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Young Corby, Once Called Corbie.
This photo must have been taken early in the morning because that play area was always packed with wee yins in the 1960s. I know because I was one of them. There were lots of what I used to call swing parks in Corby in the 1960s. Corby was a very young place in 1965, not just the new town but its people as well. The expanding steelworks attracted thousands of young migrants, mainly from Scotland. I remember I was on a bus with my mum travelling to Kettering, the nearest town to Corby. I was about four. I remember this very strange woman getting on the bus who had lines and wrinkles all over her face. I stared and stared till my mum told me off for being rude. The woman smiled at us. She said, in what I was to come to recognise as the local Northamptonshire accent, that I was to be forgiven. She remarked that I probably had never seen an old person before. She... Read more
My Working Days on Corby Market
This is a rare photo for me because I worked for about five years on the end stall on the left - third row in from the corner. I worked there on Friday mornings before going to the Grammar school, Friday evenings to pack everything up and all day on Saturdays. I was paid 2s 6d for the weekend's work. The stall was rented by Leslie Stevens - a grocer from Northampton and when I was 17 I passed my driving test and was allowed to drive his green van around the town to deliver everyones groceries. I met loads of wonderful people on my rounds. I also worked with interesting people on the stall - Mary Flood, her daughter Janet Flood amongst them. I remember the prank played by some students on the mural wall just opposite and next to the cafe. They dressed up in white and were spraying the wall keeping everyone away. They pretended that there were dangerous acid fumes coming off the wall. This... Read more
Anyone Else Connect to This Photo?
I was born in Kelvin Grove which is the road coming out on the left of this picture. My grandparents lived on the corner of Kelvin Grove & Rockingham Road, their names were Andrew and Elsie Robertson. My grandfather was known as Mr Coke Ovens because of the years he worked at Stewart & Lloyds. I remember shopping with my grandmother on this street, going to the Odeon cinema and having the best ice cream at Tipaldis. I would love to hear from anyone else who can relate to my family or my childhood. I attended Wood Newton Way Infants School, and two friends who lived near me in Willow Brook Road were Linton Proctor and Raymond Shillitoe.
Saturday Morning Pictures
My name is John O'Connor of the Dublin O'Connor/Kelly family. Saturday morning could not come quick enough for our family, myself and brother Marty would walk 5 miles to the morning show with a shilling between us. Looking forward to cartoons with Mickey Mouse, on-going serials with the Lone Ranger or Flash Gordon where the end finished with the hero about to come to a nasty end that you had to come back next week to see. The shows usually started with a sing-song generated by a compere, then a different game show like eating a donut on a string the fastest or, my favourite, a singing contest. The first one I won was singing "She Loves You" by the Beatles. I won a big bag of mixed sweets that we shared with all our mates.
I remember walking through the tough winter of '63 up to our knees in snow to get there and most annoyed to find it could not open. I remember thinking "Well, I walked 5... Read more
Grandparents House
My grandparents and family, including my father, used to live in Kelvin Grove. My dad, Joseph Gamble, married my mum Margaret Govern and moved around the corner to James Watt Avenue where I was born. I think your grandparents, the Robertsons lived next door for many a year, and was known as Granny Roberts before moving. I also remember queing up to get into the picture house - The Odeon.
My grandad and grandmother moved to the top of Occupation Road and ran the Mobil Garage, with the big white horse, before it got demolished, along with their lovely house and flats were built were they had stood.
Stocks Lane
My family and I lived in Stocks Lane, Drury's Garage was next to us at the top on the corner. The house we lived in still looks exactly the same today as it did so many years ago. Sadly Drury's house, which is shown in the picture, is in a dreadful state and new flats are in place of the garage. My friend lived above the shop John Manners and we often fought for a turn to ride the big rocking horse. Horace called the "Pinkun" on a Saturday night. I fetched hot water in a thermos flask from the chip shop across the road for the lady who kept the chemist shop and was paid 3d a week which I saved and bought Horlicks Tablets, which cost 9d and came in a tin! I too went to the Odeon with my older brother and was a member of their birthday club. I attended the Rowlett school when Miss Cottingham was our teacher and Mrs Russell kept the sweet shop... Read more
Our Lady's School
My most vivid memory of school is walking past the church and on to the wooden huts at the back. These huts were the infant school. I think that they came from an old POW camp. They were heated by old pot-bellied stoves that burned coke from the iron works (a by-product of making steel). I will always remember the smell of sulphur that came off this fuel.
Ah happy days!
