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Historic maps of Scotland Gate and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Scotland Gate maps
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Bedlington| Bothal| Ashington| Woodhorn| Morpeth| Newbiggin-By-The-Sea| Cramlington| Ellington| Mitford| Cresswell| Seaton Delaval| Seaton Sluice
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Swimming Above Stepping Stones & Weir at Bothal
Our Mam being an Ashington lassie, we returned to her birthplace when Mam divorced my father who she met before the Second World War - that was when Mam was in London and working in 'service'. We were dragged from pillar to post from Watford to south Wales (father's birthplace) and eventually on divorce nisi Mam got custody of us 3 kids.
We arrived in Ashington in 1948 and for a time we stayed with my grandma Shields at 99 Poplar Street, near to the Hirst North School. The lower floor flat had one bedroom only and me and two younger sibling sisters would sleep top to tail - this lasted a while until our Mam could get us farmed out to relatives (my mum's sisters initially). Now my memories of Bothal were when my Mam would take us there, either by United bus (if she had the bus fare!) or we walked the 3 or 4 miles to the village of Bothal. Mam would make a picnic... Read more
Searching For....
My father, John Robert Coulson, Jr., was born in Bebside, England on December 30, 1907. He came to America with his mother as a young boy. His mother's name was Emma Jane Worth Coulson and she had relatives in Shankhouse. My father's father was also John Robert Coulson and died before my father came to the United States. I will be visiting there in late May 2008 and would love to find relatives, go to the cemetery, just search for places my father might have been. My father never returned to England but I remember him saying he had a cousin. Does anybody know the Coulsons or Worths and can you e-mail me some information. Thank you. My e-mail is sara_davis@bellsouth.net. I hope to hear from someone.
Sara Davis
Glendale Avenue
I lived at 2 Glendale Avenue with my mam and dad, Martin and Peggy, and my two sisters, Margaret and Maureen, and my brother Martin. My grandparents lived at number 10 Glendale. My earliest memories revolve around playing in the streets with large numbers of kids, playing football and cricket on the 'green', walking up the bank and across the lines to the old Co-op, and the opening of the bridge across the River Blyth. My granddad and dad both worked at Bebside pit when I was young and I can remember when it closed and the chimney stack was demolished. The names of people I remember from when we lived there are Chris Bewick, Les Bartlem, Alan Brown Alfie Pearson and his brother ?, Terry Sheridan. A trip to Newcastle was a big event and if we went by bus it took a long time as the bus went through Bog Houses, High Pit etc, no spine road in them days. Even a trip to Ashington involved a bus trip around... Read more
Ashington 1950s - 1980s.
My mother's family lived in the Milburn Road area of Ashington from the 1920s. My mother met my father, a Londoner serving in the Army stationed at Acklington or thereabouts at the end of WW2. They married in Morpeth and subequently moved to London in 1948 where I was born. I have many wonderful memories of annual holidays in Ashington from the 1950s to 1980s when the last of the immediate family died. I recall the Wallaw Cinema next to Ashington Bus Station, and there was also a cinema at the end of Milburn Road opposite the White Elephant Public House, near to St. John's Church in Newbiggin Road. I also remember the store Walter Wilsons, and a butcher's shop at the White Elephant end of Milburn Road which sold the most amazing sausages! I only ever knew it as "Ted the Butcher's". I also recall Ashington Colliery where my uncle worked as a miner, Newbiggin beach when it actually had a beach, and other places and... Read more
Look For Pals
My father Arthur Wright was born at no 2 Waterside Cottages on 6 December 1938. He often reminisces about his childhood and his old pals at North Seaton Colliery. Sadly a few are no longer with us but he would like to hear of the whereabouts of Ernie Slaughter, Norman Gray, Noel Elliott. If anyone has any information on these people either leave a message on here or ring my mobile number 07794858431.
We moved to Washington in 1969; a lot of people thought my father had died but he is still alive and kicking. We often have trips up to the clubs of Ashington and it would be nice to organise a reunion one Friday night for him and some of his old pals.
Steven Wright (son)
The Year I Left The Village I Was Born in
I was born in North Seaton Colliery and have very happy memories of my childhood and all the people who were part of my life. I left at 16 to work in Newcastle, the beach was perfect, never have I had such happy times, picking winkles and fishing for dabs. Brenda Hudson as was.
My Life Time at North Seaton Colliery
I was born in Ashington in 1940 and moved to 10 Wood Row, North Seaton Colliery with my mam and dad Sadie and Harry Seymour, my brother Gordon and sister Joan. I remember that the street was full of rats and mice and caught scarlet feaver aged 7, the hygiene then was absolutely disgusting. I was admitted to Pity Me Hospital for 6 weeks, the worst time of my life. I think we moved to 14 East Street about 1957 or 58, a much better place to live although still with pretty basic facilities. Next door at number 13 were the Costellos, with the Cummings at number 12. My dad was well known as the 'The Dog Man' as he had whippets and greyhounds and could fix any ailment which a dog would have. I would walk the dogs 3 miles each night, about 4 or 5 at at a time, for my pocket money and would supplement that with throwing coals into the coal house. I attended the little... Read more
