Featherstone, Green Lane c.1960
Photo ref: F87027B
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Memories of Featherstone, Green Lane c1960

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. These memories are of Featherstone, Green Lane c.1960

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She was born in 1906 and her name was Mary Alice emery and she lived at 34 Stanley street.she eventualy moved to London where I was born in 1993. She often told the tale of a lizzey butterworth who used to go to all the funerals for a good feed.
My grandfather, Reginald (Reg) Bettley, was the local Funeral Director who lived at 36 Green Lane. I still have his car number plate - OYG1. I remember the Doctor's house and surgery that was just up the road. I lived in Featherstone from 1956, after my father died, until the start of 1962, when my grandfather retired. I recall a communal bonfire around 5 November and playing on the spoil heaps, some of ...see more
I remember the working man's club very well, and going in with my grandad when I was young. The reason I'm writing this is that my grandfather died in 1993, January 22nd. His name was Raymond Smith, known as Ray. He was tall, with blue eyes and dark hair, who loved his ale in his silver tankard in the WMC and was a heavy smoker. He was 56 when he died and lived his life in the Green Lane WMC. He lived in a flat over the ...see more
I was in Featherstone at the weekend and visited Cressys Corner as my grandparents lived there in the 1960s. I'm doing our family tree and visited various places in Featherstone. It all looks so different to when I was growing up there 40 years ago. We lived in Purston and I went to Regent Street infants (is the school still there?), Purston junior school (now bungalows) and South Feath school, many happy memories. My dad worked in the town hall in the park and was a rugby referee.