Nostalgic memories of Wolverhampton'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 11 - 20 of 24 in total
Riding my first motorbike down a crowded Dudley Street.
I remember going to the Grand Theatre at Christmas as a child from my Dad's works children's party. Our dads would pay so much a week for their children's Christmas party, and the young ones would have a party at the works canteen and the older ones would be taken to the pantomine at the Grand Theatre. I always remember being fascinated by the opera glasses that were fixed at the back of the seat in front, you ...see more
I remember visiting Bedford Williams' Store as a kid, it was opposite Beatties, it had wooden floors and when you paid, your money was sent up to the account room via a tube that sucked up after the assistant pressed a button, and then the receipt came back down with the change. I remember my Mom buying my school blouses from there and watching facinated as the assistant folded them on the counter.
I remember the first time I went downstairs to the "Mill' as my peers called it. In the cellar, it was dark, mysterious and wonderful. I had just started work and was finding my way around, like others, I was warned to keep away from this 'den of iniquity", however being me I ignored the warnings. I think the young lady behind the counter was called Maureen and she served the best hot chocolate in town. ...see more
My memories relate to 1949-1968 and I remember going to St. Paul's church hall to bop until I dropped with friends, and then had to walk home to Low-hill, shoes in hand, as we had missed the last bus. Happy times remembered with fondness.
Regards Pat Hunt (Cook, nee Round). I now live in Perth, Western Australia and would love to catch up with anyone from the old country, and share memories.
I remember Bedford Williams before it became part of Beatties. I think there was a rocking horse which children could ride (?near the stairs). I went with my granny and wanted to go on the horse, but she told me to wait because another child was first - it turned out to be a child dummy modelling childrens clothes!!
Milano's was always a place my mother told me not to go to. I worked in Queen Street in a solicitors and had to deliver mail to all the other offices by hand. I saw my first Beatles movie in Wolverhampton. My sister 's haunt was the Queens Dance Hall, she married one of the Wolves players in 1964. Dudley Street was the place to shop, with Marks and Spencers, all the shoe shops and Woolworths. I now live in the States but then I lived in Lower Penn.
Does anyone remember the sand pits in Sandy Lane, it was in the 1940s, the workmen had been called up for war service. We found we had the sand pits to play in as we wished, apart from one old watchman it was a young lad's dream, the rails and trolleys were left there, we had great fun, but we had the war on our minds as most of my mates had brothers away in the services. Does anyone have photos of old Sandy Lane?
Yes, the Milano was a little bit of the Left Bank in Wolverhampton. But what about the 'Troc'? It was a much more dubious place. 'Cool, Clean Consulate' were the other cigarettes if you wanted to pose and couldn't afford Passing Clouds.
Dainne
I remember going to the Grand Theatre in Lichfield Street when I was a child. My aunt took me to see Margaret Lockwood in 'Peter Pan'. Her daughter Julia Lockwood was playing Wendy. Afterwards my aunt took me to the stage door and managed to get Margaret Lockwood's autograph and Julia's for me. My aunt was quite well known at the Grand as she visited regularly. Her father, my grandfather, was a violinist in the ...see more