The Marl Hole

A Memory of Rubery.

The Marl hole was the fun place for every Rubery kid, originaly there were three clay pits, the clay being used to supply the Brick & tile works which was situated at the end of the Avenue. The cottages along the Avenue and in Brook ROAd were built for the workers at the brick works. After the brick works stopped producing, the area was left to nature and the marl holes filled with water, and the area became overgrown.

The largest pool started at Callowbrook Lane and stretched up past the works. There was a causeway between the next pool which was about 100 yds long, then another causeway and a larger pool, all these pools were about the same depth, 40ft.

Around the pools the margins were lined with bullrushes and flag, and they were full of fish, I caught bream to 5lb 4oz, good size roach and tench, also pike, my dad caught perch to 3lb, he was a great perch fisherman my dad.

These pools were also the home of smooth and great crested newts, frogs, Natterjack toads with their distinctive yellow stripe, dragonflies and damselflies, also sand lizards and grass snakes. Kids would spend all day with their nets catching newts, dragonfly larvae and all sorts of bugs and butterflies, and men after finishing work would spend balmy summer evenings fishing.

Sadly the pools were filled in and although I enquired I don't believe the fish were taken out, they were just buried. If anyone knows any different please let me know.

There were many tales of people being drowned there, also a horse fell in and was dragged to the bottom as it was still attached to a cart, also a man coming home drunk by the light of a lantern stumbled and fell in and drowned. Some say that on a dark moonless night you can still see the light from his lantern at the bottom of the pool. All daft things to frighten the kids of course.

It was a loveley place, there was so much fun to be had, it was filled in about 1963. It seemed every time I went there, there was a kid fishing, his name was Roy Hughes. We formed a special freindship that was to last 53 years till his death in 2010. RIP.


Added 19 May 2011

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My husband and both come from Rubery village. He lived in The Avenue and I lived in the Avenue Annex (later to become Brook Road). My mum's house was the last house in The Avenue Annex and was next to the Marl Hole. The Marl Hole was drained and great care was taken with the fish and the newts. My husband is Brian Donaldson and I was Carol Talbot
now Donaldson. I remember the lorries coming down the road with the material for filling in the Marl Hole. We called the lorries Gully Suckers as they sucked and drains clear for miles around and we used to find marbles in the muck. We used to get chased away by the people who were in charge but always came back.
I also remember a drowning in the Marl Hole as there were crowds of people there to look and see what was going on when the pool was dragged for the poor unfortunate. My mother drew our curtains and we had to stay inside. I cannot remember the young man's name but believe he came from quite a large family in the Avenue. We don't remember anything about a horse and cart falling in but people would drown kittens and unwanted animals and it was not uncommon to see a sack floating but we never investigated its contents in case it was a drowned animal
I was down at the Marl hole on the day the boy drowned. I know who he was but would rather not say as many of his relatives are active social media. It was during a heatwave and I was very young, I think half the village was there to try and cool off. The boy who lived in Kineton road is said to have dived in and never came up again. Everyone was upset and I was rushed back home to the Avenue.
I went to school with Roy (Knocker) Hughes. His younger brother was Tony. I think Roy lived next door to the boy who drowned' family.
I remember your mom, Rose, and would quite often sit with her in the evening having a tot of whisky and she would reminisce about old Rubery . She showed me her old photos and I remember one was of swans from the marl hole outside your house. She was a lovely lady and I missed her when she moved. She told me she was the first one to move into our houses when they were built,

My family lived in Lyndon Road from 1940 until 1970, I remember the great days of fun we all used to have, no mobile phones or tablets to play on, we just made our own enjoyment and were better for it. We had the woods and the Marlhole to play. We made trolleys out of pram chassis and risked our lives going down Holywell lane ( not much traffic then) . I still have friends in Rubery but so much has changed, that's progress I suppose.

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