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Memories of Smalldale

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Loss of A School Chum

I was born in Peak Dale 6.9.40, at which time Peak Dale was very much a limestone quarry village. As it is coming round to Easter it reminds me of the first tragic loss that I vividly remember. While we were in school our teacher asked us to bring some pussy willow for the setting up of our Easter decorations. A boy named Brian Sidall who always eager to please said he knew where the best Pussy Willow could be found but he wouldn't tell any of  us where it was in case we got there first. Brian lived in the first house of a little row of quarry houses just inside the entrance of a quarry. He got up one morning and went to get the Pussy Willow. He hadn't told anyone that it was growing out of a crack on a ledge half way up the quarry face which was brash and bitting and totally unsafe. Brian knew how to get up to it and as he was... Read more

Paper Boy

I was a 16 year old boy and lived with my family on a hillside opposite Tunstead quarry known as The Lees. Every Sunday morning I would pick up the papers (News of the World , People etc) on my bicycle from the post office in Peak Dale, sort them out into household lots and then ride the path through to the bottom of Wormhill and deliver them to the individual houses and farms finishing at a Mansion type house with a High stone wall around it at the very top of the village. Walking through the farmyards and fields sometimes had its dangers and I was chased more than once by the odd Bull, scattering the papers in the mud and having to explain to the next household why the headlines were unreadable. Sometimes in winter I would have to walk it as the snow was too deep to ride my bike through.
I have many fond memories of the area. At first we lived in Peak Dale... Read more

Fond Memories of Bank Hall

Bank Hall was a school back in the 1970s. The head was a Mr Brennan. It would be lovely to chat to any other lads that were at the school at the time. I've seen a few things in the night, ladies in white and a few dogs from the kennels. I could write abook on this school. I visited Bank Hall some time ago, and it broke my heart, it's falling apart, the present owner has done nothing to help it, I am waiting for the sale sign to go on to it. If anybody would like to know more about Bank Hall School please let me know.

Bank Hall

Hi Carl, yeh mixed memories of Bank Hall, Kevin Brennan, the head, Roger Cubby, Peter Lucas, Alan Ticombe, Gerald Phillips, Leicester Symthe etc who were staff, and the pupils Ray Lynch, Phil Carney, Steve Butler etc etc. Great location and all those trips out to Monsall Dale etc, the youth club in chapel and the lovely local ladies Joanne Hayes, Anne Ashton and many more. I remember the Howarths and a lot of very nice locals, male and female, who became good friends. I know at times some of the Bank Hall lads didn't exactly behave at times and thank the locals for putting up with that. I have been back a few times over the years and taken a walk up to the old Celtic earthworks above Bank Hall and around the area. I hope everyone is well and wish you all health happiness and peace. Thankyou... Tim

Bank Hall School

Bank Hall School 1977 to its close in 1980, I remember the head, Mr Brennan, and his wife living in the house just next to the the main house, also Peter Lucas, Pete Denver, Mr Lowery. There were a few women there at the time, I remember a girl house-mother called Pippa, her mother worked there too. As I remember, the beds were all woodchip and painted red and blue. I remember Mr Barrett, a teacher not to mess with, and rock climbing at the back of the school on the hill. There were quite a few people I have forgotten but the main were my friends, I speak to Phil Ashton, although he has changed his name now to Jones, now and again. I heard from one of the local chaple girls, Tracy Cooper, that Andy Renwick married a local girl but died in the early 1990s. As for my school days, I have some good memories and some not so good, but that was Bank Hall. Does anyone... Read more

Good Friday

Chinley From Eccles Pike c1960
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Seeing this view in all weathers, as year on year we climbed up on Good Friday for an inter-church gathering round a wooden cross "planted" for the Easter weekend.

Memories of Growing up in 1940s Tideswell

My memories of growing up in 1940s' Tideswell are: navy blue knickers with elastic bottoms, gym slips and liberty bodices, awful shoes, legs like poppy stems, twirling and whirling, chalk on the blackboard, desks with inkwells, teachers so prim we held them in awe - they knew each and every one of us. Snotty noses, permanent sniffs, the thick and the bright. Running home to Mother - "What's there for tea?". Want more? Get in touch! Elsie Hollis, International Poet

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