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Tintwistle, the Longdendale Valley c1960
Tintwistle, the Longdendale Valley c1960 Ref: t204024
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Although born in Glossop, my mother and father moved to Hadfield in 1935. First we lived in Church Street and then at 54 Hadfield Road, by Hadfield Cross and opposite to Dewsnaps the Butchers. My maternal grandparents, Tom and Althea Farrell lived at 26 Stanyforth Street and aged 5 yrs old I attended St Andrew's CofE School situated, in those days, between Salisbury Street and Railways Street.
Our teachers were, Clarence Bowden the Headmaster, Miss Garlick Senior Mistress, Tom Savage Senior master, Miss Marrow ( evacuee teacher from St Clements in Manchester), Miss newton Mrs Robinson and Miss Lawton.
I lefty St Andrews for Glossop Grammar School in 1944.
Shared on 19 April 2009
Hi, Carol Jakes was soliciting memories from pupils of St George's School in the 50s. I was born in 1940 at Whitle Fold and attended Spring Bank Primary from 1945 to 1947(?) when I shifted to St George's. My memories of those years include sliding on ice slides in the play ground, frozen milk, Mr Neville slapping our legs for not lining up quickly, Mickey Jeffs' basin haircut and "Pingot Lill"'s boy Geoffrey(?) trashing the classroom because it was raining heavily and he wasn't allowed to go home to tend his pet goat!!
Around 1951 I scraped through the 11 plus exam and went to Grammar School (Grammar Grub) and that is another whole story, me being a rebel and heading into my Teddy Boy years.
Anyway, Carol or whoever reads this give me a 'mail and let's chew the fat.
Regards, Alan.
Shared on 01 October 2008
Hi There
I originally lived in New Mills on the council estate on St George's Rd. I spent many years teaching and designing bridal & cruisewear. I have lived for many summers on Vancouver Island in Canada, and many winters in Colima, Mexico. Would like to hear from anyone who went to St George's Primary School in the 50's,& New Mills Grammar School 1958 - 65.
I hope life has been as good to you as it has to me. Cheers. Carol Y Jakes.
Shared on 06 July 2008
Edale, Nag's Head Hotel c1955
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Queens' School Sixth Form visit Edale Youth Hostel
Edale Youth Hostel is an adventure centre with organised activities like caving, abseiling, rock climbing and archery. Each September for many years I accompanied two coach loads of sixteen year olds who had just joined the Queens' School Sixth Form on a four day stay at this Youth Hostel. We provided them with a full programme of adventurous activities and some lessons and timetable planning for the coming two years of study by way of an induction to the Sixth Form. Although the YHA had qualified instructors the school staff needed to accompany each student group on their activity and so it was that I was introduced to caving and abseiling! I shall never forget abseiling for the first time from the top of a viaduct in Monsal Dale - I had a Mars Bar in my anorak pocket and as I went over the edge the safety rope took my weight and tightened around my waist crushing my pocket. By the time I reached the bottom 120 feet below I had a Mars Bar just a quarter of an inch thick but a foot long!!! The Sixth Formers thought it a huge joke! On that same trip I went caving as well and had no fears about this although several of my students were anxious. Staff and students had so much exercise that we were happy to eat the huge hostel supper each evening and we slept well every night of our stay. Edale Youth Hostel is actually at Rowlands Cote around two miles east of Edale village which was just a pleasant half hour walk through some fields and a gorse patch ( ! ) from the Nags Head pub. I had a beer or two there to recover from the daytime adventures!
Shared on 01 January 2008
School doubled as the church on a Sunday and I sat next to the altar rail often gazing at the pedals and knobs and levers of the organ instead of listening. I remember sitting at bench-type tables for lunch, stirring the Christmas pudding and hoping for the sixpence. We had two classrooms - little ones with Mrs Fidler - bigger ones in the main room with Mr Nixton, who constantly sucked Polo Mints to cover up the smell of his Woodbines! There was a huge coke heap in the playground which we used to climb up. There was a wall dividing the outside toilets but we could hear the boys having certain contests. The woman who lived one side was rather grumpy and refused to return footballs. I also remember a doctor's surgery in the front room of one of the cottages opposite the Post Office and pills being given in round, cardboard boxes. It was a fun time.
Shared on 12 January 2009
