Does anyone else have any memories of these places.- in the 60s.
I remember going with my mum to the wincobank one. the poor loves would have to scrub the clothes in giant sinks, and then rinse and twist them about six times, then put them on these burning hot metal rods .
The heat was unbearable.(women had to be tough in those days.)
my mum only went a few times then she got a twin tub.
But my grandma had been going for years and she had about 11 kids.
can you imagine all the washing for that lot.

In the same building was the slipper baths where you would pay so much to have a bath.
Usually people like us who didnt have a bathroom , living in the back to back houses.
Only alternative was the tin bath which if you were lucky and lived in the yard ,could hang it up on a big nail on the wall.
(as previously mentioned on 70s thread.)
Also remember catching a train at wincobank to go to belle vue zoo.

we used to use the river don my mum said that new fangled washing powder could cause skin cancer.

:hihi: :heyhey:

Now thats unconstructive Mr Kirky :confused:

Originally posted by Trekker
Now thats unconstructive Mr Kirky :confused:

soz:| :| :| i'm in a daft mood:|

Tara,
I must be a "posh" ex-Wincobanker [if such a thing can exist], as we always had a bathroom. Our Standon Rd house was built circa late fifties. However, I certainly remember older people from the terraced houses on Fife Street etc using the Wincobank "Wash House".
You refer to catching a train to Belle Vue from Wincobank. I remember going to the zoo there in the early 60's [I'm 43 now], but in the car. No disrespect intended here Tara, but are you certain about the train stopping at Wincobank? I always thought it stopped at Brightside, and then went past Wincobank. Nice to think that it stopped there though. Regards.

Hi timo. Wouldn't that train have stopped at Brightside and then gone onto the back line at Wincobank?

Hi Trekker, not sure really. I just don't remember trains ever stopping at Wincobank. Tara is probably right, and I've no reason to doubt my cyber-pal's memory.

IT was brightside station but not too far up barrow rd.
sort of wincobank come brightside.
Anyway remember bellevue zoo.?

kirky was probably still a twinkle in his dads eye when that was still open.

whats the old wincobank washhouse building used for now.
is it some sort of community centre.
wasnt there some sort of works next to it .

i used to go to bellvue zoo quite often.......i always remember the the two wax works figures as you went in....one was chopping the other ones head off.........i was **** scared of them..i was about 4 or 5

I remember occasionally catching a train at a small platform across the road from the bottom of Limpsfield road or thereabouts. Is that Brightside?
Used to ride it non stop as I remember to Rotherham and back.

Rememer it well, lived in Blackburn fron 1938 . (Born then) don't tell everyone!! until 1987. Can put right a few things Dr Wynnes surgery was 11 newman road,has drive alongside, before him was Dr Firstenburg who was married to Dr Nalaiha's daughterof Dr Nalahia who was there from 1930 till late 60's, am looking for info on family via church records help would be nice, Other docs surgery was opposite wash house look forward to any replies, am a golden oldie, now reside in Derbyshire, but happy to converse with interested parties on subject of area, Blackburn, Hill Street, Wincobank, Blackburn Old school Kimberworth School etc

Mauricejag,
Dr Wynne was the nicest, kindest GP imaginable. Any idea which part of Ireland he came from; I'd say the south, judging by the accent ? My family and paternal grandparents had a great regard for him. He was a wonderful character, and I can see him peering over his half-moon spectacles in my mind's eye, saying, "Dis is what you must do, son. Take da medicine twice a day etc". God bless him.

Originally posted by tara
whats the old wincobank washhouse building used for now.
is it some sort of community centre.
wasnt there some sort of works next to it .

Not sure about this Tara but I think it is still used as a laundry and yes there is a works next to it. I live abit further up just off Newman Road so don't really go down much but I think it's called "Wincro Industries" or something like that - engineering company I think.

Yes indeed, he was a truly wonderful man,brought all 3 of my children into the world, and my grand-daughter sadly I only have a daughter still around. He smoked like a chimney always ask me for a cigggie when I had an appointment with him, A real old fashioned G.P. for children you could call him anytime day or night Peter James were his name and yes he related about southern Ireland often, sadly can't recall precise area, senior moments I'm afraid, wintertime there was that very aged gas fire in the waiting room, with a notice would 1st patient please light it and last turn it off, heady days. such doctors sadly are simply not around today . It was so intersting to read your message, thanks for bringing times past to mind Maurice my e mail address bythe way is mauricejag@aol.com

Oh doctor wynne i cried when he passed away.
He'd only been out to see my baby son a short time before he was ill.
Id had the misfortune to live on the flower estate at that time and wasn't satisfied with the surgery there as my son was very poorly with a severe chest infection and the doctor there would not prescribe anything.
As my son was also born hursch sprungs he needed treatment.
I imediately transfered to doc wynne's surgery as i hadnt experienced his medical care when i lived in lower wincobank ( i had my mums doctor- dr sheehan.)But my dad and all his family swore by dr wynne.
Hey presto dr wynne came out straight away and in a couple of days the antibiotics kicked in and he was on the mend.
my dad also has fond memories of dr Nalahia .
Dr nalahia actually saw one of my grans children behind her when he was called out during the delivery of my uncle dave.
and that child he saw had passed away some years before.
strange experience.
I also have fond memories of blackburn, the royal oak with the famous hot pasties.
and i use to go to a place further up where they had shows on
cant remember the building but there was a bar and a stage but it wasnt a pub.
Also remember the whit marches from wincobank to blackburn
use to start off singing at hallies(wincobank hotel) and go with the brass band down merton lane and through to blackburn and end up in this pig park thing where you could have a picnic.
I remember having my whitsentide dresses all hand made by mrs o hara who lived on barrow rd.
used to also go to newman rd sunday school.(st thomas's)

