Moresby Parks memories
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Hetheringtons
As a boy I lived at 108 Moresby Parks with my family. I was from a large family, 4 brothers and one sister. We moved there in 1976 to 2006, it was a wonderful place to live and still is today. My childhood memories are of playing rugby and football on the square by the shop. Going over parks looking for bird nests and making camps down woods. As we got older we played rugby for MRUFC, we had some good times in there ha and still do when I get a pass out off the wife. I met some good friends in Moresby, some good families lived there. The Carrs, Lowerys, Richardsons, Simpsons, Quinns, Dougans, Rudds, Robinsons, Callans, Flemings, Mossops, Wrens, Jeffreys...sorry if I missed anyone out. My sister still lives on Moresby now. I moved to lowca, my brother Andrew lives there too, Mark and Garry moved to Kells and Shaun moved to Fletchertown, Carlisle. My mam and dad moved to Bridgefoot but my mam got cancer and... Read more
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Egremont Roard, Hensingham, Whitehaven.
We lived in Greenfields, Egremont Road, Hensingham from 1958 to 1964. My brother William was born here, and I recall the day my parents brought him home in a little puce coloured Morris Minor. I went to Hensingham infant school. Miss Simpson was my first teacher, Mrs Alderton ( with her button up the back jumbers) and Mrs Graham. My best friend was Edward Crosbie, and had a sister Morag, Wendy McKay, Pat Boyd, Denise Fye and Peter.... please do contact me if you remember Fiona Alocrn
Happy Days
I have great memories of growing up on Frizington. It was such a close knit community where everyone knew everyone else. I can remember Stewarts delivering milk with a horse and cart. ''Jinkies'' coming round with fruit and veg, in winter the van lit by a tillie lamp. The farmers coming round with their own home-grown potatoes. The fish man ringing his bell on a Friday, with fish fresh from the dock. St Joseph's with its gas lighting and coke stoves. School Christmas parties where the mothers made jelly and custard, fairy cakes etc and we all froze in our party outfits after being in winter clothes. Summer picnics with a bottle of spanish water and jam sandwiches down Yeathouse for the whole day. The sun never seemed to stop shining then. Nobody had much money but that didn't matter. We would make a ''house'' with stones laid out in a square and used leaves for plates with rose hips or similar as food.... Read more
Childhood
As a boy I thought my hometown of Frizington to be a wonderful place. We played football for hours on the Ball Alley or on the square. (Trafalgar Square)
Also hours of fun "up the backs" The houses behind Nook St playing marbles. Sublime days which never seemed to end. I often wonder if today's children are as carefree as we were. I certainly hope so. Summer days at school when on hot days our teachers would occasionally take us "down the beck" with our cossies and a towel on the pretext of a nature walk. I am not particularly one for "the good old days" but I do have some lovely memories.
The Metal Bank
Lovely to read your memories, I used to play as a child on the metal bank near Stewarts farm, we would walk up the Lonning to Yeathouse then have a picnic at the boilers, we would visit the baby houses before making our way home. Happy Days
1950's Frizington
I grew up in Parkgate when there were three pubs and three shops, I schooled at St Pauls Junior School, Headmaster was a very strict Mr Moore with Mr Teare, Ms Bowness I think, Miss Martin and Mrs Crossthwaite. Those were the days when we could run for miles unsupervised all the way down to Hen Beck and beyond, playing outside on dark nights for hours until called in. The rivalry up and down the village no better revealled as bonfire night approached and each bonbfire was raided or prematurely set alight. And yes the many metal banks surrounding the village, I remember one being used to fill in a big hole that appeared overnight up by the Frizington gasworks. One night the gasholder itself tipped sideways like a cocked hat splilling water into the gas main and flooding the houses down the hill at Parkside. What a great downhill boggie run that hill was. Stewarts Farm delivered the bottled milk in a chariot, then there was the Bewley -... Read more
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