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Mum has found this newspaper cutting dated 18 september 1999 this was the last reunion she went to.Has there been any others ?
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One for Waterside Echo, does he remember a double decker bus on Parkwood.

As you know neddy up until the late 1970s it was possible if not practical to drive a D/D fom Parkwood Road North all the way through to the bottom of Douglas Road, or down Parkwood Road to Neepsend Lane. Jimmy Childs used this route when quarrying opposite the bowling green in the 1950s. I used to see Longdons ex Sheffield Corporation works bus near the junction of Parkwood Road North/ Douglas Road, I think that was their driver training route. A decker was used in 1975 when the Lord Mayor opened the new park where the gunpits used to be, but that was approached from the top of Shirecliffe Hill. Oh ,and I once saw a D/D coach trying to get under the railway arch on its way to the ski slope. W/E.

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As you know neddy up until the late 1970s it was possible if not practical to drive a D/D fom Parkwood Road North all the way through to the bottom of Douglas Road, or down Parkwood Road to Neepsend Lane. Jimmy Childs used this route when quarrying opposite the bowling green in the 1950s. I used to see Longdons ex Sheffield Corporation works bus near the junction of Parkwood Road North/ Douglas Road, I think that was their driver training route. A decker was used in 1975 when the Lord Mayor opened the new park where the gunpits used to be, but that was approached from the top of Shirecliffe Hill. Oh ,and I once saw a D/D coach trying to get under the railway arch on its way to the ski slope. W/E.

Had Dave White round and he says he can remember a double decker being brought from Parkwood Road North past the bowling green and round to what became Felthams, but he seems to think it was an Italian? fella who had the place between Piggy Moore and Feltham owning it.

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Apropos of nothing, my Grandma and her sister both lived on Parkwood Springs, Grandma (Elsie Greenwood) at 107 Wallace Road (thanks to Neddy for posting the 1948 residents list in 2007) and Auntie Mabel (George Wragg) at 136 Farfield Road. They both pretty much lived there until demolition. My Grandma was moved to new flats on Glenholme Road S13 (think her postal address was Handsworth) and Auntie Mabel to Gleadless. As a kid in the 70s, we would visit Wallace Road regularily, and I was always amazed that Grandma had brought up seven children in a two up, two down house. I can remember seeing electric freight trains on the Woodhead Line and possibly passenger trains although I would have three when the last ones ran. The houses were in a poor state in the last few years - I can also remember my Dad pushing down an old dividing wall, possibly in one of the courts, to stop it collapsing when kids were playing on it - there were children of my age on the road just months before the bulldozers moved in. My Dad also had some of the radiators out of one of the pubs, either on Rutland Road or Douglas Road, that was demolished around 1976. They were still going strong when we sold the house in Doncaster in 2005.

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I used to live at 89 Wallace Road, Parkwood Springs opposite the Methodist church. I am now 51 and have fond memories of my time there does any one have any photos or memories to share ?

I was born at 22 Pickering Road at my aunt's house. My uncle and father (brothers Fred & John) were away fighting in WW2. My cousins lived in the same house until the late 1950's, when they moved to the Shiregreen estate prior to the ultimate decimation of Parkwood Springs.

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I was born at 22 Pickering Road at my aunt's house. My uncle and father (brothers Fred & John) were away fighting in WW2. My cousins lived in the same house until the late 1950's, when they moved to the Shiregreen estate prior to the ultimate decimation of Parkwood Springs.

I only just got onto this thread...Sorry !!! I lived on Douglas Road from being born...1957 until about 1973 .Went to Hillfoot Junior School and then Chaucer.I can remember Turners fish and chip shop as well as Hopkins grocery shop and Bakers newsagents.Walking down the railroad steps to Hillfoot was quite a way but going down Douglas road to catch the bus for Chaucer was worse !!!

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I only just got onto this thread...Sorry !!! I lived on Douglas Road from being born...1957 until about 1973 .Went to Hillfoot Junior School and then Chaucer.I can remember Turners fish and chip shop as well as Hopkins grocery shop and Bakers newsagents.Walking down the railroad steps to Hillfoot was quite a way but going down Douglas road to catch the bus for Chaucer was worse !!!

hi kid yes i remember it also and lots more besides, hillfoot school on our return from south africa on to chaucer 66-70, left springs 73 (married) still am to same girl a feat in its self these days

playing football all day long sundays no sign of cramp, not like mamby pambys of today, sometimes 20 a side everyone joined in, and left one by one as dinner was ready, then re join full o yorks pud.

played on douglas terrace nets drawn on walls of mcshanes n aistrops or used small entrance to lumbys yard n mcshanes swing frame them were the days.