I can remember the building at the bottom end of Standon road. I cannot remember the name of the road on which the slipper baths was situated, but it was opposite the bus stop where I caught the number 4 to Firth Park.

I lived on Standon Crescent from about 1964 or 5 when I belive these houses were built, to 1973. I'm 43 now.

We must have been posh, because we had a twin tub, which I used to use when me mam was at work.

Tara,
your posting was very moving re the good doctor. He really was a wonderful man.
Mauricejag,
ta for the reply. I am a bit younger than you, with respect, [43] but I remember the notice in the surgery! So it was Peter James Wynne- thanks for that. It is really nice that he is remembered so fondly on a forum like this. When I left Wincobank to live at Nether Edge I sent the good doctor a letter of appreciation as he had known me since I was a baby. Dr Wynne told my mother that he would "always keep" the letter. I meant every word of it. I am fortunate in being in good health, but I reflect that I don't even know the name of my GP at the local "Health Centre" in Southport. On the rare occasion that I have needed an appointment, it is a case of "We are fully booked up until next Tuesday". This is not the surgery's fault, I know, but I wish we could return to the age of Wynne.
What this has got to do with Wash houses, I don't know!

Both I suppose vital parts of wincobank at the time we are thinking of. I recall a few times when the waiting room was full to overflowing even standing room taken up fully. Dr Wynne would fly in the door and say those who havn't got a seat can go home and come back next day, however he never bothered to do a head count, as to how many he had seen, nice to go back to ones roots now and again, m

going off the wash house subject just for this one post.
When i lived at shiregreen we had dr chatergee.
A lot pull him down but he was a dr who would do anything for you.
He kept his own surgery but to this day im sure theres only two dr.s on. -more personal.
the one ive got now at stocksbridge Im not pleased with at all as my eldest son has had this complaint since last dec and we finally
got a dr to get us a hospital appointment months ago well its obvious he never even bothered as we are still waiting.

going back on track is the washhouse street on elmview . or something like that.
I remember the old number 4 route very well.
about the twin tub, it was not so much about being posh or not it was simply because one would not fit in those tiny back to backs.
remember there was only one room downstairs for everything.
and that was small.
there was only one bedroom and an attick. or garret as they were called in wincobank.
and a large celler for coal.
I remember being terrified of our celler as a woman was mudered in it years before.
remember great summers in woolly woods blackberry picking.
and also with the gang at night telling ghost stories.
and making our tarzan swings during the day.
just been looking at old wincobank scouts photo in a book, and noticed chris ogglesby and jim kelly.
Anyone else remember the kelly's.
does anyone remember the big goose that took off for a walk down newman rd and everybodytried to catch it but couldnt.
then it took flight over st thomas's.
it belonged to someone up newman rd and was always getting in to mischief.

Tara, I remember Chris Ogglesby; he was a few years older than me, and a scouting/ outdoors type if I recall. The Wash house, I think was [maybe is?] on Fife Street. I think Elm View was the road that the Con Club was situated on- yes, the no4 bus route up Newman Road. I don't remember the Kellys or their geese. I do remember a frenetic chase between a huge gang of boys [including me] and a runaway pig! It had escaped from the allotments that ran up the side of the Standon Road entrance to Woolley Woods. Apparently the chase looked hilarious. The outcome was less funny, depending on one's point of view, as the pig keeled over and died as it turned to run back to the allotments. We were quite shocked and contrite, although my father later claimed that he had seen two of our number with plates, bread and brown sauce under their arms as they ran.

Didnt the shepherd family have something to do with the pigs were they on that little gennel across from swings- back of river.
bad memories of that gennel when i was about 8 karen green and i were nearly abducted by a man in a red van. we ran very fast back to her house and went to attercliffe police station to report it.
That goose wasnt the kelly's goose- the goose belonged to a little old lady named lilly who lived across from wincobank school.
I think the kelly's lived on vauxhall.
Do you remember a family named wilcox on lower standon.

I had 2 aunties who lived on Standon Road, Aunt Ethel who bought a pair of semii's who's roofs had been burned out and stood empty for years, she dids both up , lived in 1 and rented the other to Auntie Doris, who had a daughter Mary, who now lives in Scotland, Ethels surname was Wollen Doris was Franks. Ayone remember them

Tara, the Wilcox people I know of lived on Newman.

these definately lived on standon when i was there anyway.
Sidney and june wilcox.
I remember they could never go out to play always had to go to bed very early. well june did anyway.
also did anyone know the Ballingers off either jedburg or jordine.
they were a large family- pauline, iris and john- cant remember the rest.
rita eagan, and someone called leonard who lived in a shop near standon.
jacqueline and james stretch.

probably be before anyones time on here.
My cousin lives on jordine i think but i havent seen him for years.
he lived at pitsmoor in the early days that little rd off the right hand side of catherine st.

