invisible. The Germans who built the Bessemer Plant prior to returning home just before the war, held a party for the local children in the wooden 'hut' behind Our Lady's Church on Occupation Rd. The hut served as the church before the... Read more
Air Raid Shelter
A large underground air raid shelter was built on the roundabout on Studfall Avenue near the Open Hearth pub. I'm not sure the shelter was ever used. When playing on it with friends I used a very mild swear word. I was overheard by a lady who knew my parents. She threatened to tell my parents. She didn't, but as a ten year old I had a pretty worrying day or two. Boyhood was wonderful. We were given a huge amount of freedom.
Corby in The 1950s
I lived with my family in Burns Drive, Corby, until I was about six. Our house backed onto the playing fields of Rowlett Road School and my grandparents lived on the corner of Rowlett Road and Tanfields Grove. I can remember walking down to the Studfall Avenue shops and also some of the shops in old Corby.
I particularly remember an ironmongers with one of those old-fashioned systems for sending the cash whizzing along to the cash desk in little canisters! Also a grocers shop with big tins of broken biscuits!
My grandfather had worked for Stewart and Lloyds and one of my aunts still worked there. I can remember the Corby Candle, and the flames lighting up the sky when they opened the furnaces at the works.
My father was the town's librarian and in the 1950s the library was housed in an old hut. Our neighbours in Burns Drive were the Mears family on one side and the McNulty family on the other. I... Read more
Living in Corby
I attended Rowlett Road Infants and Studfall Junior School and Corby Grammar School. I lived in Irving Grove. I enjoyed growing up in Corby and I remember going to the dances at the Catholic School run by a lady named Nellie? The dances at the Boys School were good and the Grammar School square and barn dances. I also remember going with my Sisters to the Odeon on a Saturday morning and getting a Jubly and Lucky Bag to go in with. I went to Ballet classes in a St John's Ambulance hut where the car wash and garage now are near to Asda. The Ballet class was moved to Gainsborough Road opposite the school. I can remember buying stockings and tights off a man on the market and buying fabric from Geoff who could never measure a yard right, he always gave to much. The fish stall, the shoe stall, the fruit and veg stalls. I loved looking around that market. I now... Read more
Beanfield Secondary
I was in that class at Beanfield Secondary and remember, Jim Drummond, Ray Shillitoe,Pete Bird and also Mick Hambly, Clive Evans, Ann Francis, Irene Mitchell, Jim Gardener, John Gamble, Michael Parker and others. I lived on the estate for several years and used to drink in the Phoenix when Joe was the landlord, When I left school in 1966 I went into an apprenticeship in Stewart & Lloyds until 1970 and left Corby soon after. I remember the mods and scooters in the market square,the rockers in the Crows Nest, going to the "Civic" on a Saturday night, meeting in the Strathclyde bar first, going to the Open Hearth, and the Pit at the Raven. I remember the late night horror films at the Odeon on a Friday night and funny enough I remember Jim Drummond working for Knight's taxis on the rank outside the police station and getting a free, off the meter, ride home late on a weekend night.
