Eckington

Is there a Joseph Littlewood in Eckington?

I am desperate to find the last piece of my family tree.  I need to know relatives of Joseph Littlewood born 1840, married to Harriet.  One of their daugters was Ellen my Great Grandma.
Contributed by Enid Green

Tracing my roots

I traced my ancestors to Eckington - they were the Littlewood Family and date back to 1798. The males were all named Joseph in each generation and they worked as first a farmer and then they worked in Applebys Foundry as iron moulders and brass moulders. My Great Grandma Ellen Littlewood delivered me in Wombwell where she lived until her death in 1971 and she told me about Eckington and I was delighted to find relatives in Eckington cemetery & Eckington churchyard. I am still searching and would be glad of any information.
Contributed by Enid Green

Station Road

My Mother has traced her family to a shop down Station Road, an ironmongers, which is still an ironmongers we believe.  He was Richard Snowdon Beal and lived with his wife Lydia at number 1-3 where his shop is - anyone know of anymore?
Contributed by rachel harvey

Eckington Parish Church

I grew up in Eckington in the 1950s and 1960s. My father, Emerson, and his father, John Henry, were coal merchants in the village. My father was a member of many church activities in his youth as well as being a brass bandsman (euphonium) of high repute. My grandfather was a conductor of Eckington Silver Prize Band. Emerson joined the church choir. As a result of this, my brother John and I joined the choir and Scouts attached to the church under the leadership of Reverend Stanley Branson. John became the church organist for a while and then, at the age of 15yrs, I took over the post when John went to London to study at the Royal Academy of Music. ...read more here
Contributed by Peter Argyle

davys shop,

As young lads we (the gang) used to climb up onto the roof of the old betting office over the road from Davys, look over the top and with our pea shooters we would shoot at everyone who came out of Davys with dried peas.  We always got a good laugh, but not from our targets.

Contributed by roger bell