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Memories of my Past
This scene hasn't changed very much. My grandfather Archibald Barnaby Eliott live in the Co-op house which was in Low Town, 'Treacle Ole' as it was called. He used to drive a donkey-cart, delivering coal I think, round the village. My great grandma lived in a one up one down across from what used to be the old swimming baths in Low Town, she had 9 children so I think it would have been cramped. There used to be a photo in the George Hotel of my grandfather. My father George Elliott used to keep the Smiths Arms and I would be very interested to find any history on the building. When I got married my in-laws used to keep the sweet shop next door to what used to be the old barbers by the road crossing.
North Road And The Treacle Hole.
I was at the local junior school, the headmaster of which was Mr Ronald Pearson,when this photo was taken.He lived just beyond and to the right of the area of the photo,in Hallas Road.My uncle Jim Wroe was at one time,Manager of Kirkburton Baths mentioned in another posting and situated close by in the "Treacle Hole,"the lowtown part of the village locally having gained its name from a spillage of barrels of treacle from a horse drawn cart early in the twentieth century.
The small wooden building on the left , now a newsagents did I think serve the same purpose in 1950.The next shop but one was and is still a Co-op butchers ,which,in 1960 was broken into late at night by four youths who,risking death,climbed up a drainpipe onto the roof at the back and got in by opening a skylight and climbing down a rope.Despite finding a drawer full of money all they stole... Read more
The Post Office And The Barber's Shop.
The white coated figure to the right is the barber Willie Jenks,standing outside his shop.He slicked back his hair with Brylcream and specialised in short back and sides.A visit could incur moments of pain from his close cutting mechanical clippers.
A little further away on the right is the original village Post Office, in use from the nineteenth century until relatively recently.In the 1950's the Postmaster was Mr Vincent Walker who stood stiffly upright behind his counter and with distinguished grey hair and a carefully modulated slow gravelly voice was a figure of some gravitas who exuded an aura of his importance in village life.
Kirkburton C of E School And Kirkburton Secondary Modern
I have many fond memories of Kirkburton, I remember my old headmaster at the C of S school, Mr Pearson, my sister and I still have nightmares about him and his maypole (lol) we hated it, my fav teacher was Miss Innes. At the secondary modern school the teachers I liked best were Mr Monk, Mr Rothery and Mr Wood (I remember all the teachers' names). I still have some family living in Kirkburton, I used to live in Linfit Lane (my dad still lives there). I was in the Girl Guides and attended the church (All Hallows) and will always remember the Rev Mr Edward Clarke with lots of love and affection.
Kirkburton Primary School
I attended Kirkburton First School (School Hill), prior to this I was sent to a Catholic school in Huddersfield, although living in Burton at the time, there was no comparison, Kirkburton School was like heaven following the Catholic school. I thought Mr. Pearson was wonderful and if you did your best he tried to do his best for you. I thought all the teachers were very good, especially Mrs Schofield, Ms Innis and Mrs Allatt. You were told off when necessary which you did not resent. When we moved to Moldgreen when I was 10 I was once again sent to St. Augustine's Catholic School, which my brother and I nick-named Colditz, what a shock! I was told immediately I would not be the blue-eyed girl I was at Kirkburton, my stay there was hell on earth, and although being of fairly good intelligenge I left school at the earliest opportunity. Kitkburton School was the happiest time I can ever remember of school days, I will never forget it. Mary... Read more
Whit Tuesday Walk And Yetton Rant
All of us who attended Kirkheaton Church and Sunday School looked forward to the Whit Tuesday Walk around the village behind the Grange Moor Band. We would all contribute cakes or sandwiches for tea, to be eaten in the school room. Then we would all arrive in our new clothes to march behind the Rector - Dr Dawson - clutching our hymn sheets. It was always a beautiful day and the streets were lined with proud parents or passers-by to wave at us. We would stop at strategic points to sing some well-known rousing hymns and the continue. We would all ram into the school room at the end to demolish our curly sandwiches, jelly and assorted cakes, some lovingly made by our mums. The off we would all go up to the cricket field to listen to the band and join in the sports. After that came the wonderful finale to the day - a visit to Yetton Rant.
Many young romances were formed that day, and each... Read more
My Memories of Kirkheaton
Kirkheaton was such a great place to live, I went to infant school at the bottom of Fields Way (I lived on Fields Way till I was 19 years old), I also went to Kirkheaton C of E School and can remember most of the teachers there. The Headmaster was Mr Easingwood. I loved growing up there. I can remember potato picking etc. and also Yeaton Fair which was great to go to when it came every year. Such great times were had by all. I remember the cricket field too, where my dad used to go bowling on Saturdays. I was born in Kirkheaton and lived on Stoney Ford. Outside toilets! But they were happy days. I have been back since I left to see how much it has all changed, but hey, the great memories are still there. My eldest son was christened in the church by the school in 1971. Some old school friends still live there, old neigbours too, and a relation who has been there... Read more
