Over Wyre, Lancashire

Roundhouse

I went to what we used to call the school on the hill. I lived in Knott End and sometimes when we were rich we'd go to school on the bus, but if not it was your two feet that got you there, anyway my memory relates to the roundhouse, it was a toffee shop when we were kids, things you... [more]

Knott End in the 1950s and the 1960s by Norma Smith

We, that is my father Norman, mother Ethel and my Auntie Peg, moved to Knott End in 1948 and lived at 15 The Esplanade. As well as being a boarding house (as it was called in those days) it doubled up as the doctors' surgery. For those with a good memory you might remember Old Dr Taylor Young, Dr Taylor and... [more]

Crabbing

Iam not sure how close Iam on the date, however when we where kids, me and my friends would spend most of the day in the summer holidays with string and safety pin, stick some muscle meat on it from the muscle bed from the other side of the jetty, and then we'd tie a stone to the string and then... [more]

Knott End - the Ferry

My grandma's unmarried brother and sisters lived in Knott End. Me and my many cousins - all post-war boom babies - would spend many days there in summer. The biggest buzz of all was when the 'Wyresdale' was operating. How I loved that boat! With its double deck and hissing steam pipes (doomed to meet with a tragic end ..) it... [more]

Mike Daley

I lived in Fleetwood in Crake Avenue until Christmas 1970 when we moved down south. I always remember the events at the Marine Hall, the top names in wrestling, as my Uncle Richard (Dicky Allen as everyone knew him) was the caretaker for many years and I used to go and help him, or rather get in the way on the... [more]

Ann Lever's recollections for D C Dyson

My recollection is that Beech Cottage was up Beech Road off Pilling Lane near the school and Dyson's fruit and veg was a tiny shop on Pilling Lane and was run by an old gentleman called Dicky Dyson. We could buy 1/2d Spanish sweets if we had the money, and other junk, as we would call it now.

wartime fleetwood

My father was a police officer and we lived in Victoria Street, next door to the market. Our house, No 19, is now a cafe and sometimes I have a coffee there when I visit.
Fleetwood was buzzing during the war.  Seamen, sailors, soldiers and Americans. Lots of money was about and lots of drinking went on.  Plenty of work for... [more]

Ann Levers recollections

I remember Ann Varley as she was then called. I was a mate of Peter Simpson who lived on Queens Terrace & I lived in Custom House Lane.
Peter's grandfather was called Potts & was the landlord of the Steamer Hotel.
The last I heard of Peter was that he went to America on an exchange scheme through the I.C.I &... [more]