I Remember

A Memory of Throckley.

I remember going to Johnas bank and rolling Easter eggs down, also the big swing in the dean, it was called the witches swing. There was a hut at the dean entrance where the old men used to go and play dominoes and cards. There used to be overhead grabs full of coal leading from Walbottle pit to Throckley where the brickyard is now. Then there was the nudist camp up by the fell road, I don't know if it is still there now. I used to live at 3 Elem Street, that is where the old people's home is now. There was Johnny Miller who used to come round the streets with his mobile shop.