Childhood Memories

My father, Bertram Whittingham was a native of Hemsworth, born 1892 and I am the remaining son of the family born August 1926 in a small miner's cottage located at No. 7 North View. My father was a coal miner, working at Hemsworth Colliery until his retirement. There are so many memories, I really don't know where to begin. The police station was located just before reaching Cross Hills on the right hand side. Opposite was Townsend, the butcher, with the "slaughter house" situated at the back of his shop. Next to Townsends stood the Midland Bank. At the bottom of Highfields was a stone trough where the horses would stop to drink. I can only recall 2 policemen manning the station, one of them named "Bobby Johnson". As children, we were scared to death of him. If he caught us being mischievious, he would give us a clip "round the ear hole", folowed by - "Al tell thi father wast tha's done". Time around 1932 On Kirkby Road, just past the market place, was a whole sale fruiters named Sainters and then the Hemsworth Brick Yard. Then the open fields. I have just found your web site, so sometime soon I will spend time in thinking up psst memories of my childhood and teenage years spent in Hemsworth. I left Hemsworth 1953 to become an ordained Salvation Army Officer, but my Mum and Dad, together with my older sister Alice, remained and died in Hemsworth.