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Caverswall| Weston Coyney| Cheadle| Wetley Rocks| Normacot| Longton| Cheddleton| Blurton| Alton| Stockton Brook| Hanley| Endon| Brown Edge| Burslem| Oulton
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Recollections of A Special Village
I attended Sunday School in the 1960s at St Peter's School, Caverswall and my teacher was Mr Harp. He was a great inspiration to me as a budding historian and he sometimes took us to visit the castle and taught us much about the church. I remember being taken by Mrs Yates (the former Vicar's wife) as Brown Owl and Christine Tranter (Tawny Owl) to Caverswall Square and being taught, with other Brownies, to use the telephone box. We would attend church parades at St Peter's, often marching from the school grounds and presenting our standards. Christmas parties were at great hit, with Bert Poole in charge of the games and music. My friends Ruth and Jane Tranter had bicycles and it was still safe in those days to cycle round the village. St Peter's Church was a very important location in my childhood, however, the first time I went inside St Philomena's RC Church was on the Millennium Eve, when the 2 churches had a joint service, part of... Read more
Cheadle in The Second World War
I think that we must have moved to Cheadle around 1938, because I was born in Newcastle under Lyme, but my younger sister was born in Cheadle in 1939. At that time we lived on Leek Road. We had various airmen and sailors billeted with us when they were on training courses at the top secret Cheadle Hall, an outstation from Bletchley Park. These included a sailor who had served on HMS 'Hood', but prior to the terrible happening. bout 1941 we moved from Leek Road down to The Birches. Not such a nice house, but when you are young these things don't seem to matter. For most of the Second World War Dad worked in the munitions factory at Swinnerton. Despite the terrible war, as children we rather enjoyed those years. Cheadle was a lovely place to grow up in at that time. I started school in 1941 at the Church of England school which was just over the garden wall from where we lived. In the... Read more
Working at Blagg Son And Masefield
I remember living on Charles Street in Cheadle, used to walk to Blaggson and Masefield every day and on Saturday mornings. My best friend was Julie Bryant, we loved dancing at the guild hall. My father had a stall in the indoor market and then a small shop on Charles Street. I have many many fond memories of my years in Cheadle. Wonder if anyone remembers Marion Clayton?
Evacuation
My brother and I, aged six and a half and five, were evacuated to Wetley Rocks at the outbreak of war in 1939. We only stayed for six weeks but the time is imprinted on my mind. We were billeted in a farmhouse which belonged to, I believe, the Ridgway family who lived in a grander house nearby, now demolished. Miss Ridgway lived there with her brother. Their father was a pottery manufacturer. The farmhouse had a room with a large table, covered in white crockery, and glass-fronted cupboards containing the same. There was a cowman who I think was conscripted but I was told that his name was Mr Moss and he was still alive in 1991. We attended the village school - mornings one week and afternoons the next. Arriving in Wetley Rocks we were deposited in the school and given beakers of tea and a banana. On arrival at the farmhouse we went to see the cows being milked and coming out I slipped in a fresh... Read more
The Then Unknown
I remember going to school one morning, when a convoy of army lorries was going past, they were Americans, I did not realise it until several years later that I was witnessing the beginning of the invasion of Europe. To the shout of "Any gum, chum?"' to the passing lorries, I got loads of gum and I think there were also malted milk tablets. It never occurred to us that some of soldiers could be dead in a matter of days, but we were kids and did not have such thoughts. Even though it is over 65 years ago several of from the class of 1945 still meet bi-monthly for a meal, there are usually nine or ten of us, although all of us no longer live in Werrington, we still meet up. One comes over from Leicester (John Sherwin), we even had Stan Gilman with us from Canada, Stan was visiting his rrother Ray. Peter Thornsby (Stowemarket) has threatened us with a visit during spring. The school we attended... Read more
A Place in History! 1944 - 1963
I hope this memory of Normacot is the first of many to be placed by me and then hopefully by others.
I was born in 1944 in Lower Spring Road, (opposite Garbutts Toffee Factory), one of a family of 5 children ... Len, me! (Jeff), Dave, Rob and little sister Dorothy (Dotty). We had a very active young life, school at Uttoxeter Primary and then Queensberry Secondary Modern, nd played games (now hardly ever played by current generations) on the Alhambra Banks for hours with an army of friends no matter what the weather! We were a handful as I remember, and I'm sure that our neighbours will confirm that we were never nasty or bad, just young people enjoying safe, memorable and helpful young lives. We also formed a group that practised in the chapel at the top of Chaplin Road and had fans that followed the group over the Potteries for many years. I remember the majority of our friends as we grew up and formed our... Read more
My Mom's Side Was From Normacot
My grandparents and great grandparents lived on Lower Spring Road from the late 1800s until the houses were torn down. I spent a couple of years there in the 1960s when I lived with them. I have to say I had a lot of fun there. Seems like every time I went to the store I got candy or ice cream from the owners. And the home made bread Grandma got was the best ever. Not to mention the meat pies that the chip shop cooked. Kathy