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I was born at 22 Pickering Road at my aunt's house. My uncle and father (brothers Fred & John) were away fighting in WW2. My cousins lived in the same house until the late 1950's, when they moved to the Shiregreen estate prior to the ultimate decimation of Parkwood Springs.

I only came across this site today. I was born at Mount Road, Parkwood Springs in 1939 and lived there throughout the war and until 1956, when I joined the Royal Navy. My grandparents lived on Wallace Road. My first memory I distinctly recall is being in the air raid shelter across the road from us in the back garden of the Roberts family. Muriel Roberts said to me 'Put your fingers into your ears and you won't hear the bombs dropping'. I realised later that it wasn't the bombs so much as the anti-aircraft battery firing away on top of 'the wood' -which is what later became the ski slope. I went to Hillfoot School from 1944 to 1954. The first headmaster there was Mr. McIver and he was succeeded by Mr. Simmons. In the reception class we had Miss Robertson and Miss Buxton and the latter was a real tartar who would grab you by the ear to gain your attention or hit you over the head with a book. The Kids I remember from my class are Michael Jessop, Roy Hayward, Barry Humphreys, Harvey Howe, Eric Garland, Michael Walker, Trevor Nash, Joyce Jackson, Glenys Butcher, Joan Hanstock and several others too many to mention.

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I only came across this site today. I was born at Mount Road, Parkwood Springs in 1939 and lived there throughout the war and until 1956, when I joined the Royal Navy. My grandparents lived on Wallace Road. My first memory I distinctly recall is being in the air raid shelter across the road from us in the back garden of the Roberts family. Muriel Roberts said to me 'Put your fingers into your ears and you won't hear the bombs dropping'. I realised later that it wasn't the bombs so much as the anti-aircraft battery firing away on top of 'the wood' -which is what later became the ski slope. I went to Hillfoot School from 1944 to 1954. The first headmaster there was Mr. McIver and he was succeeded by Mr. Simmons. In the reception class we had Miss Robertson and Miss Buxton and the latter was a real tartar who would grab you by the ear to gain your attention or hit you over the head with a book. The Kids I remember from my class are Michael Jessop, Roy Hayward, Barry Humphreys, Harvey Howe, Eric Garland, Michael Walker, Trevor Nash, Joyce Jackson, Glenys Butcher, Joan Hanstock and several others too many to mention.

Roy Hayward is still around, spoke to him a couple of months back, Mick Walker died, and Muriel Roberts.

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I used to live at 89 Wallace Road, Parkwood Springs opposite the Methodist church. I am now 51 and have fond memories of my time there does any one have any photos or memories to share ?

Hello to all,

I am writing a book about Sheffield in days gone by, and I would be grateful for any information on the Searle family (possibly John Searle and his wife of unknown first name) who live at No. 154 Wallace Road, Neepsend, Sheffield 3. I am particularly interested in the year 1936, which is when the famous writer, George Orwell, visited Sheffield during his research for his book The Road to Wigan Pier. Orwell (or Eric Blair as he was christened) stayed with the Searles from 2 March to 5 March 1936. He was very dergoatory about Sheffield, but exceptional grateful to the Searles, who he said, "I have never met people with more natural decency. They were as kind to me as anyone possibly could be, and I hope and trust that they liked me.". That is quite a rare compliment coming from Orwell, who was a deceptively good man, but exceptionally taciturn.

If anyone knows of the Searles, I would be most grateful to hear from them.

Best regards,

Ian Rivedon

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Hello to all,

I am writing a book about Sheffield in days gone by, and I would be grateful for any information on the Searle family (possibly John Searle and his wife of unknown first name) who live at No. 154 Wallace Road, Neepsend, Sheffield 3. I am particularly interested in the year 1936, which is when the famous writer, George Orwell, visited Sheffield during his research for his book The Road to Wigan Pier. Orwell (or Eric Blair as he was christened) stayed with the Searles from 2 March to 5 March 1936. He was very dergoatory about Sheffield, but exceptional grateful to the Searles, who he said, "I have never met people with more natural decency. They were as kind to me as anyone possibly could be, and I hope and trust that they liked me.". That is quite a rare compliment coming from Orwell, who was a deceptively good man, but exceptionally taciturn.

