I have posted a class photo of Mr Firths class of 72-73 at this address:

http://groups.msn.com/photodump/shoebox.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=31

Mr Firth was a Canadian who had a liking for Neil Diamond and was pretty nifty at using a shoe, to leather us! Mr Roch was our headmaster and was nifty with the cane!

Teachers I remember well are Mr Cox, Miss Kirk (dishy and wore a mini skirt), Mr Pauley, Mrs Gwynne and there was one who used to run a film club in the mobile classroom.

Miss Warwick still gives me nightmares!

I can remember the old quarry and the chimney being demolished. We used to run around the flooded quarry in PE. What would health and safety make of that today? Also remember the old air raid shelters being demolished, just before the classroom in the photo was built.

Also the playground near the quarry which was quite rough ground, where we played footy, the bike shelter and the outside toilets.

Jane Rhodes told me I was ugly and she was so cute for 9 years old. She told me I'd be good looking when I grew up and that she would then be ugly. Jane you were right about me, but what about you? :~)

I lived at Wincobank on Standon Crescent, so although we caught a bus to school, we sometimes used to walk home through Concord Park and spend our bus fare in a sweet shop on Bellhouse Road. We'd also pocket a few free of charge, until my brother got caught and the lady in the shop slapped his face good and hard. We nenver went back after that.

Is there anyone on the photo you recognise, or are you on there yourself?

I am third from the left on the middle row.

Who am I?

I know who you are! However, as I don't want my true id "outed", except in the case of private emails to certain contributors, I will not openly give your name on the forum. However, in a private message to you I have given my real name. I was not in your class, but I was in your year. I have studied the photo, and these people I recognise:
Front Row- 1 is Mark Woodhead
3 is Craig Wilks
4 is Steve Rumbelow
5 is David Tomlinson
6 is Colin Bennett [a good mate of mine]
8 is, I think, Kevin Storey [we were mates too]
9 is David Jones

Second Row- 1 is Stephen Peace
2 is Richard Hall
4 is Theresa Murdoch
7 is Dawn Evans
8 is Alison Windle, I think- lovely girl.
10 is, I think, Andy Glaves- likeable guy.
11 is Chris Holmshaw

I've done my best there! Regards,
Timo

You've done well there! :)

Darren Buck - he was pretty good at soccer,
David Hunt - used to live just off Standon road,


no 3 on the middle row is me, Stephen Eblet (I don't care who knows!)

Denise Liversedge
Michelle ???????
Dawn Betts (not Evans- she lived on Standon Crescent just opposite me) Dawn Betts was the first girl I ever saw in hotpants! :heyhey:
Alison? so you had a crush on her then?
Stephen Molloy

Cheryl Widgoose
Vicky Taylor?
Wendy ?????
Paul Bates?
David Walker
Peter Brookes
Alison???
Glynis fearnley
Alison Cox? she was cute!

Do you remember Jane Rhodes? She caused me to have conflicting and unrecognisable psychological problems! But they felt OK.


:thumbsup:

I definitely know your name, but if you can narrow down your location on Standon Road, maybre it will help me picture you mentally. Kevin Storey was a nice guy at school. I always thought he was OK and Colin Bennett.

David Tomlinson was also a mate and Chris Holmshaw was easy going. I once saw Andrew Glaves on tv, back in the 70's when he invaded the pitch at Hillsborough.

I always remember having the TB jab at school. Peter Brookes was first and he cried! I was second in alphabetical order and I was quite nervous when I saw Peter's reaction!

Steve,
Glad you think I did well. No, I didn't have a crush on Alison, but she was a lovely girl. Actually, as I make clear on another related thread, I was more of a Christine Siddall man [three years or more older]. My lissom, fragrant wife is eighteen months older than I am, so I have always gone for the older woman.
Yes, Colin Bennett was a great guy with a wicked sense of humour. I haven't seen him for years but we used to go drinking together in the late 70s, early 80s. He went into the RAF. Colin enjoyed a degree of well-earned fame and attention at Concord when he ruptured Kevin Toyne. I always liked Andy Glaves, although we weren't mates as such; he had a certain rakehelly style about him, even if he did support the wretched Owls. Kevin Storey was another good lad [we became pals later at Hinde House], and he went into the Fire Brigade. Don't know much about the rest. I would like to think that dear Peter Brookes is well and happy. He was a gentle, vulnerable type and I always tried to treat him kindly. People generally did. In a way he always reminded me of Stan Laurel. Bless him.
Speak to you soon, all the best.

