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Wakefield, Market Place c1965
Wakefield, Market Place c1965 Ref: W464056
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Year: 1952
Cheesecake Inn A memory of Kirkthorpe, West Yorkshire I was born in 1952 and was raised in Cheesecake Inn. This was the original name for the farm next to the Church. When I was growing up there it was called Church Farm. I have many happy memories growing up in Kirkthorpe. I spent many hours in Sycamore Cottage with the lady who lived there (Rose Richardson) and her 2 sons (John & David)and daughter (Margaret). Sycamore Cottage is now a listed building and has been restored beautifully. David the youngest of the Richardsons, and I used to go fishing at the Half Moon and the pond on the other side of the railway line. I used to ride my horse through the fields which run alongside the weir. Harvest time was great, we had such great fun helping dad. The older boys from the village used to come and help, everyone used to muck in. My other friend lived in the old hospital opposite our farm. In the winter time we would sledge down the slope in the snow and we never wanted to go indoors. Mum had to drag us in and then have the chore of drying off all our clothes which were wet through with the snow. We had geese on the farm and on Sundays when the children from the village and Heath common were coming to Sunday School, my sister and I had to tell them all to run down the lane (Half Moon Lane) as fast as they could so the geese wouldn't chase them. One poor little boy once got pinned up against the wall by the geese, they were hissing and flapping their wings. Mum had to come to the rescue with the broom and chase them away. Noone was hurt, just a little frightened, but they all soon got to know the drill and would run by as quickly as they could before the geese came along. I remember where the old Alms Houses used to be just behind the Sunday School. There was and still is, a fresh water stream and we used to often stop to drink from the stream when we hot & thirsty after playing. Those were the days when we could play out late and not have to worry about our safety. Well not like today anyway. My sister and I attended both Sunday School and church and I was married there when I was 19 years old. The grave yard opposite the church has a few old friends buried there. My fathers ashes are scattered in the field behind the grave yard on Green Lane. This was his favourite field and always used to like working in this field because he said he always felt peaceful there. Yes I have some very happy memories in Kirkthorpe, and some sad ones too Freinds I have lost both young and old. I have many more memories to share with you if you would like to hear them. Last edited: 08/06/2008 21:32 by Lynda Riddington |
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Year: 1964
The Grammar School A memory of Normanton, West Yorkshire I remember climbing onto the roof of the Grammar School - I was in the fifth form, so this would be 1964 or 1965 - and scratching my name on the slates there, underneath my dad's name. He must have done it about 1932. And organising a Review when I was in the sixth form, with the money raised going towards building the original Leeds Playhouse, up by the University gym. Best of all was the rugby team; played 24, won 24 for the 1st XV, and winning the Public School Sevens at Roehampton. Funnily enough, only a couple of weeks ago I met somebody who had seen our sevens team play at Ilkley and he said it was the most perfect exhibition of Sevens play he had ever seen. Posted: 25/08/2008 22:24 by Steve Hill |
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Year: 1970
Highfield House/Cottage /Earlsheaton A memory of Earlsheaton, West Yorkshire The best of my childhood memories are of Highfield House and Highfield Cottage in the late part of the 60s and early 70s. The summers always seemed hot and the days were long and happy. I come from a large family and we always had so much fun in the fields at the back of the house, rolling from the top of the hill almost down to the train tracks at the bottom, sunbathing or anything that would fill our day, we used to stay out for hours, only going home when it got dark or we were hungry. I remember when the fairground came, we could see it from the railings in our garden looking out over Dewsbury, you could hear the music playing and the bright lights flashing, or the voices and the screams of the people on the rides. I used to wish I was there but I was too young, the best I got was standing and watching over the railings with my sister, she actually got to go there as she was older. There was an old man, a friend of my Mum and Dad, who used to come visit us, he lived along by the Lowside Club, I think his name was Mr Townend, he used to bring Flake bars for us kids every time he visited, he also built cranes and things out of Meccano and used to bring them to show us when they were finished. I also remember waking up one morning and looking out of the bedroom window and seeing tights on the washing line, not just any old tights, but loads, one of every colour you can imagine, red, green, blue, yellow, orange, pink, black...you name it, they were there, my sister had decided to wash all of her tights and hang them out together, I'd never seen so many, let alone so many colours.... It's funny, the things you remember. I remember going to Earlsheaton Park with my brothers and sisters, that was when there was a paddling pool and swingboats there, I loved the swingboats..... also the old nursery at the bottom of the park which was supposedly haunted, probably something my brother made up to scare me. Earlsheaton has changed so much, as you would expect over the years, as you came to the top of the hill ,opposite the Park Hotel there used to be an archway, there was a chip shop there, also as you went along the road there was the bank which went all round the corner, a big, dark and what seemed like an imposing building to a five year old, all of this is now home to flats which carry on right up to where the shops start opposite Ossett Lane. I attended Earlsheaton Infants School and remember at one point having to go to classes in the church hall opposite for a while, I think it was due to refurbishment in the school, I remember hating it as it seemed so strange and dark in there compared to the classroom I was used to. Highfield House where I lived was built by the Preston family, it was a very large building and when I lived there it had been turned into bedsitting rooms or flats, we later moved into Highfield Cottage (which I loved), we were the last family to live there, and I still remember the day we moved out, it is a shame it no longer exists, and is the sort of place I would have loved to bring my own family up in. There are so many memories of growing up in Earlsheaton, I now live in Kent with my husband and children, but I will always have fond thoughts of growing up in such a great place. Last edited: 06/08/2008 12:34 by Maggie Benham |
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hi A memory of Notton, West Yorkshire its a small village with great past dick turpin jim_morrison@hotmail.co.ukin hood battle of the roses Posted: 11/05/2008 21:06 by Cllr Selby Selby |
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Year: 1860s
Seanor Match works A memory of Rothwell, West Yorkshire Actually this memory via my father and grandfather go back further than 1860. My great-great-grandfather, Richard Seanor, got interested in match making and went to London to find out the process etc. He then came back to Rothwell and started his own matchworks factory. He then went on to make the small match that we use today and of course the match box, which was made by children around 10 years of age. Quite a few times the factory burnt down, and later when his son Jabez took over, he opened a factory in Bootle, Liverpool, but in 1904 or thereabout Jabez sold the business to Bryant and May, the match makers we all know but who have now moved to Sweden. I have been to Rothwell a few times and met some of the people there who knew of my great-grandfather (Jabez) and of course Richard my great-great-grandfather. I have also been to the old church to visit their grave sites, and found out about the adopted son (Andrew Marshall) who ran the Rothwell Times newspaper. I am still finding out more and more of this history but would like to meet anyone who could pass on more information, so that I can visit the site and build on these memories of my past ancestors lives, and so would appreciate hearing from anyone who could help. I also know that my ancestors had connections with Abbotford and Hunslet but I am not sure to what extent, and I would like to find if there are any grave sites in these two towns which may contain some of my ancestors. I also would like to contact anyone who may have some history on the arrival of my ancestors into England as I have received info from "Genubase" stating that they could have arrived in Britain around the year 970, probably in what is now Derbyshire. I also would like to hear from lost relatives, and any info on the Seanors (Seyner or Saynor, or Sayner) who arrive in Britain around 1740 from Europe and went to Rothwell, to stay with their relatives, as I have found that they moved on to USA with a King's gift of 390 acres of land in Pennsylvania, and I have met some of them over there, still on this land. I also believe that my great-great-grandfather Richard can take credit for discovering the "Safety Match" which from what I have heard was by accident. And I would like to get more details about this. Last edited: 17/11/2008 09:22 by Eric Seanor |
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