Nostalgic memories of Crook's local history
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For well over 10 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. Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.
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Many people assume the P H on the chimney was painted on This is not correct the letters were made of fully glazed white bricks these bricks had also been used in the toilet / showers and wash room I worked there as an electrician from 1973 until 1984 when I was transferred to the sister works at hunwick Before I left (...Read full memory)
My nan was born 11 woodifield rows crook to her parents Thomas butcher who worked in the colliery he married Ethel butcher they had 4 children
Can anybody please tell me the name of the pit(s) that was/were closest to Arthur Street in Crook during the period 1925-1935?
Kick the can, blocky, true dare, will, force, cant tell,or promise, I think it went something like that. I can't remember the game but we used a word 'skinch' that meant you where neutural or something like that. I was talking to my old friend Greg about our younger days and he said to me, you know all the things we did as (...Read full memory)
Yes, I remember Pickford and Holland chimney, it was a landmark for the villas with the letters PH on it in white paint, it imortalised Phillip Hansom. I remember years later when it was demolished, must have been around 1983 or 1984. I remember when we used to have a rope swing inside the building and swing off the sacks (...Read full memory)
There were four Italian shops in the town when that nation joined Hitler. Tazioli, Vincenti and Rinaldi had ice cream/sweetie shops. Moscadini had a fish and chip shop, a thriving business. The first three kept very quiet but silly old Moscadini would go down the pub and tell all the lads about what cowards the English (...Read full memory)
Thankyou to you all for sharing your memories, I have really enjoyed reading them. I know this is not a memory, but I would really appreciate some help in tracing my dad's past/relatives and maybe even his place of birth. My dad, Sydney Watson, has just passed away aged 96. He was a typical Geordie (...Read full memory)
Went to live in Crook: Rosedean, West Road, in 1937. Everybody spoke a foreign language even though I came from only a few miles away, Northallerton. Or maybe I was the one who spoke a strange tongue. Many happy memories of playing on the farm over our back wall. At school my teacher, Mr. Gibb, caned me a lot although the other (...Read full memory)
We didn't need a gym, we got our fresh air and exercise outdoors. Couldn't wait to catch up with friends after school, John, Kevin and myself went to Saint Cuthberts Catholic School, the only Catholic family living there at the time. Church every Sunday, back home, out of or good clothes and off we went. It (...Read full memory)
All those names, so familiar, brings faces from the past like it was yesterday, happy days we took for granted,not realising how lucky we were having such a close group of friends, who looked out for each other through thick or thin. None of us were rich financially, we didn't need money, computers, (...Read full memory)