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About Krystyna

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  1. When I was about eight, my dad brought me here, not to swim, but instead to actually have a bath. It must have been between 1976/79. We were very poor and lived on Parson Cross, and my dad opened the door to reveal the blue of the swimming pool, and I was so excited to see it. But, I was ushered through another door where there was a lady filling up tub baths. I had a bath to myself, fillled with hot water and thoroughy loved it. We couldn't afford hot baths at home with lots of hot water, in fact, when I was little, I used to have a bath in one of thos washing machines with the spinner at the side - euch but loved it.... Never had a bath like this until that time my dad took me to Hillsborough (probably explains why I now have showers every morning and at night at home!) It was then I learnt the meaning of public baths. About a couple of years later, I finally went to enjoy the blue pool, those yellow curtains at each cubicle, and that freezing cold toilet at the bottom end..... Still vivid to this day.
  2. An interesting experience happened here in 1986/87 if I recall whilst I was on as Social Care Course. There was a ***, quiet, timid, caretaker/cleaner, I forgot his name, who was arrested for the murder of a teenage boy from Firth Park School. There was a link with a *** relationship that may have turned sour, the caretaker had murdered the boy who was found dead on Shirecliffe Lane, between Barnsley Road and Shirecliffe Road. I cannot beleive how 20 years has passed, and wonder if this caretaker has been released, or still remains in prison. I understand he got a life sentence. Does anyone know or recollect any more? Krystyna
  3. Hello, I'm new too, but wanted to say that I honestly cannot think of anything that can provide a prominent and exciting feature in the town centre compared to what the hole in the road provided before 1994. There is the new feature outside the train station, perhaps the winter gardens, maybe the silver balls next to the fountains near the town centre... nothing as striking... You knew where you was at the Hole, you knew that like a rabbit warren, you could go into a direction to any used part of the centre, such as high street, markets, snig hill, the small old bus station, arundel gate, pond street, midlands bank, rackhams, C&A and the clock on the co-op.... Getting to the inside of the hole was like reaching the epicentre, you was halfway to where you wanted to go, you had chance to breathe the fresh air coming through the hole, and if it was raiing hard you could walk under the sheltered arches and still get to where you wanted. Often, I had a cuppa in restaurant on the 2nd floor of Rackhams, and had a window view where I used to watch down onto all the walkers passing through or buses driving round. It was a very busy junction of people criss crossing through hte hole and I feel this was what made shopping in the centre good, and kept you dry, certainly better than meadowhall. Even though I'm 38, sometimes things have to move on, but this is one thing I do miss. Krystyna