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Parkgate, the Beach c1940
Parkgate, the Beach c1940 Ref: P255007
Memories of Parkgate, the Beach
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Year: 1950
Connah''s Quay Power Station and the Salt Marsh Reclamation Project
DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE ALL THE SAND AT PARKGATE AND HESWALL WENT TO? and does anyone have any memories of how the Salt Marsh has changed since the first land/salt marsh reclamation scheme was launched (so I've been told) in the 1930s? Does anyone remember the building of Connah's Quay Power Station in 1950, does anyone remember seeing the sand dredger being used to build the foundations for the new power station plant (in 1950) and how did the AEA/CEGB salt marsh reclamation project effect Parkgate beach and the estuary? Last edited: 08/10/2008 01:30 |
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 Parkgate, the Beach c1940 (ref: P255007) |
Year: 1950
Connah''s Quay Power Station and the Salt Marsh Reclamation Project
DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE ALL THE SAND AT PARKGATE AND HESWALL WENT TO? and does anyone have any memories of how the Salt Marsh has changed since the first land/salt marsh reclamation scheme was launched (so I've been told) in the 1930s? Does anyone remember the building of Connah's Quay Power Station in 1950, does anyone remember seeing the sand dredger being used to build the foundations for the new power station plant (in 1950) and how did the AEA/CEGB salt marsh reclamation project effect Parkgate beach and the estuary? Last edited: 08/10/2008 01:30 |
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 Parkgate, c1955 (ref: p255301) |
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I was amazed and delighted to see a photograph of my mother and grandmother. Nearest the camera is my grandmother, Mrs Archie Turner (1892-1974) who lived in Whitford Road, Birkenhead. Next to her is her eldest daughter, my mother, Mrs Clifford Bolt (1916-2003) who lived in Arthur Street, Birkenhead. They would both have been tickled pink to see themselves in print and famous! Posted: 06/04/2006 16:20 by Margaret P Halpin |
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Year: 1950
Neston Cross A memory of Neston, Merseyside Remember The Cross very well, worked my apprenticeship at Leighton Printing Works from 1950 to '55 when I joined the RAF, the photos bring back lots of memories. Went back in '77 to visit the old works to see if anybody remembered me. (No). Took a visit to Parkgate too, it has changed so much (no water anymore), but still nice to see. Came out of RAF and moved to Canada in 1957, been back to England once in '77, maybe one day would love to visit again. Posted: 04/06/2008 15:36 by William Mccully |
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Year: 1975
The bike shop, the sweet shop, Leighton Court and the last Neston family to catch shrimps A memory of Neston, Merseyside On The High Street, Neston as you look towards Liverpool Road with The Cross just behind you you may still be able to see two alleyways. One used to end in a shed where a man had a bike shop. It was an Aladdin's Cave stacked with spare parts. My Dad bought me bikes. We had the lawnmower fixed there too. The second alleyway had the doorway to a house halfway down it. The house was occupied by the Armitage family. The father had been Captain John Armitage. He died and his wife remarried. She died and he remarried. The result was many children and almost none full brothers and sisters as they all had different sets of parents. Two boys I remember were Andrew and Jamie. Andrew ran away with the fair one year. The door was a stable door. They would have the top half open so that you could peep in and see them all sitting on the floor 'shulling'. This was taking the shell off the shrimps so they were ready for sale. At the end of the alleyway was a massive pile of broken white shells. This was where they put the boat when they brought it home. That position is now next to the end of Churchill Way, a modern Road with council and ex-council houses and flats on it. The road was built before 1971 because I had a school friend who lived there then. We were at the primary school called Liverpool Road C of E Primary School. We entered the school via a very narrow lane called Poplar Weint. This is still there but the school, although still standing is now private housing and the playground is the car park. the school and playground were on one side of Poplar Weint and on the other side was the canteen. This was a single story building on a lawn covered in daisies which ran round all four sides. It was, in my hazy memory, a sort of prefab building, probably corrugated iron roof. At lunchtime we would leave the school by the little gate in the wall, holding hands in two we walked down Poplar Weint, round the corner and a wire mesh tall gate was open into the canteen garden which backed onto the rear of The Malt Shovel pub. In the playground of the school there was a classroom in a