Nostalgic memories of Essington's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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I used to stay with a school friend in Sneyd Lane Essington when I was about 14. We went to Ely House School in Wolverhampton. We used to go riding somewhere around there and our friend Sylvia Merrick also lived in Essington. If any one knows of Elizabeth Perfect please let me know. I also remember a Michael Hinks who also lived in Sneyd Lane.
The building still stands, though in the 1990s the Hotel closed and has been converted into flats. The view from across the junction of the Hanley and Wells Roads is still, however, substantially the same.
Many times I've walked as a child with my parents and my younger sister after a hearty Sunday lunch, up Broad Lane and turning left down towards the Mitre pub (a personal favourite of my father!). My sister and I would have a glass of Vimto and a bag of crisps and then go watch the traffic go underneath on the M6 while my parents sat outside and enjoyed their drinks. We would then go and visit the old ...see more
Just past the signal box on the left over the motorway bridge is the Mitre Pub. Many happy evenings were spent there on hot summer nights with my parents. I remember Vimto through a straw and Smiths crisps with the blue salt wrap inside, and playing in the high fenced gardens there. Mom would enthrall us all with tales of how they laid out the miners on the table in the back room, then the long walk back up the hill singing our heads off...
The long low building to the rear of the picture I remember as the Key factory (Huffs), my mom worked there for some time and we would rush to meet her on payday to get our treat. It was one of the few places in Essington to employ women and is still there now I believe... To the right of the Key factory (out of shot) was the Scout hut, then the pit and the doctors surgery.
I'm not sure if the box was still in use in 1965. I remember it better about five years later when Hells Angels used it as a type of den. We (a few mates and I) used to walk the railway line from the pithead to Broad Lane playing fields, we always had a nosey into the box as it was pretty derelict by then (aged about 10). I see it now and can't believe how well the owners have restored it and converted it ...see more
I was five and walked down this road to the infants school on the left (you can just see the school railings). My future primary school (St Johns) is in the old building to the right. There was a little sweet shop on the left (out of shot ) where we all rushed to get our halfpenny's worth of  'SUCK'. At the bottom left past the car is the HAUNTED vicarage that put the willys up me on dark stormy wintry mornings. I was only ...see more
MY MOTHER WAS BORN ON HAYWOODS CORNER THELMA BEARDSMORE SHE MOVED TO GANDY RD WHERE I WENT TO SCHOOL AT PERRY HALL BEFORE LEAVING PERRY HALL MY MOM AND DAD MOVED BACK TO ESSINGTON FOUR DOORS FROM THE CHAPEL ON THE ESSINGTON RD   THE FIRST INDIAN I EVER MET WAS MY TEACHER AT PERRY HALL MRS SYAL THIS LADY IS A    WONDERFULL PERSON    WHO I TOOK TO LIKE MY SECOND MOTHER   ON MOVING BACK TO ESSINGTON IT ...see more