Weston Road Memories
I also remember Weston Road, that is the road leading from Weston Village down into Runcorn, via the Isolation Hospital and then down into Greenway Road. My father Owen Roberts worked all his life at the ICI Castner Kelner works, "Castners" as it was known and he also had a part time job as a gardener at the big house on lower part of Weston Road called called - Beaconsfield, not sure who owned Beaconsfield but it certainly was a large house and my father worked there for many years.
In our school holidays when we used to go and play in the quarry on Runcorn Hills the route which we took was from Weston along Weston Road and then climb up into the hills - happy days !
When I attended Balfour Road Secondary Modern school, we had classes which were held in the old Isolation Hospital which was a sort of annex for the school and when we had classes there in afternoon after classes ended, we left school and walked up Weston Road back into the village. Yes, Weston Road holds many memories for me too, in the main - all good ones.
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Every Sunday after lunch my parents took me for a walk, usually up Greenway Road, and then Highlands Road, and past the tup and into the hills and we would walk as far as we could, usually up to the Isolation Hospital and then on to Weston Road where we would stand and watch the horses or my father would point out where something used to be when he was a child or where he used to play. Sometimes we would pop into a relative of my mother's house. This in the summer had the most fragrant flowers and shrubs that I have ever smelt and I particularly remember the smell of gardenias that would meet you well before you even got to her house. It was a lovely walk even in the winter and my childhood was full of these happy memories. We lived in Dukesfield and my father worked at Castner's and it was like a walk in the country every weekend. Oh, such happy happy days.
Comment from Belynda Oates on Wednesday, 4th January 2012.