Holidays In Salford.

A Memory of Salford.

Used to love going on holiday to Salford, yes, Salford as far I was concerned it was the greatest place ever when I was a nipper. My dad was a Salford lad born and bred, my gran stayed at number 6 Derby Street, first house on the right coming off Regent Road. My dad moved to Scotland in 1948 when he married my mum but a Salford lad he was and proud of it. My gran's house was opposite the baths, which although called Regent Road baths, were more or less on Derby Street. There used to be a seat on Regent Road at the top of Derby Street and I would sit there as a wee lad and watch the world go by. I remember the shop a bit further down on the other side of the street where I would buy my ice cream on a stick. I know Derby Street and many more are all gone now, but if I could go back in time just once for a wee look I would be off like a shot. Happy child hood memories, and yes, although born and bred in Scotland, I still and will always love Salford.