Tara,
I remember one of the Ballingers. He was a man in his late fifties around 73/74. Do you remember when the council decided to build houses for the elderly [and "problem families"] on what was Maycock's Field [just off Jedburgh Street and Fife Street leading up to Hinde House? Well, myself and two mates were absolutely furious that we would lose "our" field, so we decided on a campaign of vandalism which would hopefully dissuade the workmen and council from continuing the project. We smashed windows, set off dumper trucks, and on one occasion pushed over a mobile lavatotry whilst it was occupied by an unfortunate workman. Ballinger was the watchman employed to keep an eye on the site in the evening, and our sworn enemy. He never succeeded in catching us in the act of [below the age of criminal responsibility] hurling huge lumps of putty through windows etc. Our "Direct Action" failed, but we had a brief reign of terror. One of the mates involved is now [genuinely] a senior officer in South Yorks Police. So, yes, I remember Ballinger with his little black book that never contained the names of the elusive Timo and his fellow "varmints", as we were known.

Im trying to think if the feild you are talking about is the back end of my favourite field.
the end we went in as kids was on edge of left hand side of merton lane going down and edged down that first turning left off merton.
I presume the back of the field would bring you out at top of fife st.
there were garages at the merton lane end and a lot further up there were big tips of rubble and what we use to call treasure tips
we use to find jewelry and all sorts . (not sand tips)
I felt like doing what you did when they knocked our houses down.
it was years and years before anything was built on the land at bottom of newman we could have stayed there a lot longer. But i suppose in the long run it wouldn't be practical to still live in a back to back lol.

As a kid there was loads of fields at wincobank but its been very overly developed now.its took the whole character away.


another place that was all fields when i was a kid was the top of tansley street. now you cant see for new housing estates.
i think the only bit of greenery left there is the one that was mentioned in another thread below the church at back of the vicarage.

I can remember walking along Jedburgh Street towards Newman Road to go to school. There was a gennel on fife Street, that led through towards Newman Road. Is it still there?

I can also remember some old Victorian houses being demolished on Jedburgh Street, as I was pinned up against the wall of one of them by a runaway alsation dog. Were these the back to back houses you are mentioning?

Tara, I think it is the same field,
Stevo, I bet you were pinned to the wall by that wretched German Shepherd owned by the Tandy family [perfectly respectable people, I might add but the dog often got loose on Jedburgh and chased kids on bikes etc].

re: dr peter james wynne, you were right to believe that he originated from southern ireland he actually came from a town called tralee in county kerry he moved to england after studying medicane in dublin. Peter lived with my mother from the early seventies to the mid eighties just before his death, to which they had 4 children eldest now being 31 who followed her fathers footsteps and is now a doctor. anyone remembering my mum Elizabeth Clarke please reply

I am delighted to read your post Clarkie. Dr Wynne was a very fine man indeed. It is nice to have a little more background info on him. I fondly remember how he would look at me, over half-moon specs, addressing me as 'Timotee' [Timothy]. I hope your memories of him are good too. All the very best to you!

timo, thanks for your responce, i have many memories of Dr Wynne and stories i could tell. i notice from an earlier posting of yours that you are 43, did you attend school in the wincobank area? if so, you may know my brother David who is around your age, as for me i'm a lttle older.

Clarkie,
I know of the Clarke family, and probably did come across your brother, but I am afraid that the memory is hazy to say the least. This is unusual for me, as I usually have a decent memory.

I did attend school in the Wincobank area. I went to Wincobank, Concord Middle [Shiregreen], and South Yorkshire's equivalent to Colditz; Hinde House [run by Untersturmbannfuhrer Edwards]. Nowadays, I live with my wife in Southport, and lecture in Higher Ed. I think fondly of my old Wincobank days. Indeed, they are often the landscape of my dreams. I am often roaming through Woolley Woods, as if it was 1973 again. Happy, innocent days!

my mother had one of those outhouses with mangle etc....

clarkie,
I had a friend named Jacqueline clarke from the bottom of newman rd.
Also i knew a kevin and stephen clarke.

I went to wincobank school in the early 60's im 48 now.

I thought of this thread when I stumbled across this: http://www.20thcenturyimages.co.uk/trolleyed/10/41/atwork-domestic.html

Whe I was a kid my mother, auntie and grandmother all use to go to Upperthorpe washouse. They were dropped off at 6.00am, when it opened and were picked up or left it there for one of the family to pick up later. My mother would then be back home to get me up and off to junior school for 8.00am. Once after leaving the washed clothes there to be picked up they were stolen. The police called and took the information and we did not hear anything for about a fortnight. They called back and took my mother to the road opposite Crookesmoor school were they had arrested a women for stealing cloths. My mother came out saying that the house was absolutley full of bags of clothing she had stolen.