I didn't think you were on my class photo, so you remain a mystery man to me. I recall the name well, but not your face.

Peter was a vunerable type and i used to feel sorry for him at school. I was pretty quiet myself at that time. I don't recall Christine Siddall at all.

Andy glaves always had a mischeivous aura about his person. Never got into real trouble but was always 'involved'.

I often wonder what became of my classmates.

My wife is 4 years younger than me so I go for the younger woman obviously. :)

Who was Kevin Toyne?

I have a lot of cherished memories from my time in Sheffield and I still pop back to Wincobank occasionally for a look at my old home ground. Things are chaging though. The old playground is still on Wooley Wood Road, but the pub on the corner has been demolished now I see.

I don't think Concord School exists anymore either; I believe it is part of Shiregreen School now.

Wonder what happened to old Roch, the head?

Good to speak to you; I had a hunch that we would know each other. Maybe you'll become clearer to me as I scan the depths of my fogged memory bank!

:)

Stevo,
I lived half way up Standon Rd. My mates there included Gary and Andy Barrs, Alistair Winter, Steve Askwith, Alan Taylor etc.
Roch died in the early 80s. He was supposed to teach us "the facts of life", as sexual congress was known in those innocent days. In the first week, he discussed churches. In week two, he discussed rabbits. In week three [by now our appetites were truly wetted for an intimate discussion about coitus], he discussed, of all things, The National Trust. He never did complete his series of lectures. As a result, there has always been a nagging doubt in my mind that I know the full story of human reproduction.
Do you remember the History teacher, Kemp with his tedious papier-mache models of Iron Age Wincobank Hill, and his insufferable children who, he would assure us, were always miles in front of us with their studies, and reading several library books at the same time?
Warwick had a ferocious aspect, but a kind heart underneath. She and I got on rather well, and she encouraged me to read more widely than Marvel comics and Shoot! magazine.
Mrs Harrison was a good English teacher [she lived near the Botanical Gardens], and could be great fun. I recall her incredulity when reading out T.Rex lyrics that I'd included in a project on music;"You can twist and shout- let it all hang out" sounded quite shocking to a lady of her delicate sensibilities.
Miss Rees was a nice, tall Welsh teacher [I have a photo of her in pigtails standing proudly next to our class]. She was a great story-teller, holding the class spellbound as she read aloud.
Ron Barrett was a young, Liverpudlian teacher with a moustache. He would tell of sectarian times in his native city, when there were Catholic and Protestant streets. It is not the case these days, thankfully. He brought two catholic, female teacher friends to talk to our class to give us an appreciation of another form of Christianity. He was a kind, thoughtful guy and I remember him with affection.
Rupert Cox was Deputy Head [an ex-POW of the Japanese], and a wonderfully dry man. He seldom used his "Shandy" and "Double Diamond" canes, but the threat was there. The pupils loved him, and wished he was the Head rather than Roch. He was such a wise man, the kind that you can really respect. He never allowed his horrendous war experiences to impact upon his teaching, and seemed to be completely at ease with the world.
I remember Allott, the male music teacher [female one was Bingham]. He once had around thirty of us practice singing "Jimmy Crack Corn" around twenty times, until we were nearly weeping with laughter. He was obsessed with getting it right, but the repetition rendered the song utterly absurd.
Happy memories, eh Stevo?

You possess such an eloquent flair for the written word and use of the English language. Not bad for a boy who thwacked me with a cane (allegedly).

I remember Mr Cox fondly. He was a gent. I didn't realise he was a POW; in fact your memory puts mine to shame. I seem to remember Mrs Kirk who had red hair and a penchant for mini skirts. It was Steven Hill who convinced me that Mrs Kirk was in fact 'cute' and easy on the eye, only I was so naive I wasn't quite sure why.

The threat of being put in Mrs Warwicks Class was always greater than the reality of it and she wasn't a bad sort really, once the illusion of this fire breathing dragon had been dispelled.

I remember Mr Kemp and his lunchtime film club. I quite enjoyed those to be honest and can't really ever remember him inflicting his own sprogs and their achievements upon me. He was of course responsible for the dreaded cycling profficiency test and was most bemused when my brother David and Steven Sanderson became his first ever failures.

now I'd really love to see the class photo that you possess and not just because of Miss Rees and her pigtails. There could be another amazing coincidence about to occur, as the head of Filey school until 2003 was in fact a certain Welsh lady called Miss (Kerin) Rees. I really DO need to see your class photo, as she must be around 50+ years old now, so it kind of fits that it could just possibly be her.

