TELLING TALES
Tale 3
Abiding memory of ................... on Peas Hill Rd in the 50s here
Abiding memory of ................... on Peas Hill Rd in the 50s here
Tale 4
"Nick Names" here
"Nick Names" here
Tale 5
Parading down St Ann's Well Rd hand in hand with another pupil? here
Parading down St Ann's Well Rd hand in hand with another pupil? here
Tale 5
Tony-Ann MillerAdmin · 31 March 2012
Can any one remember parading down St Ann's Well Rd hand in hand with another pupil... usually a girl, ...with your towel & bathers in the other hand, and a clean handkerchief in your pocket (never knew what that was for) along with all the other kids in the class, all the way from Board School down "Senty" past the Cavo and the Empress, turn left at the park, up Bath St. and eventually in to the Victoria Baths. What a great site that must have been.....then once you got to the Oval, you found an empty cubicle...quick change as fast as you could...put your undies on the that big hot pipe under the seat....so they were nice and warm when you eventually got ready again, a very quick bl**dy cold shower, "wash ye'r feet" then straight in M'duck......lovely....swimming around like a swarm of excited tadpoles ...... some of them leaving a pee green trail in the water...(isn't that the best feeling ever.....bogger the environment don't think the girls did that...)........the posh kids had goggles....but they used to lend them to you..."Giz a go" strapping em on.... and then diving down with clear vision to try and touch the bottom of the pool floor, (Just like Jaqui Gousto?) the further you went down your ears started to pop..but you could still hear the other kids shouting & slashing ,then crashing back to the surface.....for a lung of fresh air...Getting ready as quick as you can, because you were b****y freezing, trying to find your vest and socks...your eyes still stinging from the chlorine in the water....Then the excited walk back to school, hoping to catch a glimpse of your "Mam or Dad"....chatting about what a great time we all had at "The Victoria Baths" Marvellous......
Tony-Ann MillerAdmin · 31 March 2012
Can any one remember parading down St Ann's Well Rd hand in hand with another pupil... usually a girl, ...with your towel & bathers in the other hand, and a clean handkerchief in your pocket (never knew what that was for) along with all the other kids in the class, all the way from Board School down "Senty" past the Cavo and the Empress, turn left at the park, up Bath St. and eventually in to the Victoria Baths. What a great site that must have been.....then once you got to the Oval, you found an empty cubicle...quick change as fast as you could...put your undies on the that big hot pipe under the seat....so they were nice and warm when you eventually got ready again, a very quick bl**dy cold shower, "wash ye'r feet" then straight in M'duck......lovely....swimming around like a swarm of excited tadpoles ...... some of them leaving a pee green trail in the water...(isn't that the best feeling ever.....bogger the environment don't think the girls did that...)........the posh kids had goggles....but they used to lend them to you..."Giz a go" strapping em on.... and then diving down with clear vision to try and touch the bottom of the pool floor, (Just like Jaqui Gousto?) the further you went down your ears started to pop..but you could still hear the other kids shouting & slashing ,then crashing back to the surface.....for a lung of fresh air...Getting ready as quick as you can, because you were b****y freezing, trying to find your vest and socks...your eyes still stinging from the chlorine in the water....Then the excited walk back to school, hoping to catch a glimpse of your "Mam or Dad"....chatting about what a great time we all had at "The Victoria Baths" Marvellous......
Tale 4
Tony-Ann Miller Admin · 21 June 2012
"NICK NAMES"
Why is it that when I was a young boy growing up in St. Ann's, most of my mates had a nick name of some kind. I have asked my Grandson's and they tell me that they always tend to use there friends Christian name..EG..Tyrone, Max, Jack, Taylor, etc...and nick names in there generation is unusual...strange eh...but how did we arrive at a nick name of a mate.."Shorty" : Alan Shortland. Deckie: Tony Dexter. "Wally" Steve Waldron. "Moggy" : Roy Morris etc. I understand...but then you get "Hambone" : Bob Howcroft. "Peanut" : David Rowbotham. and your parents used to use your nicknames... M'i Mam...."Finish your breakfast off Tony, Shorty's at the back door".....or "I saw Wally's Dad in the Havelock" last night... mine was "Midge Miller" because I was always the smallest boy in the class....however, Mick Daft's nick name was "Blow Blow" where did that come from? you may ask.... one day when I feel brave enough.... I will explain how he arrived with that particular Nick Name...because I like a few other BB boy's were there when it happened....and the "Blow Blow" has stuck with him now for over 50 years...I meet up with a few BB old boy's once a month to reminiss and sort the world out... and we insist on Nick names...Did you have a printable.... Nick Name....and perhaps why...
