Abraham Ormerod Convalescent Home 1929, Lytham
Abraham Ormerod Convalescent Home 1929, Lytham Ref: 82647
Memories of Abraham Ormerod Convalescent Home 1929, Lytham
HAPPY DAYS
WELL I REMEMBER THIS VERY CLEARLY I SPENT SOME OF MY CHILDHOOD DAYS HERE CONVALESANT HOME FOR CHILDREN WE WAS SENT THERE TO CONVELESCE IN THE BRACING SEA AIR FROM POLLUTED INDUSTRIAL TOWNS . NUNS LOOK AFTER US THEY HAD LOVELY CHAPEL I BELIVED IT OPENED 1884 . I WAS THERE BETWEEN 1962 1969 AND I LOVED IT.
My Days at The Ormerod Home
I believe I went to the Ormerod Home, at the age of about eight or nine, as a result of the Local Authority (Blackpool) having a number of reserved places at this establishment. Homes such as this were built along the sand dunes near Blackpool in order to provide a healthy environment, in which youngsters from the north west could spend their holidays well away from the smoke and grime of the nearby Lancashire cottons towns. In my case, I was the youngest of four children whose father had died just some 5 years earlier. This meant my mother was out working both day and night to make ends meet. I suppose in these days you could say that I was sent for a period of respite. The period seem to last for about 3 to 4 months and stretched over the Christmas period. I remember this well as I had two parts in the Christmas plays the home put on. The first was as John the Baptist in the... Read more
Lytham & local memories
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Days Out in Lytham in The Forties And Fifties
We lived in Preston, Lancashire from 1944 to 1956 and often came here for the day on the bus. My mother preferred Lytham to Blackpool and we spent happy hours on the sands. This picture, taken before the 1st World War, is a view which my father would have seen when he came here as a child - I have a couple of photos of him on the sands with his mother and sister. I can't remember a pier - I think it had gone by the time I started coming to Lytham, and the windmill has since been rebuilt. However, the sands have now gone for ever - all there is between the promenade and the sea is a mass of weeds and not a trace of sand. I asked a couple of elderly ladies in the lifeboat house why this was so - I hadn't been to Lytham for fifty years - and they said that since the docks at Preston are no longer dredged, all... Read more
Happy Days
My name is Eileen Turner. I had a sister named Kathleen Turner. If anyone who went here knows me please contact me, I would love to talk to someone who went there.
My name is Sophia Ufton. I am writing this on behalf of my mom, thanks.
