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Historic maps of Eagland Hill and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Eagland Hill maps
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St Michaels on Wyre
My dad had a cousin who was Vicar at St Michaels on Wyre during the 1945 - 55 era. His name, Raymond Bell. As a child visiting his parents in Wray, near Hornby during the Second World War years I only met Raymond once. His parents, Rev Alfred Bell and Edith Bell and sister Eileen were in Wray for many years. Raymond sadly died in St Michaels while working in his garden, so I believe. I married and moved to Canada but had no contact with his mother or sister who had moved to a retirement cottage near Lancaster Cathedral, Eileen was in Calderstones hospital near Blackburn as she had a disability. This was a sad story as from what I did hear, Raymond committed suicide. If anyone knows of the family I would appreciate contact. My parents are long gone and I am trying to trace some of the family tree.
Splashing Through The Ford
We moved from Preston to Garstang in 1960. My sister and I aged 12 and 13, used to cycle all the lanes around Garstang, the Fylde, the Trough of Bowland etc. Once, when we cycled through this ford, my sister who was ahead whizzed through with feet up near the handlebars, creating a bow wave like a curtain of water. I followed more sedately grinning sheepishly at the couple sat on the wall you can see at the side of the ford. They were having a picnick and looking startled and damp. Around the corner my sister had turned around to go back for another go. She hadn't seen the picnickers. I shouted turn around and pedal for your life. We zoomed up the road forking right onto the track through Nicky Nook.
The ford is now piped and Throstle Nest Farm in the background is now a group of rather expensive houses.
Shovels Inn - 1952 to 1971
My grandparents, John & Betty Whiteside, were Landlord & Landlady of The Shovels Inn 1952-1971. I was born in 1955 and clearly remeber the pub as it was then, before they tore down walls! The old men of the village taught me how to play dominoes in one of the little rooms that used to be off the main bar. As you walked through the door there used to be an open fire on the right with the dartboard above it. On the photograph, on the extreme right, just outlined against the white building, you can see the petrol pump which was used to fill the charabancs that used to call at the pub on day trips to the Over Wyre area.
How Inskip Has Changed so Little
I have lived in Inskip most of my life, it is a nice little village that has changed very little in the past 32 years of my life. My parents have lived in Inskip over 30 years and my nanna a lot longer. The changes I have noticed are a few more houses, the loss of our shop and post office, and HMS Inskip has changed hands.
Roundhouse
I went to what we used to call the school on the hill. I lived in Knott End and sometimes when we were rich we'd go to school on the bus, but if not it was your two feet that got you there, anyway my memory relates to the roundhouse, it was a toffee shop when we were kids, things you could get for a penny and when you had tuppence, well I guess you were rich, anyway when I had bus money for coming home after school and depending on the weather, if it was nice I would give in to temptation and nip into the roundhouse. Trying to make a selection from all the toffees and treats was a challenge indeed, anyway I always came out with the goodies, the only thing now was that I had to walk home, probably took me about an hour and a walk along what used to be the railway tracks that went through Hackensall, and I used to come out at... Read more
Townfoot
I can still recall this picture 50 years on. As a child I walked this lane every day in the school week. My nana Mrs Dickinson lived in Acre Lane a little further on from the picture above. I went to Fleetwoods Charity School on the hill and went to my nana's every day for my dinner. I would go to the post office for her shopping on the way. I sometimes walked home from school this way up towards the hill, past the farm then down through the woods. Where did the good all days go?
Evacuated Pilling Lane School Lancs 1939 Georgina Owen
I was evacuated in 1939 Sept from Salford . I lived with the Headmaster and his wife Mr + Mrs Hobson . I often played with my friend Nelly Tracy who stayed on after evacuation . I have happy memories playing at Mr Carters farm .We went to the Verona cinema , I wonder if it is still there ? Mrs Vera Hobson had a daughter named Mary who went to Boarding school at Kirby Lonsdale . Two wonderful years until Iwent to stay with Mrs Trippier in nearby Knot-End who had a B&B and had two sons Ronald and Clive . I remember playing in the parlour at Listers Bakery with Joyce Butler . I was an Evacuee from 1939 age 8 to approx 1943 from Duke Street school Salford . My name was GEORGINA OWEN now Williamson.