Timo and Tara, my other half is 48 and went to Hinde Hse - Martin Brown. You may remember him. Ey up Clarkie - hows it going?

Caz

Originally posted by Cazzerb65
Timo and Tara, my other half is 48 and went to Hinde Hse - Martin Brown. You may remember him. Ey up Clarkie - hows it going?

Caz

Originally posted by clarkie
timo, thanks for your responce, i have many memories of Dr Wynne and stories i could tell. i notice from an earlier posting of yours that you are 43, did you attend school in the wincobank area? if so, you may know my brother David who is around your age, as for me i'm a lttle older.

The wonderful Doctor Wynne.

Our GP for so many years when I moved back to the area after leaving Nether Edge I called him to get on his books - thank goodness he was still practising.

I remember the gossip when he left his wife - Wincobank was on fire for all the wrong reasons.

The poor man was castigated by so many who had no room to call him.

God Bless Doctor Wynne - he was a truly wonderful human being.

Cazzer,
Sorry, I don't remember Martin. I was a pupil from 74 to 78.

Windmillgal,
I recall the scandal as a young lad around dear Dr Wynne. How right you are to say that he was unfairly castigated. Both my parents and paternal grandparents took no notice of the 'tittle tattle' and continued to be registered at his surgery. Unbelievably [by today's standards] some people actually changed doctor because of the doctor's 'shameful' behaviour. Who were they to judge? Who truly knows what goes on in someone else's marriage?

Like you, my memories of Dr Wynne are golden.

.........................................

I love reading all these historical threads. I have only lived in Sheffield since 1969 so I am just a youngster! lol. BUT.......if I don't know of the history it doesn't matter much because I can read it on here.
I was born and bred in Plymouth.....so outside toilets etc were a totally new concept to me when I moved here. I was gob smacked to see such a thing! Plymouth was pretty well bombed to the ground during the war.....so by the time I came along it was well on it's way to being rebuilt in the modern fashion which included "bathrooms" within the houses. Of course I took it for granted because it was all I had ever known.
Anyhow......I want to tell you of our family Doctor. Doctor Anderson was his name and he was a Scot through and through. He would visit the house as was required. He came to our house to administer the childrens "jabs" etc. He would boil up the needles in a pan of water on our cooker. He allways reeked of whisky and he had the ruddy coloured bulbous nose of a whisky drinker. Of course I didn't know that back then. I just knew he had an "odd" whiff to him! lol. He was a wonderful doctor. I suffered badly from tonsillitus back then and spent many weeks off school and in bed with it. Dear Dr Anderson was a regular visitor to me...often bringing lollipops with him. That man was so kind and caring and I remember my Mum being upset when he gave up practising. I have never known another Doctor to get anywhere near to matching up to our Dr Anderson. Bless him.
I remember my Mum's old "Burco boiler" for washing the clothes in. Monday was allways wash day. I hated it because Mum was allways in a bad mood and the house was full of steam and wet washing. Summer was better because the washing was outside drying. I remember Mum slamming the wet washing through the mangle. I also remember the day that her brand new "twin tub" arrived. The mangle was moved into the hallway and we were able to use it as a table to play with our plasticene on. Hey....another memory here.....plasticene. All those lovely colours. I used to fashion mine into people and food items. Also sausages.........we three children used to try and make the longest sausage without it breaking. The smell of the plasticene is also something that will allways be with me. Eventually the colours would all get mixed up and you would end up with a drab coloured blob! That's when we lost interest in it......maybe after a day or two? I can't remember.
Anyhow......I have diversified. Back to the original thread........there was the site of an old wash house in our last house. It had been demolished but because of the way that the property had been divided up on sale many years ago, it meant that our next door neighbours had the right to store their rubbish bin on our land!! I never did manage to work that one out.......but thankfully it was never put to the test.

Originally posted by clarkie
timo, thanks for your responce, i have many memories of Dr Wynne and stories i could tell.

I'm interested in your stories clarkie, are they good or bad memories?

Hi All
I see you mention Dr Wynne Well his was my DR too as my Nan (Mrs Else Kent )lived at number 13 Newman road next door to his surery. As a child I played with his children James & Magrett. My grandparents lived at that house for 40 years and before that they owned the shop accross from the Engineers pub. Just for the record Dr Wynne (Peter) came from Trilee southen Ireland. he was indeed a person who went to church, liked backing the horses. But still a fine Doctor. My father was also brought up in Wincobank Harold Kent. and my Grandfather was the church warden..AS a child I remember May and Jeff Bramwoods shop,, Mrs Higgings the bucher.. and many more. Great People Great Days...

Jekelo,
How do you know that the people who write so affectionately [including myself] of Dr Wynne never had 'serious problems that he had to deal with'? You would be very surprised. Dr Wynne was, in my experience, a very caring and efficient GP indeed. I cannot comment on your case, or go into private details on an open forum. Nevertheless, we will have to agree to differ on this subject. All I will say is that GPs, like everyone else, can make mistakes. Wynne was a popular doctor with a large surgery for many years, and I cannot imagine him making many serious errors. Without divulging too much, the good doctor spotted cancer straight away in an elderly relative of mine, thus giving him precious extra years of life. I shall always smile when I think of him, even if you don't.