Some responses:
1. my uncle was known as Sid, but his name was Cyril ????
2. I was called Max when I started work, but the most common name being Dusty as yours would be Tony!!!
3. In my family i was always called Bud..or Buddy Nose...
4. Keith my Dad was called Dusty Miller all his life and I think that originated from when he was in the Army. me it's still Midge Miller...
5. I think originally it derives from the miller and flour being "dusty". People with surname of Rhodes also have the same nickname!!
6. where did the name "Dido" Morris come from......
7. Bob, where did your nick name "Hambone" come from?
8. my nick name was Beg /Bej , also Tony our son has been known by everyone but immediate family as Boz since the age of 7ish it is used on all his mail invites trophies ect, it derives from Horace Morris then Boris morris then Boz by his friends from primary school
9. just a couple of Nick names (Shep)Mick Shepherd) (Harty) DereK Hart) (Speno) Dave Spencer) (Batchy Wilson) Trev Wilson?) (Wooze) Wally Parks) R.I.P) (Hoggy) Alan Bingham (R.I.P) (Sal) Bob Young) These lads were just after you older Guys & Gals (with all Respect ) But Most had older Siblings at both Morley/Board School also Roger (Dodger ) Flowers, Trevor (Sos) Rothwell.
10. Never had a nickname that I can recall. Perhaps it’s a boy thing. What do you reckon ladies?
11. it was a Boy thing giving nick names, it was not the done thing back then to Derogerise the Girls they did have certain Respect from us lads despite what might have been said when Lads got together & were boasting of non existent Conquests hahaha after all the Girls were the next generation to our mothers and therefore to call a girl in a bad way was like calling your Mum ok. in my opinion anyway
12. sorry don’t know where the word Derogerise came from meant to put Disrespect will look in Dictionary lol could I have made up a word to add to our Language such as Yomping was given status during the Falklands conflict lol
13. Being a twin +having red hair we got plenty of names - tweedle dee tweedle dum ,pinky and perky , ginger-nut , to name but a few but also swiftly as my maiden name was swift but I was also very good at running and won all my races on sports day also wo…See more
14. Tony-Ann Miller Here....Here......."Midge Miller".
15. I got the nickname moody min , poor me
16. But many years ago they changed it to Jean Queen
Tony-Ann Miller Admin · 21 June 2012
"NICK NAMES"
Why is it that when I was a young boy growing up in St. Ann's, most of my mates had a nick name of some kind. I have asked my Grandson's and they tell me that they always tend to use there friends Christian name..EG..Tyrone, Max, Jack, Taylor, etc...and nick names in there generation is unusual...strange eh...but how did we arrive at a nick name of a mate.."Shorty" : Alan Shortland. Deckie: Tony Dexter. "Wally" Steve Waldron. "Moggy" : Roy Morris etc. I understand...but then you get "Hambone" : Bob Howcroft. "Peanut" : David Rowbotham. and your parents used to use your nicknames... M'i Mam...."Finish your breakfast off Tony, Shorty's at the back door".....or "I saw Wally's Dad in the Havelock" last night... mine was "Midge Miller" because I was always the smallest boy in the class....however, Mick Daft's nick name was "Blow Blow" where did that come from? you may ask.... one day when I feel brave enough.... I will explain how he arrived with that particular Nick Name...because I like a few other BB boy's were there when it happened....and the "Blow Blow" has stuck with him now for over 50 years...I meet up with a few BB old boy's once a month to reminiss and sort the world out... and we insist on Nick names...Did you have a printable.... Nick Name....and perhaps why...
