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Stone, High Street c1965
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Year: 1956
Stone in the 1950s
I am now 57 years of age, and live in Australia. I was born in Stone, Stafforshire in 1949 and would love to go back and visit. As a child I remember walking along the canal and standing watching as a blacksmith mended a horse's shoe. I remember hating school but even at that very tender age I was interested in the history of the school that I attended. Every day at home-time I walked on the stone footpath that was once laid by the Romans (is it still there?). The school was very old and I think that it was once used by monks?? It had very tall ceilings, rounded arches and big heavy doors. I remember taking a shortcut through the church cemetery across the road from the school. I was very frightened as some of the graves were very old and some were partly opened, very scary. My parents, my sister and myself lived at 26 Redhill Road. My maiden name was Bruce. Last edited: 03/01/2007 19:04 by Eileen Page |
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![]() Stone, Sandholes 1900 (ref: 46195) |
Year: 2006
Sandstone site as at 21 August 2006
First time on web page, co-incidently was at site yesterday 20 Aug 2006. I used to play all around the area as a young child 1970+ when the area was allotments, the current site has lost about 10ft in height due to 20 years of erosion, filling in etc. If you look to the left of the centre pillar and to the root overhang, there is about 2ft of sandstone left visible and then you are at root level to all the remaining trees. I will go back and take a photograph of the site, so it is not lost forever. Last edited: 21/08/2006 22:26 by Paul Spilsnury |
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Year: 1960
Good times A memory of Hem Heath, Staffordshire We came down from Scotland to Stoke in 1953 as my dad had got a job in the newly opened Pit Hem Heath. As children we used to stay at the house which is sitting in front of the pit . We used to go across the brook on the pipe what ran from one side to the other so we could buy sweets from the pit canteen and wave to the miners, many of who we knew as dads friends and workmates, then back across the pipe to play in the fields all round the house which is still there. Sadly the pit no longer stands but we had some really good times. In case anybody reads this and worked with my dad, his name was Bill Watson. I would love to know if anyone remembers any thing I have wrote about. Last edited: 14/04/2008 13:23 by Pauline Thorley |
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Year: 1970
My life there A memory of Eccleshall, Staffordshire I remember the days when I lived on a farm that was owned by Mark Carter from Eccleshall Castle. I had so much fun living in Eccleshall that I didn't want to move when the farm was sold. I had loads of friends and good memories, I remember when all the children were given a Silver Jubilee coin at school, the walks to the church from Lonsdale School, and to the common at the top of the junction of Kerry Lane and we had to pass by the Jacksons' place, I was friends with their son Carl. I also remember the Royal Oak pub because my mum and Joyce Robinson worked there for Geoff Hurst the footballer who owned it at that time. The chip shop down the side of the Oak when they used newspaper to wrap your chips, they sold a Ford Anglia to my dad. The Badger that was then called the Railway Inn and owned by Ron and Connie. I had a best mate like all children, she was Marie Shenton, she lived in the flats on Castle Street then moved to the Burgage, we had fun when at school. I had 3 brothers and we had to walk down Blurtons Lane to catch a school bus that was from the 30s on the cross roads of Ellenhall and Stafford road. On those hot summer days we would go down to the river and wade in the water, fetch cows in for milking with dad, potato picking, baleing, those were the days, everything has changed now. We made our fun, children now want it given to them. I also remember the day Mr Mark Carter was out hunting and because he owned the house we lived in he had right of way striaght through our garden and me and my brothers followed then for a bit. I would do anything to move back and catch up with old friends and live on a farm once again. My son is going to Bishop Lonsdale this September, I hope he enjoys it and he is learning cricket down at Eccleshall already and making friends with children from that school. I believe that it is a friendly place to live and is changing all the time but as long as the history stays. Last edited: 09/05/2008 11:39 by Caroline Owen |
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![]() Blurton, the Old Road c1955 (ref: B746003) |
Year: 1963
Critchlows Corner A memory of Blurton, Staffordshire The building in view was a Post Office and General Stores, the area was known as "Critchlows Corner" after the name of the family that owned the shop. The post office was the only one in the area. At the age of 10 I would cycle to the Post Office to collect our familys child benefit. The bridge in the background was used by railway engines taking coal from Hem Heath Colliery to Florence Colliery. The trains travelled slowly and on many occasions I have "caught" the train to Longton Park as the line passed it. Sadly the shop no longer exists and the gardens in which it stood are now a small housing estate. The rail line is no longer used due to pit closures. Posted: 07/07/2006 02:46 by David Moore |
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