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  1. Never heard of Parbold Road, Billinge. There's Parbold Avenue in Blackbrook on the old council estate. Don't know a Carr Mill Lane either. Carr Mill Road is in several sections. One from the end of Woodlands Road to the traffic lights on the East Lancs. Then across the other side of the Lancs. beside Carr Mill Dam until the beginning of Martindale Road, which is a continuation of the main road. Meanwhile, Carr Mill Road becomes a sort of a minor road, and meanders some distance through fields until it emerges again on to the main road in Billinge, opposite the shops. Maybe it was called Carr Mill Lane many years ago when it was smaller.
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    Thanks for the tip off, didn't really mean to offend, but having spent time away from St. Helens for 10 years or so I haven't half noticed a big difference in the 'make-up' of St. Helens people. But to keep on subject I suppose then adulteration of a language, even the meaning of moggie, is so sadly inevitable.
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    I have just completed a quick survey in the office in which I work, and the general consensus is that a moggie ia a mouse. As previously commented upon it is only since the over population of Scousers that the language has changed.
  4. The Cephos Bridge was in Blackbrook Road after the junction with Boardman's Lane. So called because of the big advert for Cephos headache powders painted on it. Was there when I was small and lived in Everton Grove. I think that Catholic School was built on part of the railway trackbed, so I am guessing some time in the sixties.
  5. I haven't been out there for many years, so the layout may be different now. At one time, when you drove out along Clock Face Road from St. Helens, you used to come to a bridge, with Gartons Lane on your right, and a handymans shop on the corner. If you drove over the bridge to go towards Bold, immediately on your right was a large pub called the Clock Face Hotel. The crisp factory, if I recall, was behind and to the side of the pub. The clock logo on the crisp packet was a drawing based on the clock which used to be on the old, original pub.
  6. When the 11+ was done away with, like yourself I had to spend my first two years in secondary education in a mixed gender school and I must say they were the most miserable two years of my life. I thoroughly enjoyed my time at Cowley, I firmly believe in single gender education and I have some very fond memories. Teachers that particularly come to mind are the German teacher Mr. Bent and his enormous sideburns and the delicious smell of Brut!, and Miss Bannister who taught English. I had lived away from St. Helens until last year and it was sad to see that North Block had been demolished and that South Block had been converted to apartments. And this is progress?!
  7. I went to Cowley School from '72 to '76. Just wondering if anyone out there went to the school during that time?
  8. Having gone to live in the States, I guess I was pretty much tied up in the present, although I would think about my home town from time to town. One of the most vivid memories was of when I was a teenager, and I used to hang around the old market on a Saturday. I would help out on a stall that sold costume jewelry. I thought the lady who owned it was a gipsy. She had big earrings and a headscarf, and certainly looked like you'd imagine a gipsy to be. She didn't pay much, but I enjoyed the atmosphere in the market. It was on the far side of the ring road. At the end of it was a brick wall, and there was a big gap where the wall had been broken down. If you stepped through the gap, you were on the canal bank. It used to always be misty from the steam caused by hot water from a factory discharging into the canal. If you put your hand in the water, it was quite warm, even in the winter. When it was getting dusk, the stallholders would light those kerosene pressure lanterns, which made a hissing sound. You had to keep pumping them from time to time or they'd go out. That was one of my jobs. The stallholders were real colorful, and there was always banter between them and the customers. Especially a guy who sold plates and such-like. He said some real naughty things, but I guess I was a bit young, and a lot of it went over my head. Happy times.
  9. When my folks would take me and my kid sister to the Capitol picture house, we always went to the Chinese restaurant in Duke Street afterwards. It was a real treat in those days. I recall it was the Golden Moon, next to a butcher shop, then the Talbot pub. My dad always said the Chinese waiters were inscrutable. I always wanted one of those dragon lanterns, and they bought me one from some place in Liverpool for my birthday. I had it in my room at University, but somebody liberated it.
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