Some responses:
1. my uncle was known as Sid, but his name was Cyril ????
2. I was called Max when I started work, but the most common name being Dusty as yours would be Tony!!!
3. In my family i was always called Bud..or Buddy Nose...
4. Keith my Dad was called Dusty Miller all his life and I think that originated from when he was in the Army. me it's still Midge Miller...
5. I think originally it derives from the miller and flour being "dusty". People with surname of Rhodes also have the same nickname!!
6. where did the name "Dido" Morris come from......
7. Bob, where did your nick name "Hambone" come from?
8. my nick name was Beg /Bej , also Tony our son has been known by everyone but immediate family as Boz since the age of 7ish it is used on all his mail invites trophies ect, it derives from Horace Morris then Boris morris then Boz by his friends from primary school
9. just a couple of Nick names (Shep)Mick Shepherd) (Harty) DereK Hart) (Speno) Dave Spencer) (Batchy Wilson) Trev Wilson?) (Wooze) Wally Parks) R.I.P) (Hoggy) Alan Bingham (R.I.P) (Sal) Bob Young) These lads were just after you older Guys & Gals (with all Respect ) But Most had older Siblings at both Morley/Board School also Roger (Dodger ) Flowers, Trevor (Sos) Rothwell.
10. Never had a nickname that I can recall. Perhaps it’s a boy thing. What do you reckon ladies?
11. it was a Boy thing giving nick names, it was not the done thing back then to Derogerise the Girls they did have certain Respect from us lads despite what might have been said when Lads got together & were boasting of non existent Conquests hahaha after all the Girls were the next generation to our mothers and therefore to call a girl in a bad way was like calling your Mum ok. in my opinion anyway
12. sorry don’t know where the word Derogerise came from meant to put Disrespect will look in Dictionary lol could I have made up a word to add to our Language such as Yomping was given status during the Falklands conflict lol
13. Being a twin +having red hair we got plenty of names - tweedle dee tweedle dum ,pinky and perky , ginger-nut , to name but a few but also swiftly as my maiden name was swift but I was also very good at running and won all my races on sports day also wo…See more
14. Tony-Ann Miller Here....Here......."Midge Miller".
15. I got the nickname moody min , poor me
16. But many years ago they changed it to Jean Queen
Tale 3
Steve Bloomer 29 July 2015
Abiding memory of the fun, excitement and danger of life on Peas Hill Rd in the 50s
I'm sure we all adored growing up in and around St Ann's and I have one abiding memory of the fun, excitement and danger of life on Peas Hill Rd in the 50s. Most of the excitement and danger came in the form of the Redman brothers. They were the loveable rogues of Peas Hill. There was no paternal influence in their lives and even at the tender age of 5 or 6 I felt the sorrow which weighed so heavily on their poor Mother trying to control two such ruffians. The eldest was Jimmy and if someone had something that he didn't, like a toy sword from Goose Fair, then it was his by rights or so he thought.
However, I promised a tale of excitement and danger and it all happened one Saturday after Cavo. Little Jimmy's fave programme was Wagon Train, so wanting to emulate his hero, Ward Bond, he decided to form a wagon train of his own. So he and his brother started scouring the streets for any unfortunate child in possession of a set of wheels, be it peddle car, scooter, roller skates, whatever could roll downhill. You could actually see mothers grabbing their unsuspecting offspring and removing them to the safety of 'Indoors' as the Redmans approached. This did not dissuade Jimmy from his mission and having collected what victims he could, led us all with our assortment of wheeled conveyances, to the top of Edgar Rise, to us, then, a mountainous hill which runs 90 degrees off Peas Hill then on into Cooper St. on the other side of same.
