Forest Beck, Lancashire

Yew Tree Home

I lived with Mum, Dad and brother Richard here for around 10 years from 10 yrs to 20 yrs old. I went to Riversmead School in Grindleton. Some very happy times in this beautiful place are in my memory. It's great to find this photo on line. I live in Australia now but will eventually come for a memory visit.

My Mum's hairdressing salon

Right on the end of this barn, hidden from view was a small irregular building with it's own door. It had been a small butchers shop some time before my Mum and Dad bought it as a hairdressing salon for my mum to use as a little business.

It had no heating, just two yellow sinks and chairs, a couple... [more]

Clitheroe and Trough of Bowland

My father, Ken Hatton, worked as a surveyor with Cementation, a civil engineering company from Bentley Nr. Doncaster. They were driving a water tunnel under the Trough of Bowland. At that time we lived in Clitheroe at 12 Windsor Avenue off Henthorn Road. I remember going down Low Moor to a beauty spot known locally as "little Blackpool" on the River... [more]

Happy Memories of Slaidburn

My first introduction to Slaidburn was in the middle of the very cold and snowy winter of 1949-50. I had just driven down from Inverness to this charming Lancashire village with my Dad. It had been a long, cold drive in a 1938 Morris roadster car, loaded with luggage and a big tool box. I was to begin a new job... [more]

Todber caravan park, bonfire nights

Does anybody reading this remember Tom Varley's steam museum/bonfire nights in the big brick barn with the music from the engines and parch peas, hotpots and bonfire on top of the hill. Or the little pool in the first static field in the bottom left corner. Or the outside toilet blocks with the handringer outside and big pot sinks that sometimes... [more]

Summer Holidays

I remember in the 1950s my sister Annette and I used to spend some time on a farm owned by Mr Thomas Holgate who was a friend of the family and really enjoyed those times. The farm was called Townley House and my dad used to help with the hay making. I also used to go there occasionally to do jobs... [more]

Morris Dancing with the Clitheroe Morris Men

This was a weekend to remember!

The Clitheroe Morris Men invited several other dance "sides" to join them for a weekend of dancing, music and - of course - beer drinking! By a lucky chance I was included in this invitation due to a strange set of circumstances...

Just the Autumn before, in 1979, I had... [more]

Paddling pool, Castle field

I remember this pool vividly! One day I was riding my tricyle round the outside of the pool, which wasn't filled with water at the time. Unfortunately I happened to fall in and I cut my hand on a broken glass. After 34 years I still have a scar to prove it.