Nostalgic memories of Walsall'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 22 in total
The shop on the right of the picture used to belong to my father and his brother. They bought it in about 1927. It was known as the Rendezvous.
My husband and I ran the Littleton Arms in the 1960s, my son Adam was born there in 1971 in the front bedroom. I remember Sunday nights when we had a pianist playing in the smoke room, what an atmosphere, it was great. I have many fond memories of the pub, we made many friends, but the most startling thing that happened was a car coming through the window and landing up by the bar, my children were ...see more
I met this girl in the basement bar of the George where they had the go go dancers, I bought her a drink and then took her home to a house up the Sutton rRad, arranged to see her on Sunday night, kissed goodnight and waved as she went in. Arrived to pick her up at 7-30, this house had been empty for a long time, it sounded hollow, I knocked on the next door's house and asked what had happened to Jackie and her ...see more
After leaving school I worked for a short time at Walsall Co-op in Bridge Street. One of my colleagues was a rather raffish young gentleman and 'man about town'. One day he invited me, which I thought a great honour, to have lunch at The Priory Hotel. I thought that it was all terribly grand despite the fact that it was only meat and two veg in an upstairs room. Afterwards he suggested that we go and have a ...see more
I was brought up in the Chuckery and so my friends and I regarded the Arboretum as our personal back yard and "'m going down the Arbo" was the usual refrain shouted to my mother in the school holidays. We usually entered the park by way of The Broadway but I always thought that the gates in the picture were particularly elegant and a wonderful entrance into this land where one could play on the swings, ...see more
I remember when I was 14 my friend Josie Weston and I rode our bikes along Broadway West to the Arboretum. We were walking along the paths and around by the lake when we met two boys and one of the boy's mothers worked for Josie's mother at Dawson's coaches. They asked if we would go on the lake and we said yes, so off we went on the lake in a rowing boat. We went all the way over the other side and ...see more
I left Walsall at the age of fifteen, at the time of the date of this picture. I loved the trolley buses and watching the trolley conductor change the rails. I remember the Bridge well, as shown in this picture. It was my task on a Saturday to collect and return my younger nephew every Saturday morning from my older sister, taking him home to Mom for the day so my sister could work in one of the shops on the Bridge. On ...see more
My parents were landlords of the Littleton Arms in the early 1960s era. I was around three years old or so then. Can remember the Saturday nights when bands played down in the bar, wooden beer barrels large and small being delivered into the cellar and Dad hooking them up. Bottles of "BabyCham" on shelves, the odd bag of crisps or pork scratchings for a treat and a Vimto! ... Go figure what lingers in the memory. I ...see more
I was born just around the corner from this photo, in Ward Stree, it's now a car park. This junction is going through yet another re vamp. As a teenager I would visit the Aboretum with friends and race the boats across the pond and get told off by the staff. We would visit every year for the lights, many now are from Blackpool.
This photo always reminds me of christmas as a child, there used to be a policeman sitting in the upstairs window of the bank, watching you cross the the road,he used a loud speaker to tell you when to cross and when not to the road, he used to tell you off if you crossed the road when it was not safe, me and my mates used to run across the road, so the policeman would tell us off, the area is now pedestrians only