Now little Jimmy had a war cry: See Me Coming In My Car!! He also had a speech impediment so what he actually said as he went bravely into battle was: Tee me Tummin In My Tar!! He also had an RAF leather flying helmet and goggles, probably a souvenir brought back from the war by a brave father for a doting son but which Jimmy thought should be his, and he, like me, had a red peddle car though his was almost unrecognisable as such. Anyrodeup, at the top of Edgar Rise he produced a ball of string and proceeded to tie all the vehicles together, one behind the other to form his 'caravan of doom'. It was peddle cars up front, scooters in the middle and those on skates were at the back and had to hold on to a length of string tied around the waist of the one in front. So with his 'Wagon Train' in formation he stood up in the seat of his battered car, turned to his quivering comrades, pushed the flying cap out of his eyes, pulled his goggles down, which settled somewhere around his chin, and with a flourishing wave of the arm and a cry of "Wagons Ho" that Ward Bond would be proud of, he jumped into his seat and we were off. We rapidly built up speed, car drivers peddling like fury and everyone else hanging on for dear life, all 10 or 12 of us hurtling headlong towards the sharp right turn into Peas Hill. The noise of all those wheels clattering down the hill almost drowned out Jimmy's cries of "Tee Me Tummin, Tee Me Tummin!! IT WAS MADNESS! Half way down there was some disquiet among the ranks, particularly those on skates who were beginning to comprehend the enormity of the situation and that this probably would not end well.
Now it was Jimmy's ambition to negotiate the turn into Peas Hill and continue to St Ann's Well Rd without too many casualties. What he failed to take into consideration was that as his column of stalwart idiots turned the corner the column described an ever greater arc plus the fact that NCC had strategically placed a lamp post on the corner, probably to discourage this sort of expedition, but our wagon master was not perturbed. Jimmy's, mine and the car behind got round ok, albeit on two wheels, but as we trundled on towards St Ann's Well we heard string snapping, metal clashing and looked back to see a pile of scooters wrapped round said lamp post and the walking wounded picking themselves off the floor, then the skaters whizzed into view, they shot across Peas Hill and straight down Cooper St, still holding on to each others string and crying "Help......can't stop!!"
Little Jimmy never gave up trying to negotiate that corner with a full compliment and he always seemed to have a ready number of victims to help..... well, it was fun. it was exciting and it was dangerous. Wonder where he is now.
What are your abiding memories of childhood in St Ann's ?
Steve Bloomer 29 July 2015
Abiding memory of the fun, excitement and danger of life on Peas Hill Rd in the 50s
I'm sure we all adored growing up in and around St Ann's and I have one abiding memory of the fun, excitement and danger of life on Peas Hill Rd in the 50s. Most of the excitement and danger came in the form of the Redman brothers. They were the loveable rogues of Peas Hill. There was no paternal influence in their lives and even at the tender age of 5 or 6 I felt the sorrow which weighed so heavily on their poor Mother trying to control two such ruffians. The eldest was Jimmy and if someone had something that he didn't, like a toy sword from Goose Fair, then it was his by rights or so he thought.
However, I promised a tale of excitement and danger and it all happened one Saturday after Cavo. Little Jimmy's fave programme was Wagon Train, so wanting to emulate his hero, Ward Bond, he decided to form a wagon train of his own. So he and his brother started scouring the streets for any unfortunate child in possession of a set of wheels, be it peddle car, scooter, roller skates, whatever could roll downhill. You could actually see mothers grabbing their unsuspecting offspring and removing them to the safety of 'Indoors' as the Redmans approached. This did not dissuade Jimmy from his mission and having collected what victims he could, led us all with our assortment of wheeled conveyances, to the top of Edgar Rise, to us, then, a mountainous hill which runs 90 degrees off Peas Hill then on into Cooper St. on the other side of same.
