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Living in Cavendish Bridge
I grew from a boy into manhood during my time in Cavendish Bridge. My parents had the Old Crown Inn and at the age of 17 had my first "pub crawl" with my mates from the bridge through Shardlow starting at the Navigation. I remember there was about 8 pubs on the main road and we never finished them all !!
I think it was the severe winter of 62' or 63' and the floods were very bad. At a lunchtime during the week the pub had no customers and my mum had only lit one of the fires. A Rolls Royce pulled up outside and an old man got out and came into the pub. My mum ushered him into the warm "Best" room and got him a drink and a sandwich. He asked her to join him and they talked for a long time. his name was Brough senior and he told mum about the times he would meet Lawrence in the Old Crown over the years... Read more
Memory of an Early Bus Ride
I remember the prison camp at the bottom of Weston Park Avenue. They had a Bedford Utility bus to transport the inmates and my parents got friendly with the camp officials and went out on the bus one night to the Pack Horse at Kings Newton. My sister and I were left on the bus whilst the adults spent the evening drinking in the pub. I was 2 years older than my sister who had just started to walk so I estimate I must Have been 3. We could not have the lights on, it being 1944 and only had the light of the moon to see by. I had to keep my sister from falling down the steps by the door. I have lost count of how many time I spent waiting outside pubs for hours on end. I probably saw more of my parents through a pub window than anywhere else.
Memories of Shakespeare Street in Sinfin 1958 -1964
We moved from Derby to the new estate in 1958. My son Paul went to the local school for a short time before we moved south to Hertfordshire - my home county. Amongst his many friends I remember particulary Celine Reilly, and often wonder how she is faring - she was a delightful child. I expect times have changed there now, but at that time we had a really good butchers shop, a greengrocer, a general store, and a fish shop, amongst others. It was a friendly place - considering many of us 'incomers' at that time were not from the local area.
Shaftesbury Crescent
My grandparents lived at 41 Shaftesbury Crescent near the baseball ground from 1946 till 1980, next door lived Ethel Paling, she was a wonderful cook, the smell of her baking I can still remember today. Next to Ethel was Mr and Mrs Morris, the were elderly, Mr Morris was a brilliant carpenter who made all his own furniture, next was Mr and Mrs Longdon, I don't really remember too much about Mr Longdon as he died when I was young, but Mrs Longdon bought up her grandchildren Paula, Tammy and Darren. On match days you would hear the cheering of the crowds at the match, each Saturday morning most people would put shutters or boarding on their windows and doors to prevent the supporting teams smashing the windows. Over the road was a shop run by Mr Spiller, a lovely little shop with sweets in proper sweets jars in the windows. Can anyone else remember the community of Shaftesbury Crescent? I have some wonderful memories of there, my dad grew... Read more
Spondon During War.
I occasionally came to live with my sister in Spondon during the war years. I lived in Ockbrook Road, the house was named Tarbet House. At the rear across two fields was an anti-aircraft battery of four guns, which when they were firing during air raids used to make a terrific noise, so much so that light fittings had to be wedged. I remember Bartons buses passing carrying workers from Ilkeston to The British Celanese Factory, these buses had large green bags on the roofs full of gas which was the fuel instead of diesel. Also I remember large cannisters of tar placed on the roadsides, these were lit at night to create a smoke screen for Derby, not many people seem to remember these. I later worked at the Derby Loco but now live in North Wales, have been here since 1956.
A Schoolboy''s Memories of The Invincibles
In 1948 I was living in the Midland Hotel, owned by British Railways. My father was the manager. The highlight of that year was the triumphal tour of the Australian cricket team, The Invincibles, captained by Don Bradman. The team stayed at the hotel when they played Derbyshire and I met some of them. Of course, my father had the most contact and told some stories about their high jinks. At one private dinner, they de-trousered the Vice-Captain, Lindsey Hassett. They gave me tickets for the match, and I spent two days watching in the blazing hot sun of that memorable summer (it was about 93 degrees F). When leaving, they presented my father with a splendid loving cup made for the team by Crown Derby. There were very few made, just enough for the team and a few for presentations. Sadly, ours was broken years ago, but I saw one not long ago in the Bradman Museum in Bowral, NSW. At the end of the school holidays I returned... Read more
Derby's Old West End
My father had a scrap-yard in Nuns Street. It was right next to the bridge over Markeaton Brook. I remember always asking to be picked up so I could look over the bridge - I don't know why! Markeaton Brook was filled with old bed-steads and all sorts of rubbish in those days - but it always fascinated me. There was an old building opposite Dad's scrap-yard. I remember it as Bennet and Sayers - but know nothing else about it. Can anyone enlighten me?
