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Historic maps of Dimmingsdale and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Dimmingsdale maps

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Memories of Dimmingsdale

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Trescott

Have only good memories of Trescott. I was born there in 1948, I lived with my parents Len and Doris Croydon. My granparents lived next door in the house as you go through the water splas. I went to Tettenhall Wood School too and the people from the Park, the Stokes,t he Klepsinskys and the Helevort brothers. My dad worked for Norman Dickinson at Pool Hall farm for many years. I used to play in the brook in those days with Clive Holt, Les Elcock, Philip Rudge and Michael Ash. The Wibberleys farmed at Trescott too with the Yorks. When we left school at night we caught a bus that would take us to the crossroads at the lights at Perton. Then we walked to Trescott Down, Jinny Walkers Lane..oh, the old days.

The Fox And Goose Public House

The Village 1968, Penn
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Hello from Australia. I was hoping that someone looking through these "memories" might remember The Fox and Goose Public House on Penn Road. I think that this is the picture of it. My mom was the cleaner there for a few years when my sisters and I were young and I can remember sitting on the steps outside the pub collecting car numbers in an old exercise book and drinking a bottle of Vimto and eating Smiths crisps while I waited for mom to finish cleaning, and then we'd walk all the way back home to Warstones estate where we lived, it was such a long way but we never minded then as we didn't have a car and money was very tight so we couldn't catch the bus. Sometimes mom would stop on the way and if it was near lunchtime she would buy sixpence-worth of batter bits from the fish and chip shop that we passed on the way home  and we'd think it was such a treat... Read more

Hopkins And Tipper

The Village 1968, Penn
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I would love to hear from anyone who may remember my great-great-grandfather whose name was Owen William Hopkins. He did live with a lady called Mrs Tipper and had two children, one of who was called Winnie. Owen died in 1937.

Memories of The Old Village.

The Village 1968, Penn
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We Davies` lived at 406 Penn Road. My mother Sarah used to be caretaker at Penn Congregational Church and worked also for Miss Dorothy Tweedie whose house `The Crest ` was on the corner of Pennhouse Avenue and is still there. We lived in the cottages, 2 up 2 down, with an outside lav down the garden. This lay back off the road between the post office, run by Miss Roden, and the second row of shops which contained Hickmans paint wand wallpaper shop, Skiltons the newsagent, Taylors the greengrocer & Wilf Hicks the cobbler. We rented our house for 11 shillings and 4 pence from Mr Ferguson whose shop was on the corner of Manor Road. I was there from my birth in 1948 until 1959 when the cottages were compulsary purchased for the Penn Road widening scheme - but the land was never used and is now Tescos car park. There were many characters in the village we knew well; Mr Careless the... Read more

Childhood Days

                                    Wrottesley Park

92 Wrottesley Park, it was a nice address, a suggestion of elegance perhaps, a hint of grandeur even. However there was nothing grand about the place we lived in even though it was part of the Wrottesley Estate. Home for me as a child in the fifties was part of a Nissen hut in a converted army camp but despite its lowly status I consider myself most fortunate to have spent most of my childhood there.

We were the Baby Boomer generation although we didn’t know that at the time. They were lean times, rationing was still in place and household items along with food and much else were in short supply but we younger children were blissfully unaware of it all. Everyone was hard up, some more so than others; poverty was measured in varying degrees.

Like all children everywhere we took our way of life for granted, we... Read more

Halcyon Days in The 1950s

What fantastic days they were, despite the hardship. I too remember Greys shop, also Mr Bach from down the lane towards Wergs post office, he used to deliver groceries around the CAMP, as it was known by the locals as I remember. My mother and eldest sister used to work at the ministry building near the Polish church, checking tins of corned beef. School for us was at Tettenhall Wood, we used to catch a bus at the cottage which is now where Mr Brown's farm shop is. We left Wrottesley Park in 1960, we were one of the last families to leave as I remember a lot of families were going to Codsall or Wombourn. Due to the strength of my mother and her reluctance go to either of those locations we ended up in Pattingham. We lived at no 56, a large oak still stands to this day in what was our front garden.

The Glorious Days of Our Lives

I was born in 1953, my parents came over after the Second World War there was a little community of foreigners. Our family's name was Cozubovski, there was Dad, Mom, and the three children, Tom the eldest, Bob the middle one, and George the little one. We went to Christ Church school, on School Road. When I look back at my life then, it was glorious, I loved it so much. My name is Bob. My, how time has gone by so fast. When I think about the good old days it brings tears to my eyes. I can't remember the year we had to leave, but if my memorie serves me right we all had to leave Wrottesly Park. I can remember going to Mrs Grey's shop, buying sweets, she was a lovely and plesent woman. I can just remember the Wolleys so hello to you. I think you might remember the Cozubovski's

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