Remembering Sheffield

As a long distance truck driver running up from Staffordshire I would spend five nights in Sheffield every two weeks. I would stay at the Salvation Army hostel just off the moor. Evenings were spent wandering around Sheffield city centre. My job was to deliver grinding wheels from Universal Grinding Wheel Company in Stafford to Rileys Transport in Birley Vale, with all the onward wheels for Scotland. Then I would deliver wheels all around Sheffield from Rotherham to Stocksbridge. I met my wife in the company office by the cathedral where she worked, she later moved to work in the Cutlers Hall. After proposing to my wife in the Manor picture house and being accepted I moved up to Sheffield, staying in a flat down Millhouses. I was employed as a driver on Sheffield City Transport operating on the 24,33,75 routes, based at the Eastbank Road garage, sometimes running to Buxton, Bakewell or Doncaster races. The buses were not the new comfortable buses that run in Sheffield today. I was married at St Theresa's on the Prince of Wales Road in 1965 but not long after we returned to Staffordshire. We have returned to Sheffield in many occasions since, the last time was last year staying in an hotel just off the city centre. My wife spent the day going around the shops and I rode the trams all day on my bus pass. I have spent time in most of the cities of the U, but I will always hold Sheffield as my favourite. My best regards, Pete.