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Historic maps of Shirebrook and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Shirebrook maps
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Childhood Memories
As a small child I used to visit my Gran & Grandad in Shirebrook - Annie & Seth Oakton. I'm told they lived in Byron Street and they had a grocery shop which was part of the front room in their house. Grandad also kept pigs on some land on the opposite side of the road. My Mum Eileen Oakton moved to Leicester in the 40's and married my Dad, Ken Jordan. I remember Grandad smelling of Menthol & Snuff and it fascinated me how he would sniff it up his nose. I also remember going to a sweet shop to buy orange twisted sugar sticks, they had this orange see-through paper on and the shop window front also had this bright orange see-through paper on, I pressume that was to protect the sweets from the sun. I've lived in Leicester all my life but my sister and I are planning a trip back down Memory Lane - especially Byron Street. It would be lovely to be able to rekindle... Read more
I Remember...
I remember living in Shirebrook Miners Welfare for years with my parents Mick and Joan and having some fantastic times. Everybody seemed to get on with each other and it had a real community feel. I remember trying to watch TV whilst hearing the sound of the brass band rehearsals coming through from the rooms next door. This seems very basic but I had such a great time growing up in this club and I have never forgotten it. I just wish we could have stayed for a few more years but times have to change. I hope whoever else lived there after my family and I had as good a time as I did.
Nottinghamshire memories
My Birth Place Scarcliffe
April 3 1946 is the date of my birth, born at 2 Nightingale Terrace, Scarcliffe. My parents being Rose and Albert Nicholls, I was baptised at St Leonards and went to Scarcliffe school and then went on to Moorfield secondary at eleven. I still remember all my friends and would love to hear from any school friends or relatives. I moved away from Scarciffe and spent time in Bristol and Birminham where I worked as an area auxillary nurse, in 1977 I emigrated to British Columbia in Canada. I vividly remember the King passing away, I was in school at that time and Mrs Groves the headteacher (also named Fanny by the kids) came rushing into the class room and blurted out the sad news. A television was brought into the school for the coronation of Queen Elizabeth the second, all the houses were trimed in red white and blue and we were given souvenier mugs. Mrs Cope (hope that is right name) was our school cook and what wonderful meals she turned... Read more
Woman in Photograph
The lady in the picture is probably Dorothy Emery. She lived on Devonshire Drive with her parents, Reginald and Edith Florence (nee Bishop) Emery, and her older sister Elsie.
Nostalgia
The garage, owned if memory serves by the Harrison family, was always a magnet for a small boy, because in addition to selling petrol and repairing cars it also sold Meccano and Dinky toys. I also remember my grandmother buying me the Sunny Stories magazine from the newsagents to the right of the picture.
I was born and lived at that time in Boundary Walk and following my family's move to Peterborough. I used to regularly visit my grandparents, who also lived in Boundary Walk, until the early 60s.
Nostalgia
Living in Boundary Walk, my grandmother and I used to walk up the hill to the Coop butchers, which I seem to remember was at the far end of the row, nearest the pit entrance. The building at this end was a cinema but the name escapes me.
Lanwith High Street 1960s
Is there some sort of pavillion across from those shops? I used to go there to the St Johns Ambulance brigade with my sisters Ann and Roslyn in the 1960s before my family went back to Scotland. They were the best years of my life. I brought my sons down for a visit and they still talk about how friendly the Langwith people are.