I recall Mrs Gwynne, who congratulated her class on reaching double figures (10 years of age), in the mobile classroom nearest to the quarry playground. She was in charge of the house rounders and made me a reserve. Damn nerve!

Recalling Andrew Glaves again, I'm sure it was he who fell victim to the Roch cane, for looking up girls skirts in the playground. Maybe it was worth it, but I wouldn't have understood back then.

:confused:

Do you remember Mr Pauley, the hairy guy with the black beard. I can't remember what his speciality subject was, but he was a fairly easy going hippy dippy liberal type?

I vividly remember that we still received free school milk in our first year at Concord. Those dreaded one third of a pint bottles, with milk that always seemed to have bits in it. I was situated in what I recall was the library at the time and I sat near Jane Rhodes.
:wow:

And on that note - sweet dreams my friend.

:)

Stevo, thanks for your kind words. The Miss Rees at Concord is not the same one as the Filey teacher. Our teacher [1st year 1969-70] was called Janice Rees. Miss Warwicks christian name, incidentally, was Sue.
I remember Pauley not as a laid back, hippy but as a hair-pulling, free with the slaps type. He never taught me, but I recall him laying into kids.
See you.

I don't remember Concord School, But I went to Shire green school in the 40's and 50's..can someone enlighten me on it's history.

Concord began, I think in 1969. At least I think we were the first intake in the same year. What appears to have happened is the old Shiregreen school on Bracken Rd was divided into two- one was Concord, and the other retained the Shiregreen name. I went there from 1969-73, and then was sent to an SS Order Castle called Hinde House, run by Untersturmbannfuhrer Edwards.
When myself and my fellow contributor Stevo attended, the catchment was from largely Wincobank and Brightside First [or Junior] Schools. We were let out at hometime ten mins early to avoid "the Shiregreeners" who largely came from, well, Shiregreen. They tended to be a more martial group than we were, and their techniques of throwing [or "cobbing", as it was known] stones easily outstripped our feeble efforts. One of our number, a ginger haired boy named Watts was cornered by a pack of Shiregreeners whilst he was dressed as a Dalek for the Xmas Fancy Dress competition. The sight of his weeping, bruised and bloodied form, with the torn remnants of his costume hanging about him, still gives me pause for thought. Like the cruel Pathan tribesmen of the North West Frontier, the Shiregreeners hunted in packs, and showed no quarter to any unfortunate Concorder who fell into their savage hands.

When I was at Shiregreen School,The Senior School consisted of various huts and out buildings, and the upper floor of the main building was the main Senior School where we had assembly P.E.
and School dinners . There were two School yards one for lads and one for lasses.....The ground floor was the infant or primery School....I also went there, started at the age of 5...Further down bracken road was the Junior School a single story building with two School yard, a small one at the rear of the school for the younger juniors, and a larger yard at the bottom end alongside Winkobank Avenue..Over the wall from both Schools was "THE QUARRY" it was a working quarry in those days and in the eavnings some of the lads would strip down to the nudy and swim there (brave souls) with the lasses onlooking.
The quarry was strictly out of bounds as far as the school was concerned due to a few drowning incidents, and I received many canings for trespassing over that wall. I'm amazed when you say you used to run round it....Just what part of these three schools became Concord.

I could not have expressed the sentiment of your reply in such a way Timo.

You sum up the relationship between the Shiregreeners and Wincobank kids very well there.

Sometimes if the bus was late, the Shiregreeners did get their chance to confront the Concord kids and I can recall one or two scraps as we tried to board the bus. I recall that the Shiregreeners would just appear from their own school, as our bus was pulling in at the bus stop and all hell would break loose. I even had a guy try to lure me into his car at that bus stop, but I just kept shaking my head and he drove off. That episode still makes me quiver, as I was stood in a group and he beckoned me alone.

I remember that Concord School seemed to occupy the upper floor of the building only, as my youngest brother attended a nusery on the ground floor. We still have his nursery photo somewhere. I don't know when Concord School ceased to exist, but I believe it is no longer known by that name.

Timbuck,

Concord was in the upper storey of what you refer to as the main building.

