Mytholmroyd, view from Scout Road c1955
Mytholmroyd, view from Scout Road c1955 Ref: m151005
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The Railway Runs by their Doorstep
41 years of their 50 years of married life, Mr & Mrs Joshua Turner of 1 Station Cottages, Hebden Bridge had more than 200 trains a day passing by their doorstep, the trains never caused them any trouble. Their home was just below the platform of Hebden Bridge Station. Mr & Mrs Turner were natives of Halifax. They had 13 children. Two of their daughters served in the Womens Land Army.
Shared on 07 May 2007
I was born derrick wadswoth, but never knew my mother.Iwas adopted by Cyril&Dorothy wright,ifound out this from my mate.Ihave recently found my birth family,and found I have 1brother 1 sister 1 half brother and 3 half sisters.
Shared on 31 December 2007
Sowerby, the Village 1949
Ref: S314002
I know this part of Sowerby so well as I was born in one of the cottages in the centre left of the photo. Grandma lived in the end house and my parents in the middle one. On recent visits the place has altered somewhat and is spoilt by too many cars parked around the greens, but such is progress.
Shared on 24 December 2007
Sowerby, the Village and Avenue c1955
Ref: S314004
This picture evokes happy memories of the village where I was born and lived for the first twenty two years of my life. I have visited it often over the past forty years whenever I was in Yorkshire, and I still find it a lovely place to be. Maybe it has become just a little too pristine, and unfortunately not improved by the many cars which line its avenue.
Shared on 28 February 2007
Heptonstall, Waterloo House from Slack Top c1965
Ref: h205006
This was the first home I ever knew and remains, to this day, the one I hold as the true definition of 'home'. Waterloo House was where I was brought as a newborn in June 1974, and where I lived so happily until 1980 when we were, sadly, forced to sell up and leave. I have countless memories, from toboganning down the fields in the deepest snow ever (which sometimes blocked the doors and entirely covered the downstairs windows - my dad having to climb out of the upstaris to dig us free) to standing in the sunshine waiting for my daddy to return from work over the crest of the hill along the road.
I believe the house to have been haunted, quite extensively. Certainly not one of my family can report that nothing unusual happened to them while they lived there. But then thats personal opinion. What do you believe?
And also worthy of note - the view from behind the house is surely one of the most magnificent in England for a child to wake to every day. It has left me with an inability to truly feel free unless I can see across hills into tomorrow.
This is my home..
Shared on 12 October 2006
