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Maybank
Maybank was a large house, formerly a doctor's surgery, situated off St Anne's Road, in Aigburth. I was in "digs" there with the Jones family (Ron & Nell and their children Peter & Helen) in the 1960's. I met Peter at Cardiff University and became friends. His father was the conductor of the Merseyside Youth for Christ Choir. Maybank was the venue for an informal Sunday night meeting, the Squash, attended by christians from various Merseyside churches. Several would stay for supper. Occasionally some of us would take a late stroll down to the Otterspool Promenasde on the banks of the River Mersey. Eventually Maybank was sold-off to developers who built several houses on the site (now called Maybank Grove). For the rest of my time in Liverpool I lived with Ruth, Nell's sister, and her Canadian husband Roy. This was in Barkhill Road, opposite I.M.Marsh Ladies P.E.College (now part of Liverpool John Moores University) and then Horringford Road. Before I learnt... Read more
Growing up in Woolton
My family from many generations back have liven in Woolton and Gateacre. I grew up in a house opposite the English Rose pub and went to Out Lane primary school. We spent our summer days playing in the orchard by Watergate Lane, in Quarry St swing park, Woolton Woods and Camp Hill and School Lane swing park. We learned to swim at the tiny Woolton Baths and I think I read every book in the childrens dept of the tiny library. Saturdays we went to the tiny cinema for the matinee, and galloped home down Out Lane slapping our sides to encourage our imaginary horses, or tying our coats around our necks superhero style. After swimming at the baths, we could buy chips from the village chippie and a carton of milk from the milk machine at Salisbury farm dairy on the top of Kings Drive.
Going back to Woolton now it saddens me to see how run-down everywhere seems. The village centre has been upgraded, but the Kings Drive,... Read more
Tod's Field
I have lived in Woolton all my life, 68 years when I last looked, and never regretted one day; of course, some things have changed but by and large it has retained its unique character. I lived in School Lane(The Old School and the road to Woolton Woods) where to the right lay Tod's Style, a pathway bodering Tod's Field and leading to Macketts Lane which in those days saw little traffic. The field was a wonderful stretch of open land which contained several ponds, trees to climb and ditches to hide in. It was owned by Miss Tod who lived in a big house overlooking Speke Road with a couple of small dogs. After her death, the house was knocked down and the land sold for housing; Chaterhouse and Hailybury Roads are now where the old field used to be. I was sad to see it go as not only was it a magical place for chidren to play but it teemed with wildlife; the ponds were full of... Read more
Ghosts....
Both my aunts lived in Riverham in Grassendale. I went on a recent trip with one aunt and she pointed out a spot where she claims to have seen a ghost a Victorian-dressed woman in an ankle length blue/purple dress walking towards her (in the direction of Riverham) from Fernlea. I began to start telling her story to my other aunt when she stopped me. She began to tell me about the ghost she saw. She was looking out of the bathroom window in the night, on looking towards the lampost she saw a woman stood still under the streetlight. Outside the gates of Riverham, she described to me the dress. The description was very similar to that of the first ghost. They'd never told one another and so I'm curious. I've never been a great believer but, this was too much of a coincidence. Neither were scared, more puzzled, and have a very vivid memory of the two sightings. Does anyone else have similar stories or know of any... Read more
Blitz
We lived in Mill Street in the Dingle and I remember one night my Mum took me and my younger sister to the Mayfair cinema, we saw the picture and as it was ending the Sirens went. The Manager said we could stay at the cinema until the all clear was sounded, but my Mum was worried my Dad would be looking for us so we started to venture home. We were all walking along Aigbuth Road when we saw this plane coming down low. My mum said "Don't worry, I think its one of ours". She no longer said the words when it started to machine gun both sides of the road. Luckliy for us we managed to get into an air-raid shelter where my Dad found us. I don't think many of our generation this day would want to go through anything like that today. Ruth Strong
Memories of Bonfire Night in The 1950s.
I grew up in Berwick Street, Liverpool. The best night of the year was Bonfire Night. My mates and I would collect bonny wood for ages before the big night and store it in a bombed out house on Berwlck Street. The whole street would contribute stuff to burn. On November 5th we'd run home from school and get the wood out and place it at the junction of Berwick Street and Proctor Street ready for our dads to light it. I can't remember there ever being any trouble. What I do remember is everyone in the street having a wonderful time. I left Berwick Street when I was 12 and moved to Norris Green but I stayed at Newsham Secondary School. If anyone remembers these days my e-mail address is: ericadavehome@googlemail.com I''d love to hear from you.
Helping A Well-Known Comedian
Being brought up in Knotty Ash I lived quite close to Liverpool's famous comedian Ken Dodd. In those days Ken had a large van, and used to come around the area selling pots and pans and many other household items. I used to go round knocking on doors to help sell the wares. About ten years ago I was at a private show in nearby Prescot in a hotel where Ken was performing. When the show was over I waited for Ken to come back into the room for photographs. I said to him "The last time I spoke to you, you were sending me up garden paths knocking on doors." Immediately he replied "Do you remember Alan Shields who was one of our 'gang'?" and he went off with quite a long funny story about Alan. I was amazed at his memory, to remember an event which happened in the 1940s and which he could so easily bring to mind. Ken had an uncle called 'Little Bill', he was only about three... Read more
