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Grange Moor maps

Historic maps of Grange Moor and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Grange Moor maps

Grange Moor photos

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Grange Moor area books

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Memories of Grange Moor

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West Yorkshire memories

Tops

It was great sliding down the Tops on pieces of cardboard or a washer top, we went so fast hoping not to hit a car on the low road. When I used to go to school in the morning on the way to pick up my friend I would get a twig from the privets, bend it and start collecting spider webs with dew on them, by the time we got to school we had a beautiful pattern, it became a ritual in the cold mornings on the way to school. This was in Thornhill. We were never afraid of exploring the countryside around the area as it was quite safe then used to go out and get tar balls from the freshly tarred roads and chew on them, we thought that this was the greatest thing. If you have any memories please post. Jean Bremner (nee Brown)

Devils Pond

To all the young 'ens of that era or anyone else - who remembers walking down and up the self beaten footpath behind the long established fish & chip shop opposite the old Heppinstall's general store (long since gone), to the Devils Pond to catch what we thought were Terrapines! Or catching frogs etc, and making home made carts to pull up 3 Boy Hill at the top of Ouzelwell or Pit Lane at the top of King Edward Street then free wheel down, usually out of control!

Memories of my Past

North Road c1950
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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.

North Road c1950
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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.

North Road c1955
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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

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