Blyth
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Blyth books (2 available)
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Blyth memories
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The woman my father married
I don't know a lot about Blyth, Northumberland, only that for some strange reason I visited an awful lot during my life but thought nothing of it. My current fiancee and I would sit for long periods on the old docks at the bottom of Ridley Street area, eating locally purchased cheeseburgers etc.
I remember once booking a romantic table for two in Blyth, but it was a waste of time - she only potted 3 reds!
Much later in my life I learned that my grandfather, James Barns Chilvers, was lost at sea after leaving Blyth harbour on 25th November 1925, on a collier named Galleon, bound for London. She never made it. Only wreckage of the ship ...read more here
Contributed by alan bull
Nottinghamshire memories
The woman my father married
I don't know a lot about Blyth, Northumberland, only that for some strange reason I visited an awful lot during my life but thought nothing of it. My current fiancee and I would sit for long periods on the old docks at the bottom of Ridley Street area, eating locally purchased cheeseburgers etc.
I remember once booking a romantic table for two in Blyth, but it was a waste of time - she only potted 3 reds!
Much later in my life I learned that my grandfather, James Barns Chilvers, was lost at sea after leaving Blyth harbour on 25th November 1925, on a collier named Galleon, bound for London. She never made it. Only wreckage of the ship ...read more here
A memory of Blyth contributed by alan bull
good old days
langold was a great place to be brought up in the 70s and 80s for a young lad got some great memories dont live there anymore but will remember it with a smile.
A memory of Langold contributed by alan spate
School road
I used to live at 5 School Road nearly 20 years ago. My mum used to work at Dianes florists on Donny Road and my Dad managed the Corner Pocket snooker club. I still visit there now as my stepmum lives on Donny Road and my Dad, I'm very sad to say, is buried at Langold cemetery.
Langold has so many memories for me from when I was little and I will always cherish them forever. I would love to visit my old house on School Road.
A memory of Langold contributed by joanne withell
Extracts From Blyth & Nottinghamshire books
The low two-storeyed rendered building on the left in the
middle distance is the 16th-century, timber-framed Saracen’s
Head. Here, in May 1646, Charles I spent his last night
of freedom. Tactfully, the pub changed its name from the
King’s Head to the Saracen’s Head soon after Charles was beheaded.
An extract from from"Nottinghamshire Pocket Album".
The low two-storeyed rendered building on the left in the
middle distance is the 16th-century, timber-framed Saracen’s
Head. Here, in May 1646, Charles I spent his last night
of freedom. Tactfully, the pub changed its name from the
King’s Head to the Saracen’s Head soon after Charles was beheaded.
An extract from from"Nottinghamshire Pocket Album".
Beyond the last building in
Poultry, with its colonnade over
the pavement, is Victoria Street,
with its grand Victorian palazzos
of commerce. The corner building
survives, although without the
oriel, as do most of the buildings
further up Victoria Street, which
are still used as commercial offices.
An extract from from"Nottinghamshire Pocket Album".
On the right is the old Exchange,
built in 1726. Besides numerous
shops within the building, there
were over 60 butchers’ stalls
or ‘shambles’. This friendly,
unhygienic mix was replaced in
1927 by the present Council
House, in an overpowering,
municipal baroque style with
a giant portico and towering dome.
An extract from from"Nottinghamshire Pocket Album".
The flamboyant hotel in the
middle distance was built in
1887 by the somewhat quirky
Nottingham architect Watson
Fothergill. Its lease expired in
1969, and its weirdly over-
the-top architecture was swept
away, to be replaced by the
utterly gutless Littlewoods store.
An extract from from"Nottinghamshire Pocket Album".