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Historic maps of Thurcroft and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Thurcroft maps
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Thurcroft area books
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Trolley Racing
At the age of 11 nothing was more valuable than a set of old pram wheels. Using a 4-foot plank (this is old money) for the base. To sit on, we fastened a short piece to the back with an axle and 2 wheels, the same at the front but fastened with a bolt so you could steer it. Fix a seat and you were away. Pull it to the top of the hill and race down. There where only about 3 or 4 cars in Dinnington at that time so it was quite safe. Until Wigmores bus came ,then it was both feet on the ground to stop best we could. That's what we called burning rubber! Ah! those were the days.
Walks With my Mum
I recently went for a walk with my mum Enid, to the bluebell wood. This wood has many names, Kings Wood, Long Thwaite Wood, to mention a couple. It evoked memories of my childhood. Days when I would walk with my brother and sister. Georgina marching off in front trying not to be associated with her younger siblings or get tempted to regress to those imaginary games of Robin Hood or the land of Narnia she had devised for us, after all she was now a sophisticated 15yr old. Memories of Sunday morning outings with my dad, Johnny; Carl,our baby brother in the big pram which I would also ride back home after these epic journeys, which often circumvented Firbeck, Letwell, Gildingwells and Woodsetts. On these days mum would be cooking Sunday dinner, listening to Family Favourites on the radio. On our return she would tell us of the requests from Austrailia, where we had recently returned from. If we were lucky, Dad would by us some chocolate... Read more
Dinnington Miners' Welfare Centre
The Miners' Welfare Centre was a Godsend to everybody. There were swings, roundabouts, and the rocking horse on the left where I spent many a happy hour when I was a boy. The hall was used by miners where they could read all the papers in the Reading Room. There were two snooker tables and card tables, and a bar selling only pop, crisps and sweets. The building is now (2009) empty and for sale. The centre also had two bowling greens, a tennis court, a football pitch and a cricket pitch with changing rooms. You could play all day on the Welfare, by yourself, without any trouble - different than it is today. Happy memories.
Ramon Fletcher.
Remember Me??
I lived in Coronation Road, drove coaches for Excelsior Continential of Lordens Hill. I also played Rugby for Dinington Old Boys. I lived with my friend and his wife Dave Best, I was friendly with a lovely young lady Sarah Williams . Does any one remember me or can they put me in touch with Sarah???
Coal Picking
I remember climbing to the top of the pit stack and watching the world go by. You could see for miles sat there on those wooden sleepers. I also remember collecting bits of coal from the stack and dragging it down to the bottom to the pram wheels and marching up through the allotments, past Ginty Miller's bike leant against the gate to his allotment, and home to Carlisle Terrace where I lived.
Moving to A Brand New Council House
I was born on Aston Terrace (leading down to Brookhouse colliery) in 1956, lived there till I was 3-4ish yet I can remember running down to the bridge to get there before the steam train passed under the bridge, memories I still treasure along with the friends I knew there, many of them also moved to the new council estate. Many of them no longer with us but not forgotten. One of the strongest memories I have is of sliding down the side of the tip on the blade of an old shovel we found, and playing on some old cranes left to rot at the top of the terrace. Could go on for ever but getting to the end of my word allowance. Would like to see pics of the old terrace if any exist, I ain't found any yet (mum - Margaret, dad- Jozef). If you have any pics of old Aston Terrace I would be glad to see them I.M me ok ?
Aston Terrace
I remember sliding down Outcrop and sitting on wooden steps leading to Brookhouse pit. On pay day miners used to give us some coppers and we would share them out. I used to go and see Guddy Pearson, a homeless man who lived in one of derelict houses on Aston Terrace. Our roundabout was at the sewerage, they had a thing like a roundabout with water coming out on a bed of stones. I can also remember when a cage accident happened at pit, all the women went running down to pit to see if thier loved ones had survived. I was only about 7 at the time. I can remember having to be dug out of house one winter as it was feet deep with snow, and my mum had bought me a hula hoop for Xmas and I couldn't go outside because it was that deep. There was only one house had electric and they called him Albert Silkstone, he used to charge us a penny to watch... Read more
