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Forty Hill, Maidens Bridge c.1955
Photo ref: F186012
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A Selection of Memories from Forty Hill

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 Forty Hill

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My Mother,Vera Wynne,worked here of an evening.My recollection is this would have been about 1955,and i certainly remember her mentioning Wally Reid. A year or two later i started working for Mr/s Pearce as a paperboy,delivering 2 rounds to the residents of Clay Hill and Baker Street.Happy Days! John Wynne.
I used to play piano in The Goat on Saturday nights, I was only 15, but don't tell anyone! Wally Reid was the Governor, and his son Norman used to play drums too! We lived in Russell Road, number 69, and opposite our house was a gravel pit. We could see the backs of the houses in St. George's Road across the pit, which was quite a playground for us kids.
On the left of the picture is the tall post on which the air raid siren is mounted, still there ten years after it was in service, I heard it several times before running to the "dugout" and before being shipped off to Oldham as a Vaccy. "The Goat" had a lovely sunken garden accessed by a steep flight of stairs from the bar area and a gate from the public footpath at the rear. The bus in ...see more
My dad was the butcher, we had the first shop in the row opposite the Goat pub, do you remember Roy?