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Historic maps of Rainstorth and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Rainstorth maps
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Ecclesfield| Wentworth| Grenoside| Fir Vale| Greasbrough| Rotherham| Elsecar| Hoyland| Oughtibridge| Rawmarsh| Wortley| Sheffield| Wath-Upon-Dearne| Wombwell| Whiston| Swinton| Deepcar| Thurgoland| Fulwood| Woodhouse| Bolton-Upon-Dearne| Swallownest| Goldthorpe| Aston
Rainstorth area books
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Memories of Rainstorth
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South Yorkshire memories
Christmas Reading in Holy Trinity Church
I remember when I was in my last year at Thorpe Hesley Junior School when I stood up in church and did a Christmas reading. I was absolutely terrified but can still remember most of it. It began "And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night, and lo...." etc. I was Kathleen Harrison in those days, I wonder if anyone remembers?
Childhood
i have some wonderful memories of visiting my grandma in the early 1960's in Ecclesfield, and later moving there to live in 1967. my dad's mum and dad lived in Ecclesfield and every Sunday we would go for a walk around the church area and the woods, then my dad would drop me at my grandmas house while he went to the pub, usually the Black Bull and White Bear. My cousin Pam lived accross the road from my Grandma and Grandad, and we were very good friends and used to play together. We went in the park and also up to the shops where we'd buy orange jublies, they were in a triangle shaped pack and were delicious, especially when it was hot. In the park there was a paddling pool which we played in, and we'd walk up Lady Croft, i think it was called, to find the diamond shaped stone to spit on and make a wish. One day a man approached... Read more
Hanging Out
I remember taking my friend's dog Tiny for long walks in the park, down Crofts Path and up again, going to the Willegar at the back of the dam with my net and jar catching sticklebacks only to be told to take them back by my dad. And going in the graveyard hopeing there were some fresh flowers so I could pinch the ribbons off them for my doll's hair, sneaking round the old empty vicarage hoping not to get caught - I did a couple of times. And eating my jam sandwiches on the swings before going on another adventure. I was out all day long but you dare not let kids out of your sight thease days. They were the good old days and I was only 8. I was called Jackie Taylor then.
Grandad
My Grandfather was a stable lad and then coachman for Earl Fitzwilliam. My memories are of stories told to me by my later Mother, and of a wonderful photo of Grandad in full livery with silver topper and wonderful leather riding boots. So whenever I see Wentworth Woodhouse and the stables, I think of what it must have been like in his day. It is such a shame that it is closed, and what a pity the grounds still have the remains of the College with dreadful concrete buildings falling into disrepair.
Home Wentworth, School Wath
To get to school I had to get a bus from Wentworth to Parkgates, then one to Swinton and then another to Wath. Coming originally from East Yorkshire, Wath Grammar school opened my eyes to the different towns in the area of South Yorkshire. I am sure that mixing with these people of all walks of life made my life even richer.
I Lived There!
I lived in the farthest cottage on the left of this picture for a few years.
It looks exactly the same as it does now (apart from the lack of hundreds of cars and lorries flying past on Penistone Road)
The Grenoside Post Office
I lived in Grenoside between 1957 and 1965 and I remember the post office offering children some wonderful goodies. We used to buy bags of sherbert , all colours and red was my favorite. We would lick our forefingers and dip into the lucious powder sucking off what stuck to our fingers as we pulled them out of the bag. I am drooling already as I recall the yummy taste and laughing as I recall the funny coloured fingers we would end up with! Other delicacies included Penny Arrow Bars, Penny Jacks, Love Hearts, Spangles just to name a few. Oh what fun we used to have choosing what we would have, such simple acts but so much fun.