I have read all the comments on the late Dr PJ Wynne and all the details of his various relationships in the village. Nice to know one of his children followed in his footsteps he had six children.. He was also pushed a side by some for being a "backer of horses" which lead to his being delared bankrupt. The poor man was homless at one time taking to sleeping in his surgery, or at my Nans next door.

none of us lead squeaky clean lives so lets not stop to doubt his integrity.

. "let he who without sin cast the first stone"

It is possible to like someone all the more because of their imperfections. I liked Wynne a great deal, and his alleged 'roguish' side adds to the agreeable image of him in my mind. Life is about characters, in my book, and Dr Wynne was certainly a likeable character. May he rest in peace.

I remember Mrs Kent, (Granny Kent) we knew her by, I often visited her for a chat and a cup of tea, she was a loverly dear old lady.
Nice people like Granny Kent will never be forgotten.
As for you comments Jeleko, you mention an isolated incident of which I do know about, there are one or two others that could be viewed as errors, but as Timo quite rightly comments that Drs are only human, and as such are capable of error, its unfortunate that when a Dr makes an error he is hung drawn & quartered for it, on the whole Dr Wynne had many more satisfied 'customers' than those who were not.
I am not saying that he was perfect, and that he was a model human, I know from personal experience that he wasnt. As for the stories I could tell, having lived with Dr Wynne, (he was my mothers partner for the best part of 15 years), by enlarge are funny, happy stories and sometimes sad and not as I suspect you thought in anyway critical of the way he practaced medicine or conducted his private life. The man has been dead for 12 years now and any stories of a critical nature would be inappropiate.

Dr Wynne
Top GP

rab1
Top Poster for saying so!

Hey Timo, were you head boy or a prefect at Hinde House School?

Anj,
I was both a House Captain and prefect. In a callow and misguided attempt at 'Monty Pythonesque' humour, myself and another boy [now in the RAF] sported Nazi armbands as prefects on one occasion. We bought them from a flea market at the City Hall, and they caused great amusement amongst the younger kids as we mock-herded them like Stormtroopers. Actually, the armbands were quite appropriate, as the school was run like a Nazi Order Castle, by Untersturmbannfuhrer Derlwyn Edwards.

Timo, I remember you and I also remember your sister Wendy. I pass your old house at least once a day. I recall a time when I was at Hinde House (I am a tadd younger than you) and before I tell you of this recollection please bear in mind that more than 25 years have passed and that although it's one of the things I remember about Hinde House I have grown and am not that wimpy girl I was then who would burst into tears or at least 'fill up' at the slightest raised voice and I bear you no malice.
My friends and I were waiting outside Mr Carrs music room (M corridor?) one lunchtime - probably having a violin lesson or something which we tried to use to get out of standing outside at lunctimes. If I remember rightly, the doors to this classroom were two big glass ones. You came storming up the stairs, round the corner (probably sporting one of your nazi armbands!) and bulldozed me out of your way. Almost knocking me into next week!
As I said its in the past, but I just wanted to let you know I remember the incident and should I have met you, would have told you yourself of this recollection and had a bit of a laugh about it. Bearing in mind Mr Edwards was our headmaster, You didn't have much of a role model did you.

Anj,
I am appalled to hear of this oafish behaviour on my part, and I send you a cyber-kiss X to make amends a quarter of a century too late. Sorry. I wonder who you are? I hope you believe me when I say that the swaggering lummox that felled you all those years ago is now a decent stick, and lectures in Higher Ed.

By the way, re the sinister, caped Edwards [a sort of tall, Welsh Vampire], there are threads about him in the archives if you care to search. Needless to say, I contribute some vituperative material.

Best Regards,
Tim

Apology accepted Timo. I had read on another thread that you had settled school yard feud through the forum, so thought I would sort of do the same. I couldn't find that thread, so I put it on this one.
By the way did you know the old school has been demolished now. A new school has been built on what was the school field, you know the one we used to hold school sports day on.
I think it's quite sad, but having said that it had turned into a horrible dump of a place.

Anj,
I am trying to place you, but simply can't. I wonder if you are the sister of a friend of mine from back then? 'Anj' suggests Angela, but the only Angelas I knew were my age, and you claim to be younger. Alison Gartshaw? Joanne West? I wonder who you are? You could always [hint hint] send me a private message. Discretion is assured!

Hello again Timo,

I quite like the idea of being a woman of mystery! I think I will remain so a little longer, although I will tell you that although I am know to my friends as 'Anj' it is not short for Angela, and my two older brothers also went to Hinde House - one in the same year as you and the other 3 or 4 years above him.

Anj,
Whoever you are, you sound very endearing! Any time you feel like revealing your true identity, please don't hesitate to do so via pm. You are toying with me re the 'woman of mystery' image , and I am genuinely baffled. This is good fun, actually. I like a good mystery, and I have gone through a list of surnames this morning, but to no avail. The stumbling block is the older brother. I can think of guys in my year who had younger sisters, but not with a brother 3 or 4 years older too. I 'll get there...