portakabin. The classes were called Oak, Ash, Elm and Fir. I had Mrs Connor and Mrs Williams as teachers. I was at the school from 1971 to 1973. In about 1974-ish the school acquired the piece of land between the playground and Cross Street. We had a big fete on it. That land now has houses on it and Cross Street is blocked off to through traffic. Going back to Neston Cross there was a fantastic sweet shop on Parkgate Road opposite and a bit down from the Greenland Fisheries public house. I think it is a health food shop now. It was run by a Mr Winterbotham and had shelves up to the ceiling with big jars of sweets and he weighed out quarters into bags for us. If we wanted penny chews we went to another shop that is now a private house on Park Street opposite Cross Street. There used to be a launderette in that row of shops halfway between the sweet shop on one end and the Brewer's Arms at the other. Following Park Street towards Leighton Road you will see Buggen Lane on the left. At the top are the gates to Townfield House. This house was owned by a very influential family who were in with political leaders and the peers of the realm. Now they are trying to build houses in the grounds and chop the garden up but because it is in a conservation area the council have refused it. Townfield has a small gate in the high sandstone walls that surround the gardens on the Buggen Lane side. Buggen is an old name for ghost. This gate was never opened. The story is that at midnight the gate opens and a ghost of a young woman comes running out in a white dress stained with blood and is chased all the way to Parkgate by her father's dogs. He sets them on her because she was going to marry an unsuitable man I think. I used to walk home past it at midnight when I was a young adult and in those days there were no street lights on Buggen Lane. Opposite was a large house with gardens called Leighton Court. It was a great house and gradually sold off land and became a country club, then night club, then empty with just a caretaker to keep an eye on it. The trees had preservation orders but builders knocked them down anyway. They have crammed 'luxury executive housing' on there now. The only thing left to see is to be viewed from a cul-de-sac of 1968 houses called The Leightons (2nd on the right off Buggen Lane.) The first house on the right, number 11, has a balcony/summerhouse just behind its garage roof. It is actually in the garden of the newer house behind. When Leighton Court was in more glorious days there would be weddings there and the bride and groom would come to the balcony for the photographer to take pictures. Leighton Court was red brick with black and white. There was a wonderful staircase and stained glass windows. It was a complicated building with bits of outhouses and odd bits round the back. The garden by the 1980s was mostly made over to car park. Behind was a large house called Woodlands. This had a huge garden which we played in. There was a swimming pool which nature had turned into a murky pond, brambles and an orchard. It is now Leighton Park, a modern cul-de-sac, where John Barnes footballer used to live in 1987. Last edited: 25/04/2007 10:50 by C Evans |
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Year: 1960
I know you! A memory of Little Sutton, Merseyside It’s lovely to read all your memories especially yours Deb, my best friend! I was at Berwick Road Primary school from 1960-1965, I remember the aptly named Mrs Pie the dinner lady, also Mr Jones the new assistant head who had radical ideas on education, and an equally radical hair style. One of the first classes I remember him teaching was English, he came into the class with a metal bucket and a jug of water, he dripped the water into the metal bucket cast a dramatic eye around his class and said Wrrite!! ( 2 rr's to emphasise his wonderful Welsh accent) He was an early proponent of 'brain gym', firing mental arithmetic at the class while he danced around the tables flicking at any potential sluggards with his flexible baton. I think it was around this time we started playing shinty in the rec, with those strange lumpy sticks, and got stilts in the playground which were a real treat. We also went on a historical/cultural trip around the Wirral which was the most enjoyable school trip I ever had, and took in Thurstaston Rock, Parkgate, a windmill somewhere (?), and West Kirby to name a few. Little Sutton was very similar in some respects to how it is now, the A41 doesn't change much. The big difference in the village that I see coming to see my parents, is the number of estate agents and nail parlours there are, is there a big demand for these services, or can nobody else afford to run a shop these days? I remember there were REAL shops that sold sweets, such as the Bon Bon, the little bakery, the chemists, Williams Dairy with bottled orange juice and delicious ice cream, the TV shop where we picked up a wooden TV cabinet to build a den, happy days! Posted: 09/11/2008 20:16 by Janet Taylor |
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