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Shropshire memories
Madeley - as it was
I was born in 1949 in Victoria Road, Madeley and have many memories of life as it was in the 1950's onwards. I remember Jones' buses, Pooles the cobblers, Carters, Stodd's the Drapers, Shums the chemist, and most memorable of all, Nellie Oakes' shop in Park Avenue. It was always a delight to visit there to purchase four chews for a penny and sherbert and liquorice. The small shedlike store was packed with boxes of stock but Nellie knew every item she had. Vinegar was kept in a wooden barrell outside.
My Grandfather, the late William (Billy) Jones and his mates used to sit on the wall down the gully, (a narrow lane, which ...read more here
A memory of Madeley contributed by First Name Last Name
River side living
As a child who was born in 1924 I lived with my family (name of Rogers) just down stream of the bridge I attended the "Blue School"and St.Lukes Church as did all my Brothers and Sisters climbing the 100 or more steps past the chuch to go to school twice a day belting home at midday down the steps three at a time home for something to eat. I would say that we had a happy childhood although we were very poor I remember Rector Roberts and Mr Wragg Headmaster at the school with great affection. Every year we all attended church anniversary all the girls dressed in frilly dresses made by my Mother who was ...read more here
A memory of Ironbridge contributed by Ethel Jones
Apprenticeship
C&W Walkers Ltd Gas & Constuctional Engineers - I worked here from 1964- 1976 when I did my apprenticeship as a welder/fabricator. Unfortunatly it was demolished in 1993 and turned into a housing estate.
A memory of Donnington contributed by Anthony Ardis
E M Goliah
My Grandmother Mrs E M Goliah had a general stores on Broadway I believe it was sold circa 1956 due to ill health, I believe it was an Elizabethan style property, and was next door to Cheadles, the 'clock' shop. The property no longer exists due to 'redevelopment'
A memory of Shifnal contributed by tim goliah
Extracts From Dawley & Shropshire books
Dawley and Wellington were rivals to control Shropshire’s new town. People here wanted to call it Dawley New Town. Those in Wellington (not to mention all the smaller towns and villages) refused point blank. Finally a compromise was reached - it was named Telford after the Scottish engineer, Thomas Telford, who did so much work locally.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
Chirbury was the home of Lord Herbert, an Elizabethan philosopher, diplomat and keen historian. He collected a large library of chained books (the books were chained to their shelves so that they could not be taken away) which he bequeathed to the villagers. The books are now kept in the main library in Shrewsbury.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
Chirbury was the home of Lord Herbert, an Elizabethan philosopher, diplomat and keen historian. He collected a large library of chained books (the books were chained to their shelves so that they could not be taken away) which he bequeathed to the villagers. The books are now kept in the main library in Shrewsbury.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
Pronounced ‘clibbery’, Cleobury Mortimer is famous for the crooked spire of its church. The town also claims to be the birthplace of William Langland, a poet living at the same time as Chaucer, whose masterpiece is the work ‘The Vision of Piers the Plowman’.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
In his ‘A Shropshire Lad’, the poet A E Housman opens with the words: ‘From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain . . .’ The high, windswept Clee Hills would have been an excellent place to light a beacon celebrating Victoria’s jubilee, the occasion described in this poem.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".






