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  1. St Helens' Cattle Market.

    We moved to Carr Mill in Jan 1951 and I remember seeing the farmer driving his cattle along Carr Mill Road to the cattle market. Not sure how long it stayed open, but was certainly there in 1951.
  2. Strange St Helens words

    Yeah, I remember amarites. My dad used to say, "mind your mum, she's in her amarites" ("am I right or am I right", meaning she was never wrong. )
  3. The Arctic Star Medal. WW2.

    DD, Thanks for the information. Yes, I think my Dad qualifies. He was on the Arctic convoys/in Russia for about 18 months. The MOD wrote to me in August last year asking for a copy of his death certificate and for me to complete a Next of Kin form. I feel a bit more reassured now that you've said it's a sign-for delivery. Our postal system in Spain is not the best and we don't get home deliveries, just have to keep going in to the post office and asking if there's any mail for us. If there is, and it's not claimed after a fortnight, it gets sent back to where it came from, but its very hit and miss. I'll just have to keep fingers crossed and wait and see. Glad you got yours all sorted.
  4. The Arctic Star Medal. WW2.

    DD, I also applied for the Arctic Star for my Dad who was on the Arctic convoys as a stoker on HMS Chiltern. I got a letter in August, saying they were dealing with veterans and wives first and apologising for the delay, but I haven't heard anything else since then. Could you tell me did your medal come by registered post, as I am a bit worried about the vagaries of the Spanish postal service?
  5. Cowley School For Girls

    No, sorry I don't think I know your cousin, Ollie. I was there from 1956 and left in 1961. I wish now I'd stayed on and done A levels but in those days all I wanted to do was start working and earn money. At least in those days there was no difficulty getting a job when you left school.
  6. Cowley School For Girls

    Great links, Phyll. That certainly brought back a few memories. Yes, Ollie, I well remember the dark and dreary bottom corridor. Funny to see how the uniform had changed over the years, especially the mini skirts in the sixties and the trousers in the seventies and those awful green gingham dresses we had to wear in the fifties. Regulation length was below the knee, or at least touching the ground when you knelt down. Happy days, although I don't think we realised it at the time.
  7. Cowley School For Girls

    I was there 57 to 61. Miss Jackson and Miss Wood were head and deputy then as well. Yes, it was a good school and a good education - and no caning, unlike some of the the primary schools.
  8. Haulage contractor, Fingerpost

    I remember Bridge's transport in Brown Street in the 50's. My grandparents lived opposite in the terraced houses. The houses were demolished in the 1960s.
  9. silk weaving-croft near winwick!

    Quite a lot of silk weaving was done in Leigh (which I suppose isn't that far away from Croft) in the late 18th/early 19th century. It was a cottage industry but I don't think it was particularly well paid. I agree, it's surprising what you turn up when you start to investigate your ancestors.
  10. Around Carrmill Dam

    Lovely pictures. Thanks for sharing them.
  11. " Clancy's story"

    Thanks for the memories. Seems like only yesterday.
  12. Parish Church Junior School

    I was at Parish Church from about 1951 to 1957. I remember Mr Tabern, who used to throw the chalk (and sometimes the board duster) at us. He gave us all nicknames - "Piggy" Bacon, "Porky" Pie, "Gus" Harris among others. He always used to call me Eileen Dover - I was a few years older before I realised the joke! Also remember Miss Bradbury, who I hated. We used to go to Gerrards Bridge for school dinners and woe betide you if you left anything. She used to have you in the school hall afterwards and make you stand in groups, depending on how much food you had left, and then give you a good telling off in front of everybody. My mum said I often used to go home with cabbage in my pockets. Happy days, eh?
  13. Carr Mill, Pleasure Park.

    I agree with HJ. It was called the Cat's Whiskers in the 50s/early sixties when the amusements were there and the roller rink, and we used to hear the juke box over the loudspeakers on a weekend. I used to think it was great - don't think my mum and dad agreed. I remember one of the songs they used to play was "Lollipop" by the Mudlarks- so when was that - late 50's? How sad am I to remember that? Then it closed down and reopened as a night club with artists and bands on, possibly in the late 60s, early seventies.
  14. Carr Mill, Pleasure Park.

    I was interested to read this thread as I lived opposite Carr Mill dam from 1951 to 1969 and have very happy memories of playing round the dam, going on the little train, going to the bluebell woods, rolling down the grassy banks at Happy Valley and paddling on the steps. When we first lived there I can even remember the farmer walking his cattle along Carr Mill Road, taking them to the cattle auction that used to be near Burkhills cafe, I think. Happy days.
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