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Caption for Accrington, Oak Hill Park 1899: Oak Hill Park was Accrington's second park, and the land was purchased bu the Corporation from Reginald Hargreaves for £12,000 in 1892. Work began in July of that year to prepare the estate for its opening as a park. The official opening took place on Whit Monday, 22 May 1893. It was an impressive occasion, as aldermen and councillors, and magistrates and mayors from the neighbouring towns joined the procession from the Town Hall. After the Mayor's speech of welcome, Reginald Hargreaves unlocked the main gates and the assembled crowds flooded into the park. The procession then moved to the bandstand, which had been presented by Councillor Joseph Duxbury; he had also given the new entrance gates and pillars. The Town Clerk, Mr Aitken, had provided swans and waterfowl to stock the lake which had been created, and the Accrington Brick and Tile Company had donated several terra-cotta vases which had been placeed in various spots in the park.

Memories of Accrington

My brother Anthony and I grew up in Barnes Street/Lee Street where my parents ran an off-licence from about 1953 - 1962. We both went to Miss Caulfield's Preparatory school and my brother went on to Blackburn Grammar School. We used to play in the streets and up at the coppice and the nearby park. I (...Read full memory)

We moved to Accrington fom Whalley 10th December 1941. I remember it because Syd Ashmeed and his band was broadcasting that day and Ronnie Brooks was the drummer and I wanted to listen to the broadcast but as we were moving I missed it. I started work at Howard & Bulloughs in April 1941 as an apprentice (...Read full memory)

This is Sacred Heart RC Church, in Accrington.  It has now been demolished.  I have many great memories and some not so great from this sacred place.  I felt like I had to share this info, with you when I saw this picture.  When the church was being knocked down there was a last service mass held and it was a ticket (...Read full memory)

I remember the creaky stairs and stodgy atmosphere of Central Preparatory so well, even though it's now 44 years since I last heard the sterling tones of Mrs Kilshaw resounding through the classroom. Miss Backhouse was my personal favourite: a gentle, caring teacher who had the patience others seemed to lack. I still live (...Read full memory)

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