Ay, Them Were The Days!
A Memory of Barnton.
I was born in Manor Drive in 1948, in the white house at the top left of the picture. Each house from bottom left working up and then back down again was the Simmons family, then Coppack, Clewes, Fowler, Emptage, Lyons, Leather, Roberts, Keelty, Hulse, across the road, the Curbishleys, Liecester, Yeomans, Hornby, Banks, Wilkinson, Simpson, Hornby, Elsby, Elsby, Carter, Fagg, Essen, Quilty, Bland.
We used to have a bonfire every November on the ‘patch’ of green off picture on the right. This ‘patch’ also served as a football field, a Cricket field, a general playground where we played, kick can, tick, hide n seek, truth dare kiss command or promise and loads more.
We also had a street party every year. Mums would provide the food and kids ate it as we sat around trestle tables in the glorious sunshine.
At the top of the road is Church Road with Mrs Cappers’ food shop, which became Cross’s shop. Opposite this was the British Legion Club previously the Manor Farm house. At the back were the big old barns falling down yet still used by some people to park their cars, old bangers which would be worth a fortune now.
I wonder what happened to everybody?
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I thought it may be you, I couldn't bring any other Joan to mind. I'm not in touch with Billy, we were never that close and when I joined Liverpool police lots of my old school friends stopped talking to me. Do you still live in Barnton? When you see Pat please pass on my regards to her.
I've got an old photo somewhere of a class at the Primary school, I'm not on it but you are. If you want to email direct I can email to you. You can contact me at wmk2012@live.co.uk We, (my wife and I) moved down to Hinckley 2 years ago to be closer to our daughter who lives at Rugby. It's very strange living 100 miles away from your birth place and not knowing anyone. But we're making new friends. It doesn't stop me from missing all I know, the area, the people. Mind you the last time I visited Northwich it depressed me at what they have done to it.
Anyway, please feel free to email me direct and I'll let you have the old photo. Lots of Love, Max