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Historic maps of Middop and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Middop maps
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Middop area books
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Lancashire memories
My First Day in Barlick
My first memory of Barnoldswick was coming off a laycocks bus on station road outside the conservative club, it was a lovely july morning, wakes week as it was called then. my reason for the visit was to see my sister Margaret Honeyman, who had moved here a year or two previousley With me on this visit was my sister Mary, and her husband Jimmy Ritchie, and my older brother George Brennan.
The town was completely deserted, it seemed as though we were the only ones stood on station road, and anywhere else on the town for that matter, every shop on Church street was closed, baring in mind that this was about 8.45 am on a saturday morning i supposed it was not unusual how wrong i was, the Town stayed this way for the whole duration of our visit, in those days the townspeople packed up and left en`masse to their holiday destinations, apart for the very odd corner shop, the pubs, and bookmakers, Barlick was virtually... Read more
A Wonderful Time Growing up in Barnoldswick.
I was 10 years old, and had lived at 62, Esp Lane, but now live at 5 Sackville Street. I loved life, school, elderly neighbours, friends that lived on Colne Road, Cavendish Street, and Sackville Street.
I remember Kathleen Earnshaw, Howard Dixon and I used to go for walks up Folly Lane, there were meadows on each side back then, and lots of conker trees. I remember we saw a calf being born in one of the fields.
I used to deliver the milk down Gillians after school, from Smiths Farm at the top of the road. All my memories of Barlick are good ones. I emigrated to Saskatchewan, Canada, back in 1981, I still have a brother there, Robert Wilby, but have not been back for several years now, since Mum & Dad are gone.
Thank you for the opportunity to say these words, bringing back such good memories.
Susan Frerichs nee Wilby.
My email address is: susanfrerichs@live.ca if anyone would care to contact me.
Todber Caravan Park, Bonfire Nights
Does anybody reading this remember Tom Varley's steam museum/bonfire nights in the big brick barn with the music from the engines and parch peas, hotpots and bonfire on top of the hill. Or the little pool in the first static field in the bottom left corner. Or the outside toilet blocks with the handringer outside and big pot sinks that sometimes small children were washed in. My memories of Todber go from 1972- 82, does anybody else remembers anything from that time? The field day on the playing field in the village or walking down to the cattle market from Todber for something to do? No computers in those days.
Station House
I lived with my mum and dad and sister at the old station house.
1958 to 1964
Which years did you live in Gisburn??
Bondstreet31@hotmail.com
I was 19 years old and loved cycling. My aim was to cycle from Blackpool, where I lived, to Barley Youth Hostel on Pendle Hill. Unfortunately, I calculated too little time to reach my destination and found myself at the bottom of Pendle Hill, Padiham, I think, at 5.pm. in December. It was pitch black and the battery on my front light was low. I was scared because the hill was steep and I had to push my bike. One image is ingrained in my memory. Down below, to my far left there were the orange neon streets lights of a major town and to my near left, silhouetted against this backdrop of the town, was a gnarled old tree. Close to the tree was a stream and in my frightened state I could not at first identify the sound of the gushing water. On and on I pushed my bike until I reached the YHA, where I had to knock long... Read more
Earby Floods
We were married in 1964 and in July we went on holiday, returning to floods which had just happened the day before. My parents' greengrocer's shop on Water Street was a mess and the cottage was even worse. The first thing we saw when we got off the bus by the Conservative Club was a huge pile of tar washed up from the roads. We stayed up Red Lion Street and our house had been washed through with the flood waters. What a homecoming. We started the clean up immediately at the shop and in the houses. We are now in South Africa but would rally love to see Earby again although there have been man many changes, for the better I might add. I still go into Earby on the PC to see all the old pictures from years gone by.
