Great Harwood, Cock Bridge 1897
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Cock Bridge takes Whalley Road across the River Calder (now much cleaner than it used to be) and links Great Harwood and Whalley. This stone bridge is in an attractive spot, popular with walkers, as many good footpaths from Great Harwood, Whalley and Read converge here. Just above the bridge on the Great Harwood side is the Game Cock Inn.
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A Selection of Memories from Great Harwood
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 Great Harwood
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Yes, I live at Heights Farm Harwood in the Labourers Cottage. I remember Alfred's brother, Jim Blake and purchased the house from Jim's Son, Roger Blake in 2001.
We now have a premium pet food business from here www.heightsfarmpetfoods.co.uk and I have a picture from around 1930's or possibly earlier we use on our labels with a farmer and labourer. The farmer I believe is Alfred Blake. There's lots of tales about him that I have learned over the years.
Regards,
Stephen Ward
Does any one know any thing of Alfred Blake from Heights Farm, Roading Brook Road. I'm trying to do some research.
We lived at Bury Meadows Farm, Roading Brook Road, Harwood near Bolton Lancs, by the time I'd written that down everybody else had been waiting ages at Bradshaw School.
My sister Janet and I had many happy years at Bradshaw School with our cousins, John and Margaret Dewhurst who lived at Springfield on Roading Brook Road. Mr and Mrs Barker ran the school as headteachers. My first teacher was Miss Ivel. I ...see more
My dad was away fighting in the war, so mum and I moved to live with my granny and grandad at 13 Hardy Mill Rd. I remember from about 1945 I had a special friend called Desiree and we used to play across the road where there was a river, many times we got home with our feet wet and got a smack for it. My granny was very strict , she had to be, she had brought up 10 children on just a policeman's wage, grandad was ...see more
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