Now little Jimmy had a war cry: See Me Coming In My Car!! He also had a speech impediment so what he actually said as he went bravely into battle was: Tee me Tummin In My Tar!! He also had an RAF leather flying helmet and goggles, probably a souvenir brought back from the war by a brave father for a doting son but which Jimmy thought should be his, and he, like me, had a red peddle car though his was almost unrecognisable as such. Anyrodeup, at the top of Edgar Rise he produced a ball of string and proceeded to tie all the vehicles together, one behind the other to form his 'caravan of doom'. It was peddle cars up front, scooters in the middle and those on skates were at the back and had to hold on to a length of string tied around the waist of the one in front. So with his 'Wagon Train' in formation he stood up in the seat of his battered car, turned to his quivering comrades, pushed the flying cap out of his eyes, pulled his goggles down, which settled somewhere around his chin, and with a flourishing wave of the arm and a cry of "Wagons Ho" that Ward Bond would be proud of, he jumped into his seat and we were off. We rapidly built up speed, car drivers peddling like fury and everyone else hanging on for dear life, all 10 or 12 of us hurtling headlong towards the sharp right turn into Peas Hill. The noise of all those wheels clattering down the hill almost drowned out Jimmy's cries of "Tee Me Tummin, Tee Me Tummin!! IT WAS MADNESS! Half way down there was some disquiet among the ranks, particularly those on skates who were beginning to comprehend the enormity of the situation and that this probably would not end well.
Now it was Jimmy's ambition to negotiate the turn into Peas Hill and continue to St Ann's Well Rd without too many casualties. What he failed to take into consideration was that as his column of stalwart idiots turned the corner the column described an ever greater arc plus the fact that NCC had strategically placed a lamp post on the corner, probably to discourage this sort of expedition, but our wagon master was not perturbed. Jimmy's, mine and the car behind got round ok, albeit on two wheels, but as we trundled on towards St Ann's Well we heard string snapping, metal clashing and looked back to see a pile of scooters wrapped round said lamp post and the walking wounded picking themselves off the floor, then the skaters whizzed into view, they shot across Peas Hill and straight down Cooper St, still holding on to each others string and crying "Help......can't stop!!"
Little Jimmy never gave up trying to negotiate that corner with a full compliment and he always seemed to have a ready number of victims to help..... well, it was fun. it was exciting and it was dangerous. Wonder where he is now.
What are your abiding memories of childhood in St Ann's ?
Tale 2
Rob Palmer 9 April 2014
There was a shop on Flewitt Street, a green grocers,a very tiny place it used to smell of ?! it wasn't until years later that I realised that the smell was of rotting veg, an old couple ran it I think there names were George and Ada Wright. Anyway, George had this big red thing on his face where his nose should have been and it was always running, me mam used to send me round there for half a pint of soaked peas on a Sunday morning and I used to stand mesmerised as George would scoop up the peas in a half pint mug whilst the droplets of his nose was dripping in them. Needless to say I always refused the hot peas with my Sunday dinner saying that I didn't like them....
Rob Palmer 9 April 2014
There was a shop on Flewitt Street, a green grocers,a very tiny place it used to smell of ?! it wasn't until years later that I realised that the smell was of rotting veg, an old couple ran it I think there names were George and Ada Wright. Anyway, George had this big red thing on his face where his nose should have been and it was always running, me mam used to send me round there for half a pint of soaked peas on a Sunday morning and I used to stand mesmerised as George would scoop up the peas in a half pint mug whilst the droplets of his nose was dripping in them. Needless to say I always refused the hot peas with my Sunday dinner saying that I didn't like them....
Tale 1
There was a sweet shop on Plantagenet Street, we used to go in there from work at Marathon Knitwear. There was an old lady behind the counter, it was always so dark and we called the shop Fusty's because it always smelled fusty. There was a pub on the corner, cant remember its name tho, and Pork Farms was round the corner. The workers used to go in the pub at lunchtime with dirty overalls. We would have to watch where we sat when we went in. yuk. We could also watch the pies etc go along the outside conveyer belt in all weathers. ..Amelia Ann Walker 9 April 2014
There was a sweet shop on Plantagenet Street, we used to go in there from work at Marathon Knitwear. There was an old lady behind the counter, it was always so dark and we called the shop Fusty's because it always smelled fusty. There was a pub on the corner, cant remember its name tho, and Pork Farms was round the corner. The workers used to go in the pub at lunchtime with dirty overalls. We would have to watch where we sat when we went in. yuk. We could also watch the pies etc go along the outside conveyer belt in all weathers. ..Amelia Ann Walker 9 April 2014