Aggies
This is looking down Station Road, the station is at the bottom of the hill. To the right centre can be seen the smoke and steam of a train rising above the trees. I remember walking up here as a boy when it was still unmade. The large square building at the bottom of the hill was a kind of general store that sold all kinds of things as I remember. It was an off licence too and was run by an old lady during the 1970's known locally as 'Aggie'. Of course the road is now all made up.
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RE: RE: Aggies
I used to go in Aggies in about 1974. Iremember very old lady serving us. Station Road was built up by then.
Comment from Ian R on Saturday, 17th October 2009.
RE: RE: Aggies
I remember Station Stores in 1966 - there was a large Irish lady there then, middle-aged - I think it could have been Aggie. The shop always smelt slightly musty, but it was well stocked and she really was open all hours. I think a lot of the people off the houseboats (that were then in the Creek) used to rely on her shop a lot, there wasn't a lot else around there. I also remember the new houses being built up the hill, round about the same time as the houses next to the churchyard. That used to be waste ground where I played as a kid, swinging over the stream on a rope.
Comment from Pamela-Jeanetta Gaines on Thursday, 1st April 2010.
RE: RE: Aggies
Hi Pamela-Jeanetta Gaines and Ian R, I just came across your comments about this great old photo. I just wanted to say that the women was 100% named Aggie. I used to go to the shop when i was 15 which was in 1995 and she also was well known between all us kids at the time for 3 reasons. 1. She had part of one finger missing so we used to go in and buy stuff so we could witness it. 2. There was supposedly a basement below the shop which had a tunnel leading to another shop across the street (which was once a slaughter house) which lead to all sorts of stories between us kids. 3. We would send the oldest looking guy in the shop and she would serve us cigerettes and sometimes alcohol! I even went in and managed to put on my deepest voice and get a bottle of cider one time. ha ha
Comment from CAF on Thursday, 23rd December 2010.