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Ripponden Expands
my name is Bronwyn Huggon nee Hicks. I remember Brig Royd being built and seeing Miss Eyres who lived in the big house being driven in her horse drawn carriage. What wonderful days we had at the Gala waiting to see who became Miss Ripponden or who was chosen to be the Rose Queen. I remember the parade, the food and the field races. Then came the At Homes when we all imagined ourselves to be the stars of the stage. I have happy memories of Mr. Brigham (Vicar) who used to open his house so we could practice our lines for the plays we performed.
When The Lords Mayors Ball was on in the Conservative Club we were allowed to stand in Royds Lane and see the Ladies arrive in their finery. We went to the dances at the Club young and old, and the Pantomimes were something else, all great family fun.
THE HOUSE WE LIVED IN
I remember moving into a large old house on the corner of Oakes Road South and Tanyard Road back in 1956/1957 when I was around 6 years old. The house was named 'Hollins House' and had enormous rooms with high ceilings and a large hall with a wide shiny bannister, big enough to slide down. At the top of the stairs was a landing with a huge arched window where the stairs turned left onto a large landing area. The front door opened into a small hall which lead onto a large inner hall area. The back door had a latch and was hardly ever locked. During the winter of 1963 the snow was so deep we had to dig our way out of the back door before we could get out. When we moved in Tanyard Road was a narrow track which ran alongside the house where the local grocer would lead his horse Daisy to graze in a feld at the back.There was no council... Read more
Triangle in The 50s
My name is Monica Sekulka, I lived at Oaken Royd, Triangle, on the Norland side of the valley. Our house was one of 8, back to back - which the local council decided to demolish in their haste for modernity sometime in the 70s. We moved to Dodge Royd Farm, just a couple of hundred yards from Oaken Royd in the 60s. I remember walking to Triangle primary school over the old bridge by Rough Hey Woods and I have a memory very early in the 50s of steam trains passing through - all I could see was the smoke from the engines - a ghostly mist through the trees. There used to be a railroad station at Triangle, which once the railway ceased became the local boyscouts meeting place - it was finally destroyed by arson - pity. I remember the old co-op, that's where we did our shopping, I even remember the police station - with its blue light. I remember the... Read more
70s Triangle
Growing up in Triangle in the 70s, I was the middle child of three children. My dad was Ian Whippey and my grandparents were Arthur and Lillian Whippey. We lived at 18 Rochdale Road, opposite the Triangle Inn, then run by the Collett family.
I remember the harsh winters with snow drifts and also the hot summer afternoons. Sunday afternoons was a treat as Grandad took my brother Mark and I over to the pub for coca cola and crisps all round!!!
Our Uncle Colin was a great cricketer so we would often watch him play at the cricket club or play in the woods at the back of the club. Mark would go off with his friend chan and play at the river. I also remember at the time that John Madden, Tracie Whippey and Colin Gledhill were also cricketers too.
Triangle School was a stone's throw from our house and Mrs Reynolds was my teacher back then, and Phillippa Jack was my best friend.
Ripponden, Barkisland And Krumlin in The 50's
My first memories were of Krumlin where my mum worked at Krumlin mill as a piece burler & mender. (I remember the boiler house at the mill with the big steam engine that turned all the machines in the mill, and the millpond full of goldfish).
We lived in a back cottage and I had to travel from Ringstone edge to Barkisland each day to school on a single decker bus with the door at the back.
I remember the Christmas parties that the mill where the owners (Edmund Sykes) used to invite all the employees children.
We were very poor by today's standards and I remember having old coats as blankets on the beds.
Mum was a single parent (dad never came back from the war) and in those days such women were not allowed to rent a council house. So mum married a local man so that we could move into a house at Corperation Terrace in Ripponden. He died a couple of years later.
Triangle in The 1960s
My family and I moved to Hollin Street in 1961. I was a year old. One of my earliest memories was my first day at Triangle C of E School, my teacher was Mrs Wilkinson, the headmaster was Mr Gaskell (we called him Gasbags), my favourite teacher was Mr Sunderland. Several families lived on our street, the Thompsons, Greenwoods, Turners, Wadsworths, Kershaws, Richardsons and many more. We made our own entertaniment, making dens in the trees in the plantation at the side of the school playground, sliding down the grass bank at the other side of the school, going for picnics (jam sandwiches and a bottle of water), and there was usually at least ten kids, sometimes many more. We used to go nicking apples from the big house up Butterworth Lane (next to the well) or rhubarb from the allotments by Union Street, then there were trips to the park which was opposite Hertz the hairdresses and by the bread and chip shop. Sometimes we would take a walk... Read more
Pickwood Scar
I'm pleased to have discovered this view of Pickwood Scar - one which is impossible to get nowadays as the trees have grown up so much in the area in the foreground. A lot of the cottages in the background were demolished some years ago. I live just round the corner and walk up Dye House Lane (on the left) most days - it looks to have been much better maintained back in the 50s. Up until 1946 it was marked as a road on OS maps and must still appear as such on some SatNavs judging from the occasional vehicle that tries to get through despite the No Through Road sign!