Timo, i've a v good idea who she is, but i couldnt reveal her ID, it would not be fair,

Clarkie,
I agree here. We have no right to reveal anyone's identity on the forum. If I do 'suss' Anj's real id, I will send her a private message.

Actually, Anj is not the only person to deduce my real identity on the forum. I mainly post in General chit chat and Entertainment, and four posters have sent me pms to say that they realised who I was. The sardonic humour, plus the 'Timo' name were give-aways, apparently. We do have to be careful what we say on here, though. In the case of the deceased, like dear Dr Wynne and the appalling Derwyn Edwards [Head of Hinde House] posters can get away with saying more or less what they wish, as one cannot libel the dead. There is a real possibility of being sued by the living, however!

Clarkie, Yes I know you too, but please don't spoil our fun:thumbsup: I'm sure Timo will get there eventually without any help.

Anj,
I'm afraid Timo is not going to get there, having searched his memory bank several times. It is the older brother, as I said, which skews my picture. I will have to admit defeat here- haven't the foggiest! A few more clues, hint, hint, might do the trick. I give you my word that if I do solve the puzzle I will tell you via pm not the open thread. After all, I wouldn't want my id banded about on here.

I know there was a wash house in attercliffe but can't remember where. we were lucky enough to have a bathroom in bodmin st (in the house that was) and can remember some of our relations coming to use it occasionly during the war. We also had a wash house in the back yard.Our doctor in those days was Dr. Cleary. a wonderful man especially with children. :wave:

Anj,
Thanks so much for the charming pm. I am delighted to discover your true id at last. You brought back an amusing and happy memory of the Infants class too. Cheers!

Timo,
Are you sure you got the right person as I am not Anj:confused:

Yes I know about Wincobank Wash House. I lived there until 1957. My Dad was the Manager. I also lived at Oakes Green Wash House Attercliffe and most of the (then) swimming baths in Sheffield

Fish

[QUOTE]Originally posted by tara
[B]these definately lived on standon when i was there anyway.
Sidney and june wilcox.
I remember they could never go out to play always had to go to bed very early. well june did anyway.
Tara, just doing some catching up and came across this post. I knew the Wilcox family as my brother had a soft spot for their eldest daughter who was called Pam I think, not sure. I know she was a good ice-skater and played the piano. June was very pretty with long dark hair. Their father was a Londoner I think and very strict with them but their mum was a lovely lady. We moved to Leeds so I don't know what became of them.

Trishtee sent you pm

Hi Tara
I am relatively new to this site.
I am amazed at the number of people including myself that you have mentioned in threads (archive etc )who remind me so much of my early teen years.
Namely Ian Green, Elaine Webster, Paul & Chris Oglesbee, Kevan Shephard, Sidney Wilcox etc etc
Reading these posts has helped paint some very clear pictures of a time which up to recently was just a blur.
From this reply I'm sure you will know who I am.
Thank-you!!
Boco

http://www.picturesheffield.com/cgi-bin/picturesheffield.pl?_cgifunction=form&_layout=picturesheffield&keyval=sheff.refno=s17900 Merton Lane 60s

http://www.picturesheffield.com/cgi-bin/picturesheffield.pl?_cgifunction=form&_layout=picturesheffield&keyval=sheff.refno=s18932 Prestwich Street looking towards Vauxhall rd
Barney Bocco, if youre who i think you are then you should deffinately recognise this one.


http://www.picturesheffield.com/cgi-bin/picturesheffield.pl?_cgifunction=form&_layout=picturesheffield&keyval=sheff.refno=s19061 Robin hood road Back to Backs


http://www.picturesheffield.com/cgi-bin/picturesheffield.pl?_cgifunction=form&_layout=picturesheffield&keyval=sheff.refno=s13356 Lower Barrow Road 60s


http://www.picturesheffield.com/cgi-bin/picturesheffield.pl?_cgifunction=form&_layout=picturesheffield&keyval=sheff.refno=s15795 Fife Street 60s

http://www.picturesheffield.com/cgi-bin/picturesheffield.pl?_cgifunction=form&_layout=picturesheffield&keyval=sheff.refno=s21545 Foundry arms 60s

Hi Tara

Some great memories there !

Perhaps you can help me with this one when did Judith's Hairdressers open I seem to remember this being a sweet/grocer's shop I am sure I used to buy my school pens and more importantly their home made ice-lollies from this shop on my way to Wincobank Primary School around 1964/1965.

Boco

This thread seems to have got onto doctors rather than wash houses.I can only say that when I lived in Springvale Road in Crookesmoor in the early '70s the was house in Upperthorpe was still in action...it was adjacent to a cooperage too, which I suppose was about the last in the area when wooden barrels were being superseded by metal ones. A photograph of c.1900 of the wash house near Hunter's Bar can also be found on the Picture Sheffield website.

Yes waltheof some probably were still open in 70s ,Dont know when the Wincobank one actually closed.

Barney , I dont remember much about any sweet shop where Judiths was but obviously the one below in the photo was one.