If anyone knows of the Searles, I would be most grateful to hear from them.

Best regards,

Ian Rivedon

Sorry, I should have said that the Serales lived in Wallace Road. I implied that they still do.

IR

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Sorry, I should have said that the Serales lived in Wallace Road. I implied that they still do.

IR

Whilst in Sheffield he lodged at the house of Gilbert and Kate Searle in Wallace Road, Neepsend, Sheffield. Mrs Searle who was 29 at the time of his stay at the house was herself a committed socialist and secretary to the women's section of the Lansdowne Labour Party.

She said of Orwell in an article in the Sheffield Telegraph dated February 2 1990

"He was a very jolly fellow, very intelligent - he'd been educated at Eton. He used to go out with my husband to lots of socialist meetings in town. He wanted to see how both sides lived... He used to say to us I cannot understand you people, you are so strong willed and you know about life yet you don't stand up to the upper classes... I think he had good intentions in trying to write about the working classes but as I said to him you have to live with us for more than a week to find out what it's all about.."

Presume Gilbert is the one born 1902, and his wife possible Kate Spencer c1907 who married a Gilbert Searle 1930, also a Gilbert born 1930 mother Spencer.

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Whilst in Sheffield he lodged at the house of Gilbert and Kate Searle in Wallace Road, Neepsend, Sheffield. Mrs Searle who was 29 at the time of his stay at the house was herself a committed socialist and secretary to the women's section of the Lansdowne Labour Party.

She said of Orwell in an article in the Sheffield Telegraph dated February 2 1990

"He was a very jolly fellow, very intelligent - he'd been educated at Eton. He used to go out with my husband to lots of socialist meetings in town. He wanted to see how both sides lived... He used to say to us I cannot understand you people, you are so strong willed and you know about life yet you don't stand up to the upper classes... I think he had good intentions in trying to write about the working classes but as I said to him you have to live with us for more than a week to find out what it's all about.."

Presume Gilbert is the one born 1902, and his wife possible Kate Spencer c1907 who married a Gilbert Searle 1930, also a Gilbert born 1930 mother Spencer.

Thank you so much for that. I am very grateful. If anyone else has information on Gilbert and Kate Searle, photographs maybe, I would love to see them.

IR

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Hi

I lived on Pickering Road

from 1948 until 1960 . The house we lived in had been one house of enormous size prior to being converted into three flats when we moved in .

We heard lots of stories about the last owner we knew of ( Mr. Lacey ) , who I see from the 1925 directory , confirms him as we understood to be a builder . We were told he had a peg leg , onto which he screwed a block of wood - enabling him to climb ladders . As kids we used to embellish such stories to frighten each other i.e. we could hear his peg leg clattering late at night as he walked the house .

Underneath the house was an enormous cellar accessed from the outside . Just inside to left were some steps which led down to a spring fed well , which in turn fed a fountain at the bottom of the garden . from the bottom of the steps was an underground passage which led to an old castle tower in the field a few hundred yards from our house . The tower was accessed through a trap door in the floor of the pantry . Needless to say that my father was under great pressure from mum to fill the well in as she didn't want any of her three of 4; 2 1/2 or 1 year old taking the plunge .

Happy adventurous times - thank you for letting me share them . many more .

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Fine memories MikeB and Welcome to the Site.

Little details bring a bit of life to "premises" and we need more people to contribute such onformation - it doesn't need to be researched beyond belief - that's what certain individuals here do (myself included); we just need the seed of an idea - that might be enough to encourage someone/anyone to dig into the detail of the topic.

Thank you - more please ...

and this from the man that started the "Where were the following Districts of Sheffield please" thread with Parkwood Springs.

Hi

I lived on Pickering Road

from 1948 until 1960 . The house we lived in had been one house of enormous size prior to being converted into three flats when we moved in .

