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Knott End in The 1950s And The 1960s by Norma Smith

The Ferry And Slipway c1950, Knott End On Sea
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We, that is my father Norman, mother Ethel and my Auntie Peg, moved to Knott End in 1948 and lived at 15 The Esplanade. As well as being a boarding house (as it was called in those days) it doubled up as the doctors' surgery. For those with a good memory you might remember Old Dr Taylor Young, Dr Taylor and Dr Allen Pilling from one practice and Dr Stewart, a GP on his own. I went to Pilling Lane School where the headmaster was the formidable George Hobson. Two other teachers were his sister Miss Hobson and a Miss Hull. On a good day in the summer we were taken up the field and at the end was the seashore, where we were allowed to play. After passing my scholarship I used to travel everyday on the 85 bus to go to school in Blackpool. In the early 1960s our free time was spent between the Juke Box at the ferry end of the village and the Verona Cafe... Read more


The Ferry And Slipway c1950, Knott End On Sea
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Iam not sure how close Iam on the date, however when we where kids, me and my friends would spend most of the day in the summer holidays with string and safety pin, stick some muscle meat on it from the muscle bed from the other side of the jetty, and then we'd tie a stone to the string and then lower this down the side of the jetty to catch an unexpecting crab, you had to be very careful pulling it up from the water as sometimes the crab would fall back in the water, then you'd have to start again, but we would have great fun watching the crabs running all over the place, especially when the tourists where waiting for the ferry, they would scream and scurry away from the approaching crab. This was great fun for us during the summer hols.

Just A Puddle Jumper

I lived about 3 minutes from the beach and down the steps and on to patches of grass we used to go jump on. The tide came in and out and used to leave behind seawater puddles collected by the green patches of grass. Of course, as kids we used to love overturning the rocks in the puddles and trying to find any sea life there might be, but our biggest fun was racing over these puddles trying to land on these patches of grass without getting our shoes and feet wet. Almost worked most of the time, but great fun to be had indeed, it took a special kind of skill to go from the bottom of the steps right down to the Bourne Arms and back again without getting your feet wet. I wonder if I could still do it without people looking at me and wondering if I had all my marbles... I’d love to try! Now that I’ am grown I don’t think I’ve seen any place... Read more

Various Memories

My parents visited Knott-End-on-Sea many times, particularly in the September before I was born in March 1932. We used to stay at a house in Lune View with a family called Butler and Mrs. Butler nursed me many times when I woke during the night! They were a lovely family - I think the daughter was called Eva but cannot remember the name of their son. They moved to Fleetwood. My parents and I visited Knott-End every year until 1958. That year, my friends and I were wondering where to spend our holiday. I suggested Knott-End. The father of one of my friends said that he did not think we would like it there because there was nothing to do. However, we took no notice and booked in with a family in Clarence Avenue. My friend whose father said there was nothing there, met a boy who she later married! She went to live there - followed by her parents! She still lives there and finds loads of things to... Read more

Lancashire memories


I went to what we used to call the school on the hill. I lived in Knott End and sometimes when we were rich we'd go to school on the bus, but if not it was your two feet that got you there, anyway my memory relates to the roundhouse, it was a toffee shop when we were kids, things you could get for a penny and when you had tuppence, well I guess you were rich, anyway when I had bus money for coming home after school and depending on the weather, if it was nice I would give in to temptation and nip into the roundhouse. Trying to make a selection from all the toffees and treats was a challenge indeed, anyway I always came out with the goodies, the only thing now was that I had to walk home, probably took me about an hour and a walk along what used to be the railway tracks that went through Hackensall, and I used to come out at... Read more


Town Foot c1955, Preesall
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I can still recall this picture 50 years on. As a child I walked this lane every day in the school week. My nana Mrs Dickinson lived in Acre Lane a little further on from the picture above. I went to Fleetwoods Charity School on the hill and went to my nana's every day for my dinner. I would go to the post office for her shopping on the way. I sometimes walked home from school this way up towards the hill, past the farm then down through the woods. Where did the good all days go?

My Birthplace

The Village From The South c1955, Preesall
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I was born in the large house behind the van in June of 1932. At that time it was a private maternity home run by a Midwife called Nurse Bailey. My maternal grandparents lived in Plumtree Cottage, which is on the left of the photo opposite the big house. The house in the middle distance was the Post Office, Alan Clarkson being the Postmaster in those days. When my parents were going out, I was sent to stay with my grandfather Jim Shepherd at Plumtree. He lived there with my Aunt Ada. Jim Shepherd had worked in the salt mine until he went blind, after which he could be seen most days with his stick, tapping his way to Harold Blackburn's cobblers shop for a gossip, or in summer down to the bowling green. The cottage had only electric light downstairs and no power sockets, there was one cold water tap over a "slopstone" in the kitchen and the WC was in the garden. Water was heated on a big... Read more

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