Weaverham, the Post Office, Lime Avenue c1955

Old Memory Road

Weaverham was a quite place to live and even bring up a family. I don't live there any more but some of my family do, Maddock and Moreton. When I was growing up there we lived on St Mary's Avenue, just off Farm Road. A few months ago now I did a walk down the road, I even saw a few old faces, but Weaverham is not the same any more. Years ago there were not many police cars driving around the place but now there are. But like I say. Weaverham is not the same any more.

We moved to Weaverham in 1958, at that time it was a good place to bring up children, and a good place for children to grow up in. The village was surrounded by fields and woods, where we played. There was of course the usual childish mischief, knocking on doors, and swiftly running away for one. I left Weaverham in 1968 and only ever went back there to visit my folks. I have now retired, and am enjoying it, but I don't live in Weaverham and I think most of my generation have left the place now.

The old becoming new!

I arrived in Weaverham in one of its transition periods. ICI had built many houses to house its workers in all the surrounding villages including Weaverham. So Weaverham had already transformed in a way when I got there, but of course for me coming from a city like Liverpool it was a quaint, peaceful village, there just happened to be the old Weaverham and the new!

Several farms still survived and I was fortunate to work on one at weekends for a few shillings. But the days of the big farms had long gone. The one that I worked on had one milking cow and a dozen hens and that was it!

But Weaverham despite its Liverpool influx remained a peaceful village with very little crime or social disorder. Seems a far cry from today. There were still orchards to 'scrump' in and ancient country lanes to ride to school on. I rode from Weaverham to Winsford everyday for several years come rain, hail or snow. Computers and the internet didn't exist in those days so we were amused by TV and social events.

I joined the Boys Brigade and danced rock and roll at the Owley Wood club and camped out in Delamere Forest and everything seemed sublimely simple and good and clean!

We visited even smaller villages on our cycle jaunts, but Weaverham was home and met all our needs, apart from a good cinema which we found in Northwich and a few bigger shops. After Liverpool it was really a breath of fresh air - a new stab at life - a new beginning - the old could still be remembered but cast off!

We had gardens and vast amounts of fields and rivers and orchards and sandpits - the world was an oyster and Weaverham was the pearl.

We fell in love for the first time in Weaverham, fell out of love just as rapidly and avoided getting married too soon. We were schooled, found our first jobs and then finally spread our wings and many left.

I don't believe I have any bad memories of Weaverham - it nurtured me and grew me up and finally let me go!

old shops

i remember when dillas owned the sweet shop on lydyatte lane and we used to go with pocket money we would always get a few more i also remember the butchers shop was up and running with an abatoire on town field lane then their was the butchers on runcorn rd which used to make the best pies around i remember goin threr after school when the infant schol was there,