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Preesall, Town Foot c.1955
Photo ref: P344001
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Here lived some of the workers in the salt mines, including Joe Danson, Jack Fairhurst, and Bill Davis. John Hall was Pilling and Preesall postman for forty-five years and one of the original members of Pilling Brass Band. His father was sexton at St John's. There were few post boxes so John used to blow a whistle as a signal for villagers to bring their mail.

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Memories of Preesall, Town Foot c1955

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. These memories are of Preesall, Town Foot c.1955

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I can still recall this picture 50 years on. As a child I walked this lane every day in the school week. My nana Mrs Dickinson lived in Acre Lane a little further on from the picture above. I went to Fleetwoods Charity School on the hill and went to my nana's every day for my dinner. I would go to the post office for her shopping on the way. I sometimes walked home from school this way up towards the hill, past the farm then down through the woods. Where did the good all days go?