Rimington

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My Mum's hairdressing salon

Right on the end of this barn, hidden from view was a small irregular building with it's own door. It had been a small butchers shop some time before my Mum and Dad bought it as a hairdressing salon for my mum to use as a little business.

It had no heating, just two yellow sinks and chairs, a couple of work stations and a telephone table where the phone, appointment book and till sat.

Surprisingly the business did really well. My Dad was the local 'bobby' and so knew everyone in the area. I remember helping out in the school holidays and hearing an old tractor pull up outside - a farmer, hair full of hay, ...read more here
A memory of Bolton By Bowland contributed by gail armstrong

Summer Holidays

I remember in the 1950s my sister Annette and I used to spend some time on a farm owned by Mr Thomas Holgate who was a friend of the family and really enjoyed those times. The farm was called Townley House and my dad used to help with the hay making. I also used to go there occasionally to do jobs when I worked for Roland Ford plasterers and slaters in the 1960s. I now live in Australia.
A memory of Grindleton contributed by Christopher Rung

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I was 19 years old and loved cycling. My aim was to cycle from Blackpool, where I lived, to Barley Youth Hostel on Pendle Hill. Unfortunately, I calculated too little time to reach my destination and found myself at the bottom of Pendle Hill, Padiham, I think, at 5.pm. in December. It was pitch black and the battery on my front light was low. I was scared because the hill was steep and I had to push my bike. One image is ingrained in my memory. Down below, to my far left there were the orange neon streets lights of a major town and to my near left, silhouetted against this backdrop of the town, was ...read more here
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my first day in Barlick

My first memory of Barnoldswick was coming off a laycocks bus on station road outside the conservative club, it was a lovely july morning, wakes week as it was called then. my reason for the visit was to see my sister Margaret Honeyman, who had moved here a year or two previousley With me on this visit was my sister Mary, and her husband Jimmy Ritchie, and my older brother George Brennan.
The town was completely deserted, it seemed as though we were the only ones stood on station road, and anywhere else on the town for that matter, every shop on Church street was closed, baring in mind that this was about 8.45 am on a saturday morning i ...read more here
A memory of Barnoldswick contributed by angus brennan