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Howdendyke as A Child in The 1950s
My family moved into Howdendyke upon completion of the Airey Houses when I was two years old. We lived at 4, Ferry Road which was the main street into Howdendyke.
As I grew, reaching nursery school age and being allowed to venture out into the village I recall it as a friendly village where the adage that everyone knew everyone elses business was close to being correct. This created a tight knit community where children could play safely under the watchful eye of any adult and no-one would have been reluctant to interfere if misbehaviour was taking place.
Ferry Road started at "Lane Ends" where the road from Howden to the River Ouse passed by and ran down to the junction of North Street and the road past Ferry Farm to Scarrs Shipyard via the Bridge over the Dyke. North Street ran down to the river with a turning to the left, passing the Post Office and on into The Square. A continuation of the route along the river... Read more
Brook Family
I visited Goole in September 2008 in search of information on the families of Bernard Knowles Brook and his son Matthew Moorhouse Brook, who was my grandfather. I obtained important but tragic news about Bernard and his accidental drowning at Keadby in July 1876. I was unable to find out much about Matthew after the birth of my mother and uncle in Goole in the early 1900s.
I should like to know what happened to Matthew after 1905. My grandmother and my mother and uncle must have moved to Cheshire soon after then, where the children went to school in Chester before eventually working at Port Sunlight.
Any news on Matthew and his fate would be most welcome.
The Cottages. Sandholme Road
Moved into Sandholme Road in 1954 from Howden. Father and grandfather bought The Cottages at auction and I lived there until going to college in 1970. My parents stayed there until 1983 when they moved into Laburnum Walk, where my mother still lives. Typical of many villages of the type, walk through it once and you have seen it twice. Living as I do now in Bedlington, Northumberland it is quite a way to visit but we get down when we can. I went to the old Gilberdyke primary as did my father and grandfather. (Ironically my father spent his last few years in the old school when it was turned into a nursing home). Passing the eleven plus meant I went to Goole Grammar School (thankfully before it went comprehensive. When I was young, the modern estates weren't built and rates were cheap. The aircraft works at Brough provided much of the work and gradually Gilberdyke became a dormitory village servicing Hull and Goole. I bought a BSA Bantam... Read more
Cooks Shop
The building on the left is Cooks shop and you are looking up towards the Main Road. On the right in the foreground is the entrance to the Gilberdyke Memorial Hall & playing fields. Behind the Morris oxford is where the new fish shop and post office is now built. About in the middle of the photo on the left of the road was Chippy Dolans shop, a little wooden building that served the best chips in the world!
Willow Garth
My Grandparents Arthur and Gladys Gossop lived at Willow Garth, opposite the White Horse Pub. Grandad bought it with his Army money. He built a workshop, and began a business which included Wheelwright, Joiner and Contractor. He made coffins and walked in funeral processions with his best top hat on. He put piped water, WCs and a bathroom into the house, and did the same in Dad's house in York. He had a bakelite telephone and always a car - first a little black one with orange indicators which stuck out to the side between the doors (one day the rain was coming through the roof when we went to the foundry and I saw the smith pour liquid metal into a sand mould to make a drain cover). Later he had a very swell green Humber Hawk with red leather seats and I got to sit on the armrest (no seatbelts of course). His brother Bristow also lived with them and was employed in the business. Bristow had one... Read more
Evacuees From Hull in WWII
I have never been to Gilberdyke, but I recall that my grandmother, Ivy Ruston, took her 2 younger daughters, Mabel and Dorothy, to lodge in Gilberdyke when the bombing began in Hull.
My grandfather, Harry Ruston, a signals inspector on the LNER railway, knew someone connected with the railway in Gilberdyke who offered Ivy and the girls a safe home away from the bombing.
If anyone has any recollections of, or connections to, a family from Hull coming to live in Gilberdyke at this time, I would be very pleased to hear from them. If there was a station in the village, it might have been the station master's family who took them in.
Sandholme Road in The 1950s
My nana was Toppy Dixon (nee Gossop) and lived in the white house mentioned by Julia - actually the house was called Woodlands. My grandad was Bert Dixon, he worked in the signal box at Staddlethorpe Station. I spent most of my pre-school years and many school holidays at Woodlands with my grandparents. I can remember learning to ride my 2-wheeler bike down the bridge in Sandholme Road, and playing at 'concerts' on piles of wood at Sandholme station with Nana as the audience. Bob the butcher called on Tuesdays and Fridays, the fish man came on Fridays too. Horace the Co-op man came on Thursdays with his van. Mrs Creaser usually delivered the post on her bike, sometimes it was Audrey. On Wednesdays we often caught the coach that came down Sandholme Road to go to Goole Market. My mum was Marjorie Dixon (later to be Shaw), she had an older brother called Harry (Danny).
