Wartime And Later

A Memory of Ingleton.

My mum and I were evacuated to Ingleton during WWII from Wallasey in the Wirral, after we had been bombed out. We lived at 129 New Village and when we went back to Wallasey after the end of the war, my Grandparents, Mr and Mrs Tyler moved in to 129 and lived there until the late '60's. That was great for me as it meant that I could keep up with my Ingleton friends, as I spent much of my summer hols staying with my Grandparents, sometimes with my sister Lyn. We had the whole of the moors as our playground, as long as we promised not to go near Gaping Ghyl. Happy days. I visited twice last year and the village still gives me a real feeling of belonging.