Yes I distinctly remember cross country running. The route took us out of the front of the school and down towards Bellhouse Road. Turning right we would run up Bellhouse road and then turn right again towards Concord Park main gate. I think this is Wincobank Avenue. Somewhere down there on the right was a way into the disused quarry. We would then circumnavigate the quarry in a clockwise direction, before rentering the school.

I recall the most dangerous part of the run, was nearesr to Shiregreen school, behind some corporation houses, where the bank was rather steep and there appeared to be a severe incline towards the murky waters below!

Did you know that the main building was once a hostpital during the 1st world war..It sounds like you needed one in those days..I used to walk/run all the way home every day on the route you describe as the cross country run..Concord Park gates are at the top of Shiregreen Lane where I lived...Some of my mates lived in Hartlebrook "even further" and they used to treck there every day, Nowadays Range Rovers and other four wheeled drive motors do the same journey," thus fat kids"..but I'm not implying that you two are overweight.
By the way?? why are you sat at a computer on Saturday night?
I'm a pensioner whats your excuse????.

My daughter's visiting tonight, so it's a choice.

1. An inane Hollywood movie
2. Computer


:)

Originally posted by stevo
My daughter's visiting tonight, so it's a choice.

1. An inane Hollywood movie
2. Computer


:) thats a choice???????.

Stevo,
Do you recall the infamous winter cross-country atrocity case at Concord? Around 1972, the best part of our year were made to run cross country style around the then Shiregreen Quarry in conditions that began as a few snowflakes in the air, and worsened to a freezing, Arctic blizzard. Mr Abbott, who also doubled as a teacher of French ["Ecoute les Enfants!!"] was responsible, although he has yet to be tried at The European Court. I feigned illness, knowing the meaning of a darkening sky and basked in the warmth of the classroom, reading comics. The rest of the year had to do two laps, and I remember the sight of my fellows weeping and shivering en masse covered in mud, snow and childblains like some survivors of trench bombardment at Ypres as teachers tried desperately to dry them with towels. Mr Abbott looked on anxiously. I watched my fellow creatures in their abject misery, and then crept back to the warmth of the mobile classroom to perfect a bogus cough, and to congratulate myself for having the good sense to feign illness.

I don't recall that particular incident Timo, although I do recall learning to swim rather vividly. I think this episode occured however, when we were pupils at Wincobank School.

The school used to use the old Sutherland Road swimming baths (Is the building still there?) and I recall that the class as a whole was summonsed by the swimming instructor (resident at the pool), to the deep end.

I can still recall the fear (remember I was a timid kid) as we were ordered towards the ladder, to see who could swim and rather more importantly to me - who couldn't!

Seven years old and trembilng with fear, I was ordered down the ladder and into the deep end. There followed a great bellowing from the swimming instructor. Apparently I had to let go of the ladder. I let go and promptly sank.

Before I had time to get to the part where ones whole life flashes by, I felt a plastic ring around my neck and I was unceremoniously hauled back to the surface. Boy did it hurt! I didn't sink again and i quickly realised that all of a sudden I could actually swim after all!

Stevo,
The instructor was the infamous, Mr Scott...

Stumbled upon this site searching for old school links.

Nice to see the old photo !

I was in the same year but not that class although I can recognise and remember a few names and faces. I remember the old quarry and running around it and the air raid shelters and rough ground where we used to play footie.

I think the houses were called "Millhouses, Endcliffe, Weston and Graves" after the parks !

The last two years at Concord I was in Mr Kemps then Mr Cox's classes the latter was a great old guy even though he made our class endure having to do Ballroom dancing.

I also lived on Standon Road (near to the top).

All for now

RexT

I can remember the ballroom dancing. I danced with Theresa Murdoch. I was also in the Weston house group. We never seemed to win much!

Have you got any old class photos you might like to share? I imagine timo is frantically trying to dig his out at this very moment!

;) :thumbsup:

Would I know you RexT?

Stevo I guess you might remember me as I can remember a spell where I used to knock about with (Although they were a year younger) Steven Sanderson, Martin Danes and Tony Swallow - I was later a big mate of his brother Andrew Swallow, Craig Alsop and Andrew Birkhead. I can remember you and your brother David.

Other names on the Estate I remember are :- Steven Askwith, Alan Taylor,Wayne Reynolds, Martin Duncan, Gary Froggatt, Paul Beasley, Mark Evans, Brookes, Goddards, Tracey Dibbs, Gillotts.

