Clitheroe, From The Castle 1927
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We are looking north towards Kemple End. The first sod of the railway line at Clitheroe was cut on 30 December 1846. The large railway sidings that we can see here denote how important Clitheroe was as a distribution centre for this part of the Ribble Valley. After the livestock market on Monday (the sheep market), Tuesday and Friday, animals would head out all over Lancashire. The origin of the name Clitheroe is surrounded by doubts and mystery. The 'oe' at the end comes from the Old English 'hoh', meaning a hill or promontory. The 'Clith' part could come from OE 'clyde', stones or rocky. (The name had a 'd' in it until around 1650; the spellings 'Cliderhou', 'Clyderhowe' also appear in the past). 'The hill of lime or loose stones' is one meaning suggested in a recent book, or if we believe the name has a Celtic derivation, we end up with 'the shelter on a rock'; but no one can really pin the meaning down. One of Clitheroe's famous sons is Jimmy Clitheroe, who made us all laugh in the early days of radio - he really did come from Clitheroe. A family member keeps a cafe, Jimmy Clitheroe's, next to the market in the town centre; it has photographs and memorabilia all over the walls.

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A Selection of Memories from Clitheroe

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Clitheroe

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I remember playing in this paddling pool as a little boy in the Sixties, a copy of this photo halls in my hall.
This was a weekend to remember! The Clitheroe Morris Men invited several other dance "sides" to join them for a weekend of dancing, music and - of course - beer drinking! By a lucky chance I was included in this invitation due to a strange set of circumstances... Just the Autumn before, in 1979, I had begun to play my piano accordian for the Whitethorn Morris team in Harrow, ...see more
I remember this pool vividly! One day I was riding my tricyle round the outside of the pool, which wasn't filled with water at the time. Unfortunately I happened to fall in and I cut my hand on a broken glass. After 34 years I still have a scar to prove it.