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Where Does The Time Go
This is the church where my 17 year old son was christened. This is also the church where I spent most of my childhood. From about the age of 10, my friends and I would go grave rubbing. We actually spent more time cleaning the old graves with an old twig and reading about who was in there. As we got older, about 13-ish, we would go into the graveyard for a sneaky puff of our cigarettes, and hide any spare ones we had in the big old tree at the entrance of the church.
Around the same time, I did the paper round for Mr Jones around the church area and down onto the estate where I lived. I did that same round until I was 17 and I was in full time work then too. My wage was £3.90 by the way then(1986) for 7 days delivering ruddy heavy newspapers.
Anyway, in the winter it was always pitch dark around the church area. I had one paper... Read more
WW2 Saighton Camp
I met my wife in Saighton Camp, but have a sister of hers in Fardon where she will be going to visit in May. I am the husband of Peggy MORT of Saighton my memories are short-lived now but remembered, we live in Canada.
Born in Ridley
My name is Christine Wright, formerly Edwards. I was born at No 2, Council Holdings at Ridley, in December 1958. I went to Ridley Primary School and then to Nantwich and Acton Grammar School, after passing my 11-plus in 1970. Mrs Hodgkiss and Mrs Brereton were my teachers at Ridley School. Mrs Brereton being the headmistress, and living in the schoolhouse next door. Miss Hancock came next after Mrs Hodgkiss retired. The school itself was just two school rooms. They were really happy days there, we had a lovely Christmas party each year with Mums bringing in food, and the teachers bought us each a really good present - all out of their own money!! We went for nature walks in the summer, had an annual prize for who brought in the most wild flowers, and walked up Bickerton Hills. I am now 53 years old, a grandmother and still send a Christmas card to my dinner lady from Ridley School - Miss Jean Philips, who still lives at Peckforton... Read more
Living in The Village
My family have lived in Eccleston for 45 years plus. My sister was born in the Manor House in the village itself some 39 years ago, she will kill me for that, at this point it was always said that her and Mr Wood were the only 2 living people to be born in the village and to this day she still holds on to this. The village was a fantastic place to grown up, we knew everyone and everyone knew us as kids. In the days without telephones, my mum would lean out of the window (once we had moved to the top of the village) and shout us in for tea, if we hadn't heard her we would find out as someone would let us know. We spent years walking down by the river, climbing the hollow oak tree down there, but I don't think once any of us went in to the river knowing the undercurrent and what had floated pasted in the years gone by. I... Read more
Good Friday 1932
I was six and went to the castle with Barbara, my older sister - mum and dad were coming later. In those days the castle was only open to the public on Sundays and Bank holidays and the admission charge was sixpence. We went up to the Dancing ground - a flat piece where they used to dance to music. On the way down I was running, - fell - and broke my left arm. It was put in wooden splints and I was taken in a car to the local doctor. We met mum and dad on the way so mum went with me. I had to go to Tarporley Hospital the next day to have it reset - I was off school for 6 weeks, following that early visit to the castle!
The Best Years
We moved to Dodleston in 1975 and left sadly in 1998. They were the happiest years. My children went to the villiage school and there were just 12 children then. The community feeling was great and the Whelmar estate hadn't been built. The community used to go to the field at the back of St. Mary's Road and we used to play cricket. In the winter my husband and Ken Davey (who were cowmen and worked for John Lloyd at Moat Farm) used to organise a disco in the old village hall and we used to bake scones and make baked potatoes to take down. Sometimes they used to organise a Junior Disco which all the village children thought was great. My husband also used to take the boys for football on a Wednesday afternoon with the Headmistress's permission, Mrs. Robinson. The community spirit was very strong and supportive. They were the best days and I really miss the village although things have... Read more
Spurstow Nursary
My parents owned the nursery at Spurstow, (I remember the big oak tree in front of the petrol front on the A49). They were there from 1943 to my father's death in 1951. Was there a family called 'Prier' (soliciter, doctor) in the area? Dad use to go shooting with someone of that name or similar in the area. I have very fond memories of the area, the small farm behind us where we got our milk, the local bakery in the village, the pictures in Bunbury. The flowers and the vegetables Dad used to grow, the glass houses and the boiler Dad used to stoke every day to keep the heat into those green houses. Dad used to have a fun day and bonfire on Guy Fawkes Day at the top end of the nursery. The hotel next door where I learnt how to behave at a function table, there was a big hill on the road behind us somewhere, where we used to ride our box carts and... Read more
