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Crofton area books
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The Prettiest Girl in The World
The prettiest girl in the world lived in Weeland Crescent, Sharlston Common with her mum and dad, the year was 1967, she was 20 years old. The song 'Silence is Golden' was at number one. Sheila with her long blonde hair' [Dusty Springfield comes to mind] was absolutely stunning. Thanks for the dance Sheila M.
Walton Colliery
My name is Roland Mitchell. I worked at Walton colliery as a haulage hand. I worked alongside Percy Heckles, Alan Jennings, Phillip Casgoin and Phillip Redmond and a young lad by the name of George Bernard Shaw. We would take supplies up the tailgate of Berkwood. The tailgate was uneven and also had a very low roof where one would crouch down and walk for fifty yards. The haulage engine driver was an old man whose name was Dan, he had worked down the mine since he was fourteen. He'd only a few weeks before his retiring date and was racked with arthritis in his hands and feet. It would take him all of his time to walk fifty yards to the engine. why he was allowed to stay on at the pit was simply out of pity. The haulage engine had one lever and a button to operate it which was child's play in the right hands. there was an electric bell which would give instructions either to go... Read more
Warmfield -- A Forgotten Village???
I have lived in the parish of Warmfield-cum-Heath practically all my life,and attended the now very 'dilapidated' local school. I still live in the parish, and have very fond memories of Warmfield. Much has changed! I used to play in Crowthers barn with Kathleen, and watch the cows being milked and cooled, although the guard dog always scary. Miss Kappes, was the head of the school and Mrs Wilby the infants teacher. She involved the children of the parish in many activities, including the maypole and a pantomime. It was a great community where everyone knew 'everyone' in the whole parish of three villages! If anyone has memories and/or photos of old Warmfield and Kirkthorpe, I would be very appreciative as work is being carried out by a member of the parish, in writing its history. Although I have good historical information of the school, Warmfield is proving to be the most difficult area to research!
50 Years in Streethouse
I first moved into Streethouse in 1953 when I married a local girl (Iris Elliott), there were no houses for rent or to buy and all newly weds had to live in lodgings, we lodged with Iris's parents. I watched Netheroyd being built, hoping that we might be lucky enough to be allocated a new council house, but no such luck. In 1954 I was allocated a new Coal Board house at Featherstone on Girnhill Lane estate, the following year I exchanged my house at Featherstone for 126 Meadway, Streethouse, where we lived until 2006 when we moved back to Featherstone. Over the 50 odd years I lived in Streethouse I have seen many changes and in the early years not too many for the good. Streethouse was a suburb of Featherstone and we always said it was the village that God forgot. The first major disruption to the village was the dreaded outcrop, it started in the early 1960s and lasted for 30 years, the dust went all around the... Read more
Level Crossing
I was signalman at Streethouse in the late 1960s. I was not always popular with some of the residents or the drivers who were held up at the gates but all in all it was quite a good job. I remember Mal Kirk used to come over the crossing on his way to Sharlston pit before he took up wrestling. I made sure he got straight through without delay!
Summers
This summer was a hot one and I loved being around Streethouse, swimming in Sharlston dam, walking to Nostel Priory, mostly being a bit of a lad, Streethouse Club outings, just the best time as a kid, your parents need not worry as it always seemed safe as everyone knew each other. The pit gala was a great day, pity things changed so much with the pit closing. What about the characters, Lew Harrison, Bert Evans, Jeff Leake, Mal Kirk, my dad Jim, Lilly Taff, so many others, who would all end up in the club or top or middle house. I remember my uncle Ron always seemed to have soft spot for me even though I was a bit of rogue. Pity time moves on, being a kid in Streethouse used to be so much fun. My mate Terry Leake sharing sugar sarnies at his mams, Ali, Mel Daley, Wilsey, Ken, all thick as thieves together, much to the annoyance of our parents.
My Childhood
I was born in Manygates hospital and lived at 13 Clarkson Street, Lawefield Lane with just a wall seperating my house from my school so I would jump over the wall at the last minute. The house is no longer there. I would roller skate all the way to the park and later when I got a bike I went all over on that. My grandparents lived at Lupset and when my brother was born when I was 9 we moved to Lupset and I went to Snapethorpe school and left at 15 and went to work at Tankards carpets. I have some fantastic memories of when I was a child and could go on and on. I will save them for another time.