All for now

RexT

RexT,
Good posting. I was pals with Steve Askwith, and will be eternally grateful to him for converting me [1969] to the Blades from my misguided, then, loyalty to the Owls. Steve, if you are reading this- I have never faltered in my loyalty to United since. I also knew Andrew and David Birkhead, and Craig Alsop. You mentioned the Goddards too. I always used to think they were blamed for a lot of things other kids had actually done. By today's standards they were pretty tame, but at the time they were labelled "bad lads" . I always found them perfectly okay to talk to. Glad you remember Mr Cox- he was a special bloke, wasn't he? Ballroom dancing was fun if you got to dance with Helen McLachlan and other lissom, fragrant types. In retrospect, knowing how to dance a Valeta or The Miltary Two-Step didn't bring me any benefits in 1970s Sheffield. Do you remember the "choir pracice", or rather forced singing in which we sat in rows singing hymns; usually run by Mr Cox or that hyperkinetic ball of tension, Mr Allott?

I recall some of those names, but not all. I do remember the Goddards (Wasn't it Peter and Andrew?) They did seem to get te 'bad 'lad' label, but I also found them to be OK.

On the section of Standon Crescent where I lived there were two terraces of four houses each.

As I recall no. 64 was inhabited by Semi Herdings and his wife. Jane and Susan were the two daughters. Oh how i liked Jane and Susan! Rayah was the oldest, their son. Semi was of Turkish descent. They eventually moved house ans The Justices moved in with their son Steven.

The Eblets (me) lived at 66. I have three brothers, David , Michael and Paul. Michael has mental problems .(He is a blade!)

:hihi:

68 was the home of Keith Earnshaw and his wife. They had a son Steven and a daughter Denise. They eventually moved across the road.

70 - The Askhams. Andrew and Patrick were two of the sons. I think the mother was called Kath. She introduced me to collect cactii and the new seekers!

72- Martin and Karen Bennett and their parents. Karen was a year older than me and was a prefect at Concord. She used to give me trouble when she got stair duty. Martin and myself used to make stink bombs, from rotting vegetation and jam jars. A complex process!

74 - The Danes. Martin and Angela were the children. They actually had a substantial win on the pools and were one of the first families to go to Spain from our street. Angela had a gruff voice as a child, but had some sort of operation, which changed it completely. I can remember us all asking her to speak for us after the op.

76 - Jud Evans and his wife lived here. Dawn was their daughter. She was lovely. Jud had one leg, I believe as the result of an accident in the steelworks. They eventually moved across the road, next door to the Earnshaws.

Across the road from 66, lived Mark Evans. He broke limbs in a tarzan swing accident in Wooley woods. He was a year older than me, but was a mate for a while. I think he had a sister, but I'm not sure.

That was our local gang of kids. I had mates elsewhere, including David Tomlinson, who lived on Fife Street and David Jones who lived at 33 Standon Road. He was a really nice lad, but unfortunately got the Blades bug also. He managed to turn me into a Blade for a season, but I got better.


:hihi:

Stevo,
To my eternal shame, I began as a Wednesday fan [my Dad and Grandfather were Wednesdayites, although gt Grandad was one of the first Unitedites], until Steve Askwith talked some sense into me. I think Currie, Woodward ,Reece etc seemed so much more exciting than the likes of Peter Eustace etc at Hillsborough. Unitedites semed much more passionate too, and the Lane [at least to me] had much more atmosphere. Plus, most of the kids at Concord were Blades. I have never regretted my change of heart, even in the dark days of the 80s. I think Wincobank, Shiregreen, Brightside and Firth Park are traditionally United areas. They certainly were in the early 70s. Was that your general impression too?

I always got the impression that there was a fairly even split between the reads and blues in our area. David jones and my brother michael were Blades, yet Andrew glaves, myself and my brother David were Owls.


I recall visiting Hillsborough one boxing day, back in '79 and taking Michael along with me. I have yet to be forgiven!

Actually your chairman (PLC) Kev McCabe is advising me regarding the development of a new junior football club in Filey. I am a director of our a non profit making company that operates junior football for FIley kids. We visited Sheffield United a couple of weeks ago, spending the morning at your academy and the afternoon watching the enthralling scoreless draw against Gillingham. I have to say we were well looked after. We took 102 kids on two coaches.

The visit has featured on the SUFC web site (news menu, then promotions menu). I've also featured the visit on my web site http://fileyfootball.com

As a devout Owl I must admit I have little to shout about at the moment, but I am sure the tide will turn again soon and we will regain our rightful place as Yorkshire's premier club.

