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Gnosall, the Wharf and Tunnel c1955

Gnosall, the Wharf and Tunnel c1955
 
 

Gnosall, the Wharf and Tunnel c1955 Ref: g22304

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Photo of Gnosall, the Canal c1960

Gnosall, the Canal c1960
Ref: G22312

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The Boat

The Boat is the name of the Inn on the left of the picture. As children we used to walk across the top of bridge wall and, as a further dare, across the pipes which ran just below the parapet, above the water.
   Once, when I was serenely paddling the canoe back from Cowley Tunnel, a loaded barge came up behind me 'out of no-where'. It was MUCH BIGGER than I would have thought a barge could be, even if I had expected one, which I hadn't.  I don't know who was the more horrified: me or the bargee!!!!

Shared on 07 April 2007 by Penny Trueman.

Photo of Norbury Junction, Canal Junction c1955

Norbury Junction, Canal Junction c1955
Ref: N181307

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Norbury Junction!

This is Norbury Junction, not far from but, definitely not Gnosall.
The boys in the woodwork class at school (Gnosall) built a canoe as a project which was afterwards stored in the old Mill on the opposite side of the canal to the Navigation Inn. (The Mill was the first in the area to be steam powered, I think). The canoe could be hired out for 6d, and it was very popular with me amongst others! (in the summer months I virtually 'hogged it'.) I used to paddle up and down the canal, sometimes reaching Norbury junction.

Shared on 07 April 2007 by Penny Trueman.

Photo of Gnosall, Mason's Lawn c1955

Gnosall, Mason's Lawn c1955
Ref: G22308

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Mason''s Lawn

We moved from the hamlet of Moreton/Bromstead to Gnosall, where my Dad worked, (based at the council wharf) in 1958, and Mason's lawn wasn't built then!  We used to have our bonfires on the site and, if 1963 was the year it snowed really heavily (and I believe it was) - we were still building snowmen and rolling massive snowballs there!

Shared on 07 April 2007 by Penny Trueman.

Leawood Pitts, High Offley

My Great Great Grandfather was  a farmer and the owner of Leawood Pitts from around 1848 to 1892. His name was John Clemson and he farmed about 46 acres. He had a wife, Mary, and seven children. I have a photograph of the farmhouse taken sometime during that period, and also some historical information. I thought this might get the Memories of High Offley page started.

Shared on 27 January 2009 by Jennifer Nottingham.

My life there

I remember the days when I lived on a farm that was owned by Mark Carter from Eccleshall Castle. I had so much fun living in Eccleshall that I didn't want to move when the farm was sold. I had loads of friends and good memories, I remember when all the children were given a Silver Jubilee coin at school, the walks to the church from Lonsdale School, and to the common at the top of the junction of Kerry Lane and we had to pass by the Jacksons' place, I was friends with their son Carl. I also remember the Royal Oak pub because my mum and Joyce Robinson worked there for Geoff Hurst the footballer who owned it at that time. The chip shop down the side of the Oak when they used newspaper to wrap your chips, they sold a Ford Anglia to my dad. The Badger that was then called the Railway Inn and owned by Ron and Connie. I had a best mate like all children, she was Marie Shenton, she lived in the flats on Castle Street then moved to the Burgage, we had fun when at school. I had 3 brothers and we had to walk down Blurtons Lane to catch a school bus that was from the 30s on the cross roads of Ellenhall and Stafford road. On those hot summer days we would go down to the river and wade in the water, fetch cows in for milking with dad, potato picking, baleing, those were the days, everything has changed now. We made our fun, children now want it given to them. I also remember the day Mr Mark Carter was out hunting and because he owned the house we lived in he had right of way striaght through our garden and me and my brothers followed then for a bit. I would do anything to move back and catch up with old friends and live on a farm once again. My son is going to Bishop Lonsdale this September, I hope he enjoys it and he is learning cricket down at Eccleshall already and making friends with children from that school. I believe that it is a friendly place to live and is changing all the time but as long as the history stays.

Shared on 07 May 2008 by Caroline Owen.

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