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Cheshire memories
Windlehurst
Looking straight forward, the house to the left of the white one was the home of the Smith family who had several children. My grandmother used to pass on any goodies she had to them. Her name was Mrs Maud Ashton and she lived in the end cottage of a row owned by Farmer Simms just past the 'rec 'park' to the right of the white cottage. My father was the first boy to pass and attend Macclesfield Grammar School and during the Second World War he was awarded the MC. He had two brothers, Frank and Raymond, and a sister, Nora. My father became an overall manufacturer and had factories in Marple, New Mills and Stockport. He was also Chairman of High Lane British Legion whose meetings were held at Orford House, the ground of which High Lane Library is built on. My mother had a ladies' and children's clothes shop next door, later taken over by a finance company. Briefly we lived in Hawk Green, Marple, but... Read more
Bliss Full Childhood Memories
I have fond memories spent with my grandparents who lived at The Oaks in Girdlane, Mill Brow. I used to walk to Marple Bridge with my grandma to do the shopping. I was born in Stephouses, Hollywood Lane, Mellor and went to school for a time at the Church School in Mellor - Mrs Rudge was the Headmistress. I moved to Scotland with my family at the age of 6 or 7, but I came back to stay with my grandparents every summer holiday. I loved my time spent there and used to count the days till my next visit. I now live in rural France which reminds me very much of my wonderful times spent in and around Marple Bridge.
School
The school i went to is still standing today..i remember the headmaster Mr Harry Healey...we had a drill hall it was the basement of the school which led us out into the playground...the boys and girls had their own playgrounds..school time was spent at 1 school not like it is today....the nit nurse used to come round and we had to have stuff put on our heads didnt matter if you had nits or not it was still put on . We had to go home for our dinner but it was just a village so we didnt have to go far to get home..
Great Place
I was born at home, 4 Ripley Avenue, Great Moor, Stockport on Jan. 4, 1937.
I have very fond memories of Hazel Grove.
At the age of 11, my Mom & Dad and Sister, Janet immigrated to Toronto, Canada.
I did not want to leave, I attened Great Moor Council School.
I was brought up during the war years.
I have been back only once, but I do intend to return perhaps with a year.
Some wonderful childhood memories of Hazel Grove.
They were great days.
I am married and have 2 beautiful children who are both grown up now. I often tell them about my days in Hazel Grove.
My maiden name as Gloak. If anyone recognizes the name, please e-mail me would love to hear from anyone. Thanks.
The Savoy Cinema
My memories of the Savoy are of learning to ride a 2 wheeler bike in front on the wide pavement and of everybody dancing there when the war was over. Then of going to the cinema on Saturday mornings when Mr Scroggins used to keep all the children in order. They are happy memories.
I Have A Certificate
I live in the US. In a desk that we purchased years ago in an antique shop, we found a certificate that says:
The Royal Drawing Society's Exhibition, "The Children's Royal Academy" London, Highly Commended, Julie Woodhead (aged 13-14) Convent of the Nativity, Romiley, for Two Pictorial Compositions. 4 Entries, May 1965, R.R. Tomlinson, President.
If this is yours, please let me know and I will send it to you.
Michelle Witzel
witzel@comcast.net
That Bell.
We lived for a while at Number 14 Church Lane, right across from St Chads. Every Sunday morning the verger would ring that one bell-it seemed to go on for hours!!