Also further down Newman was George Moveleys who did home made lollies , bottled freeze ups etc, And so did Geoff and may Brantwood at the corner of Tansley and Newman.

Hi Tara

I said earlier that most of my memories are clouded !

It's just like trying to work out who you are and why you know so much about my time in Wincobank
I always thought the swing incident with Elaine was a secret !!!! I can still remember the bashing I got for that.

I think I better get in touch with other members of my family and try and work things out.

Other names that have come to mind are Mark Hardwick, Georgie Ainsworth, Rosalie Bates and Dennis Smith.

Boco

I frequently lay some flowers on Dr Wynne's grave in Shiregreen Cemetery - he was a good man to us and should never be forgotten.

Does anyone else have any memories of these places.- in the 60s.
I remember going with my mum to the wincobank one. the poor loves would have to scrub the clothes in giant sinks, and then rinse and twist them about six times, then put them on these burning hot metal rods .
the heat was unbearable.(women had to be tough in those days.)
my mum only went a few times then she got a twin tub.
But my grandma had been going for years and she had about 11 kids.
can you imagine all the washing for that lot.

in the same building was the slipper baths where you would pay so much to have a bath.
usually people like us who didnt have a bathroom , living in the back to back houses.
only alternative was the tin bath which if you were lucky and lived in the yard ,could hang it up on a big nail on the wall.
(as previously mentioned on 70s thread.)
also remember catching a train at wincobank to go to belle vue zoo.


I can just remember the one at the bottom of Merton Lane. The women took their washing down in prams. I remember the slipper baths as well - 6d for a bath I seem to recall.

I frequently lay some flowers on Dr Wynne's grave in Shiregreen Cemetery - he was a good man to us and should never be forgotten.

He was a good man - he helped deliver me into this world! Obviously I can't remember that, but I do remember the massive queues in his surgery years later. Once I cut my forehead open badly and my mother took me down. Everyone in the waiting room insisted we went straight in, and he just told her to take me to the Northern General immediately. So off we went there - via the number 4 bus to Firth Park!

I remember Wincobank Wash house it was opposite a small steel works where I caught the bus to Firth Park. I also remember Wadsworth's shop, and both the chip shops in Fife Street next to Wards, across the road from Peggs. The other chip shop was opposite Wadsworth's. How I loved to go blue belling in the spring in Woolley Woods, but my grandmother always warned us not to talk to the "Bluebell Man". We used to walk through the woods to the golf course at the top and look for golf balls. Another pastime was picking wild flowers in Maycocks field and being warned by grandma again not to sniff the poppies or we would have a head ache. Grandma and Grandad used to have a garden across the road from their house in Jedburgh Street, it was up the ginnel. Uncle Jack also had one there, his wife Auntie lily used to make beautiful paper flowers which she sold and she was known all over Wincobank for them. We all used to go to the Working Men's Club in Wincobank and my father occasionally played in a band there with a man call Vic Haythorne. I could go on all day but maybe others will remember these things.
Pat Smith (Grimsby)

My 90 year old mum will remember the wash house. She used to toddle off there with a suitcase full of washing, sweat buckets doing it, pack it all back into the suitcase and catch the bus back up Newman Road.
She was really annoyed when the bus conductor said "You been on yer holidays love?" just because she was so red in the face! I can't remember her retort, but I bet it wasn't "Thank you for asking, kind Sir"

these definately lived on standon when i was there anyway.
Sidney and june wilcox.
I remember they could never go out to play always had to go to bed very early. well june did anyway.
also did anyone know the Ballingers off either jedburg or jordine.
they were a large family- pauline, iris and john- cant remember the rest.
rita eagan, and someone called leonard who lived in a shop near standon.
jacqueline and james stretch.

probably be before anyones time on here.
My cousin lives on jordine i think but i havent seen him for years.
he lived at pitsmoor in the early days that little rd off the right hand side of catherine st.

Hey ducky - hadn't seen you on here before! Ballinger is a name I'd forgotten - I think Iris used to be a schoolfriend of my sister. And I'd forgotten about Sidney Wilcox. I think he was my age.

There's a Maurice on here and this has reminded me of Maurice Campbell - the main reason I remember this name is that Maurice was my father's name. I wonder if your Leonard was Leonard Beedham? If so, he was related to the Brandwoods via May's mother, Ada.

When we moved up to Shiregreen, my mum used to visit various people on a Friday afternoon, 'doing the rounds'. She visited Edna Cadman, May Brandwood, probably the Sienkiewicz's, and maybe more. She kept to a routine, picking up some shopping at May's. I used to walk down from school and listen to some of the conversation at Ada Brandwood's house (quite fruity at times) She used to have a beer man to deliver her weekly beer - always Mackeson and she always drank it from a china teacup. She used to say she'd been 'married 3 times and none of the bleeders had left me owt'.

When we had a car, my dad would sometimes pick us up and May would start to tell stories about when they were all younger, and about the war times. Very funny and very naughty sometimes. :blush:

Hi Tara

Some great memories there !

Perhaps you can help me with this one when did Judith's Hairdressers open I seem to remember this being a sweet/grocer's shop I am sure I used to buy my school pens and more importantly their home made ice-lollies from this shop on my way to Wincobank Primary School around 1964/1965.

