Nostalgic memories of Davenham's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 13 in total

Spent my formative years here at Davenham Primary. Although not knowing, Kay Prescott was also here and was later to become my wife (some 20 years later). Walking down Church street to the church hall for lunch was always interesting. Doubt with H&S that would be highly frowned on today.
This was my first school, about 1953 I think. I lived on Leftwich Green, Dobells Road and either walked to school or got on the bus - never would be contemplated for a 5 yr old today. I was in love with Elspeth Bell and Kay Prestcott, but left the school in 1956 when my dad was sent abroad with ICI for 2 years, so another tale of unrequited love! I remember being marched up towards the church for medicals ...see more
I grew up in Davenham and so did my dad, Terence Littlemore. He's now in his late eighties and loves telling us stories about when he was a small boy and how hard life was then...but very enjoyable. Before he went to school (in Davenham) he would deliver milk for Horace Foden on his milk cart which was pulled by a carthorse. After deliveries he would take the horse back and feed it, then go on to school, ...see more
This view of Davenham Church shows the house in which I grew up. The property, the former vicarage, had been split into semi's and I lived in the left hand side as you look - Church Croft. I lived there for 17 years - from Easter 1959 and I love the house to this day!
I lived next door to the Church for 17 years and during that time, I climbed to the top of the spire just once. In 1962 when I was 10, some neighbours were having their house decorated. Being an outgoing (some would say nosey) child, it didn't take me long to befriend the two men who were doing the work. One day, during the summer holidays, they told me that they had got permission from the vicar to go to the top ...see more
I lived next door to Davenham Church, and one summer's day, when I was about 7, I went for a walk around the churchyard. Hearing a rustling noise on the ground, I crouched down, parted some long grass, and found a baby hedgehog. Now my sister and I had had a tortoise, and he had died during the winter, so I thought the hedgehog would make a great pet. Running back home, I found a wooden box and my dad's ...see more
Bert Price's Shop was at the top of our street - Church Street. Bert Prices' shop sold anything and everything. From household buckets and dusters to DIY tools, firewood, fire lighters and paraffin for the heater in our bathroom. It was run - if memory serves me right - by Mr Price and two sons. It was the shop of choice that my dad took me to when I repeatedly mithered him for a penknife -that would be when I was ...see more
This field was behind our house and is accessed from a path that runs along the churchyard wall. From the age of about 7, I spent many a happy hour with my dog Shep - just wandering around the field looking at the Buttercups, spying rabbit holes and trying to keep the dog out of dried cow pats. The path continued onto the bypass - and it is this route that my errant dog Shep would take, in order to visit Leftwich ...see more
In the Easter of 1959, I was six years old and that is when I moved into Church Croft, Church Street, Davenham. On the day that we moved, I recall my dad telling the driver of the removal van that he should drive to "Davenham Roundabout" and then turn off into the village. Although I had been to see the house that we were moving into, this was the first time I had heard of "Davenham ...see more
My parents bought the nearest semi to the detached house in Grovemount when it had just been built, I believe they paid in the region of £2000 for it. I was born in 1966 and this was my home until 1987, my parents are still there now. I have many happy memories playing outside the house with children from other houses in Grovemount. There is a lamp post outside my parents' home, I don't remember that being there at ...see more