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Memories of Fenham
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1940's And 50's
I was born in 1942 and lived in Ovington Grove behind The Lonnen. My memories would fill several books, but for starters:- the Regal; Quadrini's; Number 2 blue bus; Holy Cross Church; Cowgate then Wingrove Schools; playing football by the hour in the street; rag and bone man in a pony and trap; ice cream cart pulled by a horse - how people rushed for the manure to put on their roses; wearing black boots every day bar Sunday; chapped legs in the winter in our little shorts; girls always seemed to get chilblains; the terrible winter of 1947; taking a picnic to the Moor consisting of bread and jam and a bottle of sugared water; the pit still being worked at Denton Burn; the bus sheds on Silver Lonnen; Sunset brickworks and quarry, where we played and caught newts; cycling to Ponteland to catch tiddlers. It's easy to look at it all through a golden haze of nostalgia but for the first time ever every man had... Read more
FENHAM DO YOU REMEMBER
I never knew my grandparents they died before I was born. I have recently learnt that my grandparents were from large families. My maternal grandfather lived in Fenham, William Robert Wilson, who married a Smiley (I don't know if this is how you spell it). My grandfather was a Regimental Sergeant Major with medals, and after leaving the army was a tram driver, and grew fantastic leeks. From what I have been able to gather so far, the family that I cannot remember meeting, lived in High Fenham, and my elder brother can remember us all visiting them. If you have a Smiley grandparent or great grandparent from the Fenham area please contact me. Even though she was not my biological grandparent she was the only grandparent I knew and I loved her. If you have a Wilson grandparent or great grandparent from the Fenham area please contact me. I would dearly love to learn about my maternal family tree, my brother met my great aunts and great uncles but is a bit hazy... Read more
W Egdell Newsagent
At the tender age of thirteen I joined the other six paper boys working for Mr Preston at Edgell and sons on Fenham Hall Drive. For four years I braved all weathers at six in the morning, seven days a week, for one pound twelve shillings.I enjoyed delivering papers although winter mornings were cold. Mr Preston was a strict man to work for but his wife who worked in the shop was a lovely woman and would say hello and admire my dimpled cheeks. My only gripe was that on a Sunday morning the bells of St James's and St Basil's would ring out and as I hate bells they would go on for what seemed a lifetime. No lying in on a Sunday morning for the locals unless of course you were deaf. .... Kev
Tyne and Wear memories
Greenhow Terrace
I married Helen in 1967 and the only property available to rent was in Benwell. As we were both far too young to know better we took a bottom flat in Greenhow Terrace. That's where it all went wrong, Benwell was being demolished and couples were being relocated at Newbiggin Hall Estate, a new estate on the outskirts of Newcastle....Eagerly we accepted the keys to number 48 only to find it had no electricity or hot water. We thought it won't be long till were rehoused, we can manage... After turning down a flat offered to us I can only assume we went down to the bottom of the waiting list...and waiting is what we did, three ghastly years of it. During those years we were burgled five times and no one would insure us. There is not much to do without electricity so we got on each other's nerves to the point of nearly killing each other. Poor Helen was on her own all day whilst I worked so... Read more
1955/1978
Growing up and living in Lindfield Avenue, playing football in the street or up at Blakelaw Park with my brother Ken. Later playing for Montague and North Fenham Boys Club under Dicky Almond (Big Dick). Some games later for West End Boys club. Rokeby and Blakelaw Social Club. Earlier memories of playing around the streets, sledging in the snow and playing around in the old air raid shelters on Stamfordham Road. Dad (Mr Lydon) used to play the bagpipes in the garden and in the street.
A Lovely Girl And A Bonny Place
It's a bit unfair to say my memory is from 2000, as it actually goes back to when I was born (1980) and only ends last year (2008).
My earliest memories are of being at my Aunty Stella's. She wasn't really an Aunty, just a really old family friend. An amzing woman; she had a long-service medal from the army due to technically going AWOL after the war, and another medal from the Pope for her charity work. Unfortunately she died in about 2003, still sorely missed.
After that I met a girl from the area and spent many happy days with her in the area, in the Denton pub and in the burn. There's a lot of other memories, but most of them a probably a bit dull to others! I hope you have had some good times round there, it's a lovely spot.
Happy Days
I used to hang out in the early 1960s at the youth club on Slatyford Lane as a young teenager, also at the Miners Hall on Slatyford Lane. I met my future husband Rob Shaw (RIP). We used to go to the Denton Hotel for fun later in the 1960s, what great days. I remember the first Beatle song on the radio, the first Teddy Bot in Denton Burn (does anybody know his name?). I had a red transistor radio and about twenty of us kids gathered on the corner of the West Road to listen and dance and sing to the music. I moved to California in the late 1970s but will always remember those happy days of my life forever in my heart. I was recently visiting and saw that the Co-op is still there but a lot has changed, not always for the better. I would love to hear from anybody who remembers me from those days. Howay the lads! Anne, formerly Pigg. Email: shawcastar@aol.com