(ahem)


:)

Stevo,
Oh don't tell me, it is time for the familiar phrases to flow from Owl lips; "Premier side in waiting" etc, blah blah. Stevo, my friend, you are going to be waiting a long time for that to happen.Up the Blades!

Careful Timo, you could end up eating those words. But let's not get into a football debate in this post. I accept we arre in the doldrums at the moment and i'm flummoxed as to how we're likey to regain our true premier status!

:hihi:

Stevo - Timo

I Can remember choir practice and the bloke with one leg. I was with Mark Evans when he fell off the tarzan swing breaking both arms and dislocating both wrists (I was the one who ran to fetch his dad) his sister was I think called Tracy. Also at the tarzan swing incident was a scruffy kid called John Brookes and an older kid called Jeff Dawson who lived next door to Craig Alsop. I will never forget it he must have fallen about 40 foot.
As I remember Hinde House/Wincobank had a slight majority of Wednesdayites (me included) still get down to Hillsborough occasionally. The Goddards where the local kray twins as I remember, always did my best to steer clear of them.

Do you remember the old Mansion House at the top of the hill on Standon Road on the right just before Standon Drive it was demolished to make way for more new houses ?

Up the Owls

RexT

I still get down to Hillsborough occasionally too, although with a 200 mile round trip, we limit it to around six matches per season.

Mark Evans sister was called Tracey, you are right and you helped me recall her with your prompt. I can also recall Mark's dad Trevor and his mum.

I do also recall the old mansion house at the top of Standon Road. I found that on an old map elsewhere on the internet yesterday and you have again prompted my memory there!

When it was demolished, it was replaced with modren housing and a certain David Hunt was resident there.

Craig Alsop is puzzling me still, because although I know the name very well, a mental picture of his face evades me still, just as with Timo. And RexT, I think I know you, but I don't know your real name. If you want to pm it to me, maybe I will recoginse you.

Where did Craig alsop live?

Rex and Stevo,
I have dim memories of the mansion house , and I seem to recall a picture of it in one of the Star publications. Craig Alsop was a nice kid in my year, or maybe the year above. He was slightly gangling [no offence Craig if you are reading this] in appearance, with curly hair. A cheerful, friendly type. Once saw him annihilate a guy at Hinde House who had deliberately picked a fight. Alsop knocked the other guy's teeth out! This was not his usual style, I must say, and he was provoked. Re the Goddards- never had any problems with them. They were always friendly towards me, and I rather liked their father too. He was a humorous type. I recall asking him for a "penny for the guy" near Bonfire night, and he gave generously, remarking that he had "two guys at home". I am not saying Andy and Peter were angels, but they were not as bad as people thought.

Stevo

Unable to pm anyone until 5 posts - You might remember a good looking kid who was (is) brilliant at football called Andrew Toulson nickname Toosh who lived at 191 Standon road. ????
Since leaving wincobank (the first week I started work someome started calling me by my middle name and it has stuck ever since) Rex is also another nickname !
Craig Alsop lived on Standon Drive opposite those garages near to the Swallows.
A couple of months ago after a trip to Medowhall I took my daughter to show her where I used to live and was shocked to see the condition of most of the houses. Our estate was always considered "Posh". Maybe It was because the housing was new when we lived there or my memory had painted a pretty picture of it , It was a strange experience after a lot of years away.

RexT

Originally posted by RexT
Stevo - Timo

The Goddards where the local kray twins as I remember, always did my best to steer clear of them.

Yeah agreed there, I knew Peter but can't remember his Brother, not like I missed anything if he was as bad as his brother.
I did,nt like Peter, we clashed and his face is still in my memory, with those bulging eyes.

Andrew Touslon! Again the name is familiar but can't put a fact to your name. 30 years is a long time away and I suppose i've directed most of my energies at fitting in here, so without the constant propmting of familiar faces and places, I have probably forgotten quite a lot.

I wasn't too hot at football, but have always enjoyed the game. We used to play on Concord Park golf course, much to the anger of the golfers and the parkies. sometimes if they really had a go at us from the distant tee at the rear of Standon Drive and adjacent to the woods, we would wait fror their ball to land and then nick it and run off into the gennels on the estate.

Rex,
I remember Andrew Toulson vaguely, and yes he was rather a good footballer. I remember playing against you, when Steve Askwith, Alan Taylor and I played on Concord Park. Yes, you were a good footballer. As for good-looking; were ANY of us good-looking then?! I remember you as a nice kid, actually, although I never knew you well.

