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Endon, St Lukes Church c1955
Endon, St Lukes Church c1955 Ref: E190006
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Year: 1969
Amenities, the good old days, and they were! A memory of Brown Edge, Staffordshire Brown Edge was a brillant place to live, and I have fond memories of the village. Perhaps in my youth I did not really appreciate what I had, the village store (Keiths), the butchers, Harrisons and Sammy Bratts., cake shop, Mountfords chip shop., the working mens club, the Holy Bush, the Lump of Coal and the Roebuck, what a selection and all thriving businesses, together with Turners buses, and of course the local youth clubs, Sandy Lane and Brown Edge Schools, just great. As children we had a great time as we would go to the fields and woods to play, never damaging anything, it was safe and we would go for the day on our main school holidays, just enjoying our freedom, playing in the fields. Winter was great too as we would go sledging, all the energy and fun we had. We didn't have much but what we had we really appreciated. My parents lived most of their lives in Brown, and my father still does, however Mum recently passed away, but I know she felt safe in the village and she loved the little house and garden. The house is in a lovely spot and and was very handy too as the garden wall was just great to climb on and hey presto you're in the fields. My cousins lived in the village and same street for many years and we all had great fun. The people of Brown Edge were in those years great people, as a community everyone would help each other, sadly over the years I moved on, however I would always come back even though my job took me away to various parts of England - I still come back every week without fail. Mum is now buried in Brown Edge as this is Mum and Dad's wish, and I only said to Dad on Saturday 'This is where I would like to be buried'! A little morbid but something to think about. Sadly I know some of my old school friends are no longer alive, but remembering them with fondest thoughts. Last edited: 28/07/2008 13:50 by Linda Mitchell |
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 Biddulph, High Street c1955 (ref: B611015) |
Year: 1955
Would You Believe It A memory of Biddulph, Staffordshire The young man on the outside of the pavement is me, the group standing in the distance are family members and the two on my right are demanding to know where I am going, as it happened I was going to see my Gran. Did not know who the kids were and still don't but if you look at the picture my fists are clenched I was ready for a fight but they backed off, I still walk with clenched fists to this day! If you took a picture in the same place today it would look very much the same, todays pictures would be in colour but then that is how we saw it anyway. Best Regards David Bailey. Posted: 24/03/2008 22:10 by David Bailey |
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Year: 1930s
Evacuation A memory of Wetley Rocks, Staffordshire My brother and I, aged six and a half and five, were evacuated to Wetley Rocks at the outbreak of war in 1939. We only stayed for six weeks but the time is imprinted on my mind. We were billeted in a farmhouse which belonged to, I believe, the Ridgway family who lived in a grander house nearby, now demolished. Miss Ridgway lived there with her brother. Their father was a pottery manufacturer. The farmhouse had a room with a large table, covered in white crockery, and glass-fronted cupboards containing the same. There was a cowman who I think was conscripted but I was told that his name was Mr Moss and he was still alive in 1991. We attended the village school - mornings one week and afternoons the next. Arriving in Wetley Rocks we were deposited in the school and given beakers of tea and a banana. On arrival at the farmhouse we went to see the cows being milked and coming out I slipped in a fresh cow pat - I was wearing a green gymslip!! There was a walled fruit garden where we children over-indulged in ripe fruit. My brother and I visited the area in 1991 and I was pleased to see that my memory had served me well regarding the farmhouse. Enquiries put me in touch with a Fay Butler whose parents, I was told, owned a shop. Fay moved to Stone. Last edited: 26/06/2007 15:29 by Joyce Sidebotham |
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Year: 1930s
evacuation A memory of Leek, Staffordshire At the beginning of the war I was evacuated to Leek. I was only there until the Christmas but I remember going to school in a building called the Nicholson Institute and I stayed with some lovely people called Wagstaffe near Balls End Park. They had a shop where they sold and repaired watches. I remember that we used to go for walks on Sunday afternoons to Rudyard Lake. Audrey Frost Posted: 19/04/2008 12:50 by First Name Last Name |
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st lukes and milner girls A memory of Leek, Staffordshire I was born in Leek and went to St lukes school and then onto Milner girls in Springfield road. Did anyone else out there go to either of these schools. Posted: 20/09/2007 23:48 by First Name Last Name |
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