We heard lots of stories about the last owner we knew of ( Mr. Lacey ) , who I see from the 1925 directory , confirms him as we understood to be a builder . We were told he had a peg leg , onto which he screwed a block of wood - enabling him to climb ladders . As kids we used to embellish such stories to frighten each other i.e. we could hear his peg leg clattering late at night as he walked the house .

Underneath the house was an enormous cellar accessed from the outside . Just inside to left were some steps which led down to a spring fed well , which in turn fed a fountain at the bottom of the garden . from the bottom of the steps was an underground passage which led to an old castle tower in the field a few hundred yards from our house . The tower was accessed through a trap door in the floor of the pantry . Needless to say that my father was under great pressure from mum to fill the well in as she didn't want any of her three of 4; 2 1/2 or 1 year old taking the plunge .

Happy adventurous times - thank you for letting me share them . many more .

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Hi

I lived on Pickering Road

from 1948 until 1960 . The house we lived in had been one house of enormous size prior to being converted into three flats when we moved in .

We heard lots of stories about the last owner we knew of ( Mr. Lacey ) , who I see from the 1925 directory , confirms him as we understood to be a builder . We were told he had a peg leg , onto which he screwed a block of wood - enabling him to climb ladders . As kids we used to embellish such stories to frighten each other i.e. we could hear his peg leg clattering late at night as he walked the house .

Underneath the house was an enormous cellar accessed from the outside . Just inside to left were some steps which led down to a spring fed well , which in turn fed a fountain at the bottom of the garden . from the bottom of the steps was an underground passage which led to an old castle tower in the field a few hundred yards from our house . The tower was accessed through a trap door in the floor of the pantry . Needless to say that my father was under great pressure from mum to fill the well in as she didn't want any of her three of 4; 2 1/2 or 1 year old taking the plunge .

Happy adventurous times - thank you for letting me share them . many more .

What a fascinating place this must have been, I'm trying to figure out where this were.

I spent a lot of time around Pickering Road when I was young as most of my school friends lived

around there.

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Hi

I lived on Pickering Road

from 1948 until 1960 . The house we lived in had been one house of enormous size prior to being converted into three flats when we moved in .

We heard lots of stories about the last owner we knew of ( Mr. Lacey ) , who I see from the 1925 directory , confirms him as we understood to be a builder . We were told he had a peg leg , onto which he screwed a block of wood - enabling him to climb ladders . As kids we used to embellish such stories to frighten each other i.e. we could hear his peg leg clattering late at night as he walked the house .

Underneath the house was an enormous cellar accessed from the outside . Just inside to left were some steps which led down to a spring fed well , which in turn fed a fountain at the bottom of the garden . from the bottom of the steps was an underground passage which led to an old castle tower in the field a few hundred yards from our house . The tower was accessed through a trap door in the floor of the pantry . Needless to say that my father was under great pressure from mum to fill the well in as she didn't want any of her three of 4; 2 1/2 or 1 year old taking the plunge .

Happy adventurous times - thank you for letting me share them . many more .

Do you have any photos of the house or tower.

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What a fascinating place this must have been, I'm trying to figure out where this were.

I spent a lot of time around Pickering Road when I was young as most of my school friends lived

around there.

Rock House. 51 Pickering Road. [ see Pickering Castle thread ] W/E.

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Guest MikeB

Hi , I am sorry to take up so much time and space - but I am smitten .

I am sure many people will remember the times in Parkwood springs when social events were the norm .

One example was the Whitsuntide events .

On Whit Sunday all the kids dressed in their Sunday best . There was a march under the unfurled banners and pennants of their

local churches " multidenominational" of course , congregating in the local park and singing to their hearts content .

On the Monday however , all the kids from the area met again for the competitions . Pakwood Springs was no exception .

Mr George Torry who was the local newsagent of the time in Pickering road , used to close up his shop and move it lock -stock and all smoking barrels on to the wreck at the top of Vale Road just below the bowling green .

George Torry used to make up a lot of the prizes for the kids in the competition , - a portable freezer full of ice cream and iced lollies - . Not many local shopkeepers would do that to-day . It was a good day that was had by most .

The churches that were involved at the time were the Methodist church and " St. Michaels " on Vale Road . This was a church hall in the form of a " prefabricated "? building at the back of a house in Vale Road . Maybe someone else will remember it .

The important thing is that - families , kids mums dads , grans and grandads enjoyed the simple pleasures with the kids .

O' Happy days !

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