Steven Askwith is knocking on the door of my memory! Where did Steve live?

Stevo,
Steve Askwith lived across from Alan Taylor and John Brookes at the top of Standon [in the "new" houses]. He was a fair-haired fanatical Blade, and good fun to be with. Saw him briefly in the late eighties- was still a nice type. He had a sister called Deborah.

Stevo - Timo

Steven Askwith's house was near to the Phone box/bus stop as the new four row terrace houses started. One summer he fell into a bed of nettles wearing only his swimming trunks - funny how these things stick in your mind ? Do you remember the old rag and bone man with his horse and cart ? used to give him some old rags for a ballon - happy days !

Rex,
Not only did Steve Askwith fall into a bed of nettles, he also managed to get his hand stuck underneath his mother's sewing machine needles -he was literally stitched up, poor lad!

It's quite frustrating, but although I know a lot of names mentioned here, it is difficult to picture the faces. I've been away too long I think.

Does anyone remember the copmetition in the school mag, wher a line or shape was drawn and we had to make a picture using the pre drawn bit?

Does anyone ever remember Mr (Ken) Firth slippering pupils over a desk, or even worse, making us listen to some Neil Diamond album, where he had travelled to Africa and used some tribe on the album?

Stevo,
Yes, I remember Firth's enthusiasm for beating his charges. I recall Craig Machin in floods of tears after such an episode. I laughed until I was nearly incontinent.

Can't remember Mr Firth but remember Mr Cox kept a wooden cane which had it's own personal name ???? the first sign of rowdy behaviour in class and we were given an exhibition of how effective it could be, this enough was a stong deterent - can't remember anyone ever on the recieving end !
Mr Cox's name was Rupert Alowishas Cox. Funny how these things stick in your mind?

Rex,
The smaller of Coxy's canes [seldom used] was "The Shandy", and the larger instrument of punishment was known as "The Double Diamond"...

Originally posted by stevo
I have posted a class photo of Mr Firths class of 72-73 at this address:

http://groups.msn.com/photodump/shoebox.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=31

Mr Firth was a Canadian who had a liking for Neil Diamond and was pretty nifty at using a shoe, to leather us! Mr Roch was our headmaster and was nifty with the cane!

Teachers I remember well are Mr Cox, Miss Kirk (dishy and wore a mini skirt), Mr Pauley, Mrs Gwynne and there was one who used to run a film club in the mobile classroom.

Miss Warwick still gives me nightmares!

I can remember the old quarry and the chimney being demolished. We used to run around the flooded quarry in PE. What would health and safety make of that today? Also remember the old air raid shelters being demolished, just before the classroom in the photo was built.

Also the playground near the quarry which was quite rough ground, where we played footy, the bike shelter and the outside toilets.

Jane Rhodes told me I was ugly and she was so cute for 9 years old. She told me I'd be good looking when I grew up and that she would then be ugly. Jane you were right about me, but what about you? :~)

I lived at Wincobank on Standon Crescent, so although we caught a bus to school, we sometimes used to walk home through Concord Park and spend our bus fare in a sweet shop on Bellhouse Road. We'd also pocket a few free of charge, until my brother got caught and the lady in the shop slapped his face good and hard. We nenver went back after that.

Is there anyone on the photo you recognise, or are you on there yourself?

I am third from the left on the middle row.

Who am I?
i dont know you but imight know your parents
i used to swim in the pond ride on the boogis
on the lines down the middle of the quarry
went to all the 3 schools it was called shiregreen in them days

My father was Bryan Eblet who lived on Dunning Road, in Shiregreen. My mother is from File,y so it is unlikely that you would know her.

I think my father went to Beck Road school.

Originally posted by Timbuck
I don't remember Concord School, But I went to Shire green school in the 40's and 50's..can someone enlighten me on it's history.
i left shiregreen in 1944 mr chapmans class top of the stairs
i might know you went to all three schools started in 1935

