My Memories of the 50s
Miss Partridge always had a small tin containing small blackcurrant gums, she always had one when reading a story.
On Fridays, when in Miss Palmer's class, I always went to dad's for her meat.
Vicar Heywood came to school and taught us hymns.
We always had our chimney swept by Sammy Thorpe who would send us outside to watch for his brush coming out of the top of the chimney.
We lived in a cottage on High Street with Shentals grocers next door, across the road was the butchers run by
Behind the cottages was a
In the summer my brother and I would love to go with dad to Dad's uncle's farm on Whitelow Lane. Haymaking - well, riding on the trailer - was great fun.