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Clwyd memories
The School
The first school of my life was in Brymbo where my father and his father and his father before him too had worked in the local steel works. The school teachers used to put out small beds in the playground in the afternoon and the entire school population would go to sleep in the open air. This was the lower church school (primary) and later I went to the school next door where Mr Fisher and Mr Tom Whomseley and the other teachers taught. It was here at aged 11 that Mr Fisher and Mr Whomseley discovered that I was quite deaf and sent me for investigations to the Wrexham hospital.There I was fitted with a hearing aid which I hated of course but at least I could hear better! I left that school for a tech/grammer school in Wrexham but will always remember those two teachers and the way they changed my life. I went on to obtain two degrees and in later life became a teacher myself.
Starting @ Brymbo Church School (primary)
I attended both primary & secondary schools in Brymbo. I remember well, aged 4 years, & my mum taking me to school for the very 1st time - no playgroups or nurseries to break you in then! I lived in Lodge, just down the road from Brymbo. I was very frightened on my first day as I had suffered from polio as a baby and this had left me with a limp - I was scared in case the other children made fun of me. There was no need, I was included in all their games and fun, not once was I called 'names' due to my condition. I made some wonderful friends at school, who I am happy to say I still have contact with now (almost 56 years!), quite a feat I think!
My memories of some of the teachers - Mr Jones, head of primary was a lovely man, he used to bring his little dog in with him sometimes and... Read more
Dad
My dad Bernard Kirham, much loved, greatly missed, was the first baby to be born here in the new housing estate in 1936. His mum Martha and dad James, brothers Joe, Jack, surviving brother Alfie, sisters Doreen, Nora, Elsie and surviving sister Gertie.Dad died recently, so it was doubley nice to view this site - thanks.
Hello Alfie Kirkham
I used to live in Meadows Lea, Darby Road and you were in my class at school!
My name was Mary Treacy!
My Grandpa
Dear Mr.Kirkham,
I beleive that you have been a previous companion of my grandfather, David Harris. He tells me that you have once injured him at Caergwle castle with two more friends and had a rather violent game. You even thought that you had killed him!
He was evacuated to Bryn Tirion and joined your school. A few months ago we have spent a whole day looking for you and we didn't find a thing! Please get back to me at Charlie@childcarerecruitment.co.uk or see my website www.charliebig.piczo.com
Yours sincerely,
David Harris's grandson,
Charlie Harris.
Castle Street 'Picture House'
The white building on the right used to be the cinema, or as we knew it the 'Picture House'. My late grandfather George Alfred Williams, known as 'Alf' or 'Little Alf' was the projectionist there for many years - he didn't have far to go, he lived about 50 yards further down the road! My mum was born on Castle Street and still lives in the village.
The actual view hasn't changed that dramatically, but the shop is no longer there and the cinema is now used by a mechanical engineering firm.
Derby Cinema
I remember going on a Friday night with my friends and going in the ninepence seats and calling in the chippy on the way home.