Originally posted by Timbuck
When I was at Shiregreen School,The Senior School consisted of various huts and out buildings, and the upper floor of the main building was the main Senior School where we had assembly P.E.
and School dinners . There were two School yards one for lads and one for lasses.....The ground floor was the infant or primery School....I also went there, started at the age of 5...Further down bracken road was the Junior School a single story building with two School yard, a small one at the rear of the school for the younger juniors, and a larger yard at the bottom end alongside Winkobank Avenue..Over the wall from both Schools was "THE QUARRY" it was a working quarry in those days and in the eavnings some of the lads would strip down to the nudy and swim there (brave souls) with the lasses onlooking.
The quarry was strictly out of bounds as far as the school was concerned due to a few drowning incidents, and I received many canings for trespassing over that wall. I'm amazed when you say you used to run round it....Just what part of these three schools became Concord.
i was one of the lads that used swim in the pond went all three schools like you started 1935 left in 1944

This brought a lot of memories back....
I lived on Standon Road, was mates with Paul and Darren Hudson, Andy Barrs, Nigel Wildgoose , David Reed, David Winter.
I knew Janie Rhodes quite well too.
I was in Mr Kemps class at Concord, due to go into Mr Cox's class in the last year but we moved to Rotherham. I wasn't there for the full sentence, but I do remember the some of the teachers, ballroom dancing, etc I remember the boys' toilet, which was outside in the yard - if you had enough PSI you could **** right over the wall into the playground - that used to cause a bit of a stir.

I was mates with Andy Barrs, and his elder brother Gary for years. In fact, we lived next door to each other. I recall Dave Winter and his elder brother, Alistair [or "Ali" as I called him]. Was David Reed nicknamed "Spock"? Happy days.

looked at the photo and the 5th from the left on the front row looks like my brother-in law Craig Leighton, does the name ring any bells? used to live on Tipton Street.

Originally posted by Gleighton
looked at the photo and the 5th from the left on the front row looks like my brother-in law Craig Leighton, does the name ring any bells? used to live on Tipton Street.

That's David Walker.

:)

Stevo,
I am new to Sheffield Forum and have read with interest the threads on Wincobank as my family have lived in the area for years. I was looking at the school photograph you posted from Concord School and did recognise a few faces but I was 2 years behind you. Is the boy in the middle row 2nd from right David Clarke? it does look a lot like him.

I've driven down Bracken Road this morning on my way to work and there is a sign on the front of, what I knew as, Concord School saying 'end of an era celebration 22nd March' Does anyone know exactly what is going on today. I noticed they have been building a new school on the grounds, and I would love to have a look around the old one before it is demolished. I was there 1972 to 1976.

I've driven down Bracken Road this morning on my way to work and there is a sign on the front of, what I knew as, Concord School saying 'end of an era celebration 22nd March' Does anyone know exactly what is going on today. I noticed they have been building a new school on the grounds, and I would love to have a look around the old one before it is demolished. I was there 1972 to 1976.


Take your camera with you. ;)

think by husband's family would be interested if they are pulling it down he went there. Their surname is Leighton. Any body know them???

School is open until 7 o'clock tonight (with loads of old piccies to look at:o )

I was at Concord from 1972 to 1975. These particular profiles brought back so many memories. I never wish anyone ill ( well no too many) but I always wanted something unpleasant & embarrassing to befall the Kemp offspring. I remember the arrogant sod refusing to believe I had written a poem I handed in - what the hell did he know?

"Do you remember the History teacher, Kemp with his tedious papier-mache models of Iron Age Wincobank Hill, and his insufferable children who, he would assure us, were always miles in front of us with their studies, and reading several library books at the same time?

Mr Cox was a top man. He Really got you thinking for yourself and questioning so many things. My aunt remembers him fondly from when he taught at Brightside.

Rupert Cox was Deputy Head [an ex-POW of the Japanese], and a wonderfully dry man. He seldom used his "Shandy" and "Double Diamond" canes, but the threat was there. The pupils loved him, and wished he was the Head rather than Roch. He was such a wise man, the kind that you can really respect. He never allowed his horrendous war experiences to impact upon his teaching, and seemed to be completely at ease with the world."

I encountered Mr Roche again later in life - he lived on Parson Cross and was I think Vhurch Warden at St Pauls? on the estate. Not a child friendly man - he often would appear and confiscate the tennis ball we were playng football with in the PLAYGROUND!

Timo - I am Colin Bennet's nephew (only 2 years younger) I'll try and get he e-mail from my mum!

Don't know if people still read this thread but just stumbled on it and funny to hear all the old names

A few more for you to remember:

John Pinning, Robert Bennett, Mark Dixon, Richard Hall Tony Ward and for you footballers Gerald callum

and 'Rassam' from the Scouts (Don Taylor)

Anyway to anyone seeng this

It'll soon be HAPPY 50th