Boco

Those ice lollies - we weren't allowed to buy Movely's lollies in case 'Aunty' May Brandwood got offended. But I would give anything to taste rainbow crystals stuck to the end of one of those lollies! Yum.

I'm wondering if the shop you mean was Nancy's fruit and veg shop. There was very little cross-over of the type of things each shop sold. If one shopkeeper found out that another shop was encroaching, there would be very bad feeling. I remember going shopping with the old lady next door, and she asked me to wait outside with bags of shopping because she didn't want to offend the shopkeeper! Wonder what they'd think now?

[QUOTE=barneyboco;849096]Hi Tara


I always thought the swing incident with Elaine was a secret !!!! I can still remember the bashing I got for that.

I know cos I was there lol. So was Kathryn Haykin.
Not so much of a secret then lol.

I can just remember the one at the bottom of Merton Lane. The women took their washing down in prams. I remember the slipper baths as well - 6d for a bath I seem to recall.

Prams - didn't know that but it was a brilliant idea! My mother used to take our washing in a suitcase, and being a redhead she got very red in the face doing the washing (mind you I should they were all redfaced by the time they'd finished)

She would pack the clean things back into the suitcase (which would be even heavier, because the clothes still weren't aired) and catch the bus to come back up the hill. She would get very annoyed with the bus conductor for asking her if she'd had a nice holiday; whether he was kidding her, or serious, I don't know, but I don't suppose any of the red-faced women were very amused!

[QUOTE=barneyboco;849096]Hi Tara


I always thought the swing incident with Elaine was a secret !!!! I can still remember the bashing I got for that.

I know cos I was there lol. So was Kathryn Haykin.
Not so much of a secret then lol.

I made contact with Kathryn Haykin the other week. She is looking very well. She has a few grandkids now, lucky girl, and she said that the daughter she had whilst still school age is now 43! It's quite amazing, and was a delicious scandal at the time. I think I still didn't know how to 'do it' when I was that age. I told my daughters about this and their mouths fell open! :o

Tara was telling me that there was a lot on here about Dr Wynne. I had been waxing on about him on Facebook.

My parents knew that he was not whiter than white, but I think as long as he could do his job they didn't worry. She said he had an uncanny knack of being able to sober up when there was an emergency.

Mum knew he drank - most doctors did at that time, and some still do, to cope with the job. Doctors were also the worst people for smoking, but cigarettes were often recommended for patients with 'bad nerves'. It must also be remembered that doctors as a profession used to (and may still do for all I know) have the worst rate of suicides. They worked all hours, and were 'on tap' 24 hours a day. No wonder they needed diversions!

Wynne didn't leave his family until well after he had established his second family. I don't suppose he decided one day to do this. Like most of us, he just slipped into this day by day. He was an Irish Catholic so he and Mary Wynne may have been trapped in the marriage. Divorce wasn't recognised in Southern Ireland until several years ago. At a time when many other people got divorced and started a new family legitimately, he and his families were forced into a situation they had no power to change.

My parents were satisfied with Wynne. The only time mum was displeased was when my dad had terrible pain and Wynne said he thought it might be appendicitis, but he didn't want to send him to hospital and look a fool. Another member of the family said "well you're going to look even more of a bloody fool if he dies!" And off my father went to hospital. Peritonitis was not far off, and dad spent some time in a convalecent home. Mind you, my dad wasn't very healthy after the war so that may be partly to blame.

Wynne now seems an enigma to me, we've got some great memories of him and his family, and we wouldn't swap him for someone who has a pole stuck up their a***, who you can't talk to and seems more interested in their computer than your ailment!

How true your very last statement is. Im sick to death of talking to a brick wall when I go down to mine. A bit of common courtesy to at least look a person in the eye every now and then wouldnt go a miss.

I had another irish Dr, in my childhood days,(as he was my mums Dr) dont know if he'd been on the whisky but at least twice when he came to see me he walked in to the wall and hurt his head.
He also mis-diagnosed my Nan, gave her Linctus for years, when she actually had Lung Cancer.
My Dad had Dr Wynne as did all his family. Oh how i wish I did back then.

Does anyone remember that little waiting room within the Wash house, where kids use to wait for their Mums to finish the washing. I think it had a couple of Brown Benches and dingy yellow decor.
I remember always seeing Michael Kelk in there, he use to keep telling me "Dont stare at the lights or you'll go blind."

Tara was telling me that there was a lot on here about Dr Wynne. I had been waxing on about him on Facebook. ....

He delivered me into the world and he certainly diagnosed my acute appendicitis correctly when I was 10 and got the ambulance out to me in the night when I was in agony (I still recall the ambulance men who asked me if I was United or Wednesday - so I got to choose a red blanket!).

He was a brilliant doctor IMHO - his surgery was always packed to the gills and he was always on call and happy to come out, even when we'd moved to Shiregreen. It's very different to these days, though I am fairly happy with our local practice.

He used to have a drink during consultations sometimes - ie when my dad went so see him. They'd either have Irish whiskey or Polish vodka depending whose shout it was :hihi: