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Cheshire memories
Sue
I used to know a girl from that village, whom I met in Widnes many years ago, about 1957.
Sue
Just would like to know how she is now
My G,G, Grandfather Was Born in This Manor House
My G,G,Grandfather was born in this house on the 2nd of July 1864, his name was Joseph Burgess and his parents' names were Joseph and Lydia Burgess nee Brooke. Joseph Burgess emigrated to Australia at the age of 22 years, he came across on the French ship called the Gilcruix on the 13th of Oct 1886. His passage cost 14 pounds and he was in steerage. He married Rebekah Hawker from Altona, Victoria, Australia. They had four daughters and lived in Brighton, Melbourne, Victoria.
Old Memories
I remember when I was about 13 years old. Where the roundabout is now there used to be a very high wall which surrounded a large house which was the local surgery and I believe the doctor's name was Dr. Oakell. On the corner of Woodford Lane used to be Chester's ironmongers and the Co-op store and the Co-op butchers. On the opposite side of Woodford Lane was Frank Eaton's newsagents and he also had a bicycle shop next door. Just down the High Street I remember a pub called the Bull's Head which was run by a lady named Phillips, this was on the corner of Geneva Road. I used to live in Swanlow Lane near St. Chad's Church. I remember when the council offices and council yard used to be at what was called "Over Hall", the gardens used to have a large round water feature that always had lots of newts in it during the summer months. The entrance drive was virtually opposite Crossfield Avenue and... Read more
The Forest
I can remember the first time I visited the forest, it was very impressive.
The smell of the trees, birds everywhere, and the sense of a wonderful peace. A really beautiful place, I hope it has not changed.
Delamere by Sid Grant
The Jewish Fresh Air Home and School was founded in 1921 by Miss Margaret Langdon, MBE, MA (1890-1980) and located at Blakemere Lane, Delamere near Norley, in the beautiful Cheshire countryside. My time spent there was from age 7 to 9 April 1933 to 8th April 1935.
The school was created for delicate Jewish children. They typically suffered from maladies such as malnutrition, nervous debility and enuresis. The age of the children ranged from 6 to 12 years.
Miss Langdon, as the secretary, conducted her work from an office at 149 Cheetham Hill Road, Manchester, centrally located in the area of heaviest Jewish population. Miss Helena Landau (1892-1979) was the head of the school, assisted by Miss Ada Reubens. The head of the nursing staff was a Miss Dunston. The handyman and caretaker was called Albert.
On arrival each child was allocated a numbered locker in the changing room, a peg in the washroom and a locker in the classroom for personal items.
The daily time table... Read more
My Unforgetable Time at Delamere
Hi old Delamerites!
My name is Marilyn Levy. I was sent to Delamere at the age of six, and remember crying myself to sleep every night. I probably annoyed all the girls in that dormitory with the notion that I was going home. In retrospect, my stay in that beautiful paradise was probably the best thing that happened to me! I have so many memories. I remember my peg number being lucky thirteen, and can see the dormitory. The windows were always opened, and the air was fresh and sharp. Quite often in the winter, the snowflakes would blow onto our beds. The nurse would always ask "Did anyone have a loose bowel movement?", and if anyone anwered in the affirmative, they did not have to go outside in the bitterly cold snow. I once faked having a stomach ache in order to avoid going outside.
My teacher's name was Mrs. Tyler. I stayed in the Juniors' class for two
years. I think I was definitely learning disabled, although... Read more
